"Welcome, what do you want to drink?" the landlady of the Leaky Cauldron Tavern rubbed her swollen nose and pulled out four glasses. Pen~Fun~Ge www.biquge.info her eyes were crooked, almost squeezed out, so that she could hide the cunning gaze inside: "I recommend frog juice wine to you." ”

Tolkien sat down at the bar as he knew in a tavern, smiled and said to the proprietor, "Okay, have a drink." So he had an extra cup of pale green apple juice in front of him, exuding a fruity fragrance. Tolkien did not doubt him, and craned his neck to drink it all.

"Poof!" Tolkien opened his mouth wide and spat out the frog juice. The green liquid turned into a large, bubbly fat frog that struggled to leap forward with four thick legs.

"Come on, bet, how many times can you jump?" said the big-nosed landlady with a smile: "The current record is thirteen! Let's see how strong this newcomer is!"

Tolkien was so disgusted that every time he retched, the fat frog jumped, and the nearby wizards cheered. They waved their wands, and gold, silver, and copper plates flew to the bar, and soon they were stacked in small piles. A blackboard floating in mid-air accurately records bets.

"This is too bullying!" Xiaohua floated in the air and puffed up: "How can you be happy because others are ugly and uncomfortable?"

The wizards had no one to bother Tolkien, their eyes focused on the leaping frog. Zhao Mai snorted and walked over, stretched out his foot and stepped on the frog on the ground.

"Haha, that's useless!" said the tavernkeeper with a smile, "That frog is liquid, it can ......"

"Will it recondense and then continue to jump?" Zhao Mai exerted his strength slightly, the power of the ice spread from the soles of his feet, the green juice froze, and then Zhao Mai stepped on it into broken ice. Countless sighing voices sounded in the tavern, and the female boss shouted loudly: "External force factor, external force factor, this game is invalid!"

"How are you?" Zhao Mai helped Tolkien, and the natural force spread through his palm, driving away the discomfort in his body.

"It's okay, I'm okay now. Tolkien shook his head and said, "I just felt nauseous, but it's nothing. ”

"Yes, it's not much. It's just a joke to cheer everyone up, and make a bet by the way!" the tavern owner jumped over, holding four glasses in his hands: "I invite you to drink, mead, our specialty here." ”

"I don't think it's funny. Zhao Mai's expression was still very serious: "If you want to bet, you only need to drink that frog juice wine yourself." The reason why I asked my friend to drink is because we didn't understand the situation for the first time, and you want to make a fool of him. ”

"Hey, don't take it so seriously, frog juice won't hurt your body, and short-term nausea doesn't matter if you get used to it. The tavernkeeper shook his head: "If you can't make a joke, no one will play with you." ”

"No one, no one. Zhao Mai suddenly began to understand why wizards would often cast memory erasing spells on ordinary people, because they didn't care, as long as they were satisfied.

Tolkien gasped for breath and sat down with Zhao Mai's support. "You'll be fine drinking this mead, right?"

"If you drink too much you get drunk, nothing else. The boss pouted: "You know at a glance that you are from a Muggle family, and you are still far from becoming a wizard." You know, how can you do it without an adventurous spirit?"

"Say no more, let me taste your mead, I need something urgently to rinse my mouth. Tolkien played the round.

"Are you sure?" Zhao Mai said to him. Tolkien nodded, smiling at the tavernkeeper. Zhao Mai saw that he couldn't persuade him, so he didn't forget it. He looked back and saw that Addo was holding the little flower, sucking his belly and leaning sideways to try to come in. At this moment, the narrow door suddenly stretched itself wide, just enough for the giant to enter. "Addo!" he knew to say thank you to the doorframe. Dogian followed him with a serious face.

"Four glasses of mead!" the boss wiped the table with a rag and placed the four cups in turn, and the orange-yellow mead automatically came out of the bottom of the glass, just near the rim. "These four glasses are for the four of you, count on my account, and I wish you good health and a happy life!" said the owner of the Leaky Cauldron in an exaggerated tone.

"Thank you very much. Tolkien said, draining the mead from his cup. When he had finished drinking, he picked up the glass, looked left and right, and sniffed, "Isn't this mead?"

"That's right!" said the landlady to Tolkien, "Muggle mead was learned from me." ”

One was a whole drink, and the other was nothing of wizarding, Tolkien was a little disappointed, but still said politely: "We are here for the first time, and we are going to Diagon Alley, can you please point us how to get there?"

"I can take you to the entrance. The female boss suddenly became enthusiastic and said, "Recently, there have been a lot of people like you. Twenty or thirty years old, you have to go to Hogwarts, right?"

"What do you mean by someone like us?" Zhao Mai asked alertly.

"The Ministry of Magic recently published an article admitting that wizards had gone wrong finding spells, leaving out many people with wizarding ancestry and talents, and the Minister of Magic resigned. The tavernkeeper seemed pleased with the minister's resignation, or just happy with the increase in potential customers, and she said with a smile: "So recently a batch of students have been urgently recruited, and you are probably among them, right?"

"Uh...... Yes. Tolkien hesitated, but nodded, "We were shocked when we received the letter!

"It's been fixed, and there will be no more mistakes. There weren't many wizards in the first place, so it's no wonder that there were fewer and fewer people before...... Don't waste time here, I'll take you there!"

She shifted and squeezed out from behind the bar, leading the way in front. The back door of the bar was a brick wall, and the owner counted and turned his head and knocked on it three times with his fingers. "Remember this brick, knock on the door three times and it will open. ”

Tolkien watched with a look of astonishment as the bricks moved, overlapping, misaligning, and receding, making way for a door-sized hole. Behind the doorway is Diagon Alley.

It is a crowded and bustling alley, and the pedestrian path is lined with large and small shops, sloping towards the middle and squeezing the already small space, as if it will fall crooked at any moment. Signs greet guests overhead: pots stirring vigorously, brooms flying around, squawking bats, and pointed hats shaking their heads. Men in mage robes and pointed hats abound, either stopping to inspect the cargo or chatting about current events. They would occasionally cast their gaze over, and when they saw Zhao Mai and the others wearing Muggle clothes, they shook their heads, and then looked away.

"Gringotts Wizarding Bank is right in the middle of the road, and you won't miss it. The boss concluded, "The goblins there are cunning, Muggle things are worthless, and only magic, gems, and gold can make them valued." ”

"Thank you very much, the Leaky Cauldron Tavern is definitely the best wizard tavern I've seen so far. Tolkien smiled and said, "I'll come and sit often when I have time." ”

"Then my purpose has been accomplished. The boss and everyone nodded, then said, "I need to keep them from stealing," and turned back.

"The best wizard tavern? Zhao Mai smiled slightly, it seems that his friend's mouth is also quite powerful.

"You may not know," said Tolkien, "that is the same in school, and the older ones always play tricks on the younger ones, and some clubs have this habit. ”

"So what? is it okay to get this habit after leaving school?" Zhao Mai shook his head, not wanting to talk about it anymore. He looked at most of the wizards' outfits, then touched the camouflage ring and changed his outfit into a robe and a peaked hat. "Let's go to the bank first, you can't buy anything without the wizard's money. ”

"I'm going to have to trouble you again, Mike," Tolkien smiled.

"You're welcome. (To be continued.) )