There weren't many people in the tavern, and in fact there wasn't much room for it in the cramped tavern, so Romon just swept around and waited until Frank and Russell came in before slowly walking towards the bar. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The barkeeper, whose hair was only around the circle, greeted him with a grin.

"Needing something, I recommend our Sydney Mead here, if the adults behind you don't mind you drinking......"

"So, three cups of this, do you have any food to recommend?"

Glancing at the trembling two people behind him, Romon knew that he didn't have to count on these two guys to come forward at this time, so he had to do these little things by himself.

The bald boss showed a playful smile and introduced it seriously.

"Charcoal-grilled black spiders, fried centipedes, and scorpion-stuffed sandwiches, which one do you need?"

At this time, several wizards in the bar were all looking at the place, looking at what they thought was very interesting, a red-haired boy with pigtails seemed to want to say something, but was stopped by the smiling parents behind him.

If it weren't for Romon staring at them with sharp eyes in front of him, Frank and Russell would have turned around and ran, and the wizards in the bar in strange costumes looked like devils in their eyes at this time.

Romong, who had been observing the bald boss's expression from beginning to end, naturally wouldn't be like an ordinary person like Frank, not to mention that he really wanted to taste such a special food.

"Bring me a fried centipede, and then three regular sandwiches, preferably with some bacon, I haven't eaten in a day to get to the Leaky Cauldron......"

After making sure that the composure on Romong's face was not faked, the bald boss reluctantly reached out his hand.

"You've won, you don't have any sense of humor, but are you really sure you want to fry centipedes? This is the new Albanian centipede that came in today, each one a foot ......long."

"Of course, I'm interested in food specialities. But I have to take the liberty of asking, do you accept payments in pounds sterling here?"

Sitting directly on the high chair, Romon said slowly with one hand on the bar.

After handing over the shorthand menu to the back kitchen, the bald boss laughed and said.

"Of course I do, otherwise, how do you think those Muggle-born wizards went to Diagon Alley to buy textbooks?"

"There's a leprechaun bank in Diagon Alley where Muggle and wizard currencies can be exchanged. Hello, I'm William Weasley, but everyone calls me Bill, and you're going to Hogwarts this year?"

The latter sentence was uttered by a little red-haired boy with a couple standing behind him, smiling as they watched their children communicate with their peers.

As early as when he entered the bar, Romon had already noticed the family of three, and Romon had already used them as the key to enter Diagon Alley, and a very happy smile appeared on his face when he saw this situation.

"Romon Eric, that's my name, you can just call me Romon Romon . ”

"I was Muggle-born, but I received that magical letter of acceptance, so I came here, these two are my butlers and drivers, but they are just ordinary Muggles. ”

If it weren't for the previous indifference of the brown-haired boy with an innocent smile on his face, Frank and Russell would have regarded him as a cute child.

And now they saw Romon with an innocent and casual look, as if they had seen a demon in human skin, and they shuddered.

After a heated exchange for a while, at the invitation of Romong, the Weasleys sat around the bar, with a glass of Sydney mead in front of them.

"Next time I'll treat you to Coke, it's a Muggle drink, and it tastes good. ”

Romon grinned as he put his arm around Bill's shoulder and grinned, causing Bilton, who had taken the mead from Mr. Weasley, to distract him from Romon and ask him about all kinds of Muggles.

After Romon finished the sandwich on his plate, he picked up the last fried centipede and twisted it into his mouth, and the 'crunching' sound of chewing made Frank and Russell, who had already finished eating, numb.

"Actually, it tastes like chicken, so it's a shame you two don't try it. ”

Romon took out a purple handkerchief from his bosom and wiped his mouth and said to his two subordinates, but he got a rattle-like reaction.

With a sigh, Romon slapped his head, bowed deeply to the Weasleys, scratched his brown hair, and said with some embarrassment.

"Mr. Weasley, if you may, how about taking us to Diagon Alley, I only know there's a leaky cauldron here, but I don't know how to get there......

"It's a trivial matter, and besides, Bill is also going to buy his wand and textbooks, so you can come with us!"

Rubbing Bill's hair, Mr. Weasley, who was also red-haired, said very boldly, and Mrs. Weasley on the side also covered her mouth and chuckled.

Having successfully solved the problem, Romon followed the Weasleys into the patio behind the Leaky Cauldron and watched carefully as Mr. Weasley tapped his wand on one of the walls in front of him in a strange order.

Somon felt a flow of magic with his keen soul perception, and his extraordinary hearing made him hear sounds like machines.

The walls are open!

The instant sense of hustle and bustle made Romon a little uncomfortable for a while, and after noticing that the Weasleys had already walked towards Diagon Alley, Romon hurriedly beckoned the two stunned men to leave the small patio.

"Honey, where are you going now, do you want to go with Bill to buy the items on your shopping list?"

Mrs. Weasley said softly to Romon, but Romon had already planned to refuse the invitation of this mild-mannered witch.

Shaking his head, Luo Masked said the reason he was ready without changing his face.

"I'm so sorry, Mrs. Weasley, I still have to go to the Elven Bank with my butlers to exchange coins, our itinerary is not the same......"

Nodding, Mrs. Weasley smiled sweetly at Romong.

"That's a shame, but I wish you all a great time in Diagon Alley. By the way, if you need to go back, just come here, shout 'open,' and that's it." ”

Mr. Weasley looked pity and showed Romon how to return, saving Romon from asking.

"So, we're leaving! Mr. Weasley, Mrs. Weasley, and Bill. ”

While waving his hand to the three of them, the smiling Romon regained his expressionless appearance the moment he turned around, pointing to a street sign with crooked handwriting.

"Let's go to the Elf Bank first! I hope they can use a bank card there, otherwise I'll have to come and buy a lot of things next time......"