We don't produce magic, we're just porters of magic.

This is the Blotted bookstore.

It contains textbooks for Hogwarts Grades 1 to 7, as well as useful miscellaneous books such as Hogwarts, A History of the School and The Tales of the Poet Pedou.

The first step to understanding the wizarding world is naturally to start at the Blotted bookstore. But how do you get to the Blotted Bookstore?

Joe remembers that the Blotted Bookstore was in Diagon Alley, and in the Leaky Cauldron Bar he saw, there was a passage to Diagon Alley. But the problem is, it takes a wand to open that passage.

What to do! Anyway, let's get the first money for the event.

After some time, thank you for the correct record of modern history in the history books. Relying on this information, Joe soon had his first campaign funding. The plan to go to the Blotted bookstore can begin.

The Leaky Cauldron is a dirty and cramped pub on the streets of London, the bar has been cast with a Muggle expulsion charm and other spells, so people come and go in front of the store, but no one notices it, the business in the bar is very quiet, and the owner Tom is half-leaning on the front desk reading the freshly baked daily newspaper of the Prophet. Everything seems to be business as usual.

But today doesn't seem to be the same as usual, because the patrons of the Leaky Cauldron Bar saw such a scene.

A little kid about 6 or 7 years old, stumbling into the bar, looking left and right. From time to time, I also scratch my scalp.

Whose child is this? The customers present and Tom, the owner of the bar, all had doubts in their minds.

In the middle of the ring, the little kid walked up to Tom and said, "Excuse me, how to get to Diagon Alley?"

"What are you doing in Diagon Alley?"

"I went to the Blotted Bookstore in Diagon Alley. ”

"What are you doing there?"

"Mom said, don't talk too much to strangers. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the wizards in the whole bar burst into laughter, except for Tom, the owner, who had a big embarrassment written on his face.

"The kids are so cute. One of the witches present finally couldn't help it. "I'll take you to Diagon Alley. “

She then led Joe around the bar of the Leaky Cauldron to a small, walled patio with only a garbage can against the wall and a thick pile of weeds. The witch counted three of the bricks on the dumpster—two more horizontally—then took out her wand and tapped it lightly on the tiles three times. The brick she touched began to vibrate—the middle part squirmed violently, and a small hole appeared—growing larger and larger—and a second later an arch large enough for two people to pass through was placed in front of them. This arch leads to a cobblestone street that zigzags forward until it is out of sight. "Welcome to Diagon Alley. The witch said with a smile.

Joe had simulated it many times in his mind, but he was surprised to see it, and the witch smiled at him, and the two stepped into the arch together. After that, the arch behind it quickly turns into a solid wall.

Once you enter Diagon Alley, the light is much brighter than in the dimly lit Leaky Cauldron Bar. Joe notices that the zealous witch has beautiful curly blond hair, a beautiful countenance, and a pair of eyes as blue as the sea. She didn't look very old, only about seventeen or eighteen years old, probably a sixth or seventh year Hogwarts student or a recent graduate. She exudes youthful vitality in her body. "I'm going to have to get some gold Galleons first. Joe said to the zealous witch. "Can my sister take me to Gringotts?" By the way, my name is Julie, you can call me Sister Julie. The witch joked for a moment, and then the two walked along the gravel road of Diagon Alley towards the Wizard Bank.

Joe held back his curiosity and made himself look less like the little wizards of Muggle families who had sneaked out. As they walked down the street, his eyes kept wandering around, keeping in mind everything he had in mind, what was outside the shop, what was outside the shop, and so on.

On top of a pile of cauldrons outside the nearest store. There was a sign hanging on it, which read: Cauldron - all sizes - copper, brass, ash.

Silver – automatic – foldable.

Not far away, a very plump woman stood outside the pharmacy, shaking her head vigorously, and shouted: "Lizard liver, seventeen sickles per ounce......"

A low, soft cry came from a dimly lit shop sign that read: Owl Rental Center - Tawny, Reddish-Brown, All-Brown, Tan-Fur, Snow White.

Many of the boys, who looked to be in the first grade, pressed their noses tightly against the windows. Inside the window, Joe knew, was the magic broom they'd been dreaming of. “

There were also many shops selling robes, binoculars, and strange silver items that Harry had never seen before, and buckets of bat spleen and eel eyes were piled up in the windows, crumbling piles of spell books, rolls of parchment, medicine bottles, and all sorts of balls.

"This is Gringotts, little brother!" said Julie.

They came to a snow-white building, which was much taller than the small shops around. Standing next to the glossy bronze gate, the goblin in a crimson and golden-yellow uniform is the elf. Joe stepped up the white stone steps and walked towards the elf. The goblin was about about the same height as Joe is now, he had a swarthy face, a pointed beard, and Joe noticed that his fingers and feet were very long.

As they walked in, the goblin bowed to them. Now they were facing the second door, silver, with some words inscribed on it: Please enter, stranger, but watch out for the consequences of greed.

For those who only know how to take and do not know how to give, they will definitely receive the most severe retribution.

So if you are here to find wealth hidden under the earth that does not belong to you.

Thief, then you have to be careful to find more than treasure.

"Little brother doesn't want to rob, does he!" jokingly Julie. "It's crazy who robbed this place. Joe shook his head, and at the same time secretly added in his heart: It's just now.

As they passed through the silver gate, two more elves bowed to them. Then they came to a hall paved entirely of marble, where about a hundred elves sat on high stools behind the counter, scribbling ledgers, weighing coins on brass scales, and poring over the precious stones through a magnifying glass. There were too many doors to the hall to count, but there were more elves leading people in and out of them, and Julie and Joe made a beeline for the counter.

"Good morning. Joe said to a goblin who had nothing to do, "Can you help me convert pounds into gold galleons?" "Yes. The fairy said, "This way, please." With that, the goblin led Joe to a counter. And Julie walked away playfully. Joe took out a large sum of cash in exchange for 1000 gold Galleons in cash, Joe took out 2 gold Galleons to tip the goblin, and took another 20 to let the goblin help his small bag cast a traceless stretching spell, this spell can increase the space of his own package, and can be repeatedly cast to further expand the space, after the goblin helped Joe expand the backpack capacity to one square meter, Joe put the rest of the gold Galleons in it, and then stuffed two Galleons to the goblin, seeing the elf's smiling expression, Joe knew the value of these Galleon flowers, and it would be much easier to find him to do things in the future。