This trip is shorter, only 4 silver west can be done.

The freckled conductor apparently remembered her, but was just curious, "Are you going to Diagon Alley for Christmas Eve?"

He apparently recognized Lin An's standard Muggle clothes.

Lin An nodded, "Yes, do you have any recommendations?"

The other party's freckles shone brightly, and at this moment he gushed: "Of course! Butterbeer, cheesecake, fried chicken wings and beef melof! And they also set off magic fireworks, just a little worse than Hogsmeade!"

But Hogsmeade is near Hogwarts, so far away that it is difficult for the magic bus to pass for a while.

In addition, only students in the third grade and above are allowed to go on certain Saturdays, and they must sign permission from their guardians.

Although Lin An had an Oriental face that was difficult to discern her age, Christmas Eve was short, and she didn't have that skill for the time being, so she also smiled at the conductor at this moment: "I'm looking forward to it."

It is worth mentioning that after getting out of the car this time, she was able to adapt a little.

It's just that it slowed down for 5 minutes outside and stabilized.

The bitter cold wind blew against the magic barrier, and it was only then that she felt a little tired.

Only then did Lin An react - his clothes were too thin in winter, and he continued to output magic to ensure heat all day, so that he was a little tired at this time.

The entrance to the Leaky Cauldron was still dim, but the further you went inside, the more colorful the light became.

Men and women, young and old, wizards dressed in all kinds of clothes gathered here, each holding a wine glass.

There are magic butterflies flying overhead, and once you fall into the yellow-orange-orange beer, the glass will instantly change color, and then fly out again with a fluorescent liquor, which is very beautiful!

So much so that Lin An couldn't help but stop and look at it for a while.

Then she hurried to her senses and hurried into Diagon Alley.

……

Diagon Alley was really lively, the streets were full of people, the wizards' costumes were very strange and funny, some of them were wearing very old clothes, and their large, round skirts were eager to fill the whole street.

Some people are simply dressed in black robes, and their faces are so hurried that no one can see their faces clearly.

And the forest bank is mixed in, which is not at all inconspicuous.

She's at Gringotts—thankfully, the elves don't follow a 9-to-5 holiday, so they're still working on Christmas Eve.

"Exchange for Golden Galleons."

Because of the small number of people, she quickly came to the corresponding number plate without even queuing up, took out 100 pounds and handed it over.

The demon's long, ugly fingers tapped at the two bills and gently pulled them into the counter.

Then the bulb-like eyes looked her up and down, and screamed, "5% fee."

Lin An couldn't help but wonder: "Is it a 5% handling fee for each order, or 5% for every 100 pounds?"

The goblin grinned, "£100, of course."

Lin An: ...... Well, monopolies are inevitable.

She happily accepted the exchange rate and managed to get 19 gold galleons.

With the money in hand, she couldn't wait to run to the pet store on the other side of the street.

The festive atmosphere is particularly grand, and the cage shelves outside the store are hung with delicate small Christmas trees and red hats. ….

These are magical creatures, and the owls, big and small, look at her with round eyes, and the scene is truly lovely.

Lin An couldn't bear it and wanted to buy one, but now that she has no fixed place, it is inconvenient for the owl to shrink and carry, so she can only barely endure it.

Then I found the clerk: "Hello, how much does it cost to send gifts?"

The clerk was a middle-aged woman, dressed in a pink robe, with her hair dyed shimmering purple and a fountain-like hairstyle hanging down on top of her head.

- It's weird, take another look.

The other party felt her eyes and smiled proudly, "How is it? Isn't it not

Always pretty?"

In terms of Lin An's ordinary and slightly conservative aesthetics, he can't say the word beautiful.

Therefore, he could only praise sincerely: "It is very delicate, and it must have taken a lot of effort to tie my hair."

"Yes."

The clerk accepted the compliment: "Kiki Magic Hair House, it took two hours!"

Then she remembered to get down to business: "Honey, it's Christmas Eve, of course there are discounts - one gold galleon in the magic manor in London, three silver sike in the Muggle world, and the wizarding village looks at the distance, if it's also in London, 10 sico."

"Is there a weight limit?"

Lin An, who has a lot of experience in couriers, asked.

She pulled out all the gift boxes and enlarged them into a tall pile on the table.

The clerk screamed vigilantly, "Of course! Heavier things, we need more expensive magical creatures to send letters, and we'll have to pay more!"

……

In the end, Lin An spent 6 gold gallons and managed to send all the gifts.

Although she was heartbroken about money, when she watched the owls of all sizes, grabbing gifts of different weights and quickly flying out of the store and disappearing, she couldn't help but praise the peer-to-peer courier service in the wizarding world.

Thinking about the more and more stumbling deposits, I couldn't help but sigh at this moment-

Who told the Slytherin students to live in a magical manor with an expensive courier fee?

These hateful aristocrats!

Let's hope the owls will do what the clerk said, and all the gifts will be under their Christmas tree by 12 o'clock tonight.

After finishing the most important thing of this holiday, Lin An finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then she walked out of the store, only to see that the streets were full of shining magic lights, and there were even people running with cheers, throwing countless colorful flames along the way.

The flame was burning, but it didn't have half the heat, but it only flickered the light and shadow more magnificently.

Lovers hugged each other on the street, and the laughter of the family in the crowd was particularly obvious, even setting off her lonely family as if she was particularly pitiful.

But......

Lin An, who was particularly pitiful, just covered his stomach and silently looked at the two restaurants in front of him, which one was slightly more delicious.

After all, eating a little extravagantly on Christmas Eve shouldn't be too much, right?

The crowd erupted in cheers again, and everyone looked up into the air.

Lin An subconsciously followed and looked over, only to see that in the sky against the dim light, there were fine snowflakes falling down, melodious.

After looking at it for a long time, it seems that it is rising in the air.

Until the tip of the nose is cold.

She lowered her head, only to see that fine snowflakes had begun to fall on her body.

There was a roar in the sky, huge magical fireworks bloomed in the air, and the cheers of the crowd became louder and louder!

The clerk of the pet store stood happily outside the door, and then waved his wand and launched a cluster of fireworks.

"Don't you have a holiday?" Lin An asked curiously.

The other party shook his purple fountain-like hair: "Oh, it's snowing, and it will take five minutes for my hairstyle to be completely set."

[In other words, it is the best way to read aloud and listen to books, change the source, and install the latest version.] 】

Lin'an: .......

Song of Thorns