On the streets of London, cars are coming and going, and pedestrians in heavy British jackets are hurrying by, all busy with what they are doing.

The car is very old-fashioned, at least in Zhang Ziyu's eyes, these are old-fashioned styles, but they also fit the characteristics of this era.

"London in the eighties and nineties, I just don't know what year it is."

It is possible to roughly determine the age of the building and the car, but it is not easy to know the exact year.

Zhang Ziyu's eyes fell on a dilapidated store door in the middle of the corner between the bookstore and the record store, if this bookstore and record store were both in the style of the eighties and nineties, then this tattered door leaf and the bell under the eaves of the door are estimated to go back a few hundred years.

Such a dilapidated façade appeared on the streets of London, as conspicuous as a thatched house façade in the middle of the commercial street, but no one noticed this dilapidated façade except Zhang Ziyu.

"The Broken Cauldron Bar came directly to the famous location, and I was lucky."

Zhang Ziyu walked in, the door had just opened, and the people in the cauldron bar subconsciously glanced at the door.

Originally, this dilapidated cauldron bar was mixed, people came and went, everyone was drinking and having fun, or asking for some news, so that others would not interfere.

But Zhang Ziyu is different, dressed in a cyan robe, clean and clean, with a bit of laziness and relaxation, which is incompatible with these sloppy wizards.

In the eyes of everyone, Zhang Ziyu walked past a few short round tables, and the bar gradually became noisy again, and his attention was gradually distracted.

"Sir, what are you going to do?"

Behind the bar was an old wizard, slightly Mediterranean, rosacea, and a big nose that looked like a cork.

He's Tom, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron Bar, and he doesn't look very good, but he's a decent person.

"Do you want money?"

Zhang Ziyu asked, Tom was stunned, I don't want money to open a fart shop.

"Ahem, one sike for sherry and two sike for butterbeer."

Zhang Ziyu said: "I only have gold on me, but I don't have Garon and Sike, can you take it?" ”

Well, Tom finally understood what the strange wizard meant, and he said, "In that case, you'd better go to Gringotts and exchange some of them, and those goblins will also take gold, although the exchange rate is not too high." Butterbeer, I'll ask you this time. ”

Tom was also willing to treat him, and slowly put a glass of butterbeer in front of Zhang Ziyu.

"You're a wizard of the East, it's a good day, Mr. Potter just left, and you're here."

Oriental wizards are rare here, and even Tom has heard of them by chance rather than seen them with his own eyes.

When Zhang Ziyu heard this, he asked, "Harry Potter?" ”

Tom smiled and said, "Of course it's our savior, the little one is eleven years old, and he should be going to school." ”

The bar was originally a place to chat, and in a word, the conversation was also chatted, and it turned out that Hagrid had just come over today and took the new Harry Potter to the Diagon Alley novice camp, ready to purchase novice equipment.

Zhang Ziyu still wants to talk a few more words, but butterbeer is not allowed, the cream tastes high sugar and low alcohol beer, and after two sips, Zhang Ziyu said that it is not as good as the fat house happy water.

So he talked to Tom for a few words, left three silver dollars, and said, "Thank you, Tom, I don't have any silver on hand, but I will give you a few silver dollars as a souvenir." ”

Silver West can be made of silver, and silver dollars are also made of silver, although the craftsmanship is not quite the same, and there are no enchantments, but there is no problem as an equivalent gift.

Bypassing the bar counter of the Leaky Cauldron Bar, Zhang Ziyu came to a patio-like place next to it, with the red brick wall in front of him.

Zhang Ziyu could feel that the red brick wall was a magical creation, and it should be the Transfiguration Technique with some other magic added to it as a gateway to Diagon Alley.

There are bricks on the wall, where the magic triggers are located, and you can tap on them with your wand to open the passage.

Although Zhang Ziyu didn't have a magic wand, he had spiritual power in his body, and with a light touch of his hand, the bricks on the red brick wall began to move, and a small hole suddenly appeared.

The small hole was constantly deformed, the wall was twisted, and soon a passage appeared in front of Zhang Ziyu, and Diagon Alley was in front of him.

A long street less than six or seven meters wide, there are wizards coming and going, there are men and women, most of the men are wearing black robes, and the female wizards are wearing many more variety, some wear robes, and some are beautiful dresses, like a landscape.

In addition to the adult wizards, there were many young wizards who walked through the crowd, and they were the most excited people, stopping here and playing there from time to time, and they were full of curiosity about all the shops.

"It was a happy childhood, but I went to school in the same year as Porter, and the happiness is almost over."

Zhang Ziyu has a sense of schadenfreude, people go to school to face the threat of teachers and the pressure of homework, and they go to school to face the dark forces, this treatment is unique.

Zhang Ziyu also looked left and right from time to time along the way, and he was also very curious about Diagon Alley.

"Find a way to get a magic camera, you can only look at it without a camera when you travel, and you can't take pictures when you see a good-looking young lady, it's a pity."

Zhang Ziyu walked around for a while and found that many people would set their eyes on him from time to time, and there was no way to grow up and be handsome, plus a neat Tsing Yi robe, it was strange that it was not eye-catching.

"Forget it, let's go get money first, and then buy some clothes."

Transfiguration can also deform clothes, but it doesn't have to be.

It's like you can also cook, and when you go out to travel, you have the ability to bring a pot out to cook and sprinkle?

Zhang Ziyu walked towards the tall and sloping white building in the middle, Gringotts, the financial center of the Wizarding World.

Gringotts claims to be the second safest place in the wizarding world, just below Hogwarts.

Of course, those who are generally called this will not end well.

Zhang Ziyu is going to exchange the gold in his hand for some gold galleons, so that he can purchase some things, study magic, and do things later.

But after walking a few steps, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a wizard wearing a turban and a purple robe.

The rich smell of garlic crept through, the smell of some unknown potion.

"Old Fu and his little unlucky quirell?"

Zhang Ziyu's eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth raised, so it happened that this was not.

Isn't Voldemort able to appear here just for the Philosopher's Stone that Dumbledore kept in Gringotts, and to use it to refine some potions to resurrect him?

Hagrid and Harry had already taken the Philosopher's Stone first, but Voldemort didn't know it.

Right now, outside Gringotts, isn't it just preparing to do a vote and get the Philosopher's Stone from Gringotts?

"It's all about not giving Lao Fu support, it seems a little unreasonable, so it's decided."

Zhang Ziyu's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly had an idea, and quietly released a paper figure to follow, and he found a corner where no one was, and the Transfiguration directly changed into a black robe with a hat.

Quirrell took Voldemort around in circles, first stepping on a little bit, and then finding a corner where no one was around.

"Use the Phantom Charm to sneak in, Dumbledore put that thing in the shallow vault, and the defense is not strong."

"Yes, my master."

Quirrell honestly covered his face and cast a disillusionment spell on himself.

Voldemort was still not at ease, and personally used a certain spell to bless him, and his invisibility was more complete.

Zhang Ziyu's little paper figure saw this scene and immediately hid deeper.

"Here we go, and in ten minutes it's my turn."