Chapter 4: The Leaky Cauldron, Professor Mcgonagall Is A Little Panicked
Wayne didn't expect that Humphrey would actually say that.
I must have checked out a lot of information about the wizarding world through Downing Street channels after I went back yesterday.
He quickly explained Humphrey's work to Professor McGonagall.
At the same time, I was still a little touched.
The reason why Humphrey went to investigate these was because of his nephew.
Although the information was lagging behind, Wayne understood.
Professor McGonagall looked at Wayne deeply.
This little wizard's family has a really high status in the Muggle world.
With his own title, in the magical world, he is comparable to the twenty-eight prestigious pure-blood families.
There are many little wizards in Hogwarts who were born into Muggle families, but those like Wayne
It seems there really isn’t?
But this seemed good, at least she didn't have to bother explaining the various questions raised by the parents.
Wayne accepted the existence of magic easily.
"Mr. Lawrence, since you have no questions, let's set out for Diagon Alley."
"By the way, bring some Muggle cash, which will need to be converted into wizard currency."
Looking at the time, it was not yet half past nine, but McGonagall still looked anxious.
The admission of students from Muggle families was originally a matter between several deans.
However, Professor Sprout went to the United States to visit one of her seniors, and Snape was taken away by Dumbledore. This year, McGonagall's task was particularly heavy. In the afternoon, she had to go to the home of a young wizard.
What's it called Granger?
"Please wait a moment." Wayne nodded obediently, went upstairs, carried a schoolbag, and walked down.
McGonagall glanced at him, feeling rather heavy, but he didn't say anything more and put his hand on Wayne's shoulder.
"Hold your breath, it may be a little painful, but it will be over soon."
After saying that, without waiting for Wayne to answer, McGonagall activated Disapparation.
There was an explosion out of thin air, and the two figures spun and disappeared, as if they had been sucked away by a toilet.
Wayne felt like the world was spinning for a while. When his vision became clear again from blur, the two of them had arrived in a small alley.
"Apparition." McGonagall explained: "One of the ways wizards use to travel, generally used for relatively short distances."
"It will be hard the first time, but it will become more comfortable later on. Are you okay, Mr. Wayne?"
"It's nothing, just a little dizzy."
Wayne recovered quickly and rubbed his sore eyebrows.
He didn't sleep all night, and what happened just now made him feel sleepy.
Led by McGonagall, the two came to the entrance of a bar.
The door is very shabby, in stark contrast to the record store and bookstore next to it.
Pedestrians passing by didn't even notice the existence of this bar, or in other words, they didn't even know there was a bar here.
When the two entered the bar and saw McGonagall's face clearly.
The originally noisy environment instantly became a lot quieter, and many wizards stood up subconsciously, looking very nervous, which made Wayne want to laugh.
Most wizards in England graduated from Hogwarts, and the wizards here were once students of Professor McGonagall.
Now that I see my former teacher, I recall the fear of being dominated by Professor McGonagall, just like a mouse seeing a cat.
"Professor McGonagall."
The bar owner Tom smiled and said hello: "Oh, this little wizard is so beautiful. Is he a new student this year?"
Wayne smiled, looking very shy.
Professor McGonagall nodded: "Yes, I brought him here to buy teaching materials and equipment. By the way, Tom, I remember that your children will also go to Hogwarts this year, right?"
"Of course." Speaking of this, Tom was obviously very happy: "Hannah has been waiting for this day for a long time, but there is a high probability that she will be Hufflepuff's new student."
McGonagall also smiled: "If a Gryffindor is born in the Abbott family, this matter will definitely be on the front page of the Daily Prophet."
Many people started laughing.
The Abbot family is also one of the twenty-eight pure-blood families. All members of their family are from Hufflepuff, and there have been no exceptions for hundreds of years.
After a few brief exchanges of greetings, McGonagall led Wayne through the bar and into the small walled patio, where there was nothing but a trash can and weeds.
"Count three bricks up and two bricks sideways." McGonagall muttered softly, and pointed his wand on a brick that was obviously more concave inward than the other bricks.
A total of three taps.
The bricks trembled rapidly and small holes began to appear, then the holes grew larger and larger until a winding cobblestone path appeared.
"Please remember this brick and my actions, Mr. Lawrence, and you can come to Diagon Alley by yourself in the future."
Wayne asked softly: "Professor McGonagall, if...I mean, if."
“What happens if this bin is moved, or replaced with a larger or smaller one?”
McGonagall's mouth twitched and he looked at Wayne in disbelief.
This if... it made her panic!
"Mr. Lawrence, there were once two little wizards who had the same idea as you. They put the trash can on the other side."
Having said this, Professor McGonagall pursed his lips and his face turned ugly: "Hogwarts received a complaint, and their college was deducted... 50 points for this."
"After this, the bin was permanently bonded, making it impossible to move or replace it."
Wayne wisely did not ask which academy these two little wizards were from.
In fact, judging from Professor McGonagall's expression, he had roughly guessed something.
Following the witch, Wayne raised his legs and stepped through the arch and onto the cobblestone road. The CBD of the British wizarding world appeared in his eyes.
There are countless shops on both sides of the long cobblestone street, many of which have crooked signs. The wizards on the street are bustling with people, and people are constantly appearing and disappearing, making crackling explosions.
In the distance, a snow-white house divides Diagonal Alley into two forks.
"Let's change the money first, and then buy the wand."
Along the way, Wayne's eyes never stopped, wandering between various stores. Professor McGonagall had seen this situation too many times, but he still couldn't help but smile.
Watching Wayne eagerly walk into Gringotts.
McGonagall thought back to the question he had just asked.
She always had a hunch that this little guy was not as obedient as he seemed.
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