The Magic of Holowarts

Chapter 3 Diagon Alley

The Leaky Cauldron is still full of the vicissitudes of the years, and the nostalgia is too deep.

The Leaky Cauldron is a dirty and small wizarding bar on the street in London. Although the bar is located in the downtown area, Muggles can't see it at all, only wizards can see it. The guests who come to the Leaky Cauldron are very complicated. Its future owner is Hannah Abbott, can you believe it?
"Dumbledore, you haven't been here for a long time."

The boss Tom greeted Dumbledore enthusiastically, and a few customers also saluted Dumbledore. Obviously, Dumbledore's status in the hearts of ordinary wizards was quite high at this time.

"Yeah, you know Tom, the headmaster's job is no easier than the professors'."

"Is this the freshman this year?"

Carl hurriedly greeted him. The owner Tom is not very good at running the bar, but his character is still good.

"Hi sir, I'm Carl Misnow, a freshman at Hogwarts this year"

"Welcome to the wizarding world, Mr. Carl."

"Tom, there are still many things to do today, let's talk about it next time."

"Of course, Professor, please feel free. And Mr. Carl, look forward to seeing you next time."

"Goodbye, Mr. Tom."

Walking on the streets of Diagon Alley, Dumbledore quietly observed the child beside him.

Many years ago, he also welcomed a new student in the same way. His name was Tom Riddle.

A few days ago, the name of this kid named Carl Misnow appeared and disappeared on the Hogwarts freshman list. He thought something was wrong, otherwise he, the headmaster, would not have made a trip in person. It's very busy.

According to at least a few days of observation, this child is not bad, caring, takes good care of his younger siblings, has a docile personality, and is not calm like an 11-year-old child, although he still doesn't understand some strange little habits .

Moreover, this child's magic power level is a bit too low compared to children of the same age, which is very unscientific.

Karl casually glanced at the magical products in the shop windows around him, and didn't continue to pay attention, because he didn't have the exuberant curiosity of children of the same age.

This kid is too calm about everything in Diagon Alley. You must know that there was no Muggle freshman who would not be interested in Diagon Alley shops before.

Dumbledore was curious what could interest the child.

"Mr. Carl doesn't like it?"

Carl was startled and forgot to pretend.

Dirty and narrow streets without street lights, wizards dressed in weird clothes everywhere, and strange buildings are at the level of cultural relics. Apart from magic, these people have lost their pursuit of transforming a better life.

After all, the use of magic keeps people from being busy with food problems. Of course, the food transformed by the Transfiguration spell cannot be eaten casually, and the consequences will be disastrous.

Then in a small circle, when the competition for the right to speak becomes the norm, the rest is predictable.

That is, Dumbledore, the white wizard, is still alive, and the rapid development of Muggle society has brought pressure to most pure-blood wizards who pay attention to Muggles. If you really have no scruples, how much turmoil can a wizard's destructive power cause? No one can tell.

Voldemort is a vivid example.

"No, Professor, I'm curious."

"Then why do you look like you're not interested?"

"Professor, you know that I am poor. The orphanage is not rich. Ms. Larina's money cannot be wasted. Knowing about items that are useless to me now will make me feel meaningless. When I make money later, I will Buy the things I am interested in and study slowly."

Professor Dumbledore's eyes reflected a blinding light.

He has noble morals, knows how to control his desires, and knows what he lacks. Being a wizard for the purpose of making money may be a bit...um...lack of style, but this is not a problem.

"What kind of person does Mr. Carl want to be in the future?"

"Professor, I want to retire early."

Dumbledore frowned. His beard was all white and he hadn't retired yet. He was thinking about how to kill Voldemort every day. This little guy wanted to retire so early? !

"No hobbies?"

"Does making more money count?"

"...Then what are your future ambitions?"

"... World peace! But I want to complete the small goals first."

This ambition has to be said to be great, but it is also very childish.

And who can blame the wishes of an 11-year-old?After all, he is a child, which is already very good.

"Very well, then Mr. Carl expects your wish to come true."

"I will, professor. After all, there are too many people in the family, and sometimes it is really hard."

After Carl finished speaking, his little brow frowned, causing Dumbledore to laugh out loud.

"Come on, let's go to Gringotts, the school will provide you with a student loan of 50 Galleons per year, and you can pay it off within 5 years after graduation. Hope this helps you."

Dumbledore patted Carl's head and said.

"Professor, I don't want to borrow money, I want to rely on my own ability."

"Very ambitious, but you are short of money now, aren't you?"

"But the money can't help my younger brothers and sisters. If I can't rely on my own ability, then what difference does the money have?"

"Very novel idea."

"Then, professor, does the school allow students to do a lot of small business?"

Dumbledore couldn't help but change his opinion of the child a little more.

"There is no such thing as prohibiting students from doing business in the school's school rules. Of course, I hope that students will focus more on their studies."

"Of course professor, learning makes me happy."

Walking up the stairs of Gringotts and entering the hall, two rows of strange-looking goblins with pointed ears are doing their calculations. They are short in stature, grayish-yellow in complexion, and black in eyes.

They have exceptionally long hands and feet, but relatively short legs.They are not much larger than a house-elf, but with round heads much larger than a human's.

Their IQs are actually very high, and they can cast spells without using wands. They also have their own language. Since goblins are good at metal processing, enchanting and casting magic currency, they operate the Gringotts Wizard Bank to a large extent. The economy of the wizarding world.

This is undoubtedly dangerous.

However, wizards think that goblins are low-level creatures, and no one will take their control of Gringotts seriously. From the perspective of wizards, goblins serve wizards. If you tell goblins that they have been performing weakening magic behind their backs If you don't follow the plan of the world, you will be regarded as a madman.

The stupidity of wizards is sometimes as simple as that. No wonder the GDP of the wizarding world cannot be raised. Most ordinary wizards have to live a life of frugality.

According to Carl, those idiots at the Ministry of Magic should all go to Azkaban for a long vacation.

Although he rejected Dumbledore's student loan, Carl still exchanged a total of 800 pounds of Galleons at Gringotts.

This undoubtedly made Dumbledore look sideways.

Among them, 500 pounds were earned by Karl through various methods under the eyes of Ms. Larina over the years, a total of 160 gold galleons, one galleon = 17 silver Sickles = 493 copper nats, calculated to galleons The purchasing power, which is undoubtedly a huge sum of money for Karl now.

Of course, it was nothing compared to the wealth left to him by Harry Potter's parents. His family's shampoo business was said to be very good, and it formed a monopoly. This may be the reason why Snape's hair style was not smooth all the year round.

He never used Potter's products.

According to consumption in the wizarding world, a cup of butterbeer only costs 11 nats, enough for Karl to drink for the rest of his life.

"Dumbledore, why did you bring the little wizard here?"

"Hello, Mrs. Malkin."

In Madam Malkin's robe store, Madam Malkin warmly greeted Dumbledore.

"There are a lot of new students enrolled this year, and the professors are a little too busy."

"Then you must be very happy. This is this year's freshman. Come on, kid, what's your name, let me measure your size, and make sure to make a robe that fits you."

With that said, Rakal walked inside.

"Hi Madam Malkin, my name is Carl, Carl Misnow."

"Okay Mr Carl, straighten your arms."

Carl did as he said, and a rubber ruler bounced over to measure Carl from head to toe.

"Mrs. Mojin, can you make the clothes bigger?"

"Oh? Boy, why is that, I think a well-fitting dress will make you look better and be more comfortable to wear."

Carl smiled sheepishly.

"The family is not rich, and younger brothers and sisters need more money. If the robes are made bigger, they can be worn longer."

Mrs. Malkin's eyes softened three points when she heard this.

"What a good boy, don't worry."

Dumbledore's smile felt a little deeper.

If it is an ordinary child, it would be embarrassing and difficult to speak, but Carl is different. The identity of the reborn makes him take these things lightly, and the discrimination against Muggle wizards in the wizarding world has always existed, if it is not to avoid some unnecessary troubles Well, he doesn't even plan to make new robes. If I remember correctly, there is a shop selling second-hand robes in Diagon Alley.

Under Mrs. Malkin's warm hospitality, Carl mixed a bag of snacks, plus a 8% discount. Mrs. Malkin rarely gives discounts to customers, but who can refuse an 11-year-old sensible and distressing child? ?
I ordered three robes and a pointed hat with a plain face. Fortunately, it is not a big problem to wear it for at least two years. I hope that the growth will be slower. If everything goes well, Karl can achieve the goal of freedom in robes within one year.

Accompanied by Dumbledore, I went to buy two second-hand tin pots of standard size, a set of second-hand brass scales, and a set of glass vials.

With Dumbledore around, second-hand quality is good.

The owl can use the school one, but the pet will not buy it. He is afraid that if he neglects to take care of it, he may not be able to die in the end. Maybe it will be a good choice to raise a tortoise in the future.

Carl didn't go into the shop selling owls and pets, and stared directly at the next mission shop.

That's the last, most important wand.

Ollivander, a famous staff maker in the magic world, originated in 382 AD.

All the famous wizard wands in the magic world are bought from his house, a proper arms dealer in the magic world.

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(End of this chapter)