Douluo: Huo Yuhao of the clone style

Chapter 255, In Diagon Alley

Compared to the tense outside, the atmosphere in the chat group is very relaxed.

The group members were obviously more concerned about Aunt Petunia's reaction rather than the twisted Snape.

Daily: It seems that Penny really cares about you.

TV University: It feels like family.

Harley: Of course, I am a time traveler after all, I can't end up like the people in the original book, right?

If she ends up looking like Harry in the original novel, wouldn’t it be a waste of her time traveling through time?
Type-Moon: This kind of confidence gives me a sense of déjà vu.

Daily: Indeed.

Douluo: Illusion.

Douluo: Harry, what are your plans for the future?
Although Huo Yuhao made this post with the intention of changing the subject, he did have some immature suggestions.

Harry: Study hard, and then get rid of Voldemort.

Douluo: What happens after that?

Hallie: After that? You mean after graduation?

Harry really hadn't thought much about this aspect.

After all, the wealth accumulated by the Potter family is enough for her to live a life of idleness and waiting for death.

Of course, this cannot be told to the group members explicitly.

Harry: Come to think of it, I was wondering if I should invest in a fund or something to earn some currency from the ordinary world.

Harry: After all, the Dursleys are just ordinary middle-class people, not particularly rich.

Douluo:......

Halle: What's wrong?

Douluo: Your requirements are quite low.

Food Wars: So, what do you think?
Nikaidou asked the question for Harley.

Douluo: Are you interested in running for prime minister?
Huo Yuhao typed this sentence.

Harley:!?

Harry looked very confused.

This was clearly a magic set, why did it turn into a political drama?
Of course, just because Harry is confused doesn't mean that everyone else is confused.

In fact, although these people did not fully support Huo Yuhao's ideas, they at least watched the fun and enjoyed the trouble.

Food Wars: What a genius idea.

Daily: Having ideas.

Type Moon: It has to be you.

Terra: Huck can sit in the prime minister's position, so why can't our Harley sit in it?

Daily life: They are all named “Ha”.

Halle: God damn.

Harley couldn't help but complain.

Hallie: And the Prime Minister in my world isn't Jim Hack?
Terra: That’s about it.

TVU: In short, it’s time to make Dai Ying great again.

Olga, an orthodox Ami, is making trouble here.

Douluo: Hold high the Queen's flag, raise the slogan of clearing the court, use iron-fisted means to reshape Britain and restore its former glory.

Douluo: How about this script?
Food Wars: How can I manage the British Empire with these insects?

Nikaidou took it upon himself to act as the supporting actor.

Type-Moon: Next episode: The Iron Chancellor (crossed out) Prime Minister Harry Potter has decided to run for election!
TVU: Facing the increasingly decadent British Empire, Harley said...

Halle: Wait, how did you decide to run for election?

Tyra: You don't like being the Prime Minister? Maybe you'd rather be the Queen of England?

Type-Moon: It’s not that there is no solution.

Type-Moon: Find someone with royal blood, have a fake marriage with him, and then make up some kind of drowning succession law to put him on the throne.

Daily: The rest is easy.

Food Wars: If you can’t accept a fake marriage, you can use some more brutal methods.

Terra: Are you still worried about your people rebelling?

Food Wars: Are you still confused about how to get to the top?

Nikaidou took over instantly.

Terra: Highly recommended to you, Thought Stamp.

Douluo: A way of ruling that is more suitable for the physique of evil villain babies.

Terra: Thank you, I feel hurt.

Daily: It’s okay. Doesn’t Russia often play the villain in Ami’s works?
Daily: This position is perfect for you.

TVU: I heard someone calling for the great world police.

That’s right, please help us, Uncle Tom.

Type-Moon: I think it should be Uncle Sam...

Food Wars: About the same, about the same.

Food Wars: Uncle Tom, it's time to free Ursus from the evil wizard.

TVU: I can’t hear it.

Douluo: Report—Oil was discovered in Ursus.

TV University: There’s really nothing we can do, so let me help you.

Open University: clang clang clang!

Open University: A perfect team consisting of a white leader, a black complainer, an Asian technician and a beautiful vase.

Radio and Television University: Now let us go and save the poor civilians of Ursus.

Terra: ...

Terra: You guys are still acting, right?
TV University: There’s nothing I can do. It’s too boring to be in SHIELD.

After all, there are people coming and going around the Cosmic Cube, and the superhero Hawkeye is watching it.

Even if Olga was invisible, she didn't dare to go too far, and she couldn't touch mobile phones or game consoles.

So I can only relieve boredom through chat groups.

Douluo: You haven’t finished yet?
Open University: It’s almost done, it will be done in a few days.

Halle: Don't miss the Allfire.

Harry thought he had gotten over the subject.

TVU: Don’t worry, it will take some time before it’s Sam’s turn to sell glasses.

TVU: By the way, what have you thought about our suggestions?

Halle: What?
Open University: Prime Minister or Queen?
Harley: ...

Douluo: So what are you resisting?

Harry: It's not about resistance, but why should I be prime minister?
Terra: If power is not in the hands of the right people, then it will flow to the wrong people.

Halle: Do you think I'm suitable?
Douluo: What's wrong?
Douluo: Our group has three and a half capitalists and one feudal emperor, which is enough to serve as advisers.

Food Wars: There is another one.

Open University: When the staff cannot solve the problem, let Brother Gua find a more powerful solution.

Harley: Actually, I think the configuration in the group is already powerful enough.

Daily life: The most important thing is, you can’t be trapped in the small wizarding world, right?

There is a strange law in the wizarding world of Harry's world, which is that wizards cannot cast spells in front of ordinary people.

If you say that ordinary people out there are ridiculously strong and can pin wizards to the ground and beat them, then there's no problem in hiding.

However, this world has no other supernatural powers except wizards, and the level of technology is quite average.

Although the wizards cannot be said to have an absolute advantage, at least they will not be at a disadvantage.

And they won't be like the Type-Moon world, where if more people know about it, the power of magic will be weakened.

Izumi just couldn't understand why they were hiding.

Type-Moon: Do big things, Harley, do big things.

Halle: I suspect you guys just want to make me laugh.

Of course, having said that, Harry did show a little interest.

After all, only by doing something great can you prove that you have not come to this world in vain.

The seed of becoming prime minister was planted in Harry's heart.

……

After Hagrid and Snape were driven away, the next person to come was the elderly cat lady, Professor McGonagall.

——He is the resident guide of Harry Potter fan fiction.

Aunt Petunia finally relaxed when she saw that it was a female professor who came.

She took Professor McGonagall aside and talked to her for a long time, emphasizing to her how terrible Snape was.

At first Professor McGonagall didn't quite believe it, but after Lily was mentioned, she had to start to doubt Snape.

"Don't worry, Penny, I will protect Harry."

Before leaving, Professor McGonagall promised, "Remember to tell Dumbledore to fire Snape immediately."

Penny couldn't imagine that such a person could be a professor in the college.

"I try my best."

This was the only answer Professor McGonagall could give.

Snape is the head of Slytherin after all, he can't be expelled so easily.

Aunt Petunia was not very satisfied with the answer, but she had no other choice but to believe McGonagall.

"Miss Potter, let's go."

Professor McGonagall took Harry's hand.

After saying goodbye to her uncle and his family, Harry followed the professor and left the Dursley house.

Prepare to head to Diagon Alley, the largest wizarding trading spot in Britain.

However, Professor McGonagall did not use the common means of transportation in the wizarding world this time.

Instead, he took Harry on a journey in the Muggle (ordinary people) way.

This is easy to understand. Normally speaking, Harry would have to go to Diagon Alley on his own for the next seven years.

Underage wizards are not allowed to cast spells outside of school.

After a while, they arrived at the door of a somewhat dirty bar on the streets of London.

The bar was between a bookstore and a record store, but no one passing by noticed it.

"The Leaky Cauldron, the only way to enter Diagon Alley."

Professor McGonagall said to Harry.

Then she pushed the door open and entered the bar with Harry.

Although Harley did not introduce herself, she instantly attracted everyone's attention.

——Long skirt, short boots, wide-brimmed hat, neatly-tied waist-length hair that is incredibly smooth, and a cross on the wrist.

This is quite eye-catching among the group of wizards who all wear robes.

"Malfoy from the Muggle world?"

Harley even heard such a sound.

Of course, the voice caught Professor McGonagall's attention, and she looked around with an extremely serious expression.

"Who is this……"

She was about to speak but was stopped by Harley.

"Professor, don't say that."

Harley looked up and stared at Professor Catmooch.

“I don’t want to be watched like a monkey in a zoo.”

Professor McGonagall opened her mouth.

She was somewhat happy that Harry was not attracted by fame and fortune, but she was also somewhat regretful that Harry did not enjoy them.

So she could only glare at the people in the bar with dissatisfaction.

For the sake of this legendary master of Transfiguration, no one dared to gossip.

Professor McGonagall then took Harry to the bar counter.

"Professor McGonagall, another new student?"

the bar owner asked.

"Yes, Tom."

Professor McGonagall led Harry around the bar.

"Count three up and two across. Remember that."

In the patio behind the bar, Professor McGonagall drew out her wand and tapped the wall.

In an instant, the bricks moved like flowing water, and the original wall became a spacious archway.

The archway led to a cobblestone alley, where countless wizards came and went, busy with their own affairs.

On both sides were various shops, selling crucibles, telescopes, and broomsticks...Harry couldn't help but feel like he was on a pilgrimage.

"Welcome to Diagon Alley."

Professor McGonagall turned to Harry and said.

The wizarding world officially opened its doors to Harry and the onlookers in the chat group.

……

Magic is magical, but the magical world is real.

So, the first thing Harry did when she entered Diagon Alley was to go to the wizarding bank, Gringotts, to withdraw money.

In other words, to inherit the legacy left by my father.

Led by a member of Gringotts, whose name means goblin but who actually looks similar to a goblin.

Harley takes a torturous minecar ride on the Underground Railroad.

After a journey that tormented her brain and stomach and had to be relieved by using qi and blood, Harry finally arrived at the door of the Potter family's vault.

After the goblin opened the door of the vault for Harry, a small mountain of gold coins, silver bars and copper coins was revealed.

Harley stepped straight in and unceremoniously took out a huge bag to start sweeping.

"Miss Porter, you don't need that much in one term."

Professor McGonagall couldn't help but say.

"Professor, do you still want to ride that thing twice a year?"

Harry turned around and asked back.

It’s a far more complicated and longer ride than a roller coaster, and you can only sit in a simple mine car.

The thought of having to sit on this again when she returned home made her feel genuinely sick.

Of course, this is only part of the reason.

Another reason is that these people in the group are like fans visiting a peripheral store, and they want her to buy everything.

Therefore, Harry planned to go to Diagon Alley again after the professor left and conduct a thorough sweep.

Of course, I have to take more this time, otherwise I will have to ride the mine cart again.

"you're right."

Professor McGonagall would think of the bumpy ride and couldn't help but agree.

She pulled out a plain pocket.

"Use this one. It has been cast with a space extension spell, so it has a larger space."

A little more hidden too.

A bag half the size of a person, filled with money, is simply an invitation to criminals.

"No need."

Harley threw the packaged money into the chat group space.

I originally wanted to hide from the professor, but forget it. There are so many wonderful things in the magical world, so this one thing doesn’t matter.

"This is?"

Professor McGonagall asked in surprise.

The fairy next to him showed an expression of disbelief.

"Portable storage space, don't you have any?"

Harry answered naturally.

It’s as if we are not talking about storage space, but about eating and drinking water.

"I do want to have it, but unfortunately, this should be your own special talent, Miss Potter."

That was the only answer Professor McGonagall could give.

"So this isn't something every wizard has?"

Harry had a look of surprise on his face.

Take that, Professor McGonagall, this is the superb acting skill she has honed after playing the role of a good child in school for who knows how many years.

"Not really."

Professor McGonagall didn't know how to answer.

It should have been me who took Harry to experience the magical world.

"……Oh."

Harley's timely performance showed only a hint of regret.

Professor McGonagall always felt that she had ruined her child's beautiful dream.

Finally, after packing up enough gold Galleons for Harry to use until he graduated from Hogwarts (Professor McGonagall), they left Gringotts.

Then I took the list that came with the admission letter and bought it.

Crucibles, potion ingredients, customized school uniforms, textbooks...

Probably because she arrived at the wrong time, this time Harry did not meet Malfoy, who was nicknamed "Drag Guy", in the robe shop.

This makes the group members feel very regretful.

But there’s no other way. I can’t just stay in the robe shop forever, right?
Anyway, everything went well for Harley, and there was only one last thing left to buy.

That is the essential equipment for wizards, the magic wand.

(End of this chapter)