Train to Another World

Chapter 452 Diagon Alley

Noticing that everyone had entered the Leaky Cauldron, McGonagall said to Hagrid, "I'm going to take the freshmen to buy school supplies. Excuse me."

Hagrid also saw a group of people waiting for McGonagall at the back, and his eyes lit up immediately: "Oh, it happens, I'm also taking little Harry to buy school supplies this time, why don't we go together?"

McGonagall thought about it and nodded: "Okay."

McGonagall knew Hagrid's thoughts very well. Looking at Harry Potter's timid expression, if he could meet a few peers in the magic world before entering school, he would be a little more relaxed.

Li Zhuoguang didn't pay attention to their conversation, but looked at a turbaned man drinking in the corner. If he remembered correctly, it was Quirrell who was possessed by Voldemort.

Li Zhuoguang's fingers wandered on the gourd, wondering if he should just chop him off here. Anyway, no matter how powerful his magic was, he didn't show super strong physique and reaction ability in the original book.

If he rushed to him at full speed and chopped him with the red light, he should be able to kill him. Then, Li Zhuoguang dispelled this idea. He had dreamed of going to Hogwarts since he was a child. If he killed Quirrell here, this opportunity would probably be gone. He had to be patient for now.

Suddenly, Li Zhuoguang felt like a wall was blocking him. He looked up and saw a big face with a friendly smile: "Little guy, are you also a freshman this year?"

"I'm twelve years old this year, so I should be considered a transfer student."

McGreg corrected: "Mr. Li, you will be a freshman this year with Miss Po. Although freshmen usually receive admission letters at the age of eleven, little wizards born after September will be delayed by one year, so many little wizards are already twelve years old when they enter the school."

Hagrid pushed Harry, who was hiding behind him, forward: "He is Harry Potter, and he is also a freshman this year. You may become friends."

The wizards around were happy to see Harry Potter make friends with people of the same age, but they found that Li Zhuoguang and his group had indifferent expressions when they heard Harry Potter's name, and looked at Li Zhuoguang and Pojun's oriental faces.

Someone introduced him kindly: "He is our savior. He ended that man's rule eleven years ago."

William raised his eyebrows: "Wasn't he just born eleven years ago? And that person, who is that person, some hateful noble lord?"

The wizards around looked at William in surprise. Although Voldemort only harmed the British Isles, his name was not unknown to foreigners. Have these people always lived in the Far East?

Someone explained: "The name of that person is unspeakable, but he killed a lot of people during his active period. And our savior did end that person's rule when he was born."

William glanced and stopped asking. Through the descriptions of others, he at least knew that the so-called "that person" was considered a strong man here, and it was unreasonable for a newborn baby to defeat a long-established strong man.

So William regarded this news as a hype by someone with ulterior motives. He had seen a lot of such means in his original world. He glanced at the timid, skinny Harry, who looked like a puppet.

Pojun was a little curious and asked, "How many people did he kill?"

This question stumped people. Although the Ministry of Magic had announced the number of victims, Voldemort did not kill them alone. So the enthusiastic wizard could only make a rough estimate and said, "About a hundred people."

Pojun was surprised and said, "That's not even 200? Not yet... um... um!"

Xiong Facai covered her mouth with his hand: "This is comparable to the population of the area where we live."

Most of the wizards present had drunk wine, and Xiong Facai covered his mouth quickly, so the wizards nearby did not hear what Pojun said clearly. Only Quirrell, who was sitting in the corner, kept watching this side silently.

Everyone came to the backyard of the Leaky Cauldron, and Mag introduced the trick to enter Diagon Alley. Li Zhuoguang jumped up and lay on the brick wall. He looked at the people coming and going in Diagon Alley behind the brick wall.

It seems that this is really just a wall, not a space portal, so Li Zhuoguang wondered: "This wall is so low, if you don't know the location of the special bricks, can't you just climb over it?"

"...We usually don't do this."

Li Zhuoguang asked the question he had when he was reading: "Generally, Muggles can't enter the Leaky Cauldron. I can see that there are many wizards on that street, proving that the location of the bricks is not a secret. What is the value of a combination lock that everyone knows the password to?"

McGreg was stunned. In her long teaching career, she really didn't meet a little wizard who would ask this question: "Diagon Alley has a history of many years. This wall was set up at the beginning of its birth. The situation at that time may not be the same as it is now.

Although the times have changed now, this wall has been preserved to this day."

Li Zhuoguang nodded: "I understand, isn't it just conservative... um... um!"

Xiong Facai made another move: "This is really a sense of ritual. The person who decided to preserve this wall is really ingenious."

McGreg smiled and looked at Li Zhuoguang and Pojun. She had a feeling that these two freshmen would most likely enter her college. She glanced at Harry Potter, who was following Hagrid closely. She was not so sure about him.

Everyone walked into Diagon Alley. The first stop was Gringotts. After all, Hagrid was going to get something, Harry was going to receive the vault, and Li Zhuoguang and his group were going to exchange Galleons.

Walking on the road, Harry Potter mustered up the courage to come to Li Zhuoguang and Pojun and asked, "Are your parents wizards?"

Li Zhuoguang shook his head: "No."

Pojun thought for a while: "I haven't seen my parents, but they shouldn't be either."

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Harry didn't expect to meet a person of the same age as him here, and he felt a little more intimate: "I haven't seen my parents either. I was adopted by my uncle and aunt when I was young."

"I was raised by Grandpa Runsheng and his family, and then I followed Brother Li and his family."

Harry glanced at Li Zhuoguang, who lied: "She is my distant cousin. After we met her, we took care of her."

Harry envied: "You are so lucky. Your grandfather is still alive, and your relatives also take good care of you."

Pojun was about to explain, but Li Zhuoguang patted her and whispered: "This is how machine translation works, don't worry about it."

Pojun nodded, then asked: "Are your relatives not good to you?"

Harry shook his head: "No."

Pojun asked quickly: "Do they not let you eat enough and beat you, or throw you into the front line without even giving you basic equipment?"

Harry: "???"

Pojun looked Harry up and down for a while, and saw that he was white and clean, thin and small, but he didn't look like he didn't have enough food. Except for the forehead, there was no scar on the exposed skin. Maybe she guessed wrong.

Then she thought of a possibility: "Did they sell you to Xiang Gu... Uh... Uh!"

Brother Fa Cai felt as if he was still at home. He was so tired that he needed to drink two glasses of honey water to recover.