NOVEL NEXT Chapter 6
As Hedwig's variations sounded in Shane's head, the Swinton family's day trip to Diagon Alley officially began.
Sean looked behind the arch with some excitement, and his childhood memories came flooding back to him.
Even after so many years and growing up, I still remember watching the movies at that time, Hagrid pushed open not only Harry's magic door, but also the dream door of children who believed that there was magic in the world.
The winding cobblestone road stretches from the arch to the end, and the bustling crowds crowd each other in the narrow streets.
Diagon Alley, many of them wear a topped hat on their heads, and wear burgundy, grey or blue plain robes, which are shirts or sweaters of the early 20th century with bow ties or ties on the collars.
However, it can be seen from this that there seems to be a considerable gap between the wizarding world and the ordinary world, and the development is completely out of sync.
Of course, there were also many people in the crowd like the Swinton family, dressed in modern ordinary clothes, and without exception, their eyes were full of curiosity and excitement.
On the other hand, there was a lot of noise, and the owls of all kinds hung on the signs of the owl shop were babbling owls, they were loyal companions and messengers, and many wizards liked to use owls as pets, except for those who were shy in their pockets, these little ones were not cheap at all.
On one side of the street, in front of a large glass display case outside the Quidditch boutique, a number of young wizards are gathered there, excitedly looking at the broomstick on display in the cabinet, the Light Wheel 2000.
The sparks scurrying outside the bouncing and frolicking magic joke shops keep passers-by dodging from time to time, as well as ravens and owls delivering letters and couriers in the sky.
All these things make the whole Diagon Alley full of magic that is different from modern steel and concrete.
"Sean!Sean!Look, what kind of animal is that, so beautiful, it can breathe fire?!" Arya was very excited, holding Shane's hand and jumping around and looking around, "And that, it's the first time I've seen a pumpkin head that can actually fly, and its eyes and mouth move, I'm going to buy one for Halloween." "
Shane looked in the direction of Arya's finger and saw that the fire-breathing animal resembled a large turtle with jewels on its back, trapped in a special glass case, with a flame coming out from behind its butt from time to time.
It's just that compared to Arya's curiosity, Shane doesn't care what kind of animal it is, he doesn't see too many similar monsters in Aslant, he just thinks about whether this thing can be eaten, whether it is delicious or not, ......
Arya was unusually excited, and the Swintons next to her were no better.
As a police officer, Mr. Wilson was amazed and always had a hint of judgment in his eyes, while Mrs. Julie was shocked with a slight hint of panic, and too many new things were constantly impacting her three views.
However, the most shocked of the few people was Rick, his small eyes were already wide, and he looked around with his mouth open, looking stupid, obviously his brain had temporarily shut down because of too many elements.
"Professor McGonagall, may I ask you, can all of these things be purchased in pounds sterling, or do they need to be exchanged for other currencies?" Wilson was the first to find himself in the New World.
He had just discovered that the people around him were not buying and selling paper pounds, but coin-like things.
"Unfortunately, Mr. Swinton, Muggle currency is not available in Diagon Alley, and we must go to Gringotts to exchange it for gold Galleons. Professor McGonagall pointed to a white building in the distance.
"Gringotts, if you can exchange money, it should be a bank in the wizarding world, and the gold galleon has a word "gold", is it made of gold?" Wilson heard Professor McGonagall's answer, and his heart fell into deep thought, there was no doubt that his occupational disease had been committed again.
"Now, then, Mr. Swinton, please stay, for it is inconvenient for me to take you with me later. Of course, you can also do your free, but be careful not to enter Tumbledown Alley, which is the territory of the Dark Wizards, which is very dangerous for Muggles, and there will be a street sign to warn you not to enter there before entering. Professor McGonagall said solemnly.
"Then, Mr. Dolea, please come with me, we must go to Gringotts first. "
"Well, I'll go first. Without a trace, Shane pulled Arya's hand away and stood on tiptoe to hug her.
"Wait a minute!" Borras suddenly stopped Shane, who was about to leave, and then took out a wad of pounds from his arms, "You take this, you don't have to worry about the money." "
Shane took it, and checked it in his hand, estimating that it was several thousand.
"Thank you, Uncle Wilson. Shane said with a grin.
"Come to us when we're done, right in that broken bar. "
"Okay, then I'll go!" Shane beckoned, turned and left with Professor McGonagall.
Shane and Professor McGonagall walked for less than a minute before they arrived at Gringotts, a three-story white marble building that slanted so much that it felt like it was going to collapse in the next second.
Gringotts has two gates.
The first door was a gleaming bronze gate, flanked by elven guards in scarlet and gold uniforms, who bowed to customers when they visited.
The second door is silver, and the following words are engraved on it: Come in, stranger, but beware of what will happen to you if you are greedy, and you will be punished with the severest punishment if you take it for nothing, so if you want to take from our underground vaults a treasure that has never belonged to you, you have been warned, O thief, that it is not a treasure but a bad retribution.
Shane glanced at it, feeling a little disapproving.
This passage is purely used to bluff people, and it also gives a very bad impression.
Shane said that if he were to be the president of Gringotts, he would follow Voldemort's example and put a curse on the uninvited thieves, and anyone who left Gringotts with wealth that did not belong to him would be sensed
Also, you don't pay attention to service when you open a bank, and you open the door to the customer with a threatening text, what do you want to do? No wonder people in the wizarding world hate goblins, and people like you to have ghosts!
A Quirrell, possessed by a half-dead Voldemort, could easily break into Gringotts and open the doors of the vault, and walk away unharmed.
Shane really couldn't figure out what the words on the silver door did other than attract hatred, and even he felt that this so-called warning reflected the elf's endless greed that would eventually eat itself.
Passing through the second silver gate, you enter the service hall of Gringotts.
It was a very spacious hall of golden marble, with about a hundred or so elves sitting behind long tall counters on either side of the hall.
Some of them were carefully registering their accounts in large ledgers, some were weighing the gold gallons piece by piece with their scales, and some were examining the gems over and over again with their eyepieces.
The huge white marble building is filled with an air of extravagance and greed.
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