some magical Hogwarts

Chapter 5 Come on, rob the bank!
Hagrid looked like a regular at the bar.

As soon as the three of them entered the door, the chattering stopped suddenly, and everyone smiled and waved at Hagrid.

Especially those old women who were sitting in the corner drinking sherry with small cups were more enthusiastic towards Hagrid.

One of them also handed Hagrid the long pipe in his hand, trying to get him to take a sip too.

Hagrid was entangled for a while before he could get free.

Sure, I didn't expect Hagrid to be a friend of middle-aged and elderly women!

The barkeeper, who looked like a flattened walnut, picked up a glass, wiped it, and asked, "Hagrid, would you like another glass?"

"No, Tom, I'm on a Hogwarts errand, so I can't drink."

Hagrid refused with a serious face, as if anyone who hindered his work was his enemy.

But a man in a top hat next to him squinted his cloudy eyes and asked in doubt, "Really? But when I came here in the morning, I saw you..."

"Ahem...I'm going to take William to Diagon Alley. Goodbye everyone." Hagrid hurriedly interrupted.

But before leaving, he still glanced at the boss Tom and asked, "Is that old Greek man still not back?"

Tom shrugged and said, "He hasn't been around since we had your drink this morning."

Hagrid was a little disappointed.

Across the bar, Hagrid led the two of them to a small patio surrounded by walls.There's nothing here but a trash can and some weeds.

Roy stopped in his tracks and couldn't help but ask, "Hagrid, you said you were delayed by something in the morning, so you're here to drink?"

Hagrid scratched his beard and said dryly, "Dear Roy, I can explain it!"

He coughed and said, "Look, I came to London from Hogwarts and walked such a long way. It's not too much to sit here and rest for a few minutes, right?"

Roy nodded: "It's reasonable."

Hagrid continued: "This is a bar, I can't sit still, I have to take care of Tom's business, so I bought a few glasses of eggnog to moisten my throat, isn't it too much?"

Roy raised his chin: "There are reasons."

"So you've had too much to drink?" William interrupted.

"No." Hagrid hesitated for a moment, glanced around, and whispered: "I was about to leave, but I ran into a Greek.

The Greek man chatted with me and said that he had a three-headed dog, but the three-headed dog eats too much and he can't afford it.

William, you don't know how rare and cute three-headed dogs are.

I can't just watch this little fluffy animal wandering the streets like this, and be sent to the Department of Management and Control of Magical Creatures..."

Hagrid lowered his head like a child who has made a mistake.

"Okay, we won't tell others." Roy comforted.

Hagrid smiled and said, "Thank you so much, Roy, you are really my best Muggle friend.

You can rest assured that William will be handed over to me. At Hogwarts, no one dares to bully him! "

Hagrid patted Roy on the shoulder with his huge palm, almost knocking him down.

"Hagrid, is the three-headed dog really that cute?" William couldn't help asking.

"really cute!"

With the sound of "sighting", an orange cat's head emerged from William's backpack, and Bobocha glanced at Hagrid suspiciously, as if he heard someone calling him handsome just now.

"You and that little guy will become good friends." Hagrid giggled twice, and patted Bobocha's head.

Bobocha let out a "meow" and poked his head back.

At this moment, in William's mind, the dog's head of the three silly sleds appeared inexplicably.

He started imagining a three-headed dog with Samoyed, Husky and Alaskan heads... that's really cute!
Hagrid counted the bricks above the dustbin, so tall that he had to bend over and poke his hips.

"Count up three dollars--and two dollars down--" he murmured. "Okay, stand back."

He tapped the wall three times with the head of his umbrella.

The brick he had knocked on vibrated and began to move, and a small hole appeared in the middle.

The opening got bigger and bigger, and soon there was an archway wide enough for Hagrid to pass before them, leading to a winding cobbled street with no end in sight.

"Welcome." Hagrid opened his arms and announced loudly, "Welcome to Diagon Alley."

They walked down the archway, the sun blinding the stack of pots outside the nearest store.

Hanging above the pot is a copper-brass-tin-plated-silver cauldron with a complete range of models, automatic stirring-foldable.

"Oh, William, you need to buy one," Hagrid glanced at the sky, "but the sun is going down soon, so we have to get the money first."

They came to a snow-white building standing high above the surrounding shops, and beside the shiny bronze gate, stood a figure in a scarlet and gold uniform—it was a dark face with wisdom, He has a pointed beard.

"That's the goblin I told you about," Hagrid whispered as they walked up the white stone steps towards the man.

Roy had another occupational disease. He couldn't help but look at the goblin's grinning mouth, as if he wanted to check his dental health.

William felt that he could not let his family come to Diagon Alley alone in the future.

Roy is okay, at most he can only look at other people's teeth, and mother Lyanna will probably take out a scalpel from her pocket on the spot to dissect to see the differences between species.

As for Annie, there is a high probability that she will treat the goblin as a pet and ask to buy it back.

Oh my God, what a weird family this is, William suddenly realized that he was the only normal person!

He didn't have so many strange thoughts, at most... he had the idea of ​​robbery.

William stood in front of the second door of Gringotts, his figure half shrouded in sunlight and half shrouded in shadow.

On the two doors in front of him, the following words were engraved: Come in, stranger, but be careful what will happen to you if you are greedy, you will be punished blindly, and you will receive the most severe punishment. Take a treasure that never belonged to you, thief, you have been warned, be careful not to bring treasure, but evil reward.

For some reason, at this moment, looking at those lines of words, William really had the idea of ​​robbing Gringotts.

Well, in his previous life, when he saw those cash trucks, he would have the same urge.

But the soldiers with live ammunition will always extinguish his desire in the shortest possible time.

Wouldn't there be such a strong defense here?

William looked up at Hagrid, and asked in a low voice, "Hagrid, is the defense here strong?"

Hagrid nodded: "Of course, this is the safest place in the wizarding world besides Hogwarts."

"How?" William raised his eyebrows.

Hagrid bent down, and said in a fiery tone that William had never heard before, mysteriously: "Under here...there are dragons!"

"dragon?"

There was light in Hagrid's eyes, and he said enviously, "Yes, I really want to raise one, and I'm willing to give everything for it!"

Hagrid immediately discouraged: "However, 20 years after the "International Statute of Secrecy" was promulgated, in order to promote this bill, the Wizards Conference officially passed a bill banning dragon breeding.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I dare say, this is the stupidest decision the International Federation of Wizards has ever made!"

Hagrid's description gave William the most intuitive picture.

The most important thing is that Dragon Mother's big black dragon Drogon appeared in his mind... If the magic world is also such a forceful dragon, he doesn't think he has the possibility of robbery.

Well, William's desire was extinguished again, this time it was Hagrid's spittle.

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(End of this chapter)