My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Chapter 34 Diagon Alley Revisited

"Nar, wake up!"

The vague shout in his ears woke Nelson from his sleep. As soon as the two of them sat down, the magic bus entered a kind of rushing to the right. Nelson leaned his forehead against the window and sighed. Taking a sip of the hot cocoa that was miraculously unspoiled even while driving at a high speed, I looked at the rapidly receding scene on both sides - a street like a revolving lantern, flashing bright windows, dodging post boxes and street lights to avoid buses And the pedestrians who hurriedly looked at the rampant behemoth like nothing.This kind of wobbly driving not only makes people irritable, but also makes some sensitive people dizzy and sleepy.

Nelson opened his eyes, rubbed his swollen eyes, and turned his head to see Tom sitting beside him with two glasses in his hands.

"Thank you..." He straightened up weakly, leaned back in his chair and looked out the window, the sky was already dark, "Where are we?"

"I don't know. It's too fast to see clearly, but the conductor said it's coming soon." Tom raised the cup in his left hand, "Your cocoa, you look thirsty, do you want a drink? It's still hot. "

"Ah, okay." Nelson felt his mouth dry at this time, and reached out to take the cup and put it close to his mouth, thinking that Tom had been holding it for a long time after he fell asleep, "I'm sorry, I fell asleep without realizing it. , thank you for taking the cup."

"It didn't take long," Tom said, clinking his glass. "Look, it's still hot."

Nelson gulps down the cocoa from the cup. He feels that the reason for his dry mouth may be that he drank this high-sugar drink before going to bed. At this moment, he feels like drinking poison to quench his thirst. Looking at the empty bottom of the cup, he turned his head again. Lean on the car window.

Christmas has passed, and the highly developed capitalism has also plunged the city of London into a fast-paced anxiety. On the second day of the official holiday, most factories have resumed work. It is now seven in the morning and the sun is shining. It has not fully emerged yet, but judging from the sky and the smoke stacks billowing in the distance, many factories have been in operation for a while.

"It looks like it's a foggy day again today." He looked at the white sky in the distance, and it was difficult for the rising sun to penetrate the twilight that shrouded the city. No matter it was morning, noon or night, it looked like dusk, and he also It is not clear whether the fog or haze lingering in people's minds on the streets.

"Not one day." Tom agreed.

Sitting on the second floor of the Knights Bus, Nelson could look down on the pedestrians, all of them wrapped tightly in old gray cotton coats, hats and scarves, an umbrella under their arm, and so on. Depression?Not really, those who wrote the wonderful chapters were sleeping, or drinking cocoa in the dining room.

"Sir, do you need water?" The young conductor suddenly appeared in front of them like an apparition, and he stood aside holding two glasses of water with his wand, "Water is our free service, but if you pay One Sickle, you can get a fully automatic toothbrush and a towel, you can go to the rear of the car to wash up. It takes about 10 minutes to reach Diagon Alley, drink this glass of water and wash your face, and you are ready to get off the car. "

"Okay." Nelson looked at Tom, shrugged, and handed out the empty glass and two silver coins.

……

"This money is really good." Tom stomped on the ground after getting out of the car, and the two looked very energetic.

"Fortunately, it's a service industry, after all." Nelson looked around, and because of the need to avoid Muggles, Knight Buses couldn't stop at the door of the Leaky Cauldron during the day, so they made a big circle to the real Diagon Alley. "I used to walk around the block where the Leaky Cauldron is located, and there is absolutely no way there can be an alley like this, let alone Knockturn Alley next to it. I suspect we walked past the wall of the Leaky Cauldron. , maybe through a process akin to touching a door key or going through a Floo network."

"Maybe, but what does this have to do with us?"

"It is."

Different from the similarities, seriousness and tension on the streets of London, Diagon Alley is lined with all kinds of strange wizards and various shops. It will be interesting in the environment.The sky above is clear and blue, and it can be seen that it is far away from London. The residential area opposite the alley is full of wizards in wizard robes. It looks like a wizarding community. Several old men wear sports clothes and seem to be from the Napoleonic era. The handed down stockings ran in the morning on the street, and when they passed by, they turned their heads and threatened them.

"Hey! Boys, what are you doing standing there, you have to move, or you will regret it when you reach my age!"

"What are they?" Tom asked, bewildered, after the old men ran by. "What are they wearing? What are they doing?"

"..." Nelson tried his best not to think about the scene just now, "Let's go."

Diagon Alley became lively early in the morning. Vendors with wooden boxes were selling on the streets, strange people in cloaks were running around in front of pedestrians, and an old witch who set up a stall was even selling herself to the two of them. amulet.

"Two little brothers, do you want to see this amulet made by Merlin himself? It can effectively repel werewolves and vampires. I don't want much, just [-]!"

"You'd better sell it to Bella Swan!" Nelson shouted at him, turning his head and whispering to Tom, "Can't she see that the stall next to him is a vampire?"

The old witch who set up the stall stood up and asked who Bella Swan was, but unfortunately the two of them had already disappeared in the crowd.

"Uh... to be honest, I didn't see it either."

"Oh, you probably didn't see that," Nelson explained to Tom, seeing that Tom was a little embarrassed. "The difference between a vampire and a wizard is very small, but if you look closely, you can see that there are a few—"

"Okay, okay," Tom quickly changed the subject, pointing to a tall woman with a bird cage across the street, "do you think that woman looks like Mrs. Cole?"

"Oh... God, it's really similar." Nelson looked at it for a while and saw that the two had reached the door of a pet store, "Let's go and see, buy you a toad or something."

Tom didn't look like he wanted to step through the door of the pet store: "I don't—"

"Hey! You two! It's not a good habit to talk about her looks behind other people's backs." A displeased-sounding female voice remembered behind them, and Nelson turned to see the tall, slender woman with a birdcage standing there Behind them, she wears a purple top hat, her black hair is firmly tied into a ponytail, her eyebrows are straight and slanted upward, and her black eyes are domineering. Her facial features are extremely three-dimensional, and her cheekbones and nose bridge are especially high. It's easy to make people look mean with facial features, but putting it on her face will only show that this is a resolute person-in fact, she is indeed resolute, as can be seen from her crossing the street to ask for guilt, Nelson even suspects the next In a second she would pull out her wand and slap him and Tom, "By the way, who is Mrs Cole?"

"Sorry, ma'am!" Nelson saw that the corner of the black cloth covering the birdcage was lifted by the wind, and it turned out to be a vulture inside. People who can play with this kind of bird are generally not good stubble, and his desire to survive burst out. Come out, "Mrs. Cole is a famous beauty in our place, isn't she, Tom."

"Yes." Tom looked indifferent, and even saw that the person was a little eager to try, and he had the momentum to take out his wand and fight.

"Okay." She nodded and looked at the two of them, "You are Hogwarts students, right?"

Just as Nelson was about to answer, her eyes suddenly burst out with the joy of finding a treasure, and looked at Nelson with scrutiny eyes, "You are that! That...Nar Williams!"

"My name is Nelson Williams, are you our senior?" He didn't remember knowing such a person.

"It's almost the same, my name is Augusta, I know you, are you that Minerva's little friend?" she said to herself, "That's right, I always said she couldn't talk to Muggles. in love."

"Well, let me interrupt." Tom interrupted, not knowing what the man was talking about, "Are you talking about Minerva McGonagall from Gryffindor?"

"Yeah, I often see them together."

"It was just learning Transfiguration," Nelson explained.

"Does it make any difference?" Augusta's mind seemed to have gone wrong.

"With all due respect, if Nelson Williams and Minerva McGonagall could get together, I wouldn't be surprised if Nal suddenly married Professor Armando Dippet tomorrow." The idea was amused, and I couldn't help laughing.

"Sorry, senpai, we still have something to do, so let's go first." Nelson, who couldn't stand being arranged by the two, pulled Tom away, "I'll ask you for advice when school starts!"

"Okay, I'm going to find Minerva too, goodbye." Augusta shrugged and joined the crowd.

……

"What time does that person arrive?" Tom and Neil had walked halfway around the street and were sitting in Sheldon's cold drink shop to eat, and their feet were full of purchased items that could not be mailed. Sheldon launched the season. The hot drink is still full of people, so it's still crowded, "I really don't know, is it so difficult to take the train to London, find a hotel to sleep for the night, and then take the train to Hogwarts? And he also knows where Diagon Alley is, Do you really need someone to pick you up?"

"It's really unnecessary, is that what Albus told you? He always likes to pick and choose people who are mentally handicapped." A man in a khaki coat and leather boots covered in mud Sitting next to them, Nelson looked up and saw his dusty and tired face, the stubble that had not been taken care of for a long time, and the messy chestnut hair on the top of his head, "You are Nelson, right? Did you bring something?"

(End of this chapter)