Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts.

After watching the night view outside the window for a while, Les found a bed by the stairs and lay down, while Lupet chose the bed opposite him.

Lupet lay on the bed and closed the bed curtains. There was a rustling sound, and then the bed curtain lifted a corner, the boots that were taken off were placed under the bed, and the robe was hung on the hook at the head of the bed.

After a while, Lupet's voice rang: "Sir, have you not had any contact or communication with the outside world for a long time?"

"Yes." Lys, who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, replied to her question.

"Then who are you?" Lupet couldn't restrain her inner curiosity. She wanted to know the origin of the adult she was following.

"You're just a remnant of the old era, how did you become a werewolf?" In order to prevent Lupet from continuing to ask questions, Rice took the initiative to change the topic.

Lupet was silent for two seconds, and then told Les that he had been attacked by a werewolf when he was a child. Although he was lucky enough to survive, he was still infected and became a werewolf.

Ok? !

Les opened his eyes instantly. He thought Lupet was accidentally bitten by a werewolf as an adult and was infected, but it turned out that he turned into a werewolf since he was a child? So why did she get a wand and become a wizard? This is so confusing.

"When I was eleven years old, I received the admission notice to Hogwarts. I was also surprised, but Hogwarts, or Professor Dumbledore, will always give people like us a chance."

"Ah, that's right," Rice sighed: "I guess this Professor Dumbledore must not be from Slytherin House."

"Yes, he's a Gryffindor."

The carriage fell into silence, and there was no words all night.

When the sun rose from the horizon again, the Knight Bus came to a sudden stop in front of a shabby little bar. After their heads came into close contact with the metal bedrail, Les and Lupert jumped out of sleep together. Wake up.

The humble bar in front of you is called the Leaky Cauldron, which is the entrance to Diagon Alley in the wizarding world.

Rupert rubbed his head and jumped down from the steps of the car, leading Les into the Leaky Cauldron.

Dirty and shabby.

This was Les's first impression of the Leaky Cauldron. The bar was dark and dark, with suspicious black marks on the floor. There were not many customers in the bar. There were only a few old ladies sitting in the corner, drinking sherry and chatting with the bar owner. chat.

As soon as they entered the door, the chatter suddenly stopped. After looking back at the two of them, they began to continue their chat.

"It may be a little dirty, but the safety here is unquestionable. It is very suitable for a short rest." Lupet quickly introduced Les to the Leaky Cauldron Bar in a very low voice, directly changing his impression of this place. impression.

As a wizard who has experienced the most turbulent and chaotic era in the wizarding world, Les understands the importance of "safety" very well.

Rupert led Les across the bar to a small patio surrounded by walls, with only a trash can and some weeds. Just when she was about to tell Les the secret to entering Diagon Alley, Les took a step forward, took out his wand and lit it on the correct brick.

"How did you-?"

"Find the 'core' of this magic mechanism? The flow of magic will leave traces on the medium. All the magic will meet on this brick. You can tell it at a glance." Les glanced at Lu with curiosity. Pat, "Since you went to Hogwarts, how come you don't even know this? This is a very basic course."

"Professors have never taught me." Lupet said with a guilty conscience.

Les frowned: The teaching content of Hogwarts seems to have changed a lot? I don’t know if it’s good or bad.

Out of the simple thought of "things are moving forward", Rice chose to believe in the wisdom of future generations and believed that they could find better teaching content.

While the two were chatting, the brick that Les had knocked began to move, and a hole appeared in front of them. The hole became bigger and bigger, and soon a wide archway appeared in front of them. At the end of the archway was a winding Winding, cobbled streets.

This is Diagon Alley.

After setting foot on the land of Diagon Alley, Rice took a look at this bustling alley and was convinced that this was the busiest gathering place for wizards he had ever seen.

Shops stacked with a dazzling array of goods stretch as far as the eye can see. The alleys are crowded with people, and the sounds of vendors and customers bargaining are endless.

Next to the entrance of the alley is a shop selling crucibles. The sign at the door of the shop reads: [Automatic stirring - copper - brass - tin plating - silver cauldron, complete models, foldable. 】

Les was momentarily moved. He really needed a crucible that could stir automatically.

However, considering the poor financial situation of the two of them, Les felt that he should change some money first. He also knew that the currency of thousands of years ago must be unable to circulate now, and he had to first exchange it for the galleons used by wizards today. OK.

After telling Rupert what he thought, Rupert suggested that he go to Gringotts.

"Gringotts, wizard, bank?" Les could understand these words, but when combined together, it was a bit confusing.

Goblin, wizard, bench or river bank? What the hell is all this?

"Gringotts is the only wizarding bank here. It is opened by goblins. You can save money and keep valuables. You can also exchange Muggle money for magical currency. You can also sell any valuables you have to them - —But once you sell it, you basically can’t get it back.”

"If you want to sell that kind of item, I suggest you go to Knockturn Alley. After all, Gringotts is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic and cannot openly acquire magic items related to black magic." Rupert considered The owner’s background was added.

"Oh, it's like a bench merchant!" Rupert explained, and Les immediately understood what the so-called bank did.

The bench merchant mentioned by Rice was an institution specializing in money business that appeared in Italy in the early 11th century. At that time, Italian business was increasingly prosperous, and Venice and Genoa became the trade centers of Europe. Stimulated by trade, many merchants specialized in currency exchange and small loans were born. These merchants would sit on benches in the market center to conduct transactions, so they were called "bench traders", and the word "bench traders" became the etymology of the word "bank".

As for what Lupet added later, Les could understand it. As early as the era when he lived, black magic was a symbol of evil. Even his three friends had deep prejudices against it. He had long been against it. No wonder.

There are indeed some items in his hand that are related to dark magic, so he will go to Knockturn Alley to sell them. He will go to both Gringotts and Knockturn Alley.

The two of them rushed directly towards Gringotts.