Chapter 3: 'Diagon Alley”

Chapter 3: “Diagon Alley”

Early the following day, Matthew woke up very early.

He could barely close his eyes the night before.

Many things in my mind right now, magic, Hogwarts, and the world Im currently in. Obviously, this world is exactly the magical Harry Potter world, but many differences are occurring as I speak right now. Matthew said to himself with a curious expression.

According to Miss Penelope Clearwaters explanation yesterday, as an underage wizard from the Muggles world, he is already bound by the laws of the wizarding world, and there is no way out.

He thought, I can only take this one step at a time.

While having those thoughts, Matthew got himself out of the bed. Breakfast was already served on the wooden table: cereal, toast, and grilled sausages.

A few bites in, and although it feels weird, its not unnecessarily inedible.

He knew last night the room he was in was at Leaky Cauldron Bar, Room 13.

A very famous place in the wizarding world.

Probably a Muggle-born Hogwarts freshman should be assigned here? Matthew said to himself.

Mr. Wickfield, awoke yet? Miss Penelopes voice came from the other side of the door as Matthew finished his breakfast.

Yes, I just finished my breakfast, Miss Clearwater. Matthew replied as he walked to the door to open it.

Then chop-chop now, lets go buy Hogwarts freshman necessities. We have a whole day ahead of us and a long list to buy. Miss Penelope said while giving Matthew a parchment of a to-buy list

Yes, maam! Matthew glanced at the list and put it in his pocket.

Perhaps because its still early in the morning, there are few customers in the Leaky Cauldron.

Several old women were sitting in the corner of the house drinking sherry with small glasses; one of them was smoking a long pipe; a man in a top hat was chatting with a barkeeper who was quite bald and resembled a toothless walnut.

Good morning, Ms. Clearwater. The barkeeper looked at Penelope and Matthew walking downstairs, smiling at them, showing his rotten tooth.

Good morning, Mr. Tom. Penelope nodded politely at him. Im taking a freshman to Diagon Alley to buy the Hogwarts first-year necessities.Read latest chapters at nov(e)lbin.com Only

I wish you all the best then. Tom replied while smiling.

He saw the name written on the sign Knockturn Alley.

This is the Knockturn Alley. Miss Penelope walked over and explained to Matthew. Unusual, sinister, and sometimes dangerous individuals walked around and shops here. Around ten years ago, this alley was forcibly closed by the Ministry of Magic. The owners of the shops were also imprisoned.

Seeing how the dark mist broods over the alley while its broad daylight, Matthew couldnt help but take a step back.

Was the Knockturn Alley closed? Matthew said to himself.

Matthew thought deeply, thinking, then turning around and hitting something, or perhaps someone

Im really sorry! Matthew apologized.

He could see the face of the man he just hit. Its an old man, skinny, wearing dirty pajamas, gauze wrapped in his hands, and the shoes were old and cracked. His whole body is in tatters, which is a contrasting look compared to Diagon Alley and the wizards and witches with their fancy robes.

Young sir, please spare a knut this poor old Umbridge hasnt eaten for days The old man couldnt even lift his broken bowl without trembling.

Matthew was surprised.

A knut was thrown into the beggars bowl, then Penelope pulled Matthews cloth and motioned for him to leave quickly.

Thank you, beautiful ladyThank you, young sir The beggar bowed to them from behind.

He is After walking a few steps away, Matthew asked Miss Penelope.

Hard to imagine in a world filled with magic, beggars would still exist

Dont mind him for a bit. Miss Penelope said calmly. Just as a child in the Muggle world has a tiny chance of becoming a wizard, vice versa, a child in this world also has a tiny chance of becoming a Muggle. Miss Penelope explained with a bit of annoyance on her face.

Why dont you send him to the Muggle world? Matthew couldnt help asking.

Because they have learned so many secrets about the wizarding world since they were young, it is impossible to let them leave. Miss Penelope replied.

Okay, here we are. Miss Penelope said with an enthusiastic tone.

The shop in front of them is small and broken, but the golden sign on the door is new; it says:

Wands by Gregorovitch, Well made wands since 473 B.C.