The Rolled Cauldron Bar is located on Charling Cross Road in Westminster, London, England. A dirty and small tavern that cannot be seen by Muggles. In the eyes of Muggles, there is nothing here, just a small open space between a bookstore and a record store. But in the eyes of people in the wizard world, there is a small, shabby tavern. This tavern has another floor of identity.

It is one of the entrances to Diagon Alley.

Diagon Alley is the most prosperous commercial street in the British magic world. The top brand magic shops in the magic world are located here. Every day, thousands of wizards come here to buy their favorite magic props and magic creatures. It can be said that except for things that are explicitly prohibited from trading, you can buy them here.

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Wang Yao walked alone on the sidewalk, and vehicles passed by the street from time to time. His steps suddenly stopped and then continued to move forward, but his head turned to the alley not far ahead.

After a while, Wang Yao walked to the entrance of the alley. The street lights on the street could not shine here, forming a shadow. A few figures and cigarette fires could be seen in the dark and humid alley.

Wang Yao stopped slightly and looked at the fire in the shadows.

"Hey! Look at this idiot." The man turned around and smiled at his companion. "He is looking at us."

After a few laughs, someone waved in the dark: "Boy here, let's talk to you about something."

"You can't do this." Wang Yao looked frightened, but his steps were approaching the past.

More than ten seconds later, Wang Yao walked out of the dark alley and added a black jacket to his hand. He stretched out his arms and put it on and zipped it up. As if nothing had happened, he twisted his neck to the side of the road, narrowed his eyes and waved to the rental car coming ahead.

...

"Mr. Twenty-three pounds." A yellow taxi parked at Chalin Cross Road, and the sliding wipers swept the water droplets that fell on the window. The driver with a felt hat turned around and said to Wang Yao, British accent English sounded strange.

"It's really a ghost weather, isn't it?" the driver complained. The bad weather made him not attract customers in a day.

"Yes, I almost drowned in the sea." Wang Yao said something like a joke and handed him the fifty pound note printed on the back of the Bank of England's first president John Hobrun.

"Keep the change, please."

"Hahaha, you are so humorous, thank you sir." The driver laughed, revealing a hint of surprise. In his eyes, most orientals rarely give tips. Unexpectedly, this person wearing rags would be so generous.

"Sir, do you need an umbrella? Free." Because of the tip, the driver became very generous.

"No need." Wang Yao waved his hand, pushed open the car door and stepped on the puddle on the side of the road, and walked out.

The taxi turned around and left in the unmanned commercial street with a flashing light.

Wang Yao breathed out, with a faint breath. He tightened his newly snatched jacket and looked around. With the street lights, he saw two adjacent bookstores and record stores more than ten meters away.

It is not appropriate to say that it is adjacent because there is a small open space between them. This is strange. There is such a place in the London commercial district.

That is the Boiler Bar. Wang Yao said in his heart, feeling a little disappointed. The Boiler Bar will only be seen by people with wizard blood, and Muggles cannot be seen, which also means that Wang Yao has no talent to become a wizard at all. He just stopped for a moment and turned around and walked in the opposite direction. It was the wizard's territory, and Wang Yao didn't want to be noticed by these people. He appeared in the unmanned street at two o'clock in the morning, and it was difficult not to be noticed by others.

On both sides of the street are traditional British buildings with British characteristics, and the warm-toned buildings are only two floors tallest.

Wang Yao walked to the hotel, which was only more than 40 meters away from the Broken Cauldron Bar, and opened the door and entered.

Dingling--

The bell behind the door rings.

"Hello sir!" The waiter lying on the counter woke up and quickly stood up from the seat. The chair behind him was moved back more than ten centimeters. His figure was shaken a little.

"Do you need to book a room?"

"A room must be facing this street." Wang Yao pointed out the door and said.

"Okay, 50 pounds." The young boy with freckles on his face wanted to yawn, but he opened his mouth halfway and hurriedly closed. He looked at Wang Yao awkwardly, took the money and lowered his head and said something on the registration form.

"This is your room, second floor, No. 204." He turned around and took the key from the key card and handed it to Wang Yao. Suddenly he looked around and approached Wang Yao slightly, and said in a low voice with a slightly red face: "Please don't tell the boss that I fell asleep just now."

"Don't worry." Wang Yao smiled at him knowingly and walked up the wooden staircase leading to the second floor on one side.

Bang-

Wang Yao turned on the light and it was a very ordinary room with white sheets neatly laid out. The air of the room was filled with the smell of wet wood, which was not bad.

Wang Yao closed the door with his backhand, threw the key on the bed, and went to the window and opened the corner of the curtain and looked out. The window was diagonally facing the broken cauldron bar, or in other words, it was an open space.

Putting down the curtains, Wang Yao looked around to see if there was something strange in the room, then sat on the bed and turned out the watch.

The time that has been synchronized with the current world is displayed in the lower right corner.

2:25

There are more than six hours left. Wang Yao thought to himself that he found a relatively comfortable position to sit on the head of the bed and called out the Harry Potter movie.

Two hours and twenty-four minutes later.

Wang Yao turned off the projection that had already appeared in the ending subtitles and leaned back against the wall. He reached out to rub his temples, and couldn't help but have a headache.

As the 5 o'clock approached, the biggest storm since the rainy season was approaching its end, with drizzling drizzles drizzling over London. The dense clouds showed signs of dispersion.

After watching the first part, Wang Yao was even less hopeful about the idea of ​​sneaking into the magic world.

Wang Yao must be prepared to not be able to enter the magic world.

The first part provides too few clues and foreshadowings. Apart from the forbidden forest and the cold-faced Snape, the whole plot can be regarded as Harry's daily life in the college. He learns magic, fights Quidditch, causes trouble everywhere and is deducted points by the professor. Until the end, Voldemort, who is on the back of Professor Quillo's head, runs away.

The reason why it is called "fighting" is because Voldemort appeared in the following few movies, which means he was definitely not killed. As for why he was not dead, Wang Yao didn't know the plot later, so he couldn't tell the reason.

Of course, there is no good news.

It took nearly a year from Harry Potter's admission to school until the end of the movie. Wang Yao will have a long time to live in the world of Harry Potter. He has plenty of time to do whatever he wants - the premise is to ensure that Voldemort is eliminated, just like the original plot. Otherwise, he will stay here forever.

Unfortunately, there is no hope of participating in the Super Powers Battle. Wang Yao still has a lot of thought about the Iron Man suit.

Thinking of this, Wang Yao clicked on the second part of Harry Potter again.

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Early in the morning, it was dawn. At Chalin Cross Road, the closed shops opened one by one, and there were gradually a few more people on this commercial street.

As time goes by, more and more shops and passers-by are opening.

The cool breeze gently blows everyone's cheeks, and the clouds cover the rising sun, making the ground a little cool.

The heavy rain last night heralded the end of summer and the arrival of autumn. Today is September 1st. For the Magic World, this is the day for the three major magic academies in Europe to recruit students every year. But for everyone on the street, this is a very ordinary day. If you have to find something unusual, that is, today is the first day of each month.

On the crowded commercial street, a pair of strange figures appeared on the street. A huge, thick curly hair almost covered the whole face and held the little boy's hand. It was a delicate little boy with round-frame glasses, wearing wide linen trousers and a dark plaid shirt, looking like he was wearing clothes that adults don't want.
Chapter completed!