Chapter 63 62 Leaky Cauldron

Chapter 63 62. The Leaky Cauldron

London is bustling.

Voldemort's rule over the magical world does not seem to have affected the Muggle world yet. After all, the time he truly controlled the magical world was still too short.

Moreover, if he really became sensible enough, he would not go to trouble the Muggles without any preparation in advance.

Because if he does this, the enemy will not only be Muggles and rebels within the British wizarding community, but also magical governments around the world will not allow the "Secrecy Act" to be broken.

The rule of class division of wizards according to blood can be said to be an internal matter among British wizards, but if magic is exposed to the public eye, it is tantamount to making enemies of wizards all over the world.

Jon believed that with Voldemort's almost endless desire for power, he would definitely not give up the ultimate ideal of wizards ruling Muggles, classifying all Muggles as the lowest class, inferior to even Muggle-born wizards.

But now, he is far from ready to fight against all this.

At least until the ideology of the international magic world is completely unified, he should not be able to take action.

Dumbledore took Jon walking down the street. Both of them were still wearing wizard robes. Such outfits certainly looked very conspicuous in modern society and attracted the attention of many people along the way.

Finally, they stopped in front of a bar that was out of place with the surrounding shops. Compared with other doors with flashing neon lights, the wooden sign that read "Leaky Cauldron Bar" looked like an antique handed down from the Middle Ages.

The Muggles passing by seemed completely unaware of this extremely inconsistent scene, turning a blind eye to this ancient bar that seemed to have traveled through time.

Dumbledore turned and looked at Jon, who nodded slightly, and then the two walked into the bar side by side.

While pushing the door open, Jon followed Dumbledore's instructions to him before coming, and deliberately took out the wand that had been hidden in his sleeve, and then put it into the pocket of his robe, revealing the obvious half of the wand. Outside.

Not only was he like this, but so was Dumbledore. The wand he put in his pocket was not his elderberry wand that easily attracted attention. The wand was very smooth and looked ordinary.

After the door of the bar was pushed open, the doorbell made a crisp "ding-ding-ding-dong" sound.

The old wizard who was standing in front of the bar and wiping his wine glass with a rag looked up at them.

He first glanced at their faces, and then his eyes naturally fell on the wand that was half inserted in their pockets and half exposed.

"Ah, they are a pair of strangers, but you know the rules very well, so he shouldn't be someone who is not welcome in this bar, right?" The old wizard watched them put down the rag in their hands and asked with narrowed eyes.

Jon made no move or sound, while Dumbledore smiled and walked forward.

"We are all British wizards. Of course we know who can come in according to the rules. Mr. Borgin, aren't the wands on us enough to prove it?"

The old wizard known as Mr. Borgin laughed, showing his old yellow teeth.

"If you are a British wizard, a wand is certainly enough as a qualification. I'm sorry, gentlemen, but a brainless Spanish mudblood came to my shop a few days ago. He also has a wand. In their country, it is considered normal, but He actually thought that his humble blood would be accepted in this noble land."

Dumbledore frowned slightly.

"That's really true."

He didn't finish what he said, but Bo Jin seemed to think he saw his disgust and disgust, and the smile on his face couldn't help but be mixed with a hint of flattery.

"How should I call you?"

"Richard Williams, just call me Richard. This is my brother Jack Williams. It's a pity that I don't have the noble last name you expected."

The smile on Bo Jin's face faded a bit. Neither the old-school pureblood nor the new-school pureblood had the surname Williams. In other words, the two brothers in front of him were just mixed-bloods with mediocre status.

"Of course not everyone can have noble blood, but I know that there are many mixed bloods who are also very sensitive to those mudbloods and think it is a sin to breathe the same air with them." He wiped the wine glass in his hand again. "What do you two want? Cider or whiskey?"

"Of course we would like to have time to have a couple of drinks here, but it's getting dark, and there's still a business waiting for us in Diagon Alley. Next time we have a chance, we'll come back and try your strawberry pie, Bo. Mr. Kim.”

Dumbledore smiled apologetically. Even if he didn't earn half a knut from him, Borgin felt that he was in a good mood.

"Then I wish you all the best today."

Jon remained silent from beginning to end, only nodding slightly when Mr. Borkin looked at him, showing a reticence that was completely opposite to his "brother".

Dumbledore led him through the entire bar. There were not many wizards sitting here. Like Jon and Dumbledore, they all exposed one end of their wands, as if this was a way to identify them. Credentials of identity.

After walking out of the back door of the bar, they came to an open space like a backyard. In the direction facing them was an unpainted brick wall, and a trash can was placed beside the wall.

As the entrance to Diagon Alley, this place is the same as in the original book. They walked towards the brick wall, and Dumbledore said to Jon in a subtle voice.

"The wand is our identity certificate. According to the Wand Law issued by the Ministry of Magic five years ago, any behavior of Muggle wizards touching the wand is illegal. They are deprived of the right to use the wand. Now we enter Diagon Alley. Muggle wizards without wands can't even enter the bar just now. This wall is also a barrier. It needs a wand to open it. That is to say, except for special circumstances, all Muggle wizards are also prohibited from entering and leaving Diagon Alley."

Jon listened to Dumbledore's explanation in silence. He stayed in the Hogwarts carriage for the whole year he came into contact with magic, and he heard everything about the current situation in the magic world.

He only left the carriage today, but he hasn't even entered Diagon Alley yet. How strict the class of this magic society is has already been shown to him.

While he was thinking, Dumbledore held the wand in his hand and tapped a brick on the wall.

The next second, the brick shook and began to move. A small hole appeared in the middle. The hole became bigger and bigger. Soon, a wide archway appeared in front of them, leading to a winding cobblestone street with no end in sight.

Thank you for your encouragement. I have seen all the messages. Don't worry, no matter how good or bad the results are, this book will definitely not be eunuch.

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(I forgot to divide the last chapter into volumes. Chapter 61 is the beginning of the second volume)