C17 Diagon Alley

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[You will be stabbed in the face If I don't get my power stones... That is all.]

"What could possibly happen?" Bruce shrugs with a challenging smirk.

He knows everything that is supposed to happen in the Wizarding World, and he was excited to study magic and take advantage of that knowledge.

His knowledge of the DC Universe is alright, but there are a lot of things he's unaware of, so having a haven like the wizarding world is just what he needed.

'A Batman with magic. How could I ever lose?' Bruce drops a flag sarcastically. 'To any gods of destiny or misfortune out there, that was a joke.'

"So, where is this wizard bank? Should we have a car readied to take us there?" Bruce asks as he stands from his seat excitedly.

"No, I'll be using apparition to take us there. It's a much quicker form of travel." Professor McGonagall replies.

"Apparition?" Alfred asks questioningly.

He doesn't know what that is but he would rather travel by car, as to have a better handle on Bruce's safety.

"Think of it as teleportation. You two would hold onto me and we would appear at our destination." She explains, igniting a fire in Bruce's eyes as he can't wait to learn how to teleport.

If he could master this then he would be able to fight similar to the Flash. Although speedsters like Barry Allen would have better perception and still be physically faster, Bruce might be able to win in a race as he would appear at the finishing line immediately.

Just the ability to teleport behind your enemy and attack from that advantage is more than enough for Bruce.

"Absolutely not!" Alfred denied resolutely.

"Don't listen to him. He's old and doesn't understand how awesome this is." Bruce disregards Alfred's denial almost immediately.

"I am not old and you are not teleporting anywhere. It's unsafe." Alfred replies and a small argument breaks out.

This very rarely happens but every once in a while Alfred puts his foot down, and it's almost always to keep Bruce safe.

After a short argument, it was decided that they would take the car. Bruce knew it was best to choose his battles wisely and it was doubtful he would win this one.

Alfred was already very new and fearful of magic, so the fact that he isn't stopping Bruce from attending Hogwarts is already enough.

No need to push his luck.

Sadly, this is one of the downsides of being a child again, but Bruce doesn't mind. He'll be learning to teleport in no time anyway.

Professor McGonagall was slightly annoyed but she's used to things like this happening at muggle home visits.

Parents are more often than not afraid of magic, so this certainly isn't the first time this has happened, and neither would it be the last.

-half an hour later-

Three black cars arrived outside the oldest pub in London, the Leaky Cauldron on Charing Cross Road.

Bruce's guards are the first out as they quickly secure the area and then open the doors for Bruce, Alfred, and Professor McGonagall.

Minerva wasn't used to such actions as she watched the group of clearly armed men guarding the area as if Bruce was the Minister for Magic.

It's starting to dawn on her how important and wealthy her new student must be in the muggle world.

'I'll have to inform Albus about this. We may have to make certain accommodations...' Professor McGonagall thought.

She mainly worries about the purebloods of Hogwarts that may act out of turn towards Bruce, which may not be a very smart thing for them to do.

Especially after seeing Bruce's small army of guards that seem to protect him around the clock.

She'll have to make it clear that guards like this aren't allowed on Hogwarts grounds, but that's a conversation for later.

'I'm sure the butler won't like that...' She thought with an inward sigh.

"Follow along!" Minerva calls out as she walks toward the pub.

"Why are we at a bar?" Bruce asks, knowing the reason.

"What bar?" Alfred asks, not seeing anything.

After a quick explanation about anti-muggle wards, which are stopping Alfred and the security from seeing the Leaky Cauldron, the three walked into the pub.

The guards were ordered to stay outside.

Alfred merely followed along and was extremely surprised when they entered an old fashion pub lit with candles and filled with oddly dressed people.

All of them had a similar style to Professor McGonagall.

Speaking of the stern Professor, Minerva wasn't in the mood for pleasantries and paced her way through the pub and out the back. Where a brick wall blocked their path from going any further.

Swiftly, Minerva taps the brick wall with her wand. A hole appears, growing bigger and bigger, forming an stone archway.

In front of them appears a busy street straight out of the 18th century. Wizards, witches, and even some odd-looking creatures hustle and bustle through the street.

"Welcome to Diagon alley!" She says and leads the way once again.

Standing a moment to take it all in, Bruce and Alfred quickly start moving and catch up to Minerva. Getting lost after entering a magical doorway doesn't seem like a smart idea.

Diagon alley itself looked to be a commercial shopping district for the Wizarding community as every building in sight was labeled with odd-sounding store names.

EYELOP'S OWL EMPORIUM/MAGICAL MENAGERIE. ...

QUALITY QUIDDITCH SUPPLIES. ...

THE LEAKY CAULDRON. ...

SLUG AND JIGGER'S APOTHECARY. ...

FLOURISH AND BLOTTS. ...

MADAM MALKIN'S ROBES FOR ALL OCCASIONS. ...

The list goes on and on. Bruce even saw some stores that were never shown or mentioned in the movies or books.

Passing through the crowd, Alfred looked at everything with shocked eyes.

He's been to war and seen a good portion of the world, so in a way, he thought he knew it all, but now a whole new world has opened up out of nowhere.

He would be lying if he said this didn't scare him.

Looking over at his young charge, Alfred could see nothing but a smile and eyes wide open in wonder and awe.

This is a complete contrast to how Bruce has been acting ever since his parents were killed. After the night in that dark alleyway, it was like a switch was flipped.

The normally happy and bright child turned more serious and mature. It was like he grew into an adult overnight.

Seeing a glimpse of the old Bruce returning, a smile bloomed on Alfred's usually serious and stern face.

'Maybe this magic business isn't so bad...'