Diagon Alley in The Sun

At night, the rain in the sky is like a curtain, connecting the whole world, the drizzle wet the long golden hair of Augustus, stretched out his hand, little raindrops flowed in his hand, and the silver pupils were filled with shimmering rays of light.

"Lord Augustus?" Loki looked at Augustus with puzzled eyes, not knowing why he wanted to end the duel.

"The duel has come to this point. You have performed very well. In addition, Sol, after entering the next school year, if you have the opportunity, you can come to me directly." Augustus nodded and turned to leave the field. Sol was on the field. With a look of joy, Loki flashed a jealous look in his eyes, glanced at Thor in a complicated way, then left the arena, and followed Augustus into the room with Malfoy Lilian.

"Mr. Augustus, are you ready to accept Saul?" Lilian's dark red pupils flickered with inexplicable light.

"Well, his talent and temperament are very good, and he should be the best candidate for lightning magic cultivation. With his talent cultivation, he should soon be able to catch up with your senior brothers and sisters who are first entry, so you must not slack. ' Augustus smiled slightly.

"Uh, I think no matter how talented he is, I should be able to reach the third-level magician after entering school tomorrow. It shouldn't be so easy to be caught up." Malfoy touched his nose and said cautiously.

"Oh, although I don't like that kid, I have to admit that with his talent, it's easier to catch up with you. If you don't step up your practice, you'll have to cry." Loki disdainfully pouted and said lightly.

"I said, anyway, we are also companions who started together. Why are you always talking to outsiders, completely ignoring the feelings of my senior." Malfoy cried and looked down, a look at an unfortunate face.

"It's a fact. If it hits you, I'd be embarrassed." Loki chuckled, his amber pupils tinged with teasing.

"Okay, to keep my senior brother's dignity, I will try my best to practice when I go back this time. If I don't reach the fourth level before school starts, I will!!!!" Malfoy paused, after all, he didn't say what he said next.

Augustus shook his head helplessly, there was nothing he could do about Malfoy like this. The banquet is still in full swing. Most of the wizards wear a pair of heavy masks, and they are intertwined with each other as if their interests are entangled in reality. Apart from magic, what is the difference between these noble wizards and Muggle nobles? The same interests are Heavy, bustling, and all for profit. How many people understand the true meaning and way of magic?

Time flies, and soon it will be the day when school is about to start. On this day, Augustus got up from the morning full of fresh smells, opened the half-opened window, and a fragrance mixed with earthy smells came from the manor, pure white. The eagle flew into the windowsill, tidying up its clean feathers with its sharp beak, the hot summer is coming, and now the air is full of warm heat, Augustus put on a white robe, said hello to his parents, and then One person rides a carriage to Diagon Alley to buy books for the semester.

Go into the backyard of the Leaky Cauldron, pull out your wand, tap the third brick from the left above the trash can, then step back and watch the door to Diagon Alley open in the wall.

Today's Diagon Alley is very lively because it is the start of the school year. There are countless crowds and people are turning. The Quidditch boutique is already full of people. On a newly erected plinth, there is a broom with a streamlined shape. , beautiful appearance, countless people are watching.

"Just came out.. a sample broom.." a square-jawed wizard told his companion.

"It's the fastest broom in the world, isn't it, Daddy?" a little boy screamed at his dad, who was dangling from his dad's arm.

"The Ireland international just ordered seven of these beautiful brooms!" the shopkeeper told everyone. "This product is the darling of the World Cup!"

A tall witch walked away, so Augustus was able to read the note next to the broom: Flying brooms such as the Firebolt represent the highest level of craftsmanship, and their handles are made of ash wood, with a streamlined shape, Exquisitely beautiful, it has been treated with a hard-as-diamond polish and has a hand-engraved registration number. Every broom twig at the end of this product is screened for perfect flow, so this product is unmatched in terms of balance and precision. The Firebolt can accelerate to 150 miles per hour in ten seconds, and its brakes are fascinating. Price negotiable.

Interestingly, a new type of broom has attracted so many people's enthusiasm. I have to say that the wizarding world has a special obsession with Quidditch. Augustus smiled silently.

Walking to the door of the bookstore, a large iron cage appeared in front of me, which contained about a hundred books that were listed as necessary for the course on the protection of magical creatures. At the end, when the teacher is so creative, it is an illusion that this kind of book is listed as a textbook.

Walking into the bookstore, the manager hurriedly greeted him. "Hogwarts?" he asked unexpectedly, "to buy a new book?" Augustus nodded and glanced at the bookstore keeper a little sympathetically, who put on a pair of very thick gloves, picked up a very thick cane full of knots, and walked tremblingly to the iron cage it was equipped with. After a lot of hard work, the monsters of the monsters were finally brought before Augustus.

Augustus took the new book, and opened the eye of inquiry, the book was out of control, Lima opened his mouth to bite at Augustus, Augustus smiled slightly, and tapped the back of the book lightly, This book that was fierce a while ago, Lima is as obedient as a sheep. The manager stared dumbfounded at Augustus's hand revisiting the unusually docile book.

"What more books do you need? By the way, can I ask how you quieted these damn books? Hell, I've been bitten no less than five times this morning alone!" asked the bookstore manager in a trance Dao, purchased all the remaining books in the book list, and informed him of the method by the way, and Augustus walked out of the bookstore in the afternoon sun.

The scorching sun scorched the earth, and the transpiring air was diffused like fog. Walking in the crowded Diagon Alley, Augustus' slender figure transformed into a faint image in the bright sunlight.