009 Diagon Alley

When she woke up the next day, Altaïr stripped Sophia of the clothes she was going to wear today.

A clean white shirt, a brown vest, a small brown suit, a decorated gold pocket watch, a newsboy cap with a razor blade sewn into it, and a pair of shiny leather shoes.

After breakfast, Altaïr took Jimmy's car.

They planned to drive to London, which would take just over two hours to reach their destination.

In addition to his car, several armed men will also follow him: after all, Altaïr is the only little wizard of the Shelby family and Michael wants to guarantee his safety.

Originally, Michael wanted to arrange for dozens of people to follow them, but Altaïr refused. To reassure Michael and Jimmy, Altaïr specially summoned a skeleton monster in front of them.

He then let her cut down a large tree in the mansion in one fell swoop.

The terrifying power of the skeleton monster scared the two of them. In the end, they had no choice but to follow Altaïr's advice and eliminated most of the gunmen, leaving only a few elites on the grounds that Jimmy also needed to be protected.

The trip was uneventful, with no attacks or murders.

It was half past ten in the afternoon when Altaïr was on Charing Cross Street.

You don't need to be so nervous when you arrive in London. Jimmy has a lover in London. After speaking with Altaïr, he left with some younger brothers.

Altaïr strolled down this street and soon noticed that the Leaky Cauldron bar was incompatible with its surroundings.

However, Altaïr did not enter, but instead found a bookstore on the corner. It wasn't until time was almost up that Altaïr walked outside and shortly after he saw Professor McGonagall.

Behind her, there was a couple and a young wizard, and Altaïr seemed a little surprised.

Because that little wizard is Hermione.

Professor McGonagall also saw Altaïr and waved at him, and Altaïr approached calmly.

"I just told Mr. Granger that he should be waiting for us here."

Professor McGonagall told him with a smile.

"I just arrived not long ago. It's nice to see you again, Professor McGonagall."

"This is Mr. Granger, this is his wife, and this is Miss Granger, a young wizard who is enrolling this year just like you."

Professor McGonagall introduced Altaïr, and Altaïr nodded towards the three:

"Hello, nice to meet you, Mr. Granger, Mrs. Granger, and of course the lovely Miss Granger. My name is Altaïr, Altaïr Shelby."

"Mr. Shelby, nice to meet you."

Mr. Granger responded with a smile and Mrs. Granger next to him nodded and said:

"Professor McGonagall just told us about you. She said you were an elegant gentleman, and that's true."

Hermione was also looking at this little wizard about her age, with a hint of pride and curiosity in her eyes, she took the initiative and said:

"Hello, my name is Hermione."

When Altaïr heard this, he looked at Hermione, she had brown hair, three-dimensional and exquisite facial features, and she was very pretty. It was the Hermione that Altaïr had remembered from childhood to adulthood.

nothing bad.

Altaïr was born with a slight affection for Hermione, but that was all, so he simply greeted Hermione politely.

"Hello, Miss Hermione, nice to meet you."

"Okay, let's get down to business. Today's task is still very heavy."

Seeing that Altaïr knew them, Professor McGonagall spoke in a low voice and led some people to the door of the Leaky Cauldron. Because of Professor McGonagall's magic, even if the Grangers were muggles, they can see the Leaky Cauldron.

"I swear, I've never seen this bar before when I passed by."

Mr. Granger was obviously surprised and had a deeper understanding of magic.

"Let's go in."

Professor McGonagall led the four people to the bar. There were many magicians in the bar. They greeted Professor McGonagall with a smile. After dealing with everyone, Professor McGonagall led them to the patio behind the bar.

"Remember this location. When you have your own wand, you can come to Diagon Alley alone."

Professor McGonagall spoke to Altaïr and Hermione, then she pulled out her wand and tapped the bricks three times and the trash can twice.

"Wow!"

At Hermione's exclamation, the brick wall transformed into an arch, revealing Diagon Alley behind.

"This is Diagon Alley. Now, let's go to Gringotts, which is the goblin bank."

Sterling in the Muggle world has a very low value to wizards, so the goblin responsible for the exchange of gold galleons did not sit well with Altaïr and others.

After spending five hundred pounds in exchange for one hundred gold galleons, Professor McGonagall led everyone out of Gringotts.

Although the Grangers were adults, they acted like children at that moment, full of wonder and curiosity especially in Diagon Alley.

"Next, let's go buy the wand first. I don't think you want to go around with a lot of books, cauldrons, and brass scales."

Professor McGonagall led everyone to the door of a small, run-down shop. The sign on the door was also deteriorated, but could still be seen clearly.

Ollivander: Making fine wands since 382 BC.

"Professional wand making 2000 years ago."

Altaïr muttered to himself and followed Professor McGonagall to the famous wand shop.

There was no one in the store and the space was a bit small. There was a bench in the corner. Professor McGonagall motioned for the Grangers to wait on the bench. Not long after, an old man with silver hair came out from behind. Counter.

"Oh, long time no see, Minerva, fir tree, nine and a half inches, especially suitable for transfiguration... Thinking about it now, time flies so fast, I still remember that I was next to my father, sold." you that wand..."

Ollivander looked at McGonagall, a touch of reminiscence in his eyes, then came to and looked at Altaïr and Hermione behind Professor McGonagall.

"Are there any young wizards signing up this year? Then let's see which wand will choose them."

Ollivander came out from behind the counter, looked at the two of them and asked:

"What little wizard wants to have his own wand?"

"Ladies first."

Altaïr stepped back and motioned for Hermione to go first.

"Great boy."

Ollivander smiled, looked at Hermione and asked:

"So, boy, which hand do you prefer?"