Chapter 63 62. The Leaky Cauldron
London is very prosperous.
Voldemort's rule over the wizarding world seems to have not affected the Muggle world for the time being, after all, the time he really controlled the wizarding world is still too short.
Besides, if he really became sensible enough, he wouldn't go to trouble the Muggles without any preparation in advance.
Because if he does this, the enemy will not only be the muggles and the rebels in the British magic circle, the magic governments all over the world will not allow the "Secrecy Act" to be violated.
It can be said that wizards are ruled by class division according to their blood, which can be said to be an internal matter of British wizards, but if magic is exposed to the public eye, it is tantamount to making enemies of wizards all over the world.
Jon believes that with Voldemort's almost endless desire for power, he will definitely not give up wizards to rule Muggles, and classify all Muggles as the ultimate ideal of the bottom class that even Muggle-born wizards are inferior to.
Just now, he is far from ready to fight against all this.
At least until the ideology of the international magical world is completely unified, he should not be able to do it yet.
Dumbledore took Jon down the street. Both of them were still wearing wizard robes. Of course, such outfits looked very conspicuous in modern society, and they attracted the attention of many people along the way.
Finally, they stopped in front of a bar that was incompatible with the surrounding shops. Compared with other neon lights flashing on the door, the wooden sign that said "Leaky Cauldron Bar" looked like an antique handed down from the Middle Ages.
The Muggles passing by here seemed to be completely blind to this extremely inconsistent scene, and turned a blind eye to this ancient bar that seemed to have traveled through time.
Dumbledore turned his head and met Jon's eyes, Jon nodded slightly, and then the two walked into the bar side by side.
While pushing the door open, Jon deliberately took out the wand that had been hidden in his sleeve according to Dumbledore's instructions before he came, and then put it in the pocket of his robe, revealing half of the wand's body. Outside.
Not only him, but also Dumbledore. The wand in his pocket was not his easily noticeable elder wand. The body of the wand was very smooth and looked ordinary.
After the door of the bar was pushed open, the doorbell made a crisp sound of "Ding Ding Dong Dong".
Standing in front of the bar, the old wizard who was wiping his 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 in their pockets and half exposed.
"Ah, it's a pair of strangers, but you know the rules very well, so it shouldn't be someone who is not welcome in this bar?" The old wizard asked with squinted eyes as he watched them put down the rag in their hands.
Jon didn't move or make a sound, while Dumbledore smiled and walked forward and said.
"We are all British wizards, of course we know what kind of people can come in according to the rules, Mr. Bojin, isn't the magic wand on us enough to prove it?"
The old wizard known as Mr. Bojin laughed, showing his old yellow teeth.
"If you're an English wizard, a wand is certainly enough to qualify. I'm sorry gentlemen, but a mindless Spanish mudblood came to my shop the other day. He also has a wand, which is normal in their country, but He actually thought that this noble land would accept his humble blood."
"That's true."
He didn't finish the rest of the sentence, but Bo Jin seemed to think he saw his dislike and disgust, and the smile on his face could not help but be mixed with a hint of flattery.
"What should I call you?"
"Richard Williams, just call me Richard, this is my brother Jack Williams, unfortunately I don't have the noble surname you expect."
The smile on Bo Jin’s face restrained a bit. Neither the old-school pureblood nor the new-school pureblood really had the surname Williams. That is to say, the two brothers in front of them were just mixed blood with mediocre status.
"Of course not everyone can have a noble bloodline, but I know that there are many mixed bloodlines who are also very sensitive to those mudbloods, thinking that 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 love to have time to have a drink or two here, but it's getting dark and there's still a business waiting for us in Diagon Alley. We'll try your strawberry pie next time we have a chance, Bo Mr. Kim."
Dumbledore smiled apologetically. Even if he didn't earn half a copper Knut from him, Bojin rarely felt in a good mood.
"Then I wish you all the best today."
Jon didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end, but when Mr. Bojin looked at him, he nodded slightly, showing the opposite taciturnity of his "brother".
Dumbledore led him all the way through the entire bar. There were not many wizards sitting here, and they all exposed the end of their wands like Jon and Dumbledore, as if this was a way to identify Credentials of identity.
After walking out the back door of the bar, they came to a backyard-like open space, facing them in the direction of an unpainted brick wall, and a trash can was placed beside the wall.
As the entrance to Diagon Alley, there is no change here as in the original book. They walked towards the brick wall, Dumbledore said to Jon in a small voice.
"The wand is our identity card. According to the "Wand Act" issued by the Ministry of Magic five years ago, any Muggle wizards touching the wand is illegal. They are deprived of the right to use the wand. Now we enter Diagon Alley It's the same, Muggle wizards without a wand can't even enter the bar just now. This wall is also a barrier, which can only be opened with a wand, which means that except for special circumstances, all Muggle wizards are also forbidden In and out of Diagon Alley."
Jon listened to Dumbledore's explanation in silence. He stayed in the Hogwarts carriage for the whole year when he was exposed to magic, and he heard everything about the current situation in the wizarding world.
It was only today that he left the carriage, but he hadn't even entered Diagon Alley yet. He had already shown how strict the classes of this magical society were.
While he was thinking, Dumbledore didn't know when he held the wand in his hand and lightly tapped a certain brick on the wall.
The next second, the brick shook and began to move. A small hole appeared in the middle, and the hole became bigger and bigger. After a while, a wide archway appeared in front of them, leading to a winding and invisible end. cobbled streets.
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(I forgot to divide the volume in the last chapter, Chapter 61 is the beginning of the second volume)
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