Chapter 5 Come on, Rob the Bank!

Hagrid looked like a regular at the bar.

As soon as the three of them entered the door, their chattering stopped suddenly, and everyone smiled and waved at Hagrid.

Especially the old women who were sitting in the corner and drinking sherry from small glasses, were more enthusiastic about Hagrid.

One of them also handed Hagrid the long tobacco pouch in his hand, trying to get him to take a sip too.

Hagrid was entangled for a while before he got out.

Yes, I didn't expect Hagrid to be a friend of middle-aged and elderly women!

The bar owner looked like a shriveled walnut. He picked up a glass, wiped it, and asked, "Hagrid, do you want another glass?"

"No, Tom, I'm doing errands at Hogwarts and can't drink."

Hagrid refused with a serious face, as if anyone who hindered his work was his enemy.

But a man in a top hat next to him squinted his turbid eyes and asked suspiciously, "Really? But when I came in the morning, I saw you..."

"Cough cough... I'm going to take William to Diagon Alley, goodbye everyone." Hagrid hurriedly interrupted.

But before leaving, he still glanced at Tom, the boss, and asked, "Is that old Greek man still back?"

Tom shrugged and said, "He hasn't been around since I had a drink with you this morning."

Hagrid was a little disappointed.

Across the bar, Hagrid led the two to a small walled patio. There is nothing here but a trash can and some weeds.

Roy stopped and couldn't help asking, "Hagrid, you said that something was delayed in the morning, so you're drinking here?"

Hagrid scratched his beard and said dryly, "Dear Roy, I can explain it!"

He coughed and said, "Look, I've come to London from Hogwarts, and I've come so far to sit here and rest for a few minutes, isn't it too much?"

Roy nodded: "It makes sense."

Hagrid continued: "This is a bar, I can't sit still, I have to take care of Tom's business, so I bought a few glasses of eggnog to moisten my throat, isn't it too much?"

Roy held his chin: "It's justified."

"So, you're drinking too much?" William interjected.

"No." Hagrid hesitated for a moment, glanced around, and whispered, "I was about to leave, but I ran into a Greek.

The Greek chatted with me and said that he has a three-headed dog, but the three-headed dog eats too much and he cannot afford it.

William, you don't know how rare and cute three-headed dogs are.

I can't just watch this fluffy little animal wandering the streets like this and being sent to the Department of Management and Control of Magical Creatures..."

Hagrid bowed his head like a child who had made a mistake.

"Okay, we won't tell anyone." Roy comforted.

Hagrid laughed, "Thank you so much, Roy, you are my best Muggle friend.

You can leave William to me, no one dares to bully him at Hogwarts! "

Hagrid patted Roy on the shoulder with his huge palm, nearly knocking him down.

"Hagrid, is the three-headed dog really that cute?" William couldn't help asking.

"really cute!"

With the sound of "aiming", an orange cat's head emerged from William's backpack, and Bobo Tea glanced at Hagrid suspiciously, as if he had just heard someone complimenting him on his handsomeness.

"You and that little guy will become good friends." Hagrid giggled twice and patted Bobo Tea's head.

Bobo Tea made a "meow" and drilled his head back again.

At this moment, in William's mind, inexplicably the dog's head of the three sleds appeared.

He started to figure out a three-headed dog with Samoyed, Husky and Alaskan heads... that's really cute!

only in the near future,

William will understand how broken he is today!

Hagrid counted the bricks on the top of the litter box, and because he was so tall he had to bend over and pout.

"Three bucks up—two bucks across—" he whispered. "Okay, stand back."

He tapped the head of the umbrella three times on the wall.

The brick he had knocked on shook and began to move, and a small hole appeared in the middle.

The opening got bigger and bigger, and soon before them an archway wide enough for Hagrid to pass, leading to a winding cobbled street with no end in sight.

"Welcome." Hagrid opened his arms and announced loudly, "Welcome to Diagon Alley."

As they walked down the archway, the dazzling sun shone on a stack of pots outside the nearest store.

Hanging above the pot is a bronze-brass-tin-plated-silver cauldron, all models are complete, automatic stirring-foldable.

"Oh, William, you need to buy one," Hagrid glanced at the sky, "but the sun's going down, we've got to get the money first."

They came to a snow-white building that stood high above the surrounding shops, and beside the gleaming bronze gate, stood a figure in a scarlet uniform with gold inlaid - it was a dark face with a bright intelligence, He has a pointy beard.

"That's the goblin I told you about," Hagrid whispered as they walked down the white stone steps toward the man.

Roy's occupational disease was committed again. He couldn't help but look at the goblin's smiling and grinning mouth, as if he wanted to check the health of his teeth.

William felt that he could not let his family come to Diagon Alley alone in the future.

Roy is okay. At most, he looks at other people's teeth. Mother Lyanna will probably take out a scalpel from her pocket on the spot to dissect to see the differences between species.

As for Annie, there is a high probability that she will treat the goblin as a pet and ask to buy it back.

God, what a wonderful family this is, William suddenly discovered that he was the only normal person!

He didn't have so many strange thoughts, at most... he had the idea of ​​robbery.

William stood in front of the second gate of Gringotts, his figure half shrouded in sunlight and half shrouded in shadow.

On the two doors in front of him were engraved the following words: Come in, stranger, but beware of what will happen to you if you are insatiable, and you will be punished the most if you want to get something for nothing, so if you want from us You have been warned, thieves, that you will not bring treasure, but evil.

I don't know why, at this moment, looking at those few lines, William really had the idea of ​​robbing Gringotts.

Well, looking at those cash trucks in his previous life, he would also have this urge.

But the brothers with guns and live ammunition will always extinguish his desire in the shortest possible time.

There will never be such a strong defense here, right?

William looked up at Hagrid and asked in a low voice, "Hagrid, is the defense here strong?"

Hagrid nodded: "Of course it's stronger. This is the safest place in the wizarding world other than Hogwarts."

"How?" William raised his eyebrows.

Hagrid bent down and said mysteriously, in a fiery tone that William had never heard before, "Down here...there's a dragon!"

"dragon?"

Hagrid's eyes shone brightly, and he envied: "Yeah, I really want to raise one, and I'm willing to give everything for this!"

Hagrid immediately discouraged: "But 20 years after the promulgation of the International Secrecy Act, in order to promote this act, at the Wizarding Conference, a bill banning dragon breeding was officially passed.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I dare say, this is the stupidest decision the International Federation of Wizards has ever made!"

Hagrid's description gave William the most intuitive picture.

The most important thing is that Drogon, the big black dragon of Long Ma, appeared in his mind... If the magic world is also such a forceful dragon, he does not think that he has the possibility of robbery.

Well, William's desire was quenched again, this time with Hagrid's scattered spittle.

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