HP Approaches the Magical World

　　 It was noon when I woke up the next day.

　　 When Jon woke up, he felt sore all over his body, as if he had just had a fight with the boxer yesterday, and his whole body was not well.

Theoretically, there will be no such big sequelae to this magic. In other words, this magic has no sequelae. After all, it has been protected before it enters the gap of space, and as long as the magic power is enough, it can appear all over the world. It’s not normal to have such a big sequelae of magic.

　　 Jon felt that it should be the loss of magic power caused by his body being drawn too much magic power in an instant. This is like the time when Royna emptied his magic power, the whole person suddenly lost his power.

　　 Rolling on the bed for a while, Jon got up and took a shower, then cleaned up his things.

　　 Of course, he only has a small box.

　　 After finishing packing things, Jon started to get hungry.

　　 The resort has its own restaurant, which is free for residents like Jon. Jon didn’t hear anything unusual as he walked to the restaurant. He knew that the dark wizard’s death had not been discovered yet.

　　. After lunch, Jon went back to get things, then left the room, took a taxi to the train station, and then took the train to London.

　　 To be honest, he didn't plan to go to Gringotts at this time, because he didn't need to calculate the time he knew that Gringotts had just gone through the vault robbery, and now it must be heavily guarded.

　　 But what does this have to do with Jon?

　　 He is a good-style wizard with a pure family background, how could he rush to grab the bank without much?

　　 And it’s really inconvenient to go to Iceland with a bunch of things. What if you are targeted by a bad guy?

　　 Jon has always been an activist, although he is thoughtful in the eyes of others, he himself does not think so.

　　 He just used the time wasted by others in their actions for thinking, and used other people's sleep time for learning.

　　 Now he is better than many people, but also works harder than many people, so why can't he be more successful than many people?

　　 Nobody’s success is due to a strong wind.

　　 This time, Jon took an express train to London, so it didn’t take long to get there. There was still a way to go from the train station to the Broken Cauldron Bar. He did not rush over, but went to the neighborhood for dinner first.

　　 Old rules, McDonald's.

　　 Sit in McDonald's for a while, and when it got dark, Jon put on a hoodie and walked into the Broken Cauldron Bar.

　　 After all, this is his first time here. The last time he fetched antiques from Gringotts, he was busy. He asked his father and aunt to do the things, and he sent the things to the auction house when he came out.

　　 This bar is actually not as small as described in the original book, but the filth is about the same.

At a glance, Jon saw several old women with their cats sitting in the corner of the room with small glasses drinking wine, one of them was smoking a long pipe, making the whole room smell of choking smoke—— Of course, it's not just that old lady who smokes alone.

　　 A wizard in a top hat is sitting at the counter with a bar owner whose hair is almost stripped, and his expression seems to be saying something extraordinary.

　　 No one paid attention to the existence of Jon. After all, as the only entrance under the normal way of Diagon Alley, there are a lot of strange faces coming and going here every day.

　　 Let alone a child like Jon who knows he is still young at a glance.

None of the guests in the bar paid attention to Jon. They only regarded this young man with glasses as a senior Hogwarts student who came to Diagon Alley to buy teaching materials. After all, Jon’s current height It's about the same as the students in the fourth or fifth grade-there are such students every day.

　　 Even the owner of the bar didn't pay much attention to Jon. It is estimated that Jon will not stay here for long.

　　 Jon really enjoyed the neglected feeling. He slowed down slightly and listened to the guests in the bar.

　　 There was tension and excitement in the bar.

Jon listened briefly. Most of the guests were discussing Harry Potter, but when discussing the boy who survived a catastrophe, he had to discuss the mysterious man who left a psychological shadow on countless wizards. In addition, the incident of Gringotts being broken two days ago, although it was said that nothing was stolen, it was also disturbing.

　　Who knows when the robber broke into Gringotts? Did he stay at the Broken Cauldron Bar?

　　Thinking that I might pass by such a dangerous person, no one feels at ease.

　　 Jon continued to walk forward, looking around, but did not see the figure of Professor Quirrell.

　　 It is probably hidden somewhere to heal himself.

　　 Jon secretly said in his heart, after all, Gringotts is not that easy to break through.

　　 He crossed the bar and came to a small courtyard surrounded by walls. There was nothing but a trash can and some weeds.

　　 Very good, almost as I knew before.

　　 Jon drew his wand, raised his head, and started counting the bricks on the top of the trash can.

　　 "Count up three pieces-and then count two pieces horizontally -"

　　 The formula is never remembered ~ www.wuxiahere.com~ In fact, even if there is no formula, he can figure out which brick is wrong.

　　 After all, the color of that brick is different from others.

　　 He tapped the wall with the tip of his wand three times.

　　 Then, the brick that had been knocked trembles and starts to move.

　　 A small hole appeared in the middle, and the entrance of the hole became bigger and bigger. Not long after, a wide archway appeared in front of Jon, and inside was a winding cobblestone street with no end in sight.

　　 Jon raised his leg and stepped in. As he moved forward, there was a noise behind him. It should be the sound of the hole returning to the brick wall.

　　 Jon walked briskly on the street. It was as lively as ever. He quickly passed a familiar shop, the shop opened by Mrs. Smith’s friend.

　　 The shopkeeper’s wife was greeting the guests at the door, and she recognized Jon instantly when she saw Jon.

　　 No way, Jon had to greet the witch with a smile, the aunt and the eldest talked for a while, and then left with the excuse of something.

　　 He doesn't even know the name of someone!

But soon, he came to a snow-white building towering high above the surrounding shops, beside the shiny bronze gate, stood a figure in a scarlet and gold-encrusted uniform. The two-headed fairy, with a dark face and a polite smile on his face, nodded slightly towards Jon who was walking over with the box.

　　 Gringe is here.