Snakes in Hogwarts

Riding in Mr. Granger's car, Andros and his group soon arrived at Charing Cross Street on the west side of London.

Who could have imagined that such an ordinary street hides a passage leading to another world?

Looking at the pedestrians on the street, Andros couldn't help thinking.

After Mr. Granger parked his car on the corner of the street, the group passed a bookstore and then a CD shop. Under the leadership of Professor McGonagall, they soon came to a bar that looked very dirty and run-down. In front of the door.

This is a pub that looks very periodical, and the shabby plaque is crookedly engraved with a few letters that are about to peel off.

"Broken Cauldron Bar?"

"Yes, Miss Granger, and Mr. Andros, please remember here, you will need to come here to purchase school supplies by yourself in the next semester." Looking at Andros who was a little stunned, Professor McGonagall Can not help but reminded.

"I remember, Professor McGonagall." Andros nodded, his attention was focused on the house number of the pub just now.

It's No. 1 Diagon Alley?

I don’t know if this is a very interesting Easter egg.

Think about it, too. As a channel connecting Diagon Alley and the Muggle World, Broken Cauldron Bar is naturally the starting point of Diagon Alley.

"It's really strange, why didn't we see this shop just now?" Mr. Granger asked strangely.

To him and Mrs. Granger, this tavern seemed to appear in front of two people out of thin air. It was clear that there was nothing there when looking at the past one second, and an extra tavern appeared out of thin air when looking at the next second. .

"In order to prevent the Muggles from discovering the secrets of the magic world, the Broken Cauldron Bar has been cast a very powerful concealment spell. In addition to the wizards can directly discover here, the Muggles must have the guidance of the wizard to enter this place."

Standing on the steps of the bar, Professor McGonagall motioned them to look back at the Muggles passing by on the street.

"Otherwise, you would be like these Muggles and would not have noticed a tavern here."

As Professor McGonagall said, the Muggles seem to be completely invisible, and their eyes will only stay for a short time on the shops on both sides of the tavern, as if there are no taverns here, but only an empty wall.

"It's amazing magic!"

"Okay, let's go in, don't stand stupidly here." After saying this, Professor McGonagall opened the door and walked into the Broken Cauldron Bar.

"Let's go in too." Andros also took a deep breath, then followed Professor McGonagall and walked in strode.

Your magical career will begin here!

This is a simple, dirty, and extremely poorly lit tavern. The dim light inside the house is in stark contrast with the bright weather outside the window, as if the light outside the house cannot penetrate the glass to shine in.

A lot of candles were lit in the bar, but honestly, the results were minimal.

You can only vaguely see the light reflected from people's eyes in the few dark corners of the bar where the candlelight cannot shine.

There is a bar on the left hand side of the gate, which may be the most light-filled place here. Behind the bar, an old man with wrinkled face and almost all hair is talking cordially with Professor McGonagall.

"Welcome, Professor McGonagall, is it the same as before, a small glass of violet water, I remember that right?" The old man's voice was hoarse with his age. Andros noticed that the old man's teeth were completely It's gone.

This should be Tom, the owner of the Broken Cauldron. He looks really old enough.

"Yes, thank you Tom, I didn't expect that after so many years, your memory is still so good."

"Hahahaha, it's incomparable with the old guy Ollivander."

"This is Tom, the owner of the Broken Cauldron Bar. He is very nice. If you come here by yourself in the future, you can come to him." Professor McGonagall introduced to Andros and Hermione, who was open Big Mouth looked at the pictures behind the bar in disbelief.

Gosh!

Those photos actually move?

"Is it a freshman about to enter school?" Putting a cup of tea sprinkled with purple petals on it in front of Professor McGonagall, Old Tom greeted the two with a smile.

"Count the time, it's almost the start of Hogwarts, do you know?

Only at this time, looking at those unfamiliar and immature faces, can I feel that I am one year older."

Old Tom said with emotion that he had also studied at Hogwarts, but that was all many years ago.

"Want to drink something? I'll take this one." He looked at the two with eager eyes, which made Hermione shrink unnaturally.

"No, thank you." Hermione looked a little timid when she came to a strange place.

She looked at the photos involuntarily, watching the people in the photos waving hands to greet her, her hands swaying nervously, seemingly not knowing where to put them.

"Those pictures, why are they?"

"Why does it move, right? That's because magic has been applied to it, and the photos of the magic world move.

So we look at the pictures of the Muggle world also feel very strange, you should know what Muggle means."

Tom explained with a smile. After seeing Hermione nodding, his eyes turned to Andros next to him.

"How about you, unknown little gentleman, would you like something to drink?"

Unlike Hermione, Andros did not seem to be too nervous. After discovering that Professor McGonagall did not show any dissatisfaction, he sat down on the high stool next to Professor McGonagall quite familiarly. .

Observing words and colors, this is the innate talent of snakes.

"Thank you, I am Andros Lobach, you call me Andros, is there anything suitable for my age?"

"Aha! A self-cooked gentleman, how about a glass of butter beer? There is only the slightest alcohol content in it."

"I still think it's better not to drink for a little wizard their age, Tom."

"Then change to a glass of grass juice. This is a drink made from fresh grass and does not contain alcohol."

"Let's have a butterbeer. Professor McGonagall." Andros blinked at Professor McGonagall.

"According to scientific research, the body of an eleven-year-old child can consume a small amount of alcohol."

He didn't want to be with that damn green grass juice, this kind of drink must be a particularly bad drink just by hearing the name.

"Really?" Professor McGonagall looked at Andros suspiciously.

"Of course, these are the scientists, the smartest among the Muggles. The conclusions they have developed are very authoritative and professional."

"All right." Looking at Andros' serious expression that didn't seem to be false, Professor McGonagall finally nodded and agreed.

To be honest, she didn't know who the so-called scientists were.

"Miss Granger, would you like to have a drink too?" Looking at Hermione who seemed to have something to say next to her, Andros first spoke to plug the girl's mouth.

Without letting them wait for a long time, Old Tom soon brought two glasses of light yellow drinks that were still foaming.

Is this the famous butter beer?

Seems to look good?

Lifting the cup, Andros took a sip, and in an instant, he was conquered by this wonderful taste.

Different from the bitter taste of ordinary beer, this magical drink that has swept the British wizarding world is full of sweetness.

This is a very delicate and creamy taste, like it is like drinking a melted butter hard candy, but its concentration is just right, it makes people feel very sweet but is there any kind of very greasy degree.

"Thank you for your hospitality, it tastes great."

Perhaps because of the weather, the butter beer Tom brought was cold, as if it had just been taken out of the ice cellar.

Maybe it was some kind of magic, he whispered a word, Andros raised his glass and drank it, it was the best drink he had ever had.

"It's delicious, but a bit sweet." Hermione also took a sip, and then gave her own opinion.

Immediately afterwards, her glass of beer was confiscated by the Grangers on the grounds that the children could drink such a sweet drink and cause tooth decay.

Eating sweets in front of the dentist is indeed an unwise move.

Why can he drink and I can't drink!

Hermione Granger let out a roar like a lioness.

Watching the Grangers tasting the drinks from the wizarding world with relish, and looking at Hermione's delusion of her bitter eyes, Andros quickly raised the glass and drank the liquid inside.

"Well, come with me, we still need to go to Diagon Alley to purchase school supplies."

Professor McGonagall also drank the tea in the cup. She stood up and motioned for Andros and his party to follow her towards the backyard of the bar.

"Where did you see the report you mentioned? Why didn't I know?" Hermione couldn't help but ask Andros next to him as she passed a dark corridor.

"Shhh~ You don't know it's normal, because it's also made up by me now, so that you can taste the drink of the magic world, grass juice, this kind of thing is not as good as butter beer by its name.

Seeing Hermione's increasingly weird eyes, Andros continued to explain.

"Also, look at me now, is there nothing wrong with me? Didn't you also drink that butter beer just now? Is it delicious?"

"The taste is good, but it's too sweet and you will get tooth decay."

"Anlaan, I bet that even if you really get a tooth decay, the wizards will definitely have a way to cure it."

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Broken Cauldron Bar,

The innermost side of the lobby,

In a place out of light, a wizard in a large cloak was sitting there.

He seemed to be in his early thirties at most, and his head that couldn't see his facial features was surrounded by a wide purple turban. A strange smell radiated from the turban, causing the wizards to sit far away from him.

After Professor McGonagall walked into the bar, his eyes were placed on the witch for the first time.

"Master, the old lady McGonagall is here." The wizard opened his mouth and said softly in a slender voice like a mosquito.

"Shut up, Quirrell! You idiot! I didn't tell you not to talk to me in this way outside." A somewhat angry voice followed Quirrell's head into his ears.

After hearing this voice, the corners of Quirrell's mouth twitched involuntarily. Not only that, but his eyes were full of fear and anxiety, as if the owner of this voice was something terrifying.

"Yes~ I'm sorry, Master. I~ I am not"

"Alright!" A very impatient voice came from behind her head, interrupting Quirrell's stumbling apology.

"Tell me, what is this old woman doing?"

"Look~ It seems that she is leading the freshmen to Diagon Alley."

"Newborn? Is that boy?

"Does not look like."

"Then don't worry, do what I told you. The cover letter for Dumbledore will be sent out today."

"Yes, Lord~Master."

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The Broken Cauldron Bar is undoubtedly a very famous place.

As early as 1500 AD, this bar already existed in London and became an important hub connecting the magical and non-magical worlds.

Interestingly, because the bar’s completion date is two centuries earlier than the promulgation of the "International Wizarding Secrets Act", at the beginning, Muggles were allowed to enter the bar freely, and the wizards did not hide at all. Trail idea.

In fact, at that time, Muggles were very popular in bars, but most of them felt that the topics people were talking to were extremely absurd.

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Bathilda Bagshot "A History of Magic"