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 with small glasses, they were even more enthusiastic about Hagrid.

One of them 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.

Okay, 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 working for Hogwarts and can't drink."

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

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

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

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

Tom shrugged and said, "He hasn't appeared since I had a drink with you in the morning."

Hagrid was a little disappointed.

Passing through the bar, Hagrid led the two to a small courtyard with walls on all sides. 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 traveled such a long way 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 drank too much?" William interrupted and asked.

"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 furry little animal just wandering the streets 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 others." Roy comforted.

Hagrid smiled and said, "Thank you so much, Roy, you really are my best Muggle friend.

You can rest assured and leave William to me. No one dares to bully him at Hogwarts! "

Hagrid patted Roy on the shoulder with his huge palm, almost 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 head protruded 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 Cha's head.

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

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

He started to make up a three-headed dog with Samoyed, Husky and Alaskan heads... That's really cute!

It's just in the near future that William will understand how broken he is today!

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

"Count three dollars up—and two in the horizontal—" he whispered. "Okay, stand back."

He tapped the wall three times with the head of his umbrella.

The brick he knocked trembled and began to move, with a small hole in the middle.

The opening got bigger and bigger, and soon there was an archway wide enough for Hagrid to pass through, leading to a winding cobblestone street with no end in sight.

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

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

Hanging above the pot is a large pot made of copper—brass—tin plating—silver, with complete models, automatic stirring—foldable.

"Oh, William, you need to buy one," Hagrid glanced at the sky, "but the sun is going down soon, we have to go get the money first."

They came to a snow-white building towering over the surrounding shops, and beside the gleaming bronze gate stood a figure in a scarlet-gold uniform—a dark, intelligent face, he With a pointy beard.

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

Roy suffered another occupational disease. He couldn't help but stare at the goblin's grinning mouth, as if he wanted to check the health of his teeth.

William felt that he couldn't 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 found out 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, the following words were engraved: Please come in, stranger, but you have to be careful about what will happen if you are insatiable. If you ask for nothing, you will be punished the most severely. UU reading www.uukanshu. com So if you want to take from our underground vault a fortune that was never yours, thief, you have been warned, beware 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, he would also have this urge when he looked at those cash trucks in his previous life.

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

Isn't there such a strong defense here?

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

Hagrid nodded: "Of course it's strong. 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, "There's... a dragon down here!"

"dragon?"

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

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

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 **** 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 it was Hagrid's scattered spittle.

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