My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

Compared with the area where Muggles gather, the block Nelson is in at the moment is a bit deserted. Even if it is large enough to be as large as the magic product area, the number of customers walking on the street is less than one-tenth of the next door, or even less.

It is said to be next door, in fact, the so-called two blocks do not have a clear boundary such as a "wall". There is no obstacle or barrier on the road. This separation only exists in concept and vision. The clothing store and the tailor's shop opened by Muggles are bounded by an invisible barrier that divides the tourists into two distinct groups. One side is bustling, and the other is sparse. The strange thing is that the front row of the clothing store with wizards' weird clothes is full of people wearing clothes. Tourists in Muggle uniforms, and those who linger in front of the tailor's window full of suits, are those wizards in robes.

It's just that this sparseness is only compared with the adjacent neighborhoods. If these curious wizard customers are stuffed into Diagon Alley, it is enough to crowd the narrow street.

Opposite the tailor's shop, there is a shop that looks like a pastry shop. The fire is burning brightly, but there is not even a working pastry chef inside. The fire facing the street occasionally glows green. A moment later, a wizard with a friend or a family member crawled out of the fireplace.

"Sir, this is the magic fireplace set up by the Lifloo Network Management Office. It was originally planned to be a small shop for making pastries, but the owner of that shop was seriously ill, and only the kind that St. Mungo can heal," the wizard pilot said. Noticing that Nelson was looking at the fire, he introduced at the right time, "Their children got to know Miss Black by chance and got the opportunity to go to St. Mungo's for treatment, but they just can't afford the high medical expenses, so this room is for the time being. The vacant shop was temporarily set up as the hub of the Floo network, which can be considered to make up for the shortcomings of the original plan. The department paid him per capita. Although it was not much, it was a long time, and after about fifteen years, they would be able to pay him back. The debt is cleared."

"Fifteen years..." Nelson stuttered, "Does it take that long?"

"That's right, sir," whispered the wizard driver, "the Muggle sterling doesn't have the purchasing power of Galleons after all, and the shops you've seen before are willing to charge sterling mainly because they make a profit, after all. Daily necessities such as snacks, drinks or clothes can be bought with sterling and raw materials that are no different from Muggles. They can earn more Galleons in Diagon Alley, but St. Mungo's can't take sterling, take Those papers with the Muggle Queen printed on them can't buy herbs or magical animal products, let alone pay doctors - this is one of the reasons for the deadlock in the work of the Ministry, not only medical treatment, but also potions, alchemy, magical protection Papers and even brooms cannot be circulated among Muggles, they can't be used, and merchants can't recover the cost of those papers, so it seems that the prosperity of Diagon Alley is increasing day by day, but in fact, It's just constantly issuing licenses to sell different goods in the same industry."

The wizard driver was talking, and several young wizards drilled out of the fireplace in the empty shop. They looked at the abbreviation of the Ministry of Magic on the rear of the car, and after a while of teasing, they rushed to the car and made it. The rude gesture, the driver smiled awkwardly, "Minister Richie is more friendly to the people, you know, so these half-lads like to joke with him."

"Maybe," Nelson looked condescendingly at the wizards who hid in the crowd after provocation, vaguely feeling that their attitude was not as simple as the driver said, and shook his head gently, "Someone like Minister Richie , the Ministry of Magic has never had it before, and I am afraid it will be difficult to have it in the future."

"Yes, sir," the driver turned his head and said to Nelson seriously, this was also the first time that this man who only knew the memorandum, the tour guide-like man expressed his own attitude or ideas, "as long as the minister's philosophy The future will definitely get better and better if you can defeat those bloodlineists... Sorry, I made you laugh, but while the eyes of the whole world are on London, Minister Rich is still getting stumped by those purebloods. "

"Anything gets in the way," Nelson said with a communicative smile. "I believe in Secretary Rich's abilities."

There was a flash of urgency and disappointment in the wizard driver's eyes, but he quickly calmed down, turned his head and continued to control the steering wheel, only occasionally swiping Nelson's face in the rearview mirror. , slowly fell in the middle of the road.

"Sir, compared to the half of the street, although this place is deserted, the variety of goods is very rich," he quickly adjusted his mood, and seriously introduced the situation of this street, "due to the use of magic The standards for modifying Muggle items have been relaxed. It only needs to be reviewed by the Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Muggle Items to confirm that there is no black magic and will not cause serious accidents. Magic focuses on the simplicity of structure and use, or pursues the ultimate in other aspects. On this basis, with the help of magic, they can often play the effect of one plus one greater than two."

"I never thought wizards would favor these things," Nelson looked out the window at the shop

"Of course, wizards are more of an early adopter," the wizard driver said. "Like there, the most popular snacks and drinks are here. Few wizards will go to the world where Muggles live, even if we have worked together. Living in London for so many years is like having two neighbours across the street, one working day shift and one night shift."

"Your analogy is quite apt."

"Sir, this is a manuscript written by the Department of International Affairs," the wizard driver shook his head and said with a smile. "When the Minister of Magic of Norway came to visit last week, this is how I introduced it to him. Even if there are many problems, All over the world, we're doing great!"

"I do know a little bit about the situation in Norway," Nelson nodded. "The wizards in the three Nordic countries have always been quiet, let alone with Muggles. Even wizards and wizards rarely move around."

"You're right."

"Are all these shops run by wizards?" Nelson asked. "I mean the whole of Diagonal Alley."

"Most yes," the wizard driver nodded, "this half of the street actually had some Muggle shops in the beginning, selling some Muggle specialties, but most wizards didn't like them, so some people quickly The shop was sold out, and there were still a few Muggles left, and came up with new ideas."

"tell me the story?"

Almost the entire street is related to magic, nothing more or less. Nelson became interested when he heard that there were Muggle shops here.

"Hire, sir," said the wizard-driver, "just as the suburban magic factory hires Muggle workers, some Muggles hire down-and-out wizards to serve them, and at first there are wicked wizards who take over the magpie's nest. However, with the intervention of the Ministry of Magic, this evil has been curbed, and now there is even a dedicated office in the Alexander Building to sign contracts between Muggles and wizards, and their property and safety of life will be in the Ministry of Magic. Wizengamore is still arguing over the matter despite procedural disputes, and many people are reluctant to accept the fact that wizards work for Muggles, which is currently considered private. commission."

"What do they hire wizards for?"

"Doing the same thing as everyone else, these hired wizards use magic to realize their employer's vision, and even because of the loose control, these Muggles know their world better, so their creativity is amazing," Wizard Driver Exclaimed, "My wife just bought one last month... Muggle what to say? A box for starching clothes."

"washing machine."

"Yes, you know a lot!" he sighed and continued, "It's not like we are used to letting house elf wash clothes, just put the clothes in, it will add water, add soap, and then Washing and drying clothes. I heard that Muggles need someone to operate those steps, but it is much more convenient than learning the difficult and useless cleaning spell, not to mention that magic turns the only inconvenient step into a It's convenient, there is a catalog of goods in the dark compartment next to the door, you can take a look if you are interested."

"Wizards are hired by Muggles..."

Nelson found the commodity list, flipped through it, and thought about it. Compared with the wizard's interest in Muggle goods, this matter was more important. It could almost be recorded as a milestone after the repeal of the secrecy law. No matter how fancy the first half of the street is , it just reproduces the relationship between the lord and the squire before the establishment of the secrecy law. The inferior people use inferior currency to buy inferior goods, and the real valuable things - the real magic is always in the hands of the wizards .

Compared with the popularity of wizard goods, Nelson cares more about the employment of Muggles, which means that they at least have enough capital to buy wizard labor, and they stand together as equals for the first time through this bond - even if it is abject Wizards and wealthy Muggles.

The catalogue was overwhelming, almost everything Nelson could think of in his day-to-day life, and the driver was right that Muggles knew their strengths better than wizards.

"Oh? Unlimited refills of Coke."

"Do you know this?"

"It's a coincidence, I have a cup."

"A lot of people love this stuff, it's the most popular item among wizards, and it's even comparable to butterbeer among Muggles," the driver said with a smile, "it's interesting to say, there are two that sell the same thing The shop, open face to face, fought evenly, and even disturbed the Aurors."

"Competitive products, it's normal," Nelson shrugged, "Stop the car, I'll go get a drink."

The car accelerated and stopped quickly. Nelson pushed the door and got out of the car under the curious gazes of passersby. He raised his head and saw the dazzling red sign. He turned around and walked across the street without hesitation. A blue and red shop.

There was a sweet smell in the air, and the sound of bubbles bursting in his ears. Nelson walked to the counter and lined up behind a pair of wizard couples. A Muggle girl with a high ponytail was tied and divided into two parts by white. Half a red and blue headscarf, skillfully changing change for customers, she hummed a song, and the freckles on her face danced with the swaying, Nelson noticed that the currency used in this store was actually Galleons, and described to the driver The situation is slightly different, there are already Muggles who can earn Galleons.

"One bottle, thank you."

After the couple hugged each other greasy and crooked and left with two straws inserted into the same bottle at the same time, Nelson stepped forward and pointed to the menu in front of the clerk, saying that it was a menu, but there was only one type of it. Commodity - something cola.

"Are you a wizard? Sir?" the girl asked curiously. From Nelson's clothes, she couldn't tell his identity.

"Is there any difference?"

"Yes, sir," the girl nodded, "we have a 'magic kiss on soda cans' campaign."

She took out an empty soda can from under the counter and introduced: "As long as the wizard can leave any traces of magic on the soda can, UU reading www.uukanshu.com can enjoy a 30% discount, we have many who do not know magic but are fascinated of loyal customers, even the simplest magic is enough to keep everyone excited for a long time.”

"interesting."

Nelson grabbed the can and held it up to his eyes. Behind the girl was a basket full of all kinds of strange cans. He had been trained by almost all magic. He rubbed his chin and stared into the girl's eyes.

"Sir, you—"

The girl raised her head and froze suddenly. After a while, she blushed and lowered her head.

"Sorry," Nelson raised the brim of his hat and nodded. The can in his hand floated and turned gently. Under the admiring gaze of the girl, the blue of the can slowly faded away, and was gradually covered by the red of the sign of the store opposite. , he showed a wicked smile, put the soda can that had turned into the opposite shape on the table, dropped Galleon, took the unlimited refill of Coke from the girl, turned and left, "Don't look for it."

The car had turned its head and stopped in front of the store. The wizard driver stood beside the car and opened the back door for Nelson.

"Does the ministry know what they usually do?"

When the car started again, Nelson asked in a normal tone.

"We have special supervisors and Aurors regularly patrolling Slant Lane, don't worry, sir."

Nelson nodded and didn't say much. Reporter Wallace, Chocolate Frog cartoons, and even the soda cans with traces of the spell... Muggles were not as passively accepted as most people thought, on the contrary, they were going from closed to ordered In the suffocating cocoon room, he tried his best to pass through the airtight wall, and cast a questing gaze to the wizard outside.

"What's the matter, sir?"

"Nothing, where are we going next?"

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