Harry Potter: From Muggle Cousin to Conceptual Wizard

Chapter 15 The Stuttering Monster with the Garlic Headscarf Who Doesn't Follow the Plot!

Digg's wand is also a C-grade magical item. In fact, most wizards in the Leaky Cauldron have C-grade wands, with only a few elderly and powerful individuals having B-grade wands.

Based on the system's identification information and Dudley's speculation, a new wand should be classified as D-rank. As the wizard uses it, it receives magical nourishment and the mystique of spells, which will cause the wand's rating to rise.

At the same time, wear and tear on a wand during use will lower its rating.

Based on the wand's rating, one can roughly deduce the wand's owner's combat strength.

Wizards who know few spells and have weak magic have limited ability to nurture their wands. Even if they use them every day and take great care of them, their wands will remain at the C-rank, just like Hagrid who doesn't use a wand for years.

This made Dudley understand how Voldemort, a gangster boss, could rule the British wizarding world. The fact that the enemy was too powerful was only a superficial reason; the real reason was that most wizards were really bad.

Not only are they bad at the game, but their thought processes are also bizarre.

Without witnessing it firsthand, relying solely on public opinion and hearsay, they believed that Harry, an infant, had defeated the Dark Lord who ruled over them all.

How did they win? What did they use to win?

Nobody cared.

All they know is mindless fandom.

What's even more absurd is that afterwards, without even the caution of "seeing him alive or dead," they simply believed Voldemort was dead and started celebrating with champagne.

Thinking of Voldemort, Dudley had a bad feeling. He scanned the wizards in the Leaky Cauldron again and finally realized that something was wrong.

He didn't see Quirinus Quirrell, the Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts professor in the original story who had Voldemort drill into the back of his head, wore a turban, sprayed 'garlic perfume,' and stuttered.

According to the original plot, he should have been at the Leaky Cauldron, just like these wizarding fans, having his first meeting with Harry through Hagrid's introduction.

But now, he's not here.

If he's not here, where could he be?

not good!

Dali suddenly realized that someone was trying to steal what was in his bag!

"Harry! Hagrid! It's getting late!" Dudley called out.

Hagrid realized that they had been waiting a long time; one of the men who wanted to shake hands with Harry was already in line for the second time.

Harry, who was also getting tired of the excessive enthusiasm of the wizard fans, felt relieved upon hearing this and quickly grabbed Dudley and Hagrid's strong hands.

Haigla led the two through the crowd, past the bar counter, and into a small space enclosed by red brick walls.

Apart from a trash can placed against the wall, there was nothing else here.

Hagrid drew his umbrella wand, lightly touching the tip to the brick above the trash can, and muttered instructions on how to open the door: count up and down, find the brick to open the door...

Harry found it fascinating and listened attentively.

Dali was in no mood to care about such trivial matters; he was in a great hurry.

The bricks tumbled and formed an archway, opening the door to Diagon Alley.

“Welcome to Diagon Alley!” Hagrid greeted them warmly.

The commercial street, lined with all sorts of wizard shops, was bustling with activity, and wizards came and went, creating a lively yet peaceful atmosphere.

There are cauldron shops, stationery shops, robe shops, wand shops, pet shops, apothecaries, publishing houses, travel agencies, newspaper offices, beauty and potion shops, Quidditch boutiques, and even shops that buy and sell secondhand items...

A wide variety of items, a dazzling array.

Each store sign has its own unique effect, both old and surreal.

Dudley and Harry were visiting for the first time and found it very novel, so they couldn't help but take a second look.

But unlike Harry, who kept looking around, Dudley was very restrained and urged him naturally:

"Hagrid, hurry up and take us to Gringotts to get the money! Otherwise, it's too much of a hassle to just look at all these amazing shops and not be able to buy anything!"

“Oh! Dudley! You’re absolutely right! Let’s go!” Hagrid replied. “Gringotts is at the end of Diagon Alley, where it connects to Knockturn Alley, but Knockturn Alley isn’t a good place; it’s full of dark wizards…”

Hagrid started rambling again, continuing to talk as he walked.

He was extremely tall; one of his steps was equivalent to three or four of Dudley's and Harry's, and he moved forward very quickly.

Dudley led Harry to catch up quickly, and as they walked, he secretly and gently squeezed Harry's right wrist three times.

Harry suddenly became alert, no longer caring about the view of Diagon Alley. His cousin's code meant to remain vigilant. Could it be that Diagon Alley was not safe?

That's right. Hagrid said that Diagon Alley and Knockturn Alley are connected, so there's a good chance that dark wizards might be roaming around and committing crimes!

And so, Harry and Dudley, on high alert, followed Hagrid, who was leading the way, until they arrived at an extremely tall, white building. They stepped through the gleaming bronze doors and entered Gringotts, a goblin-run establishment.

Guided by the goblin waiter, the three arrived at Gringotts' service hall, a marble room where nearly a hundred short, ugly, goblin-like goblins were busy at work.

Hagrid found a goblin who wasn't too busy and told him his needs, including Harry needing to retrieve money from the Potters' vault and Dumbledore asking him to retrieve 'secret items' on his behalf.

Immediately, Hagrid took a golden key and a letter from the breast pocket of his shirt inside his new coat and handed them to the goblin.

The fairy carefully examined the two items, especially the handwritten note from Dumbledore.

After confirming that there were no problems, the goblin summoned a goblin named Griphook, handed him the golden key, and instructed him to take Hagrid, Harry, and Dudley to the two underground vaults to retrieve the items.

“Follow me!” said the fairy named Pull Ring.

Hagrid and his two companions followed, leaving the hall and entering through another door.

Everything seemed normal, which left Dudley with mixed feelings. He didn't know if Quirrell hadn't yet infiltrated Gringotts' underground vault, or if he had already succeeded quietly.

Dudley, this 'butterfly' from another world, hasn't even flapped its wings much yet, so why are the characters in the original story not following the script?

How hateful! That stuttering monster with the garlic headscarf!

Don't let me get the chance, or I'll make you pay!

Dudley was seething with resentment. At that moment, Rapunzel had already led them into a marble corridor leading to an underground vault.

A railway track runs through the center of the corridor, winding its way into the darkness deep within.

Pulling the ring whistled and, with a fairy-like touch, summoned a small cart with a cargo bed speeding along the tracks.

"Get in the car quickly!"

As the fairy pulled the ring, she jumped onto the side of the cart near the front.

There wasn't much space left for the three of them.

“This…” Harry hesitated. It seemed that the remaining space in the small carriage was not enough for the three of them, because Hagrid, that huge guy, was there.

Dudley had a flash of inspiration and immediately arranged, "Harry, you and Hagrid sit up, and I'll sit on Hagrid's shoulders!"