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HP: The wholesome life

This is a whole some, slice of life, kind of fanfic. It's more about fun and Funny situations then fighting and killing. It's not about Harry and voldemort. It's about how you would live your life, if you were in HP, instead of planning and being a paranoid mess. But rather enjoying your second life, while growing, the mc will be powerful but not like something overpowered. __________________________________________ If you want to read ahead and support me Patreon.com/Rakasa on break till the end of April, I'm very busy with my College entrance exam prep.

Rakasa_dark · Book&Literature
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Chapter - 4 The Leaky Cauldron

"Hagrid, how did you get here?"

Along the way, William was chatting with Hagrid, because of the big man looked a little nervous.

Not only was he concerned about the safety of Muggle cars, but he also had motion sickness.

"I came here using Floo powder, from the fireplace in Principal Dumbledore's office!"

There was pride in Hagrid's words, as if using Dumbledore's fireplace was an amazing thing.

"What is this Floo powder?"

After learning from Hagrid that Dumbledore was just an old man with lot of fancy titles, Roy lost interest in the headmaster and became curious about the wizard's transportation.

"Oh, I forgot that you Muggles don't have Floo powder," Hagrid said apologetically.

"Floo powder is a kind of shiny green powder. Which you grab a handful, clearly say the name of the destinationyou want to go and then throw it down to reach your designated place . It is very convenient, cheap and fast."

William stroked Boba's head and nodded thoughtfully.

This floo powder is similar to teleportation, which is really convenient, but ah... Hagrid, why are you looking at us in pity.

William was sure that Hagrid was looking at him in pity like 'all Muggles live so primatively they don't even have floo powder.'

Nor magic,

Neither magical animals

They can't even go to Hogwarts, ahh such a beautiful place it is.

They are just so pitiful!

"Is there any other means of transportation besides Floo powder?" William asked.

"There are too many, port keys, Apparition, Knight Bus."

Hagrid seemed to recall bad memories. He stared at William and said solemnly, "Remember, never take the Knights Bus. I vomited all the way last time and almost died in it.

Merlin's beard, the Ministry of Magic should this type of transportation illegal."

Hagrid suddenly took out a stained, terribly dirty handkerchief to cover his mouth, and waved his left hand, motioning William to find some other topic to divert his attention.

"Hagrid, you said Professor Robert is dead, so do we have a new professor?" William opened the car window, and handed some olive's to Hagrid.

Olives can take away a little nausea, which will make Hagrid feel better.

After Hagrid took the olive, he replied, "The professor for DADA is not easy to find. Because of the death over the years, no one has been willing to come to Hogwarts to be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"Poor Professor Robert..." Hagrid turned the stained handkerchief over and blew his nose with a sound that sounded like a horn.

"I knew that Professor Robert liked to drink, but I didn't expect him to go to the forbidden forest while he was drunk.

I opened the door early in the morning, and took a small basket full of meat, and prepared to go to the forbidden forest to visit the lovely Aragog.

That's when, I heard from some Hufflepuff students that Professor Robert was missing. Everyone searched for him even in the Forbidden Forest, and that's when we saw a piece of his robe hanging on the thorn wood.

Professor Flitwick after observing the situation , "Oops, I'm afraid looks like he was attacked by a magical creature.

Going deeper, we found Professor Robert was lying in the devil's snare, his stomach had been pierced by the Tebo, he was still holding a bottle of fire whisky that was spilled all over the ground."

Hagrid wiped his snot, looking extremely sad.

"Hagrid, what is Devil's snare?"

Hagrid shuddered, as if remembering the scene of Robert's death.

"The Devil's snare is an extremely dangerous vine plant. When it matures, it can stretch out its tendrils to entangle those who come close to it, causing injuries to wizards and animals."

Hagrid complained: "I would love it if such plants were to go extinct, such dangerous plants should be wiped out, otherwise it will easily hurt those fragile magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest.

I don't know why Professor Sprout collects the Devil's snare, it's her strange hobby..."

William narrowed his eyes, carefully taking down the knowledge of the magic world taught by Hagrid.

He vaguely felt that something was wrong. In Hagrid's words, it seemed that magical creatures were fragile, cute, friendly, and simple...

For example, the eight-eyed giant spider named Aragog that Hagrid just mentioned... In his description, it seems to be hundred times cuter than Boba.

He also invited him to rub it's legs.

My God, is there such a cute creature in the magic world?

William had an inexplicable yearning for the Forbidden Forest.

The car drove for half an hour before reaching the destination.

"It's here." Finally, they have reached their destination , which made Hagrid raise his head excitedly.

We only heard a "bang" and his head hit the roof of the car.

Hagrid rubbed his head, there seemed to be no major problem, but there was a slight bulge on the roof.

Roy glanced dully towards Hagrid, then turned excited. He finally had a reason to talk to Lyanna about changing the car.

"Oh, sorry, I'll take care of it," said Hagrid.

"It's okay." Roy waved his hand generously, as if this matter was not worth mentioning.

"It's back to normal." Hagrid took out his little pink umbrella and tapped on the roof of the car, and the bulge disappeared immediately.

"..." Roy discovered a terrible thing. When William learned magic, wouldn't he will be forced to drive this car till he died by his wife.

After getting out of the car, Hagrid led the two of them into a bustling street, which was crowded with people.

There are bookstores, record stores, burger specialty stores, movie theaters on the street... It seems ordinary, but there is no sign of the Leaky Cauldron that Hagrid mentioned.

William finally found a sign in an inconspicuous corner—it was a shabby sign with a black cauldron drawn on it, and the words "leaky Cauldron " marked with a highlighter.

Hagrid smiled and said, "It's here - the Leaky Cauldron. It's the most famous place and the oldest pub in London, much older than any Muggle pub."

Hagrid's words were full of pride, but Roy was dumbfounded, he didn't see anything.

"It's understandable, in order to prevent being discovered by the Muggles, there are a lot of Confusion Charms placed here. Helping Muggle families enter Diagon Alley is one of the duties of the assigned parents."

Hagrid waved his little pink umbrella, and a blue light shot out, allowing Roy to see the bar too.

Although Hagrid was very proud of the Leaky Cauldron, when Roy walked in he realized that it was a dingy, old ,cramped bar.

William glanced at the infrastructure inside with disgust. Not only was it old, but it was also very dirty.

What a waste, this place is the arriving point of all the wizards, shouldn't it be much fancier.

If William was the Owner, he would have the decoration upgraded several grades, and add fascinating things of the magical world he would make it the most fanciest and fascinating place in the world.

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