Harry Potter: Dark Alchemy

Eight fifteen in the morning.

Due to the time, there were not many customers in the Leaky Cauldron at this time. There were only one or two scattered customers who had been drunk last night and were sitting in the corner sobering up.

The weather in the morning was not hot, and the boss, Tom, was still standing behind the bar as usual, wiping the wine glass in his hand while watching the people passing by in the bar. Some of these people are going to Diagon Alley at the back, while others are going to the ordinary world outside.

Suddenly, a layer of green flame flashed in the fireplace of the bar, and a small figure walked straight out of the green flame.

Tom raised his eyes and looked over there. Who was that little figure if it wasn't Wright?

Wright walked out of the fireplace of the Leaky Cauldron and didn't have time to observe the people in the bar. He just quickly pulled out his wand and cast a cleansing spell on himself. The next moment, the ashes on Wright's hair, face, and shoulders disappeared in an instant, and his whole person became clean and tidy again.

Wright breathed a sigh of relief. This was the reason why he rarely used the Floo Network in the past. He would always get a lot of soot during his travels.

Wright turned and looked toward the fireplace.

Another burst of green flames rose, and a huge figure stepped out of it. It was Hagrid who couldn't hide the smile on his face.

"Hagrid, wait a moment," Wright motioned to Hagrid to stand still, and then cast a new cleaning spell on him, and Hagrid returned to his clean appearance.

"Thank you, Wright." Hagrid lowered his head and thanked Wright.

"It doesn't matter," said Wright, "let's not stand in front of the fireplace now, lest someone comes out of the fireplace later."

When Wright and Hagrid walked towards the bar, the boss Tom also said hello to them.

"Hagrid! Wright! You are here so early today. Do you want to get something?" Tom looked at the two of them with a smile.

"No need for now, we still have some things to deal with." To the surprise of Boss Tom, the first person to refuse was Hagrid, who usually had a few drinks in the Leaky Cauldron.

"Yes, we'll come back later, Boss Tom." Wright said politely, "We still have some things to solve now, see you later."

After Wright and Hagrid said goodbye to Boss Tom, they immediately walked out of the Leaky Cauldron.

"Wright, let's go to Privet Drive quickly!" Hagrid patted the pocket on his chest. Inside was the admission notice for Harry that had been placed there early. "I can't wait to see you. Harry!\

,""Don't worry, Hagrid," Wright smiled and shook his head, "We still have some things to take care of before we see Harry."

"I think we should go see Harry first!" Hagrid insisted. "If you have anything else, we can get the letter to Harry before we talk about it."

"No, it's not that I have anything to do, it's that you have something that needs to be solved first."

"Me?" Hagrid asked in confusion. He scratched his beard in confusion. "What problem will I have?"

"Hagrid, don't you think your attire is a bit too outdated?" Wright said with a smirk, "And Dumbledore also said that your height is too conspicuous in the world of ordinary people, aren't you going to modify it first? Shape?"

"What kind of look do you want to change?" Hagrid guarded his beard a little warily.

"Of course it starts with the clothes!" Wright looked at Hagrid, and before Hagrid could breathe a sigh of relief, he immediately said, "Then there's the beard and hair!"

"Merlin! You must not touch my beard!" Hagrid looked like he was blowing his beard and staring.

…

The process of buying clothes for Hagrid is not difficult. You can buy more suitable clothes in any department store. Of course, it is impossible to expect that they will fit perfectly. Anyway, even the largest size clothes can only be worn on Hagrid to a close-fitting effect.

With this in mind, Wright paired Hagrid with a dark blue suit and black trousers.

But getting a haircut is more difficult.

If you want a haircut in the UK, you don't just go to the barber shop and it will be done immediately. Everyone who wants a haircut must call the shop in advance to make a reservation, and then the barber can come to the shop to give him a haircut at the appointed time. Haircut.

However, these problems are just water in the face of magic.

Wright and Hagrid were standing together in front of a barber shop. Wright was holding two bags in his hands and glanced into the barber shop. There were not many people sitting in the barber shop at this time. After all, there were really very few people who came to get their hair cut at this time in the morning.

Wright took another look at the barber shop's sign. The word "toni" on it was extremely convincing. Wright has also seen this shop in Edinburgh, and it belongs to a local barber chain in the UK. (Full name is toni\u0026amp;guy)

Just as Wright was about to go in, Hagrid suddenly grabbed Wright's clothes.

"Light, do we really want to go in?" Hagrid whispered. Although his voice would sound loud to others no matter how low it was, Hagrid himself was not aware of this problem.

"Of course you have to go in!" Wright nodded affirmatively, "Have you forgotten the clothes we just bought? Do you want to wear a suit and still have such long hair and beard?"

"Although I don't want to, can we not shave and cut our hair?" Hagrid looked at the bag in Wright's hand with a bit of regret. This was the first time that someone had taken the initiative to buy clothes for him in his age, and they were such good-looking clothes. .

"No," Wright shook his head, "Can you imagine what it will be like when Harry sees you? Would you be more comfortable with a beard or without a beard?"

"Grow a beard," Hagrid said, but immediately added, "But also wear a suit."

"Okay! Stop worrying! If you keep worrying, today will be over!" Wright knew that Hagrid was a little shaken at this time, so he walked directly into the barber shop at the lead.

After Hagrid stood there and hesitated for a while, he gritted his teeth and followed Wright in.

"Welcome, two guests." The front desk clerk in the barber shop greeted the two with a smile.

"Hello," Wright nodded to her and pointed to Hagrid, who was following behind him. "Give him a haircut that suits him best."

"Okay, please wait a moment." The girl at the front desk did not show any discomfort because of Hagrid's size, but directly went to find a hairdresser.

About an hour later.

Wright was sitting on a chair, flipping through the latest movie magazines, when someone suddenly tapped the table in front of Wright.

Wright looked up.

Who is this fat little fat guy with a round face?