The Broken Cauldron Bar. This dirty little tavern was depressed due to the destruction of Diagon Alley's business district. Now, it was revitalized due to the transformation of Diagon Alley.
Ever since it became a logistics center, the wizards who worked here would choose to have a drink here to relieve the fatigue of the day, as well as to settle their lunch and dinner. These seemingly wild adepts caused the small bar to be shrouded in smoke, making it seem extremely rowdy and noisy.
Compared to the adepts who used to walk through the city gates and shop in Diagon Alley, the current customers were more in line with the style of the original Broken Cauldron. These cheap and plentiful food fit the needs of these working-class adepts.
"Those stingy fairies lost a lot this time. When they saw the gold coins that belonged to them being taken out one by one to compensate the surrounding warehouses, their faces turned blue and their heads drooped." The witch, Doris Crockford, who was a regular customer of the Broken Cauldron Bar, laughed loudly.
"They're lucky that they only lost money. They're actually quite lucky. This is the transit station for Muggle's supplies, so there aren't many magic items here. Also, it's after work hours, so no one died. Otherwise, it wouldn't be a problem that can be solved with money." Dedalor Deco saw that his words had attracted the attention of many wizards, so he proudly shook his head. The hat on his head shook even harder.
"Yeah, they lost a lot. I don't think these fairies will come to my bar for a while." The bar owner, Old Tom, who was almost bald and looked like a walnut, said dejectedly, "Their umbrella snail is probably going to stink."
"These stingy fellows raised the fire dragon until it went crazy. They can only bear the consequences of not keeping an eye on it," Dedalor Deco said nonchalantly. "Think about it. If it wasn't for Ms. Josephine Harris, how much damage would this fire dragon cause?"
"We should thank Sirius. He looked so cool standing on the dragon's back …" Doris Crockford clasped her hands together in front of her chest and said admiringly, "I bet if it wasn't for him, Josephine Harris wouldn't have sent the fire dragon to the dragon farm on the floating city so easily."
Tom shook his head at the argument between the two regulars. "That dragon was raised until it was sick. But to be able to subdue a dragon so easily, these wizards from the noble families are really something."
Then, the brick wall of the bar facing Diagon Alley turned into an archway, and the chatter in the bar suddenly stopped. Allen and Hermione walked into this dirty and small bar, holding a baby and a giant snake.
"Oh, my God, it's Mr. Allen Harris!"
Dedalor Deco stood up when he saw Allen. He was so excited that his hat fell off. He squatted down to pick it up shyly, but the hat fell next to the giant snake, which was at least twelve feet long and wavy as it crawled into the bar. He froze.
Doris Crockford was also a little frightened. She retracted her legs above the chair as if she could avoid being attacked by the giant snake in this way.
Although there were many Magi who had seen this giant snake on the floating city, they had only seen it from afar. Moreover, the route it would appear in was relatively fixed. Nagini usually only moved between the island in the middle of the lake and the Granger Family. Now that they were in such close proximity to the giant serpent in such a small space, many of the wizards couldn't help but feel a sense of dread. They tried to shrink their presence as much as possible. Many of them had heard a story told by another regular here, Arthur Weasley of the Ministry of Magic, about how he had been attacked by the giant serpent. The venom of the serpent would cause the wound to be unable to heal.
At this time, old Tom came out from behind the bar and trotted to Allen. "Oh! Principal Harris, Miss Granger … It's my pleasure. What do you want to drink? Whiskey juice and butter beer? "
Looking at the wrinkled, toothless bar owner who seemed to be getting older, Allan raised his voice slightly, "Erm … Tom, it's mainly because this kid is hungry and he didn't bring any milk powder with him … So he's here to ask for some goat milk or something …"
"Alright, please take a seat, Principal Harris. I'll go get it right away." Tom's attention was also attracted by the little girl who was kicking her legs. He smiled kindly. "When you first came to my bar, you were just two little things … In the blink of an eye, Principal Harris and Miss Granger's child is already so big?"
"No … No! She's not our child! Uh … "Hermione's cheeks flushed red, as if she felt that her words would hurt Delphi and Najini. She hurriedly said," She's our child … Hmm? No, I mean, she's our adopted daughter … "
"Hermione, Tom isn't senile. He's just teasing you." Allen looked at Hermione's reaction with amusement. He looked around and pulled the shy and delighted Hermione to an empty seat. "By the way, Tom, if you have any Giggle liquor, can you help me pour some for Najini? Don't you know that she's an American snake? At least the taste is from there … "
"Sure …" Tom, who had returned to the bar, flicked his finger. Without a cane, he made a fire in the fireplace beside Najini to ensure its body temperature. The bar owner placed a glass of goat's milk on the table in front of Allen and Hermione. Then, he began to prepare a drink for the giant snake who was spitting out snake apricots by the fireplace.
"Looks like business is going well. Your income has recovered to its previous level, right?" Allen said as he poured the goat's milk into a milk bottle and handed it to Hermione.
Hermione gently patted Delphine, who was in her arms, and started feeding her with the milk bottle. Her brown curly hair covered her face and the corners of her mouth. Delphine was already comfortably hugging the milk bottle, looking like a little squirrel eating pine nuts. Her little mouth was round and her cheeks were puffed up.
"Miss Granger looks like a good mother." Old Tom exclaimed in admiration. Then, he opened his toothless mouth and complained to Allen, "It's impossible to recover. Business is divided into periods. This time is not bad, but when they go to work, this place will be very deserted …" He said with some nostalgia. "And according to the old rules, you children loved to enter Diagon Alley from my place before you entered school. Even if you don't buy anything, the bars that you enter and leave are lively … Now, I can't even treat you to ice cream."
"The shop I promised before still stands. Tom, open the Broken Cauldron Bar in the floating city. I'll find a place for you." Allen tapped his finger on the table. "It's not too much trouble to move the whole place over."
"Thank you for your kindness. But after so many years, I'm more used to this place." Old Tom refused with a smile. He did not seem to be afraid of Nagini at all. He handed her a basin of wine. "Ever since Daisy Dodrich founded the Broken Cauldron in 1550, she became the first owner of this place. Generations of us have tried our best to build this place into a passageway that connects the non-magical world to Diagon Alley … Now that I'm here, I can't let this Broken Cauldron disappear completely. It will lose its purpose of existence somewhere else and become a regular tavern."
"That's true …" Allen nodded. "Just count three bricks above the rubbish bin, then two bricks horizontally, and use your wand to lightly tap the wall three times … This is where our dream begins …"
With a poof, the sighing stopped. Then, there was another poof and a hissing sound.
Allen and Tom looked towards the source of the two sounds. They saw that Delphi's little mouth and Najini's mouth had turned into an 'O' shape. The giant snake was laughing loudly because of the strong wine.
"She pooped. Allen, you hold the child first. I need to find a diaper …" Hermione skillfully stuffed Delphi into Allen's arms and hurriedly dug into her pocket. It seemed that she had taken care of the child personally when she was at home.
"Miss Granger, let me help you hold the child." Doris Kroc, on the other hand, was keenly aware of Alan's frown as he looked at Delphi's diaper. Knowing that the principal was a bit of a neat freak, she volunteered to take the opportunity to compliment him and walked over.
"Thank you so much, madam …" Allen heard her and immediately heaved a sigh of relief. He began to smile at the witch who was carefully avoiding the giant snake.
"This child pooped after eating. Who knows, she might become a straightforward Gryffindor in the future?" Seeing that the atmosphere was good, Dedalo Digger took the opportunity to pick up his hat. "Headmaster Harris, you haven't been to Diagon Alley for a long time. Why did you bring Miss Granger here this time? If you need me to run errands, I can help. "
"Thank you, Digger … But there's no need to trouble yourself." Allen looked at Gringotte outside the window. "We're just here to help Delphi retrieve something from her family's vault from Gringotte."
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