Chapter 158 Watson and Prince

London, Leaky Cauldron.

The shabby wooden door was pushed open from the outside, and two men in black robes walked in.

Old Tom, who had been the owner of the bar for decades, received them.

Of the two wizards, the younger one had long chestnut hair tied into a ponytail, and his face looked a little pale, but his features were still pretty.

The older one had a hooked nose, a sallow face that looked like he had been suffering from a long-term illness, and his eyes were gloomy, looking at everyone with an ugly expression.

"Two new faces, what are your names?"

The young wizard with a ponytail introduced with a smile.

"Ah, we really just came to the UK not long ago. My name is John Watson, and this is my uncle Tobias Prince. We want to stay here for a while. I wonder how to settle the price of the room?"

Tom looked at the uncle and nephew and nodded with a clear face.

"How long do you want to stay here?"

"We don't know exactly how long. We are traveling around. Recently, we are running out of money, so we plan to stay in the UK and get some Galleons to support our travel. My uncle is a potion master and is very good at making potions. He wants to come to Diagon Alley to see if he can find a few potion shops to cooperate with, so he has to live here for at least three months."

After hearing his words, Tom looked up and down at the potion master "Prince" and could indeed see some master's temperament from him.

"If it's at least three months, then I can give you a big discount on the rent, but you have to pay the three-month rent directly, and then give me one month's money for each month you stay until you leave."

"Two rooms are seven Galleons and four Sickles a month. If you pay the three-month rent first, you have to pay me twenty-one Galleons and twelve Sickles first."

"Watson" has no objection to this price. Strictly speaking, the Leaky Cauldron is an asset of the Ministry of Magic, and the owners here are all appointed by the Ministry of Magic.

The price of drinks can be decided by the boss himself, but the room rate is open and transparent in the entire wizarding world, and there is no trick to play on it.

After paying the room fee, Tom took them to Room 11 and Room 12 on the second floor.

"John Watson" and "Tobias Prince" are naturally Sherlock and Snape.

The two of them had each drawn up a fake identity in Cokeworth. Sherlock insisted on not using his real identity because there is already a Sherlock Forrest and Severus Snape in this world.

If they still use their original names and appearances, then when dealing with other wizards, there is a high probability that problems will arise. It is safer to arrange a fake identity.

The method of changing appearance does not use Polyjuice Potion.

That potion is okay for temporary use, but if you want to use it all the time to maintain the changed appearance, you need to drink a sip every one, two or three hours.

Not to mention the trouble, no one can always provide them with available hair to support them in making medicine.

Snape used another potion, which was not for drinking, but like plasticine, it could be transformed into a shape according to one's own ideas and attached to the face of a person.

As for the color and length of hair, it was easy to change. Snape had both the hair growth potion and the hair dye potion, and they would last forever after being used once.

In Room 12, Snape and Sherlock sat together in this room.

"You always say that history cannot be changed. In the original history, did Watson and Prince really come to the Leaky Cauldron?" Snape stared at Sherlock and said lightly.

Sherlock was flipping through a brochure in the room. This brochure contained introductions and advertisements for almost all the shops in Diagon Alley.

"I'm talking about the established history that is well known to the public." Sherlock said as he read, "From now on, we don't have to be too restrained in doing things. Just think of ourselves as people of this era. This world is not that fragile. As long as we don't think about going against something in history, there will be no problem normally."

Snape didn't comment on Sherlock's words, and his face was cold and he didn't say anything.

Sherlock didn't stand up until he finished reading all the shops in Diagon Alley in this era in the booklet.

"Let's go. We need a stable source of income. You and I don't have many gold galleons on us."

He didn't lie to Tom just now. Sherlock did plan to contact the potion shop in Diagon Alley and use Snape's ability to make medicine to earn enough for their living expenses during this period.

Snape didn't object to this. Sherlock had returned the wand to him. He was still confused now. He wanted to change history and save Lily, but he had no clue.

I can only follow Sherlock's instructions and cooperate with him to find a way to return to the normal timeline. Whether I can find it or not, I will have to try it out first.

Together, they came to Diagon Alley in the summer of 1977.

This place looks no different from sixteen years later. Most of the names of the shops are familiar, but there are not as many pedestrians on the street as later, and many wizards have stern faces and look worried.

Combined with the current situation, this scene of the largest commercial street in the British wizarding world can be explained.

Sherlock and Snape quickly found a potion shop - Extraordinary Potion Shop.

This shop was chosen by Sherlock among the three potion shops in Diagon Alley. The reason is actually very simple. It has the shortest opening time, less than five years.

There must be pharmacists in the shop who can always provide finished potions, but they must be very scarce in high-end sources. Wizards who can be called potion masters are truly precious species in the wizarding world.

The owner of this potion shop is a middle-aged witch who looks quite charming. After Sherlock explained his purpose, she showed obvious interest.

"I want to see your finished potion."

Snape took out a bottle of intelligence enhancer from his pocket expressionlessly. This was one of the stocks he carried with him, a potion that could make wizards' minds clearer.

The formula of the intelligence enhancer was very ordinary, and the materials were also ordinary, but it required a high level of craftsmanship from the pharmacist, which best reflected the level of the pharmacist.

Being able to be the owner of a potion shop, this witch was naturally an expert in potions.

She opened the potion, and just by smelling it and observing the quality of the potion, she could already see the level of its maker.

"If you can guarantee that the potions you produce in the future can reach the same level as this bottle of intelligence enhancer, then I will provide the materials, and I can give you 50% profit for each bottle of potion after deducting all costs."