Chapter 46 Market Street, Diagon Alley in America (Please Read On)
"Hiccup~"
Newt burped happily, smelling slightly of alcohol.
Xu was usually too strictly controlled by Mrs. Tina, after she and Gretel boarded the carriage.
He couldn't wait to order a cup of hot and fragrant butter beer, and drank it in one gulp.
Newt said, perhaps feeling Gretel's gaze.
"Underage wizards are not allowed to drink, but there is lava chocolate milk here, which is the favorite of young wizards in America."
Grete shook his head and refused. He refused to consume alcohol and was equally insensitive to this sweet drink.
But speaking of it, Newt actually liked butterbeer, which really surprised Gretel.
You know, butterbeer is more of a slightly alcoholic beverage than wine.
This drink has always been more popular among teenage wizards.
Many senior students at Hogwarts go to Hogsmeade every week just for butterbeer.
Some people even bring it to school to drink, such as a senior at the year-end dinner.
Although Hogwarts does not support this behavior.
But among adult wizards, it is not so popular. The sweet taste always causes complaints from adult wizards.
Adult wizards generally prefer stronger firewhiskey or red currant rum.
Or mead with a slightly lower alcohol content, such as Dumbledore, who often drank it in the office.
After a short rest, Newt ordered another drink and drank slowly. From time to time, he pointed out the window and introduced Gretel to the wizarding stronghold hidden in the Muggle world below.
Newt was right, the Thestral carriage was indeed comfortable and fast. Before finishing the second cup of butterbeer, they arrived at today's destination.
"Okay, we're here." Newt stood up, drank the last half of the beer, and dropped a gold galleons and thirteen silver Sickles on the table.
The place where we got off the bus was in a remote alley in the city, and the street sign said This St.
At another intersection not far away, the sign turned out to be Another St.
Grete secretly complained about the strange road name.
"Follow the sign for thirteen steps and tap the mailbox opening three times with your wand."
Newt spoke as he did so, and after three taps, the huge mailbox cracked open in front of the two of them.
"Hurry up and tie yourself to the wall with a safety belt."
Newt's voice was urgent, and Gretel noticed two safety belts embedded in the wall of the mailbox.
After fastening the seat belt, the cracked mailbox closed again, and with a strong sense of weightlessness, the mailbox disappeared.
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"How do you feel?" Newt smiled and straightened his messy silver hair.
"Well, how should I put it, it's exciting."
Gretel was still frightened. Who would have thought that the commercial street of America, which was the benchmark for Diagon Alley in the UK, would welcome guests in such a wild way.
Hearing Gretel's comment, Newt burst into laughter instantly, and his hearty laughter made many wizards passing by look at him.
But it's obvious that Newt's reputation can be considered a household name in the American wizarding world.
Everyone who saw him took off their hats politely and then left in a hurry.
"Welcome to Market Street."
Newt looked happy, he was happy, and it seemed that the young and mature Gretel still retained the child side of her.
"Like Diagon Alley, this is a shopping street for wizards in America. You can buy everything related to wizards here."
Newt was right, you could buy everything here.
There are shops on both sides of Market Street, and there are even black magic shops that can only be opened in Knockturn Alley in the UK.
The mutilated mummy huddled in the corner of the window, hiding from the sun.
Dried lizards and bats sway majestically under the eaves in front of the store.
The corpse box, which looked eerie at first glance, was openly erected in the window, soliciting customers who needed it.
But Gretel didn't have the chance to look carefully because he was passing by this store.
Newt grabbed his hand and walked over quickly.
There are also a few dusty fireplaces on the street, and from time to time one or two gray-headed wizards will spit out.
"Floo Network, the Magical Congress of the United States of America exchanged technology from the British Ministry of Magic, but obviously, they basically don't maintain it.
Normally, although Floo Network is uncomfortable, it won't make people so embarrassed. "
Newt's tone was filled with rejoicing, glad that he didn't bring Gretel with him into such a mess.
Perhaps America is indeed wild, and there are many wizards who directly apparate in front of the store they want to go to.
"Isn't there a counter-curse for disembodiment arranged here?"
Grete asked curiously.
Like Diagon Alley in the UK, let alone apparating, even if you put a simple fluorescent spell in Diagon Alley, you may face charges from the Ministry of Magic.
"It used to exist, but it was canceled after a protest by American wizards."
"Protest action?"
"Yes, the content of the protest is that American wizards have the right to cast spells freely. Banning magic is an inhumane act, so now even magic spells are not banned on Market Street."
Newt's tone was full of confusion and shock.
"Of course, I'm not suggesting you take out your wand."
At Newt's signal, Gretel saw a man being kicked out of the store with a salesperson holding a wand to his head.
Judging from the unreleased magic power hidden at the tip of the wand, it should be a quite powerful attack spell.
A moment later, two Aurors wrapped in windbreakers rushed over and took the suspect away.
"I didn't intend to rob them. I just wanted to ask them if they could put two magic gems on my wand."
However, hearing his defense, the salesperson spat viciously.
"Have you ever seen a decent person take out a wand in a leather second-hand store and ask about the gems?
If it weren't for the self-defense rating criteria that was just issued a few days ago, you would have to put yourself together now."
Newt spread his hands, "Get it."
The people next to him seemed to be tourists from other countries.
Hearing Newt's words, he and Gretel nodded in agreement.
"I brought you here to buy you a few puppets to practice dueling. Dumbledore's letter said that you were targeted by the Death Eaters.
I think you need to strengthen your self-protection ability.
After all, no one can protect you all the time except yourself."
Gretel's eyes lit up.
Since finding that he couldn't deal with the trolls on Halloween Eve, Gret started to study the attack spells that suit him.
However, the unicorn hair wand core was not compatible, so the progress was slow.
Newt should have a way to solve it.
Gret's sudden eager eyes made Newt confused.
This little Gret, how can he be like a Ditto, with a different face in a moment.
After buying the puppet, at Gret's request, Newt bought him a set of equipment for preparing potions, and went to the pharmacy to buy the potion materials Gret needed.
"Dr. Scamander, I will give you the money after my potion consignment is sold out."
It has to be said that the development of potion science in America is really too rough.
A bottle of joy potion with only 80% efficacy is sold at a price of 12 Galleons.
You should know that in the UK, a bottle of joy potion with perfect efficacy is only sold for 10 Galleons.
It has to be said that America has its own national conditions. Gret seemed to see a shining gold mountain in front of him.
The first chapter of the transition, there will be two more chapters tonight, a little later, you can read it tomorrow, wish you all good night in advance.
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Small theater
Auror of the Magical Congress of the United States: Mike Grete, we have obtained evidence that you have violated the anti-dumping law of magic potions by selling a large amount of euphoria, and now you are confiscating the proceeds according to relevant regulations.
(Rubbing hands)
Grete (helpless): I understand.
Handing over a large bag of gold galleons.
Auror: Welcome Mr. Grete, the British potion master, to America. All the potions you prepare will be approved by the Auror Office of the Magical Congress of the United States. May your business prosper.