Allen left the Dursleys' house after they signed the contract, which obliges them to do two things: take care of Harry Potter without mistreating him physically or mentally. It seems like an unpleasant joke that a contract is necessary for something that should be common sense. The second thing is that the contract obliges them not to disclose the existence of Allen.
Allen noticed Petunia Dursley's gaze, but he simply sighed and paid no attention. If he slept with every woman who found him attractive, his harem would have nine figures or more.
The main problem now is deciding what to do next. Allen doesn't want to or cannot live in the normal time of this world, so the most logical thing would be to leap to the future where Harry's story begins at Hogwarts. But on the other hand, he could take advantage of it to build a reputation in the magical world.
Allen put that aside and went to London, specifically to a certain very famous place. The spectators had certain expectations.
On the way Allen exchanges credits for cash.
...
Allen had skipped the night to avoid waiting hours to go to London.
It was November 2, 1981, just the morning after Dumbledore left Harry.
Allen walked the streets of this huge and ancient city. He couldn't say specifically what the difference was between the London of his world and the London of Harry Potter, but there was a kind of magical atmosphere in the air, as if a truck could appear out of nowhere at any moment while wizards fought, casting rays and fireballs.
Allen shook his head. He had done a lot of absurd things, but there was something about this world that had a magical charm. Yes, he had magic and magical power, but he had never been in a world entirely based on magic.
Allen arrived at a certain street as the clouds brought a cold atmosphere.
"The Leaky Cauldron."
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Gwen - Allen, you! *She looks incredulous.*
MJ - I see, a wizard without a wand is very rare!~ *She laughs while rolling on your bed.*
Felicia - I don't understand why they're excited; it's just a very common bar... *She's in the bathtub taking a bubble bath.*
Rick - I'm not a fan of magic, but putting the entrance where you can buy magical alcohol appeals to me. *Rick is vomiting in a trash can.*
'Why?!' Allen was puzzled by Rick's situation, then he remembered what... It's Rick.
Allen entered the place and saw many people drinking and talking. Some glanced at him and raised an eyebrow. Allen wasn't known, he was young and very striking with his hair and eyes.
More than anything, there was a mysterious aura around him. It wasn't intentional, but it was the result of his apocalyptic adventures.
The eyes of wizards and witches watched him as he approached the bar. Allen didn't say anything, he simply took out a Sickle and slid it across the bar.
The bartender looked at the coin and indicated that he could go to the back.
Behind the Leaky Cauldron, you can access Diagon Alley.
In Harry Potter's world, the currency used by wizards and witches in the UK is the Galleon. The Galleon is a gold coin that has a considerably higher value than Muggle money. In addition to the Galleon, there are also the Sickle, worth a seventeenth of a Galleon, and the Knut, worth a twenty-ninth of a Galleon. These coins are used in Diagon Alley and other places in the magical world for purchases and transactions.
Allen was a stranger, but showing money from the magical world was a quick way to identify himself without words and would allow him to enter Diagon Alley without any problems.
Emma HC - Wait, aren't you going to eat?!
Gwen HC - Allen, I need to try the butterbeer!
Allen stopped in his tracks; he was about to go to Diagon Alley, but seeing many comments about trying the food, Allen decided to sit down. He almost forgot that this was the Leaky Cauldron!
The Leaky Cauldron sells a variety of magical products and items related to the magical world. Some of the products that can be found at the Leaky Cauldron include:
Magical drinks: The Leaky Cauldron is known for serving a variety of magical drinks, such as butterbeer and other special potions.
Magical food: Magical dishes and foods can be found at the Leaky Cauldron, such as pumpkin pie and pies of all varieties.
Magical books and newspapers: Customers can purchase spell books, magical instruction manuals, and magical newspapers at the Leaky Cauldron.
Travel supplies: Magical travel supplies, such as brooms, travel cloaks, and other essentials for wizards on the go, can also be acquired.
In summary, the Leaky Cauldron is a place where wizards and witches can buy a variety of magical products and essential items for life in the magical world.
The first thing he ordered was butterbeer...
"Here you go, sir."
Allen saw the iconic drink in front of him and, with a smile, decided to taste it and feel the flavor sliding down his throat. It was very good. He thanked Emma and Gwen for convincing him to stay.
Allen drank three more mugs and then bought a good amount of beer to send to Gwen through the system to share with the other girls. Unlike Allen, Gwen doesn't drink, even though she's old enough to do so, but this time, the girl went crazy and broke that rule.
Of course, Tony, Hulk, Thor, Jack, and Yuri, along with an army of men, complained about the injustice, but Allen couldn't buy for everyone, so he promised to have several giveaways for them.
...
Setting aside the topic of butterbeer, Allen tried the "magical food" at the place, which is magical because the roast chicken in front of Allen stood up despite being completely cooked. He grabbed a knife and struck a fighting pose.
Allen grabbed the fork and accepted the challenge. In the end, it was a victory for Allen. He almost felt bad for eating such a great warrior, but his mother taught him not to waste food.
"I will remember you, great warrior, Sir. Gallardo," said Allen with a tear as he ate. "It's so delicious."
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Hestia - I still can't believe you ate the chicken...
Diana - A great warrior never gave up until the end; it would be dishonorable not to eat it in his honor.
Nikky - That chicken had more guts than ninety percent of the men in the Chat...
Rogue - Hahaha Facts!
The entrance to Diagon Alley was a brick wall that was activated by touching several places in a certain sequence.
Allen needed Gwen's guidance to open it; once done, the wall opened, and Allen saw the magical world in all its splendor before him.
Wizards and witches were buying and walking around, dressed in different robes and outfits. Elves, owls, and magical creatures were everywhere.
There was a letter flying as if flapping its wings, books floating in the air going somewhere, colorful smoke coming out of chimneys, people appearing and disappearing, a man turned into a hummingbird, a horse turned into an old woman, there was a ceramic head insulting its owner for selling it. There was a gargoyle yawning on a roof.
Potions, magical books, magical artifacts everywhere. Allen could hear the fans of his Chat screaming as they wished to be there.
Allen laughed and promised to buy harmless magical trinkets to give away to the spectators. Of course, his girlfriends and friends would receive direct gifts without needing to participate.
"Mr. Walter, from the UN, we have concerns about bringing magical gadgets into our world, even if they are apparently harmless. We cannot trust that nothing bad will happen."
"Like a zombie virus that ends the universe?" Allen shook his head. Normally, he would complain about this, but he understands that everyone is still scared because of the events of the previous world.
Allen wasn't even aware of the repercussions it had in his world, but from what the girls informed him, there was high tension worldwide. It's one thing to see a foreign world in danger, but seeing a similar world have such a horrible fate made many people a bundle of nerves.
Allen decided to wait until things calmed down.
Allen walked among the crowd; everyone minded their own business, but the handsome young man caught the attention of more than one person.
For his part, Allen saw the sign of Gringotts Bank. In that place, many secrets of the magical world are found. Unfortunately, Allen has no business there for now.
...
Inside an establishment in Diagon Alley, there was an old man with white hair and elegant clothing carefully handling several rectangular boxes. In these boxes were the most important objects for a wizard of this world: magic wands.
Made of cedar, willow, birch, oak... etc.
With a dragon heartstring core, phoenix feathers, unicorn hair, etc!
Wands of all types, sizes, shapes, colors, materials...
The older man was proud of his work, of his family's legacy. He was Garrick Ollivander, the current Ollivander, from Ollivanders shop.
"If you want a wand, you must go to Ollivanders," this shop boasts the title of being the best creator of magic wands in the magical world.
Garrick sighed. With the years, the workload became heavier, but with faithful and proud dedication, he continued to play his role as an intermediary. He doesn't sell wands; he helps them find their destined wizards and witches.
The man lowered and took out a notebook to organize his inventory...
Being Ollivander is a blessing and a curse; he is destined to see great wizards and witches who will go down in history... whether for their great deeds or for the terrible things they will do.
Like his father before him, he handed a wand to Albus Dumbledore and Gellert Grindelwald...
Garrick handed his wand to Tom Riddle... the Dark Lord Voldemort...
Garrick doesn't regret it, he can't. He doesn't see the future, although he can know which wand is for which wizard, he can't see what will happen in the future. And even if he knew what would happen, could he refuse to give a wand?
The man looked at the clock for some reason, today he felt different.
He stopped writing, stopped doing inventory, and went to his teapot, preparing two cups of tea for no reason.
Garrick walked to the counter and waited, looking at the door. Garrick Ollivander is a very busy man, but today, this morning, this hour, he wished to do nothing more than stand behind the counter.
Ollivander doesn't see the future, but he lives in a world where the impossible is optional.
Ollivander feels strangely nervous but also expectant.
The gears of destiny usually turn with an organic rhythm, but today they seem to resonate with a new and unexpected melody.
The bell rang as the door opened.
"Now that I think about it, you also need a wand, right, Wednesday?"
"Not really, but as a tradition, I wouldn't mind trying those so-called Unforgivable Curses..."
"Dear, they have that name for a reason..."
"It's disappointing..."
The conversation didn't distract Ollivander; a young couple entered, as if night and day had incarnated in two people.
A handsome, bright young man with an overwhelming presence that simply couldn't be ignored, and a beautiful lady wrapped in mystery and a constant sense of danger.
...
They were too different, but strangely their conversation was harmonious and warm.
It made no sense!
Ollivander wondered why these two entered hand in hand and were not killing each other.
...
Allen observed the man staring at him with surprise and incredulity. He doesn't remember doing anything to deserve that expression, but perhaps Ollivander felt that something was wrong with this couple.
Allen thought maybe Ollivander sensed the power within them or something.
He originally obtained his magical power from a demon, that's true. However, after the enhancement in his confrontation with Superman, that changed; now, it's entirely his own. As for the contract with Wednesday, it grants him magical power similar to his own, albeit with the restriction that he can only use what he can handle.
Both entered intending to obtain magic wands. It's not that they need them, but it would be disrespectful not to have one when coming here.
Allen walked hand in hand with Wednesday. Upon reaching Ollivander, he greeted him, but the old man remained attentive, observing him. Allen looked on Wednesday, who was equally confused.
...
Ollivander closed his eyes, regaining his composure. It was very rare to see a witch and a wizard get wands at this age. No, in fact, in all his life, he couldn't remember ever having to give wands to two people of this age.
For a moment, he thought maybe they broke their wands and came for a replacement, but he's an Ollivander, he knows that's not the case. This is the first time both have come for wands...
Ollivander looked at the couple and noticed that their relationship seemed close. They seemed to be lovers, which was a tragedy. For some reason, Ollivander felt that sooner or later the pair of lovers would be pitted against each other.
If Allen were to hear Ollivander's thoughts, he would fall to the ground laughing, but it was true that only superficially, they did not seem to be compatible.
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A/N: I want to wrestle with my food too, it would give me a sense of accomplishment to beat it.
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