Wolf and McGonagle soon were left alone to talk in private.
"Mr. crawler. Have you ever experienced anything supernatural in any type of way?" asked McGonagle Patiently.
Wolf thought back in his beginning stages of his life here. There's Been some unnatural events that occurred around him. One time he appeared in the girls bathroom at night. Another time he appeared outside the orphanage at night as well. He initially thought it was him sleepwalking, but now he's having second guesses.
"Yes, there has been some incidences where I have appeared in places That I should not appear at"
McGonagle nodded with acknowledgment. "There has been some incidences such as yours all over the world. What you are, is something special, something what we call a wizard, I am what you call a witch."
"Awesome" Wolf muttered with Excitement.
McGonagle can only smile at this reaction. If only this boy knew what the true reality of being wizard is.
"Well, it's time to get your supplies Mr. crawler You have a long day awaiting us" said McGonagle as she got up.
"Wait, how am I going to pay for all this stuff?" Said wolf with confusion.
"Diagon alley"
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"Ughhhhhhhhhhh….. I thought you were going to show me a neat trick" Said wolf throwing up on the sidewalk by a sign that said, leaky cauldron.
"I Did, I don't fancy taking the bus let's just say that .You done yet, we have some things to do" said McGonagle rolling her eyes.
"This old hag, She was nice initially" thought Wolf as he got up from his knees.
We soon walked into the leaky cauldron.
Inside, the Leaky Cauldron has low-beamed ceilings, wooden tables and chairs, and a dimly lit, cozy ambiance. It exudes an old-world atmosphere with its worn stone floor, mismatched furniture, and walls filled with magical memorabilia. Wizards, witches, and magical creatures frequent the pub to enjoy a drink, chat, and exchange news from all over the wizarding world. The pub serves a variety of magical drinks like Butterbeer, Firewhisky, and pumpkin juice, and the inn above has rooms for travelers.
We walked through the pub passing by drunk Witches and wizards and suspicious folk Until we arrive at the back of the Pub. McGonagle took out her wand And turned towards wolf, and said.
"Remember this when going to Diagon alley" as she said this, she tapped the bricks on the wall with her wand. then suddenly the wall started breaking in pieces folding on each other while revealing Diagon alley.
What awaited wolf eyes was a cobblestone street lined with a variety of unique and eccentric shops. Witches and wizards were storming the streets with Laughter it felt like a war is not even happening right now which Confused wolf for the most part. He put those thoughts behind him for later to Investigate, right now He should only focus on the present before focusing on the future.
Wolf and Professor McGonagle walked through the crowded streets of Diagon Alley Until they arrived at the pearly white wizards Bank.
"Gringotts Bank, the massive white building guarded by goblins, is one of its landmarks and the only wizarding bank." Said McGonagle picking Wolf's thoughts.
They soon arrived inside of the bank. The interior of Gringotts Wizarding Bank is grand and imposing, reflecting the wealth and authority of the goblins who run it. Upon entering, visitors find themselves in a long, marble hall with a high ceiling and elegant crystal chandeliers that cast a pale glow over the space. The walls are lined with tall, dark marble columns, enhancing the bank's formal, almost intimidating atmosphere.
Down the main hall, rows of long, polished counters are staffed by goblins meticulously handling bank transactions, counting coins, and examining precious metals. The goblins sit on tall stools, each dressed in sharp, formal attire, and are known for their meticulous nature and piercing eyes. They manage the bank's wealth with shrewd skill and ensure that each transaction is handled with precise attention to detail.
Toward the back of the hall are entrances to various underground passageways that lead to the vaults. Customers are escorted by goblins through these doors, boarding small, cart-like vehicles that descend steep, winding tracks into the depths of the bank. The tracks are complex and dizzying, branching out to different vaults of varying security levels. The deeper, high-security vaults are protected by numerous enchantments and creatures, with some vaults said to be almost impossible to reach without goblin assistance.
"But Wolf knew better than that, One of the most overrated securities in all of the Wizard world. Literally couldn't stop a couple of kids from breaking in and stealing one of the most prize possessions that was secured in the lower parts of Gringgots."
Wolf Watched as McGonagle and the goblin did their transaction closely. There are many things that wolf values in the world and money is the number one thing he values the most, second is magic. Money is another form of power that can be used to sway others to do your bidding and it's what he's going to use for his future unpredictable plans.
After their transaction, they set out for the shops to get the school supplies.
McGonagle gave Wolf A spatial bag that Had 1000 gallons and Explained about the currency in the wizardry world.
1 - Gallon is worth 17 Silver sickles
1- Silver sickle is worth 29 knuts
Wolf paid attention to this, knowing that if he ever gets scammed in the future, he'll hex somebody.
Soon they arrived at Ollivanders, The shop itself is a narrow, dusty space filled with thousands of long, thin boxes stacked floor to ceiling, each containing a unique wand.
The shop itself was Established in 382 B.C., it's one of the oldest businesses in the magical world and has a legendary reputation for producing high-quality, unique wands. The shop is owned and operated by Mr. Garrick Ollivander, an expert wandmaker with an almost encyclopedic knowledge of wand lore and a deep intuition for matching wands to their owners.
"Mr. crawler I'll go ahead and get your other Writing Utensils." said McGonagle as she was about to leave wolf stopped her.
"McGonagle is it ok that you buy the whole curriculum" said wolf with puppy dog eyes.
McGonagle widen her eyes at this knowingly, she knew how expensive the whole thing was together. "Mr. crawler, I must inform you that the whole curriculum is 500 gallons." said McGonagle with a stern and serious expression.
"I'm eventually going to pay for everything anyways why not I do it now and be ahead of the game"
McGonagle can only sigh, she knew the kid wouldn't budge just by his expression alone. The kid in front of her is somebody who values knowledge which is incredibly rare even Nowadays, and she respected his decision, in a way he was kinda right.
"Fine Mr. Crawler. Just hand me the bag and take seven gallons with you."
Wolf did as she asked and handed over her the bag and took 7 gallons out.
This shopping trip may take a little bit more longer thanks to your extra list, but rest assure I will eventually come back and pick you up, Wait here and get your wand.
Said McGonagle as she left, Wolf soon decided to enter, the dusty old shop that would scare babies from their Strollers.