"The terminal, London-Paddington Station, we have arrived. Please get off the bus in turn."

The shaking train finally stopped, and the conductor rang the ringtone to remind the passengers on the train that they had arrived at their destination.

Elena looked at the "Where Are the Fantastic Beasts" in her hand, closed it gently with satisfaction, twisted her stiff neck, and raised her head to look out the window.

The night had completely enveloped the entire London. London at the end of the 20th century was not as bright as later generations. Pedestrians wearing dark coats came down to the dizzy street lights.

"Then, the next step is to go to Diagon Alley through the passage of the Broken Cauldron Bar... Well, by the way, why is the Broken Cauldron Bar coming?"

Sitting alone on the bench at the train station, the smile on Elena's face gradually disappeared.

Although her first memory started from the streets of London, in fact, she was picked up by the kind-hearted Benitez without wandering for a few hours.

Therefore, Elena is completely unfamiliar with this huge city, not to mention the specific location of the 99% who would not mark the scattered cauldron bar on the Muggle map.

For the first time, Elena realized that without a guide, the hidden ability of the magic world was too powerful.

Just the unpaintable spells, the two spells of Muggle Exit Spell, are enough to hide any magic channel in any city under low-intensity search.

"It seems that I can only find a way to go to the Ministry of Magic for help first..."

The train station under the night is definitely not a place for a little girl to stay for a long time. The warm halls and comfortable benches will soon attract many wanderers wandering around the city.

If the original description is correct, Elena still remembers that the guest entrance to the British Ministry of Magic was an abandoned red telephone booth near the British Ministry of Defense with the [Muggle Exit Spell] cast. In the telephone booth, dialing the number 62442 ("MAGIC").

According to the operator's instructions, the issued pass will fall out of the coin withdrawal slot, and the telephone booth will drop into the ground and arrive at the main hall on the eighth floor of the Ministry of Magic.

As a mixed-race teva, [Muggle Exit Curse] naturally does not have any effect on Elena. The only problem is that the original novel does not describe the location of this abandoned red telephone booth in too detailed, and she is not sure how big the so-called "nearby" interval is.

"Anyway, let's go and have a look."

Elena quickly made up her mind and was about to stand up and leave the train station.

After all, as long as he enters the Ministry of Magic, Elena can use Jin Jialong's power to successfully arrive in Diagon Alley.

Guguguha~

At this time, a strange owl cries came from the air.

Immediately afterwards, Elena felt a furry little thing hit her arms from mid-air, rubbing her flatteringly.

"Storage grain? Why are you here?"

Elena grabbed the little owl with both hands and asked curiously. In her impression, it should be left obediently in Benitez's orphanage at this time.

Gu~

The little owl stood on Elena's knee, spread her wings excitedly and flapped her flapping twice. Only then did Elena notice that it was carrying a thick envelope under its feet.

[Be careful and keep in touch every day. If you don't receive a reply before dinner tomorrow, I will notify the elf Burley who provides catering. - Benitez]

In addition, the envelope was accompanied by an additional two thousand pounds, as well as a few blank letter paper and a small pencil.

"I have to report the itinerary every day. What a troublesome uncle. I don't know anything." Elena complained in a low voice, curling her lips slightly, and carefully folding the envelope and putting it in her arms.

The problems she is facing now cannot be solved by pounds.

Wait, besides going to the Ministry of Magic for help, there seems to be another way?

The silver-haired little luoli's eyes fell on the reserve grain on her knees. At this time, the little laughing owl was flapping his wings excitedly for its successful long-distance mailing. Speaking of which, how did it find itself accurately over such a long distance?

Elena's eyes lit up, she picked up the reserve grain and kissed her happily, and looked at the little owl in her palm with her eyes lit up.

"Storage grain, I really love you!"

Gu?⊙▽⊙!

In Elena's view, in addition to being able to deliver letters and making meat more delicious, the owls in the magic world also have a large number of derivative uses that can be developed.

In fact, as an important link connecting the magical world and the real world, the owl, which serves as the postman, can also be regarded as a magical animal in broad sense - although it does not have magic power itself, it can perceive magic power and enter some areas hidden by magic.

As long as there is no wizard deliberately hiding or interfering, the owl can always accurately deliver the letter to the recipient. Therefore, it is obvious that the owl as a postman can identify, or more accurately, lock the coordinates of a specific natural person within a certain range.

Another practical problem that can be caused by this is that in a sense, the owls in the magic world can be used as pathfinders or even searchers.

After all, you only need to write a letter and follow the owl, which has a high probability of finding your goal. Especially when the goal is at fixed coordinates, such as Hogwarts, or the Broken Cauldron Bar.

Holding the small reserve grain, Elena walked through ordinary streets after street, passed by bookstores, record stores, hamburger stores, cinemas, and finally stopped in front of a large bookstore and a record store on the other side. There was a dirty small bar between the two. People passing by in a hurry didn't even look at it, as if they couldn't see it at all.

"It's hard to reserve grain, ahem, I don't need to send this letter."

Looking at the little owl holding a piece of paper in his arms, flapping his wings excitedly trying to fly into the bar, Elena smiled slightly and pulled out the piece of paper from its beak, which read: [London-Broken Cauldron Bar-Collection by Tom Abbott].

Elena can remember the name of the owner of the Broken Cauldron Bar, thanks to so many writers who wrote Harry Potter fan novels in her previous life, she mentioned it over and over again (actually, it is just the number of words to copy books). The character Hannah Aibo was so that she searched for information about [Hannah Iron] and found such an unpopular little news. (For more details, click here)

Otherwise, her final solution would be to let the reserve grain take Jin Jialong to find the fairy of Gary Vicks in the Gringott to help lead the way, but in this way, it would definitely have an uncontrollable impact on the subsequent plans.

Shaking his head, Elena did not hesitate anymore, pushed open the door of the broken cauldron bar and walked straight in.

In contrast to the quiet and quiet scene on the outside, the bar is extremely crowded and noisy. Obviously, it is quite pleasant for wizards who have been busy all day. The dark and dirty space is hot and smoke-filled, and a bar owner Tom Eber, who almost strips of hair and looks like a walnut, is trying hard to greet guests.

No one noticed a little girl coming in at the door. Elena was also happy and walked directly through the bar to the small patio with walls on all sides. There was nothing but a trash can and some weeds.

The silver-haired little luoli raised her head and counted carefully, "Starting from the wall tiles on the trash can, counting three pieces upwards - and counting two pieces horizontally - it should be there."

At first she was a little worried about whether there was any problem with this original counting method, but from the moment she raised her head, she realized that within that area, there was obviously a wall brick that was much more worn than the surrounding area, and it seemed that it was often touched by people.

"one two three……"

Elena put the two books in her hand under her feet, tiptoed, lay on her body on the wall, stretched out her hand and tapped the brick three times hard, then ran down and looked at the wall nervously.

The next moment, the brick she knocked on suddenly shaking and began to move. A small hole appeared in the middle, and the opening became larger and larger. Soon, a wide archway appeared, leading to a winding and invisible street.

"Huh, it's finally here. The most important goal of the New Year is to grow up."

Elena breathed a sigh of relief, with a happy expression on her face. She picked up the book with her left hand and pressed the reserve grain standing on her shoulder in the collar with her right hand, leaving only a small head exposed outside, and hurriedly ran inside.

"I hope Guling Pavilion will be open for business for 24 hours..."

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Chapter completed!