Chapter 125: The Leaky Cauldron

"Current plane: Harry Potter. Travel energy cost: 4000."
"Host identity: Passerby wizard."

On a narrow street in London, England, Ma Jun sat on a bench, dressed in casual clothes, his brow furrowed.

"How did I end up in this plane? What am I supposed to do here?"

Harry Potter is a story that accompanied a whole generation. With the promotion of the eight Warner Bros. films, it became one of the highest-grossing film series in the world, and at the same time, it found its way into the hearts of teenagers in countless households globally.

Ma Jun remembered the plot of this plane very clearly; he could even count on his fingers and talk at length about each of Voldemort's seven Horcruxes!

However, now that he was a plane plunderer, his primary consideration was what he could gain from this plane. From that perspective, Ma Jun felt somewhat disappointed.

While Ma Jun was lost in thought, he stared unconsciously at the street opposite him. There was a small, inconspicuous shop that looked like a pub. It was dilapidated and looked very old.

"The Sorcerer's Stone? Make a few Horcruxes that change one's personality to extend life? Or learn magic?" Ma Jun pulled out a cigar. With ordinary people passing by nearby, he did not use any superpowers to attract attention. "But the magic in this world is relatively weak, and I don't even know if I can learn it."

"Wait... the system screen shows that my identity in this plane is... a passerby wizard? A wizard!"

Ma Jun felt a bit more energized. "Well, since that's the case, let's just imagine it. Perhaps I won't get much from this plane, but at least I can tour it for real. It can be considered fulfilling some of the fantasies I had in my youth."

Suppressing his disappointment, Ma Jun relaxed, deciding to treat this plane jump as a vacation.

"That pub..."

At this moment, he finally noticed that the dilapidated pub across the street was somewhat strange.

For the nearly half-hour he had been lost in thought, many pedestrians had passed by that pub, yet they seemed not to have noticed it at all! A pub with that kind of architectural style should have at least made people frown.

Suddenly, a strangely dressed fellow emerged from the pub. He wobbled, holding a short stick in his hand. He stood by the street and held the stick vertically!

A few seconds later, a brightly purple, triple-decker bus came speeding around the corner! It screeched to a halt in front of the strangely dressed man. After the man stumbled onto the bus, it accelerated rapidly and disappeared in an instant.

"The Knight Bus, the Leaky Cauldron?"

Ma Jun's expression gradually recovered from his daze, and the corners of his mouth curled up, as happy as a child. Oh, he still had the appearance of an eighteen-year-old; without a beard, he looked like a big boy himself.

"This should be a pretty good travel destination!" Ma Jun took a satisfying puff of his cigar and stood up. "I think if this kind of travel method could be opened up, it would be more attractive than any theme park. I fear that Harry Potter fans all over the world would flock here."

Ma Jun looked left and right, and seeing no cars, he walked straight across the street. After standing still at the entrance of the pub for a moment, he thought for a while and changed his eye color to sky blue. Then, he pushed the door open and walked in.

The interior of the Leaky Cauldron was also dilapidated. A large wooden table was placed near the entrance, and there was a bar on the left, both looking full of history.

The lights in the pub were dim, and the air was filled with the smell of alcohol and some other scents.

There were quite a few customers at the moment, all in strange attire—men and women, old and young. Seeing the pub door open, some turned to glance at Ma Jun, then turned their heads back to continue talking with their friends.

A hunchbacked fellow walked over, bowing and scraping, wearing a smile he thought was gentle but was actually quite eerie. "Hello, distinguished guest. Do you need a room, or perhaps a drink? If you want to go to Diagon Alley, I won't disturb you." After a pause, the hunchback pursed his lips and said hesitantly, "You seem to be here for the first time?"

"No, Tom, I came here when I was a child!" Ma Jun smiled. "It's been a long time. I've changed a lot, so of course you wouldn't recognize me! Give me a butterbeer. I just returned from a trip around the world. Can I pay with gold?" As he spoke, he pretended to reach into his pocket and handed over a gold nugget.

"Ah..." Tom, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron, nodded knowingly and chuckled. "So that's how it is. Welcome back! A trip around the world must be full of wonders. The value of this gold is far more than a butterbeer. To welcome you back, this one's on me!"

"Then thank you very much!" Ma Jun did not refuse and followed Tom to a seat.

Suddenly, the air behind him began to circulate again; it seemed someone else had entered the pub.

"Hi, Hagrid, what are you doing here? Whose child is this?"

"Hello, Hagrid!"

...

People in the pub greeted him one after another.

Ma Jun sat down and turned his head to see a giant over three meters tall, wearing long, thick hair that draped over his shoulders. A kind smile appeared through his dense, massive beard.

Beside him stood a thin little boy who was only about a meter tall. The boy wore a pair of round glasses, and a mess of black hair covered his forehead, completely exposing his curious yet somewhat nervous eyes.

This combination was, without a doubt, Hagrid and Harry!

"Hi! Hello everyone!" Hagrid kept greeting people and introduced Harry Potter.

"The Savior!"

"The boy who lived!"

...

Soon the atmosphere in the entire pub became lively. People shouted to Harry one after another, some with expressions full of reverence, all looking like fanatical fans.

Ma Jun sat in his place, a smile always hanging on his lips. This experience of watching a live-action film immersed him, especially in a plane he had fantasized about so many times.

Not long after, Hagrid squeezed through the crowd with Harry and arrived beside Ma Jun, preparing to pass by the bar.

"Hey, Hagrid, long time no see!" Ma Jun said with a chuckle, "You still look the same."

"And you are?" Hagrid was a bit puzzled. In the magical world, he knew many people, but he had no impression of this guy in front of him.

"I'm Ma Jun. We met a long time ago, back when I was still small!" Ma Jun said. "Are you taking Harry to Diagon Alley? I happen to be going there too. I just returned from a trip around the world; my wand was destroyed halfway, so I need to buy a new one!"

"Oh, that's a real pity. Let's go!" Hagrid said enthusiastically.

"Little Harry, hello, don't be nervous!" Ma Jun looked down at Harry. "Everyone likes you. You're going to Hogwarts soon, right? You'll definitely love it there!"

"Hello, Mr. Ma Jun!" Harry said very politely.