So sorry that the chapter is too short. The next one is going to be too long, I am afraid. I am really sorry...
Chapter 3
I was led through the streets of London to a small shack called the Leaky Cauldron. Leaky is certainly a good word to describe it. I couldn't see how people could just walk by it without at least gawking at it. But, I figured it probably was magic or something or else, why would McGonagall be leading me inside?
I walked inside and whispered, "If this is what all magic places look like I think I am going to die."
Why you ask?
Because the inside was so dreary that a crazy-witch-lady-haunted-house-maker-person would be jealous.
I turned to McGonagall, "Have you ever heard of color in buildings? You could certainly use some pizzazz in your architecture."
McGonagall answered me, "The Leaky Cauldron has been here for countless years, and holds historical elements for all us who do magic." She sounded as though she had said this before.
"No wonder this place is 'Leaky.'" I muttered. "Did you add the 'Leaky' part to the 'Cauldron' before or after all the history worked its magic?" I smiled my most innocent smile while she gave me a if-looks-could-kill-you'd-have-died-a-thousand-deaths glare.
"Bringing another young'un, Professor?" asked the bartender.
"Yes." She answered.
"Have fun getting your books." The bartender said to me with a smile. "This is a lot different than a muggle's shopping market."
I gave him a questioning look but all he would say was, "You'll see."
I followed McGonagall out the door to a courtyard. She tapped a few bricks with a wand she produced from her coat sleeve. I examined the wand and her tapping. Personally, I was disappointed in the wand. It just looked like a smooth stick of wood. I was surprised though, about how there seemed to be some sort of sequence to the tapping.
Suddenly the wall started to shake. Some bricks dropped or slid to make a gap in the wall. When all the bricks had settled I noticed it was shaped as an arch and was labeled Diagon Alley. I looked at McGonagall.
"Wizard's shopping mall?"
McGonagall actually smiled at me. "Close enough."
We walked through the arch and onto the street.
