Chapter 11 The cobbled streets
It was another 3 hours after daybreak that Harry finally decided to move. Orval fetched him something for breakfast whilst he sent his owl of with a letter to someone called Ron. He and Harry then proceeded through the bar quite late in the morning. Harry led him to a brick wall.
"err, did we take a wrong turn" Orval asked confused.
"Have you not been here before?" Harry replied surprised. He took out his wand and started tracing the bricks from the dustbin. He tapped one of the bricks. A beat passed then the bricks started to shift folding and shifting back on each other, and moving to allow Harry and Orval passage through the wall. On the other side it was bursting with life. Hundreds of witches and wizards were shopping through the streets and inspecting the various shops. The shops themselves were interesting with everything from potions shops, to book shops and even broom shops. These wizards sold so many brooms yet never cleaned anything.
A thought occurred suddenly occurred to Orval, "M.A.C do I actually have a salary?" he asked.
"Your current spending allowance is in wizard money is 100 Galloons a month" replied M.A.C.
"What's that in normal money? "he asked.
"Around £500 but you are free from tax due to your line of work, it's all disposable income" it replied, once again despite its monotone voice Orval still sensed more to its words but he didn't press. He had no idea on what to do with that money, whatever he wanted formed from thin air in this land. He guessed he would just buy gifts for the living, which come to think of it, it was Harry's birthday yesterday.
"So are we headed to Gringotts then?" Harry asked. He seemed confident that he knew where he was going so Orval nodded wondering what Gringotts was. He followed Harry, weaving through the crowded streets and avoiding the densest spots. Orval grew several more eyes, hidden behind his hair, just to see it all the shops all the elements of the world that could lead to so many advances, all hidden behind that single cobbled wall.
At this point Orval was simply following Harry as he moved through the crowds of witches and wizards finally they were led to a magnificent looking building with pillars of marble ad gold. The place, unlike so many other places in the wizardry world, was cleaned to perfection, but had a cold like atmosphere. On either side of them there were small creatures each of which Orval assumed were imps given their size. They were very distinguishable from the goblin at the bar.
"Excuse me I would like to enter my vault please" said Harry looking up at a imp above him.