When Harry, his snake, and the Headmaster arrived in the Leaky Cauldron, while the Headmaster was doing business with the bartender Harry glared around and noticed the stares that were prying to him. He questioned himself if it was normal for wizards to stare like that. 'Adress the bills to the Hogwarts vault, please would you?' Albus spoke to the bartender. 'Good Sir', the man replied. 'We'll being off to Diagon,' The old man said. 'We will be back here later.' 'Good, good,' nodded the bartender. 'By that time I would have finished preparing the requested room'.
The headmaster then took harry behind the counter and brought him to a small open place at the back of the pub Then he tapped his wand to a certain brick in the wall and a moment later it revealed the famous Diagon Alley. 'Now, said the Headmaster, this is the place where all your school stuff can be bought. However, we need to get some money out of your bank vault first.' Harry stared up at the headmaster with an unknowing expression. 'Vault? Money?' he then asked. Albus Dumbledore nodded. 'Yes, Harry, your parents have been saving for your future, and they left you the three family vaults'. Harry looked excited but not before sighting 'I never had one single coin, and now, I seem to have a decent amount of money. How lucky I am.'
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When they had gotten some money, and the Headmaster had explained the values of the odd looking coins, he suggested Harry to explore the alley and meet him at four o clock at the ice cream stand. There would be plenty of hours left since it was only about 12 pm. Harry nodded, thinking the Headmaster would have more to do then taking him out to shop. 'Good Sir', the boy said before turning back 'Harry?' said the Headmaster pointing to the Dark Alley in front of the bank. 'Sir?' asked the boy. 'I would suggest you not to visit that place'. The Headmaster said simply. 'Why not?' asked the boy. 'Most of the things one can buy there are illegal and are not allowed at Hogwarts' was the response. 'Sir?' asked Harry. 'What if I wanted to buy a broom? I mean, I know they are forbidden for first years, but If I consider buying one, I have no place where I would be able to stall it'.
The Headmaster eyed the boy. 'You indeed wouldn't be able to store your things else then in your family vault. But considering you want to have your stuff with you, no matter what, I kindly agree that you can have all your possessions with you at Hogwarts, but only under a few conditions.' Harry hid a smirk, and informed 'and what are those few conditions Sir?' The Headmaster replied. 'If want to bring a broom, do not show it to other students, they might get jealous. If you bring other things that are on our bannlist, such as certain joke items, you won't use them. And I do not allow illegal things to be at my school. Understand?' The boy inclined his head. 'I agree with this conditions Sir'. 'Good Harry' replied the Headmaster. 'Now go, and explore our world. We will meet later' said the Headmaster dismissively. Harry nodded and walked away, after a short moment he turned his head and saw that the Headmaster had vanished.
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Harry walked along Diagon Alley, plotting with his snake that had hid under his sleeve.
'How can is smuggle illegal things into the school' he asked thelepatically.
'I dunno, I think it requirs the use of magic'.
'Then I need a wand first' Harry concluded. 'Where should the wand shop be?'
He walked down the part of the street he hadn't visited yet and saw the wand shop. From the outside it looked quite dusty inside. He atempted to walk inside, but a strange feeling withhold him from doing so. Instead he walked back toward the dark Alley, paused, looked around quickley and sneaked around the corner.
Looking around the Alley he spotted another wand shop called Lignarius' Wandcraft. For some obvious reasons, he had quite a good feeling about the shop and thus went inside.
Behind the counter stood a man dressed in a black robe and a hood so Harry coudn't see his face that well. The man seemed to want to say something, while staring towards the youngster that had entered the shop. His eyes focussed on his scar. However, he decided to not ask questions, since he hadn't had that much custommers these days. Instead he asked 'Can I help you young Sir?'
'indeed you can'. said the boy quite polite but arrogant. Harry didn't felt at ease at all. The atmosphere of the shop felt quite… well, Harry couldn't find words for it. He therefore decided to stay at his guard and overthrow the owner with his arrogant mask. 'I'm here to gather information on wands, and perhaps buy one.' The boy continued. The shop owner nodded. 'Firstly, are the wands you make illegal?' Harry asked. 'Well of couse Mister', replied the shopkeeper. 'The difference between our wands and the ones one could buy at the shop of the fool of an Olivander is, that mine are free from any tracking spells.' 'Explain.' demanded Harry. 'Well, our leading institute has decided that each wond needs to have certain spells casted on them so that they would be able to trace dark magic back to its owner'. the man explaned. 'I see, that would come quite in handy' said the boy. 'However, I am attending Hogwarts the next seven years, and I do not have the slightest idea on how to smuggle an illegal wand inside the school. If you know of a way, I would be grateful.'
Lignarius had decided he wanted to talke the boy into buying a wand. It would be an honour for his shop to have sold a wand to the famous Harry Potter. He decided to do anything to convince the boy of buying one of his wands, whatever it may take. 'I understand the problems, Mister, however, you would have a great advantage if you considder buying one of mine, since you would be able to use magic during the holidays without the Ministry knowing. Also you would be able to study magic of a darker sort.' He informed the boy.
Although Harry hadn't the slightest idea that he wouldn't be able to use magic during his holidays thought it would be a good idea to start training his magic before actually going to the school. 'Then, How can I disguise an illegal wand so it would seem to be legal?' he asked. 'There is a method for that, and although it is illegal to do such, I am prepared to disguise your wand. However, In that case we should find the perfect wand for you first. The Shopkeeper replied. 'All good, but how can I assure you that I can trust you? And are you sure even the Headmaster can't look trough the disguise?' The man smirked. 'I won't betray Harry Potter, or he may kill me."
Harry poter wondered why the wand maker knew his name. Although he was quite astonished he kept his face flat and decided to worry about that later. 'If it concerns to Dumbledore, I have bought other wands to Hogwarts students, and he'd never discovered them to be illegal'. Harry nodded. 'Good, If that is so, I indeed prefer one of yours'.
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It took over one hour before Harry left the wandshop. His wand (13 inch, Ebony with a phoenix tail feather core) was spelled by the shop owner with various spells. He has placed the usual amount of Ministry tracking spells, then some other, illegal spells. After he was done, he'd explained to Harry how he could deactivate the tracking spells with a single touch of his finger at the backend of the wand, and activate it when putting his finger to the front end in a special way. Right now he figured he needed wizard robes since his current cloths weren't ment for keeping wands within handreach. He looked at his watch, noticing he would have still enought time to do some other business in the dark ally before going back to the Main Alley. He would make sure he was in time so the Headmaster wouldn't see him walking from that particular direction.