When the trio landed in England they were on the edge of a field, just outside London. "We'll catch the tube for the rest of the way," Hagrid said. He swung his huge leg of the bike, Harry and Cathy had to squish themselves right into the side car.
When the trio reached the tube station Cathy and Harry went and bought three tickets across town.
With some difficulty Harry and Cathy got Hagrid on the train. After a few minutes they got off and walked out of the station and around a few corners before stopping in front of a pub. The pub was called The Leaky Cauldron and Harry could have sworn only they could see it. "Hey, Harry?"
"Erm," The boy replied, still looking at the building.
"It's got anti-muggle charms on it," Cathy told him. "Only witches and wizards can see it!"
The three walked in. The pub was boisterous and noisy. The barman looked over at Hagrid and smiled, a gummy smile. Reaching for a glass he said, "The usual Hagrid?"
"Can't Tom," Hagrid said. "I'm on Hogwarts business." Hagrid clapped his large hands onto the shoulders of Cathy and Harry, buckling their knees.
"Good lord..." The barman said, putting the glass down. "Is this... Can it be..." The entire Leaky Cauldron had gone silent. "Bless my soul it's Harry Potter... what an honour!" For the next hour or so Harry was crowded by adoring fans.
After a rather interesting shopping trip in Diagon Alley, the three stayed in the Leaky Cauldron for the night before riding Hagrids bike back to Swad, where Cathy left the group. Hagrid then flew them back to Amity Park. "I'll see ya in September, 'Arry!" Hagrid said.