The atmosphere of London City at the end of the 20th century was relatively peaceful. The long prosperous period of the Western world made the city obviously enter a golden age. It has initially revealed the atmosphere of the White Left Virgin of the multicultural era in the 21st century. This can be said to be the best era in the West. Chinese people in the contemporary era are still working hard to create a better life, and London citizens can already sit down and enjoy the legacy of the British Empire plundered hundreds of years worldwide.

and the preferential benefits that the Soviet people fought for with their blood and lives.

Fifty years before them, before World War II, capitalists and powerful people greedily monopolized most of the interests of colonizing the world, and even the workers and the bottom-level penny wanted to take them away. After them, the financial crisis and the wave of refugees impacted the multicultural values, and the common values ​​determined by Western civilization were shaking.

This is the best time in Britain. On a common cloudy day in London, Chen Ang walked in the foggy water vapor with a black umbrella. He reached out to stop a taxi. The car stopped on the right side of Chen Ang. He put away the umbrella and got into the car and said in English with a slightly foreign accent: "Go to Westminster, London, Chalin Cross!"

The driver was not surprised by Chen Ang's Eastern Constellation. He did not do the stupid things committed by the British 60 years ago. In the mummy world, London citizens who had strong colonialism at that time had made a less correct statement to Chen Ang. What happened next was very natural. After Imoton was resurrected, he almost massacred the entire London. It is hard to say what role Chen Ang played in it.

Chalin Cross Road is famous for its antique shops and bookstores all over its streets. It is a place that tourists from England prefer to go. Of course, what is more famous for Chen Ang is the Broken Cauldron Bar located on this street, which is an entrance to the diagonal alley of the most famous street in the British magic world, right behind the brick wall in the backyard of the Broken Cauldron Bar.

When Chen Ang walked into this broken bar, the owner of the bar, a bald and toothless old man named Tom, was lucky to have the same name as Voldemort, the famous magic world, although he might not think so.

Tom sat behind the bar wiping the cup. When he saw Chen Ang come in, he stared at him with his absolutely unfriendly eyes.

"You are a naive face!"

Chen Ang knew that the British magic world was a closed small system. As the gatekeeper of Diagon Alley, Tom might know everyone. The eastern face of Chen Ang is naturally extremely eye-catching. Moreover, when he was arranged to this place, Chen Ang didn't believe that he had no other tasks, such as monitoring strangers entering and leaving Diagon Alley.

Chen Ang smiled friendly and whispered: "Maybe because I am a foreigner!"

"Haha!" Bar owner Tom laughed loudly: "Yes, foreign wizards come to Diagon Alley when they come to England, but there are usually more wizards in Europe, and wizards in the East... I haven't seen them for a while."

"Then..." Tom raised his head and said, "Does the outsider know how to open the door?"

"Yeah!" Chen Ang thought for a while, and pretended that he was still a normal person: "Above the trash can... count three pieces upwards... and then count two pieces horizontally?"

Tom, who said no more objection, Chen Ang looked at the restaurant in the bar, where there were several male witches who were reading "Today's Transformation" magazine. There was also a witch who had raw liver-eating clothes in the corner, with greasy faces, pointed teeth, and a wizard who looked crazy and looked nervous, smiling.

From this point of view, the magic world is not a place where good men and women can stay, and wizards are not ordinary people who know magic. In fact, from the perspective of Muggles, most of them are crazy people and weirdos, but Chen Ang doesn't care because they are not as crazy as they are.

What is a witch who eats raw liver? When Chen Ang was doing human experiments, he took time to experiment while using a knife. In the eyes of others, he was afraid that he would be more abnormal!

"This place makes me feel like a fish in water, and I feel a sense of intimacy." Chen Ang laughed in a low voice. He lit up three times on one of the wall bricks with a black umbrella. Although he did not have a magic wand, as an eight-type arcane, even if it was an unfamiliar magic system, it was easy to trigger a magic trigger device.

As the brick wall deformed, a small hole began to appear in the trembling and abnormal movement of the bricks, and then it became bigger and bigger. A dark archway appeared in front of Chen Ang, which led to a small street covered with pebbles.

As Chen Ang stepped onto Diagon Alley, the archway gradually disappeared behind him, and the atmosphere of hawking began to hear the hawking atmosphere. This is a quaint street. The shops and streets on both sides are like the style of centuries ago. The wizards selling crucibles, potions, food, and the wizards coming and going were very lively. Chen Ang was preparing to buy some things here to prepare for the subsequent plans.

But he had to go to the fairy-opened bank, Gringott, and exchange pounds for some Jin Jialong.

Located near the intersection of the Overturned Alley in the middle of Diagon Alley, Guring Pavilion is a tall white marble building. From the bronze gate, climbing up the white marble stairs, you can see the famous poem on the silver gate:

Please come in, strangers, but you have to be careful

What will be the end of greed?

Just ask for it, get it without any effort.

Will be punished the most severely

So if you want to take it from our underground vault

A wealth that never belongs to you,

You've been warned,

Be careful not to attract treasures, but bad retribution.

"The magic of the fairy..." Chen Ang reads this passage of text that has been blessed with mysterious magic and feels the extraordinary power contained in it. These simple lines of poetry are much more intelligent than the magic at the entrance of Diagonal Alley. Chen Ang can read the complex magic light in it: "There are traces of the Prophetic School... the power of fate, the magic of curse. This is the most secret curse of fate..."

"By the power of the contract, the person who entered the door signed a contract with the Guling Pavilion. Anyone who tries to take away his treasures will be punished by evil... The curse of evil here is relatively complicated. On the one hand, there are traces of prophetic magic, which can probably allow the fairy to divine the cursed. In addition, there are some evil curses and bad luck that will be imposed on the cursed person, but the most complicated thing is the power of fate behind these superficial curses."

Chen Ang carefully analyzed the magic light bit by bit, and waved it casually to prevent the spell from sniffing at his real name. It was not that Chen Ang intended to steal something from the Guling Pavilion, but that he didn't want to cause any trouble.

If this curse really takes its real name, Chen Ang is sure that it will probably not succeed, but it will trigger some alarms that Chen Ang doesn't want to see. If it succeeds, it will be a big trouble. In mysticism, a human name is magical and a brand of the existence of life, while Chen Ang's name contains unimaginable dangers.

This is a terrifying concept that spans countless multiverses.
Chapter completed!