-.-.-Chapter 14-.-.-

After an eventual morning and a peaceful lunch, soon enough the three of us were in my dads car following the directions Mr Weasley left us in order to get to the Leaky Cauldron and thus Diagon Alley.

As my dad drove with my mum in the front passenger seat and me in the back, I told them about my first dungeon diving experience the night before, the discoveries I had made about the system and my first system given mission and subsequent rewards.

“Those Skeevers certainly sound unpleasant, I’m glad both you and Cyndaquil are okay after that,” my mum said with a sigh of relief after I got done telling the story.

“Indeed, they sound like mean little things, but I’m glad you got something out of it,” my dad mused as he focused on the road, “I can also see what you mean about waiting to get a better move, what with you getting your wand today you won’t really have any pressing need for a while for anything else”

I nodded, “yeah, they’ll just be an ace in the hole to use in an emergency should I need it, I can just picture the look on someone’s face now when they think they got me only for me to start breathing fire like a dragon or something else”

“It will certainly make them think twice,” my dad chuckled.

“When will you be using your next token dear?” My mum asked, looking back at me.

“Probably when we get home,” I shrug, “or I might hold off until I know the kind of yield that I’m going to get each time from those berry trees me and dad planted, the system said they bear fruit every four days, though I could cut that down to every two days if I was to use mulch as fertilizer, but right now I can’t afford it” I say, sighing as I let my head drop back on my headrest, “early days really suck goose eggs, I want to do so much but I just don’t have the fund yet.”

“You’ll get there lad, patience is a virtue and all that tripe,” my dad commented, shooting me a smirk in the rear view mirror.

“Yeah I know,” I groaned as I looked out the window, “I don’t mean to sound like an annoying kid..” getting an eye roll and smiles from both of them, “but are we there yet?”

Both my parents chuckled. My dad nodded, “we should be,” he said as he pulled around, “this is the street Arthur told us it was on,” he said before frowning, “but…”

You could be reading stolen content. Head to Royal Road for the genuine story.

“But what,” I asked as I leaned forward in my seat, “it’s right there.” I said pointing to the dark building.

My dad frowned, and that’s when I noticed the rather hazy look in both my parents eyes, “I don’t..” my dad began to say before shaking his head, “are you sure?”

I realized then what was going on, muggle keyed repelling charms, “dad find a parking spot right now” I told him.

My parents blinked and appeared to be confused, but my dad slowly nodded and pulled into an available spot a few spots away from the Leaky cauldron when there was actually a free spot right outside it.

“Okay, we’ll have to go on foot from here,” I said as I unbuckled myself, “when we get out I need you to both place your hands on my shoulders and not let go until we are inside, okay”

Both my parents looked at me still slightly hazy eyed but nodded all the same.

I nodded back and got out, and waited for them both to grip my shoulders as I began to lead them to the front door, glancing back every few seconds watching them get more confused and hazy eyed with each step we took closer to the actual building.

We eventually reached the door and I took a hold of the handle and opened the door leading them inside.

When we passed through the threshold and into the pub proper, both my parents blinked rapidly and shook their heads.

“What the bloody hell was that,” my dad muttered as he held his head for a second.

“Unpleasant, that’s what it was,” my mum sounded in agreement as she massaged the bridge of her nose.

“You can both let go now,” I said with a sigh, glad we got in, “that was one of the kinds of magic that the magical world uses to hide themselves from mundane eyes in plain sight.”

“It was trippy is what it was, I never even saw the building. It looked like you were just reaching out to grab a brick wall,” my dad muttered.

“It was the same for me. As we got closer I think I even forgot what we were doing here, at least until we stepped inside, then it all came rushing back,” my mum explained.

“Sounds like a mundane keyed concealment and confundus enchantment,” I said, spitballing from what I recalled from the movies, books and FanFictions, “anyone non-magical approaching the place wouldn’t see it, and if they came with the specific purpose of coming here they’d forget about it at least for a short while”

“That’s rather devious of them, but at the same time terribly clever too, any mundane born witch or wizard could lead their parents through like you just did with us, but regular folk would have no clue at all,” my dad nodded, “if all their locations are kept hidden in the same or similar ways then it’s no wonder that they’ve remained hidden for so long” he said as the three of us began looking around the rather run down pub.

The Leaky Cauldron didn’t exactly give the best first impression, but I knew that the alley itself would more than make up for it, as we followed Mr Weasleys instructions and approached the bar.

----------------------------------------

Chapter word count: 997