CHAPTER 37

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Isa landed with a thud on a dusty and dark floor.

"What 're ye doin' down there?" a thick West accent asked. It was so thick and sounded so weird to Isa's ears that she could barely understand him. "Come on, get up!"

He placed a large hand on her upper arm and effortlessly lifted her up like she weighed a feather which she did not. She surveyed her surroundings. It seemed as if she was in some sort of bar with people dressed up for a wizard comic con. They were wearing robes and pointy hats. That only meant one thing, she was in the correct place. The bar was dark and gloomy and dusty, yet had quite several customers.

"The Leaky Cauldron o' course!" the same voice said. Isa turned to look at him but was met by a pair of thick legs that combined were the size of a family-sized sofa. His feet alone were the size of baby dolphins. Her eyes traveled up and the face of the owner was covered by a mane of shaggy and frizzy hair and beard. Only his beady, black eyes can be seen which looked quite friendly, but Isa knew what she was looking at. She was looking at a giant... or maybe half-giant. Her hand instinctively flew to her left hand where Waves was sitting.

The man looked at her, and Isa saw his eyes crinkle. She guessed he was smiling. "Ye must be Isabella."

"Isa," she corrected, but alarms were ringing in her head. How did he know who she was? "But yes that's me. Who are you? I'm supposed to meet someone named Rubeus Hagrid."

"Tas me!" He said, full of jolly. "But ye can call me Hagrid. Les get goin' before it gets ter crowded and busy, yeah?"

Isa was still wary of Hagrid seeing as how he was, what she was guessing, a half-giant. But he reminded her of Tyson that she slowly calmed down; the alarms in her head going silent.

She followed him as she led her to the back of the bar where an alleyway was located though it was a dead-end seeing as how there was a brick wall. Isa watched Hagrid curiously as he tapped his pink umbrella on specific bricks. In no time, the wall started to separate in two, revealing a cobblestoned alley covered with a variety of shops crowded with witches and wizards of all sorts. From clothing stores to restaurants, jewelry stores, and pet shops, and from adults to grandmas and grandpas and baby witches and wizards.

"Woah," Isa said, staring at the busy and colorful passageway in front of her.

"Welcome to Diagon Alley!" Hagrid's voice boomed. Isa thought he said 'diagonally' at first, but realized it was two words. Not really creative if you ask her, but then they did name the Big House, 'Big House'.

Hagrid walked inside, creating a path for her as people moved out of the way for him due to his size. She followed obediently behind him. Never in her life would she be jealous of the camp security, Argus, because of his multiple eyes. Her eyes darted from one store to another, soaking in as much as she could. It was surprising how she didn't get a headache from how fast her eyes darted around, but then she was ADHD.

"Yeh 'ave yer list?" Hagrid asked over his shoulder.

"Yup!" Isa said, plucking out from the back pocket of her jeans. Thank gods Annabeth reminded her, if not she would've forgotten it. With great difficulty, the list read:

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

UNIFORM

First-year students will require

Three sets of plain robes (black)

One plain pointed hat (black) for everyday wear

One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)

One winter cloak (black with silver fastenings)

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