Diagon Alley


As you walk through the brick archway, the sheer pressure of people is suffocating. The cobblestone street clicks under your heels as you squeeze down the street. A stumpy witch, with a kind, round face and wearing an emerald hat, bumps into you, while a tall, balding wizard pushes past carrying a perturbed-looking owl. You pass through the initial crowd, moving toward your shopping destination.