Somewhere in England...
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Hagrid brings Harry to a pub where they can enter Diagon Alley.
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They meet some very ugly wizards.
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And what I suspect to be a hag. And, by-the-way, they're called "fingernail clippers," lady. You can find them at any store. It's just a suggestion. Damn.
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A white-assed English man wearing a purple turban and a tie. Oh yeah, he's shifty. That should have tipped everyone off right there that he was evil.
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Just for safety's sake, if a big, hairy, older man tells you he has "magic" to show you, then tries to lead you into a dark alleyway... Just Run Away!
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But Hagrid just taps a few bricks.
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Then they're in Diagon Alley.
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Harry goes to the bank, where he realizes he's filthy rich.
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For safety's sake, if a little person with some sort of skin problem tries to guide you down a dark corridor with promises of money- Just Run Away!
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Harry stares at all of his money and thinks about all the things he could buy with it.
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Property...
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An island...
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[...]
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"Hell yeah!"
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