Chapter 700: The Grangers at the Leaky Cauldron
After breakfast, the Weasley children made their way to Diagon Alley. As one of the busiest hubs in the British wizarding world, the Ministry of Magic had enforced the strictest security measures. At least three Aurors were stationed at the entrance to the Leaky Cauldron, diligently monitoring the witches and wizards entering and leaving the establishment.
Anyone attempting to pass through the back alley had to undergo a Revelio Charm test to ensure they weren't Death Eaters disguised with Polyjuice Potion. While some grumbled about the inconvenience, the majority appreciated the extra precautions, feeling reassured by the heightened security.
Many witches and wizards had even taken to booking long-term accommodations at the Leaky Cauldron, moving their entire families into its rooms. The inn was perpetually full, and Old Tom, the barkeeper, had never seen better business. He was often seen grinning from ear to ear, proudly telling anyone who'd listen that the Ministry finally had a competent Junior Assistant to the Minister for Magic.
Yes, the decision to fortify Diagon Alley's entrance had been Kyle's idea, as outlined in a pamphlet he had written.
When the Weasley family arrived, Cho and Hermione were already there.
"I just need a room..." Hermione was saying to the barkeeper. "It doesn't matter how big it is, and I can pay in advance."
"I'm sorry, Miss," Old Tom replied without looking up. "As I've already explained, I don't have a single room available. If you're willing to wait, something might open up in September."
"But I'll be at Hogwarts in September, so booking a room then won't help!" Hermione protested.
"Can't help you there," Tom said, glancing up at her. "You might try asking someone if they'd give up their room."
"What are you all up to?" Fred asked as he walked over.
"Hermione's trying to rent a room," Cho explained, "but it seems we're too late."