Are those pictures moving? That's a weird use of magic. Is there anyone staring at the moving pictures or is this more of the weird people not noticing magic thing.

No one seems to notice it.

This is so weird.

"Ministry o' Magic messin' things up as usual," Hagrid mutters, turning the page.

"What's the Ministry of Magic?"

"'S the gov'rnment. Make laws and make sure muggles don't learn 'bout us."

"So muggles, I take it that means non-magicals, don't just ignore everything magical by default? I guess that makes sense."

"Not ev'rything, but most things."

"That seems odd. Is there magic that's preventing them from seeing the magic or is it just that only magical people can see certain things?"

"Bit o' both but I'm not very good with theory."

"Alright, I guess that's what I'm going to Hogwarts to learn."

"Aye. That an' much more."

Sarah nods. She goes back to looking around the underground. She hasn't been to London before so it's a new experience in and of itself.

Eventually they reach their station.

"I don't know how the muggles manage without magic," Hagrid says as they climb a broken-down escalator that leads up to a bustling road lined with shops.

"In what sense? Magic is cool but I think most people get by without it."

"Aye, I s'ppose."

"What sort of things do you think you would miss?"

"Oh, magical creatures f'sure."

"What sorts of magical creatures are there? Any you would miss in particular?"

"Oh, all of 'em. There's manticores an' unicorns an' thestrals an' dragons—Gringotts has 'em, I've always wanted 'un..."

"Unicorns are real? Are they as pretty as the stories say?"

"Aye, an' jus' as magical."

"Are there any around Hogwarts?"

"Aye, the Forbidden Forest has all sorts o' magical creatures. But yeh mustn't go there, 'tis dangerous."

"Why is there a dangerous forest next to the school?"