On Charing Cross Road, to Muggle eyes at least, a big bookshop stands directly beside a record store. The sharp-eyed wizard will note, however, that there is a building neatly nestled in between. This unobtrusive building is the Leaky Cauldron. Inside it is dark and shabby, with a bar and a number of tables in the shadows of the corners. The barman is old and bald, resembling something like a gummy walnut, and goes by the name of Tom. He is friendly and helpful. In stark contrast to the grubby downstairs of the pub, there are some unexpectedly pleasant rooms upstairs where the passing wizard can stay for the night.