Wizard world without savior - Chapter 12
Chapter 12: Welcome dinner on the coast
This beach is very large, and outside the beach is a rocky beach. There is also a dilapidated path that divides the rocky beach into two halves. It looks like an inaccessible place.
Hagrid had already stepped out of the carriage in advance. He found a suitable open space near the sea, set up firewood and iron frames, and lit a bonfire.
In this midsummer, the sea breeze at night is very comfortable on people. The senior students who ran out early in the morning are gathering in groups and looking for fun on the beach.
“Hogwarts will find a place with a great view to host its dinner on Orientation and Christmas evenings.”
Ron, who knew more about the school in the carriage than anyone else, explained to Jon and the others.
“My three brothers all went to school here and they told me that Hagrid would always surprise people with his picks of places for dinner parties. They used to sit on the top of Ben Nevis (the highest mountain in the British Isles). We held a welcome party once and spent Christmas Eve together on the Isle of Man. Our welcome dinner this year was also good, and it was actually by the sea.”
His voice was very excited, and everyone else’s faces were full of curiosity and excitement. Even Justin, who had always been sullen, had a relaxed expression on his face.
Ron, Justin and Lavender couldn’t help but walked towards the seaside. However, Jon noticed that the curtain of the carriage was opened from the inside again, and a short child-like figure stepped out of the carriage.
He was wearing a fitted wizard robe and his hair was meticulously styled. When he got off the carriage, he shouted to two boys catching crabs in the distance.
“Don’t run too far, Lee Jordan, and be careful when you use the Petrify Curse on crabs! You keep making mistakes with your pronunciation, don’t burn yourself to ashes again!”
The dark-skinned boy in the distance agreed loudly, and then continued to poke the crab with the wand in his hand.
The short old man turned his attention to the barefoot students who were chasing the waves on the beach. He told them to be careful not to fall and get swept into the sea, while walking towards Hagrid who was setting up other bonfires go.
“This is Professor Flitwick.” Neville, who noticed Jon’s gaze, introduced him, “He is our part-time astronomy professor for the Charms class. Before the fall of Hogwarts Castle, he was The last Head of Ravenclaw.”
Neville was thinking that Jon was a Muggle who had never been exposed to magic, and was about to enthusiastically introduce him to the four previous houses of Hogwarts in detail, when he suddenly noticed that his attention had actually been distracted all the time. On the empty sleeve of Professor Flitwick’s right arm.
“How did Professor Flitwick lose his right hand?” Jon asked softly.
The relaxed expression on Neville’s face subsided, he said in a low voice.
“It was cut off by the Dark Lord’s men using a spell. When the professor was young, he once won the duel competition by waving a wand with his right hand.”
“Is there no way magic can reattach his broken arm?”
“I heard from my father that he was delayed for too long because of the battle, and the arm he had cut off was never recovered. Magic can help him put back the short-term amputated limb, but there is no way to help him grow a new one.”
Jon was silent.
He looked at the short old man who was helping Hagrid set up a bonfire, and he felt a sense of sadness in his heart for some unknown reason.
This sadness is not only due to the one-armed old man in front of me, but also to the deceased Dean Sprout, Neville’s mother Alice who died under the killing curse, and the people who have worked hard for this Hogwarts school.
Neville seemed to notice Jon’s change in mood, patted his shoulder comfortingly, and said with a smile.
“But Professor Flitwick actually thought it was okay. After learning that he had completely lost his right arm, my father told me that he smiled and said to Dumbledore, ‘Fortunately, I still have my left hand to use.’ It turned out that he is right, he can still cast spells with his left arm and is our best Charms professor.”
Jon let out a long breath, he turned to look at Neville, and smiled at this really mature boy.
“It’s okay, I’m just sighing. So what can we do now?”
Neville looked at Jon and laughed too.
In fact, when he first met Jon, he already felt that he was different from others. He acted much more mature than Ron and Justin, which gave Neville a hunch that they could be friends.
It doesn’t mean that he and Ron can’t be friends, but Neville, who has lost his mother since he was a child and has always been much more precocious and sensible than his peers, always has a subconscious way of helping him when facing Ron and the others. This is mentality of adults with children.
But when communicating with Jon, he obviously didn’t feel this way.
“We can go and help the senior sisters pack up the food for tonight. The daily meals at Hogwarts are prepared by the students themselves. After we officially start class, there will also be senior students who are dedicated to teaching us how to cook. In this carriage, teaching them is already very hard, and we should try our best to take care of ourselves and relieve them of stress.”
While talking briskly, Neville led Jon to the place where a group of senior girls gathered.
There they were dealing with the crabs and fish the boys had just caught, as well as some ingredients prepared in advance on the carriage.
Jon communicated so much with Neville, but there were actually some deliberate ones in it.
This boy with a round face and blond hair obviously knew a lot about the current Hogwarts. Jon wanted to get more information from him after getting familiar with him.
For example, about whether Potions professor Lily Potter has a son.
Although the purpose is not pure enough, Jon is also willing to give his sincerity when getting along with him.
Jon is destined to be bound to Hogwarts, which is carried on a carriage. Here is the last group of people in the British wizarding world who insist on justice and light in their hearts. When getting along with these people, it is impossible and not desirable to maintain a hypocritical appearance all the time.
Just as he and Neville were helping the seniors handle the fish, shrimp and seafood, Jon suddenly saw Lily, who had not seen anyone since she sent him to the carriage. She didn’t know when she was leading a chubby girl. An older wizard with a walrus beard came toward them from the path along the rocky beach.
Not only Jon discovered this scene, but also other students saw the fat old man.
“It’s Professor Slughorn!”