Wizard world without savior - Chapter 18

Chapter 18: Driving position

“You even steal a glass ball? Why don’t you steal the golden perch at the foot of Dumbledore’s Phoenix?”

Jon slipped the sniffing hide, muttered unkindly, grabbed it and walked out of the library.

Niffler, who failed to steal and was caught on the spot, looked at him with pitiful eyes blinking, as if responding to Jon’s question with his eyes.

I can not.

“Okay, so you really wanted to go and steal it! Now you don’t dare to bully the weak and be afraid of the strong, so you come to steal my things?”

Of course Jon knew this creature, the Niffler. Its appearance was very easy to identify. Coupled with its petty thieving character, there would be no other magical creature like this.

“Give me the stuff back.”

Jon stretched out his other hand to the Nixiu, but the little thing looked like a miser, and put his two little paws in the pocket in front of his stomach, and didn’t want to hold it at all. It means taking out the hidden crystal ball.

Seeing that it looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, Jon was not used to it, so he turned it over on the spot, trying to pour out all the contents of its pocket like a bag.

Niffler desperately clutched his pocket and screamed, no matter how Jon shook it, he still looked like he would swear to defend his property.

In the end, Jon really had no choice but to hold on to it and try to find someone for help. Just because he couldn’t solve the thief didn’t mean that others couldn’t solve it.

Just as Jon was walking towards the restaurant while holding Niffler, passing by the Charms classroom, he vaguely heard a rough voice shouting something inside.

“Beach, Beach are you here?”

Hearing the name Beach, Niffler caught by Jon struggled even more fiercely. It squeaked as if in response to the call of the person in the classroom.

Jon immediately knew who owned this “thief”, and there was no one else in the carriage except him.

He grabbed Niffler and walked into the Charms classroom. Hagrid, the coachman, was not at his post, but was anxiously looking for something here.

“Hagrid, are you looking for it?”

Hearing Jon’s voice, Hagrid turned around and saw what he was holding in his hand, and surprise appeared on his face.

“Ah! Yes, you little naughty boy! Let me find you! You can’t get lost anymore, I’ve already lost my teeth, and I can’t lose you too.”

When he finished speaking, his voice was already choked with sobs.

Jon exchanged the Niffler named Beech into Hagrid’s hand. Beech immediately followed Hagrid’s hand and quickly ran into the pocket of his fur coat. Only half of his little head was exposed, and his paws were lying on the pocket. Edge looked at Jon warily.

“Thank you, child. I still remember you. Your name is Jon, right? It was Lily who brought you into the carriage.”

Hagrid looked grateful. It was obvious that this little thing was really important to him.

Jon waved his hand, still not forgetting about the crystal ball. After all, it was something given to him by Neville, and he couldn’t explain it to anyone if he lost it casually.

“It stole something from me, Hagrid, can you help me get it back from it?”

“So that’s how it is.”

Hagrid frowned immediately and took Beachy out of his pocket.

“Give it back, I told you not to steal anything from this carriage.”

Beach obviously listened to Hagrid more. He was pitiful and rummaged through his pockets for a while, before putting the crystal ball into Hagrid’s hand.

Hagrid returned the crystal ball to Jon.

“I’m really sorry. I will restrain it in the future.”

Jon didn’t care about this episode, but he was curious about another thing.

“It’s okay, but don’t you have to drive the carriage? Can you leave from the front of the carriage?”

A smile appeared on Hagrid’s face.

“Of course I don’t have to keep looking at them. Even if thestrals leave, I can go on my own way. Do you want to go and see them with me? Just take it as my compensation for this incident.”

Jon was really moved by his words, so he asked hesitantly.

“Won’t this violate school rules?”

“Don’t worry, this isn’t about leaving the carriage. Besides, I’ll take you with me, so there won’t be any problem.”

When Hagrid said this, he already enthusiastically pushed Jon towards the corridor. Jon didn’t hesitate anymore and walked towards the front of the carriage with Hagrid.

At the end of the corridor they came to, Dumbledore’s headmaster’s office was directly opposite, and Hagrid led Jon to open the unmarked door on the left side of the office.

The moment the door was opened, Jon felt a breeze blowing toward him from outside the door along with a burst of wheat fragrance. Outside was a golden wheat field that was constantly receding.

“Follow me, Jon, don’t just stand there.”

Hagrid led the way, and Jon followed him and left the carriage compartment.

After coming out of the carriage, it was a fairly open space. The last time Lily took Jon to talk to Hagrid under the carriage, he did not see the full view of the driver’s seat because the night was too dark. Only now can he see the furnishings here.

What Hagrid was sitting on was not an ordinary chair, but a long couch nearly three to four meters long. The couch was also covered with a thick layer of animal fur. It seemed that he would lie on it when he was free.

Wrapped around the couch was a row of curved wooden cabinets. For Jon, the cabinets were already longer than his height, but for Hagrid, they were just at the level of his chest when he sat down, allowing him to see clearly. See the vision ahead.

The cabinet is full of all kinds of strange things, as well as a large teapot, teacups, and some small snacks.

Hagrid invited Jon to sit down next to him, then poured him a cup of warm black tea, and brought him a cream and honey cake.

The driver’s seat has obviously been cursed by some kind of spell, blocking out all the wind, and only a refreshing breeze blows in. The sound of the carriage galloping on the ground is louder than that in the carriage, but it doesn’t appear to be noisy. A feeling of being on the go.

They were now driving through a large wheat field with no end in sight. Jon was holding black tea in his hand and standing on tiptoes to see over the cabinet and see the scene ahead.

The golden wheat seemed to come to life before the carriage ran over it, automatically making way for it.

Hagrid saw Jon’s inconvenience, and brought him a small bench and put it on the couch, so that he would not have to tiptoe to see the scenery ahead when he sat on it.