"You even stole a glass ball? Why didn't you steal the golden perch at the foot of Dumbledore's phoenix?"
Jon walked out of the library with the sniffing slug in his arms, muttering unkindly.
Xiu Xiu, who failed to steal and was caught on the spot, blinked her pitiful little eyes and looked at him, as if responding to Jon's question with her eyes.
I can not.
"Okay, so you really want to go and steal! Now you don't dare to bully the weak and fear 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 towards the sniffer, but the little thing looked like a miser, putting his two little paws in the pocket in front of his belly, not wanting to touch them at all. It means taking out the hidden crystal ball again.
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.
Xiu Xiu desperately covered his pocket and screamed. No matter how Jon shook it, he still looked like he was going to defend his property to the death.
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 Xiu Xiu, passing by the Charms classroom, he vaguely heard a rough voice shouting something inside.
"Beach, Beach are you here?"
Hearing the name Biqi, the Sniff 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 Sniff and walked into the Charms classroom. As a coachman, Hagrid was not at his post, but was looking for something anxiously here.
"Hagrid, are you looking for it?"
Hagrid heard Jon's voice, turned around and saw what he was holding, and his face suddenly showed surprise.
"Ah! Yes, you little naughty one! Let me find you! You can't run away and get lost again. I've already lost my teeth, so I can't lose you again."
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 my stuff Hagrid, can you help me get it back from it?"
"So that's it."
Hagrid immediately frowned and took Beech out of his pocket.
"Give it back, I told you not to steal anything from this carriage."
Beech obviously listened to Hagrid's words more. It looked pitiful and rummaged in its pocket for a while with a look of reluctance, and then put 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 incident, 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 watch them all the time. Even if the Yeqi leaves, I can still go on my own. Do you want to come with me to see them? Just think of it as my compensation for what happened this time."
Jon was really moved by his words, so he asked hesitantly.
"Wouldn't this be against 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.
They came to the end of the long corridor, directly opposite Dumbledore's principal's office, 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 hang around there."
Hagrid led the way, and Jon followed him out of the carriage.
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 couch that was nearly three or four meters long. The couch was also covered with a thick layer of animal fur. It seemed that he would lie on it in his spare time. rest.
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 view ahead.
The cabinet is full of all kinds of strange gadgets, as well as a big teapot, teacups, and some 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 had obviously been cast under some kind of spell, which blocked out all the strong winds. Only a refreshing breeze blew in. The sound of the carriage speeding on the ground was louder than in the carriage, but it didn't seem noisy. On the contrary, it was just that. It gives me the feeling of being on a journey all the time.
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 noticed Jon's inconvenience and brought him a small bench and placed it on the couch so that he would not have to stand on tiptoe to see the scenery in front of him.
