Holy Light Professor at Hogwarts

Hagrid didn't stop talking until a hint of burning smell came out of the iron basin.

He took the iron basin away from the flame and turned it upside down on the table. A somewhat yellow and irregular cake embryo appeared;

Then, he slowly poured the melted chocolate onto the cake base, and then used a butter knife about the size of his finger to spread the chocolate sauce evenly. Finally, he took out a bottle of green sugar juice and poured it into It was in a decorating bag made of unknown animal skin, but he still didn't take action.

"Mr. Kirk, do you write well?"

It turned out that Hagrid thought his handwriting was too ugly, so he was a little hesitant.

But Kirk is obviously not up to this job: "As you said, I am a foreigner, and it is not easy to speak English. As for writing, don't leave it to me."

Seeing that there was no hope of help, Hagrid decided to take action himself.

The hand holding the piping bag was shaking a little, and the words written on it were a little crooked.

Kirk took a closer look and saw Hagrid writing on the cake:

HAPPEE

BIETHDAP

HARRY

I have to say, the cake is ugly and...

"You seem to have spelled it wrong, Mr. Hagrid..."

Kirk's words startled Hagrid. He quickly checked it and immediately discovered his mistake. Then he picked up the butter knife and planned to scrape off and rewrite, but he was a little unable to do so because the green syrup and chocolate sauce had solidified. ..

Seeing that Hagrid was in a dilemma, Kirk comforted him: "For things like birthday cakes, the most important thing is your thoughts, and everything else doesn't matter."

It seemed that Kirk's comfort had an effect, and Hagrid put down the butter knife and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I hope little Harry will like it."

He took out a few cardboard pieces from the drawer, folded them into a box three times, then put the cake in, tied the box with a red rope, and thoughtfully tied a bow on it.

"Let's get going, Mr. Kirk. I don't think little Harry can wait any longer."

Why couldn't he wait?He didn't know anyone was looking for him.

Kirk complained in his heart, and followed Hagrid, who was carrying the cake, out of the cabin and came to the edge of the Forbidden Forest. Hagrid temporarily handed the cake into Kirk's hands, and then Kirk saw Hagrid pushing away a huge stone, and from the stone A giant three-wheeled motorcycle was pulled out of the cave below.

Seeing the surprise on Kirk's face, Hagrid said a little embarrassedly: "This thing is not allowed by the Ministry of Magic. I can only hide it and push it out when I am about to go out."

After saying that, he took out a helmet from the side of the truck, handed it to Kirk, and then took the cake. After looking left and right, he planned to put the cake into his service pocket first. Anyway, his Pockets are big enough.

But Kirk immediately stopped his anti-human behavior: "Leave the cake to me for safekeeping. If you put it in your pocket, it will be crushed."

Hagrid obviously knew this, but he really had no better place to store the cake just now. Seeing Mr. Kirk take the initiative to keep the cake, Hagrid was naturally happy.

Taking the cake handed over by Hagrid, Kirk threw it directly into his shadow space.

This operation made Hagrid a little stunned. After being stunned for a moment, he gave a thumbs up: "Great spell, Mr. Kirk."

Kirk smiled, put on his helmet, and got into the sidecar of the motorcycle;

Hagrid also got on the motorcycle, and then said to himself: "I remember it was No. 4 Privet Drive, Surrey."

But he seemed to doubt his memory, so he took out the admission letter that Dumbledore had taught him from his arms, turned it to the back, and then whispered: "Cokeworth, Railway View Hotel, Room No. 17 , Mr. Harry Potter accepts."

Where is this?Did Harry go on vacation?

Hagrid did not doubt that he was there and started the motorcycle. As the engine roared, the motorcycle slid on the ground for a short distance, climbed directly, and then rushed into the clouds.

............

"Bang Dang! Bang Dang! Bang Dang!"

The sound of the London subway was a bit annoying. Kirk, who was sitting next to Hagrid, looked confused. Shouldn't he be on the flying motorcycle?Why are you sitting on the subway now? This is not magic at all?

Oh!I remembered!

After they arrived in London on a flying motorcycle, Hagrid hid the motorcycle in the suburbs of London on the grounds that he was "afraid of being discovered by Muggles", and then the two began to take ordinary transportation.

It wasn't until now that Kirk figured out that in this world, wizards and ordinary people are separated, and ordinary people don't even know that magic exists...

It’s really weird!

But doing as the Romans do, Kirk has no interest in changing this situation. He just feels that taking the subway is much slower than riding a flying motorcycle!

They set off at noon, but it was already dusk and they had not yet reached their destination.

But Hagrid next to him was full of interest, as if he was very curious about this kind of train running underground, and he was so curious that he ignored the curious looks cast at him by other passengers in the car.

After getting out of the subway, they took a bus, but still did not reach their destination directly. After asking for directions for a long time, the two of them arrived at the Railway View Hotel, which was built next to a very desolate railway before dark.

Entering the hotel, Hagrid bent down and lay down at the front desk. In the horrified eyes of the landlady, he asked, "Hello, I'm looking for Mr. Harry Potter in room No. 17. How can I get there?"

"Hahahaha..." The landlady sounded like she was laughing, but there was no happy look on her face, "Haha...Mr. Harry Potter and his family have already left here. .”

It turned out that she was just frightened and stuttered a little.

Hagrid frowned: "Impossible, the letter clearly says..." As he said that, he took out the letter from his arms, only to find that the words on the back of the letter had changed: the sea, the hut on the rock, the floor. , collected by Mr. Harry Potter.

"When did they leave?" Hagrid asked.

When the landlady saw the letter in Hagrid's hand, her face became even more horrified. In her panic, she heard Hagrid's question again and she almost screamed in reply: "Noon! They left at noon! They drove away! What did I do?" I don’t even know anymore, don’t ask me again!”

After Kirk comforted the hotel proprietress, the two left the hotel, but they were a little confused.

If the Railway View Hotel is still an accurate place name, then the description of the cabin on the rocks in the sea is a bit too general. Even if you ask for directions, you can't ask. What's more, the sky above your head is already covered with dark clouds. Heavy rain is coming.

Hagrid turned his head to Kirk, hoping that Kirk could get some ideas. But if Kirk had any good ideas, he could only say: "Let's go to the beach first and search along the coastline. I hope I can find... "