Chapter - 15 Sniff the Niffler

The curtain in the carriage was drawn shut, casting the room into deep shadows as it blocked the sunlight. Seated around the table, the five individuals engaged in hushed discussions of evil schemes.

"Initially, we need someone unfamiliar to knock on the Slytherin carriage door. If it's us, they'll surely be on guard," George proposed, directing his gaze towards William.

"You're the only first-year here, and you won't be recognized by them," he continued, addressing William directly.

"True," William nodded, chin held high. He raised an eyebrow, adding, "However, being the only student who knocks on their door, they'll surely remember my face afterward. Unless I vanish after this, my future won't be any easier."

"Well, that adds a bit of excitement to your mundane school days,"

Fred reassured, giving William a comforting pat on the shoulder.

George chimed in, "You can always get selected in Gryffindor. Professor McGonagall will surely look out for you."

William rolled his eyes, thinking, "You're all idiots!"

"What's the next step?" Lee Jordan inquired.

"Next, I'll use this contraption to launch smoke bombs into their carriage, creating chaos," George declared, brandishing a gun-shaped catapult that appeared in his hand.

"This is what we modified to ward off Gnomes," he added.

Resting on George's right hand was a small white ball—a purchase from the Bouncing and Playing Magic Joke Store. Upon impact, it would release copious amounts of white smoke, resembling a fiery blaze from afar.

The twin brothers intended to hurl the fireworks but reconsidered due to their immense power, fearing the flames might pierce through the train's roof.

Despite the tense and thrilling scene akin to a blockbuster moment, their family couldn't afford the cost of repairing the train.

While the Weasley brothers enjoyed their pranks, they made sure to keep the repercussions within manageable limits, avoiding trouble for the family.

"Is this the entirety of the plan?" Cedric inquired cheerfully.

As a good kid, he wouldn't feel much guilt if it was just these harmless pranks.

However, Cedric was about to be disappointed.

In a grandiose manner, Fred grinned triumphantly, delving into his pocket before eventually retrieving a large, furry, dark creature!

The creature had black fur, a wide, flat mouth, a stubby tail, and webbed feet. Slightly larger than a palm, it resembled a blend of a mole and a platypus.

"Is this... Niffler?" William asked, taken aback.

In the book "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them," he had read about this magical creature.

"Exactly!" George beamed, chuckling as he continued, "A mischievous little chap, he swiped quite a few treasures from Fred and me this summer. But in return, it helped me stumble upon the secret stash my father hid years ago!"

William was certain that the twin brothers hadn't returned the money to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley.

Yet, he couldn't help but wonder, where exactly did Fred hide that creature in his pants? Stashing the niffler near his crotch—was he really not worried the critter might nip him there?

Lee Jordan's envy was evident as he eagerly rubbed his hands together, asking, "Where did you get him?"

"A few months back, George and I stumbled upon a mother niffler in the Forbidden Forest. She had a broken leg, so we took her to Hagrid," Fred explained.

"That mother niffler birthed eight little ones, and Hagrid handed this to us because it seemed to take a liking to nibbling on us, so we named him sniff." George added.

"Wow, that sounds like quite an adventure! But why didn't you tell me about your Forbidden Forest adventure?" Lee Jordan expressed his resentment.

As the group chatted, niffler suddenly wriggled free from Fred's grasp and slipped into his belly pouch,

Niffler's pouch seemed small on the outside, yet inside, it possessed a spaciousness that defied logic, capable of holding numerous items as if enchanted with an undetectable expansion charm.

After ransacking Fred's pocket, the niffler attempted to swipe the Galleon from William, but in the blink of an eye, the little creature froze,

its attention captured by a sight. It caught a glimpse of Boba, lounging lazily in the sunshine!

Boba's orange fur gleamed radiantly in the sunlight!

The sight resembled a massive lump of yellow... gold!

A glint of excitement sparked in the niffler's eyes as it dashed towards Boba. With its small legs, it dashed like a racehorse.

Using its tiny paws, the niffler seized Boba's slender tail, attempting to tug it into its belly pouch just a bit.

Boba was startled and let out a "meow," springing up abruptly.

While Boba harbored a dislike for its unruly tail, it firmly believed that the tail was something to be nibbled on solely by itself!

Gazing at the mischievous and peculiar creature,

half mouse, half mole, half duck?

Boba didn't hesitate. Swiftly extending its claws, it delivered a sharp swat to Sniff's head, sending the creature bouncing out.

The niffler slides through the table top and accidentally collided with the small white rabbit in chocs grasp.

Was this really tolerable, even if the cat bully's the rabbit how can a mouse dare to do the same.

The Rabbit assumed an upright posture, placing a paw on its hip and pointing an accusatory finger at the niffler. Despite speaking in squeaks, it was like furious curses.

"…"

Silence fell over everyone, witnessing a situation where the weak were asserting their dominance!

Despite the Little Rabbit's verbal onslaught, Sniff wasn't one to be intimated, and even if small it was still a magical creature..

George swiftly reached out, seizing Sniff's fur and gently returning it to its place.

Fred grinned and remarked, "That's our little troublemaker. Despite being mischievous and a bit of a thief, he's still quite a character!"

George nodded in agreement.

"Today, it's up to this little fellow. When the smoke bomb goes off, we'll toss it into the Slytherin's carriage."

"How will you manage to get him out?" inquired Lee Jordan.

"Niffler's got a penchant for greed. If he doesn't robs the whole train, he might not return," William remarked.

"It's simple. Niffler has a fascination with shiny objects. The brighter, the better. We just need a mirror... Anyone have one?"

William glanced around, and the gazes settled on the only girl in the cabin Cho Chang.

Cho raised her eyebrows and retrieved a round mirror with intricate carvings from her pocket.

As she lifted her hand, the silver bracelet on her wrist tinkled softly.

With a smile, Cho chang offered, "Interested?"

"Four cups of Zizzi Bee Candy!" Cho declared, despite never having tasted any honey candy.

However, that didn't stop her from using this opportunity to seek revenge for her rabbit.

Cedric affirmed, "Agreed!"

Hiss—Bro's before hoes you idiot.

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The carriage in the middle was occupied by the Slytherin students.

William approached a specific carriage door, looking like a lost freshman.

However, contrary to George's suggestion, he refrained from knocking. The first rule in doing mischievous deeds: avoid revealing your face!

If spotted by the Slytherins within the carriage, he'd be etched into their memory, no matter what occurred afterward!

Although William wasn't fearful, he wasn't Dumb either. Naturally, he couldn't afford to take the blame.

Pulling out his wand, he tapped it against the doorknob and muttered softly, "Alohomora."

The door latch sprang open with a resounding bang. William swiftly seized the handle, yanked it open, and briskly slid into the corner.

George, hidden on the other side, seized the opportunity and expertly threw the fire smoke bomb into the compartment, causing billows of white smoke to hiss out.

Amidst the fog, a figure darted inside.

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