i invent at hogwarts

Chapter 1 People on the Titanic

The sun was low, and the last ray of sunset hit the spire of the Dai family's old house. The polished light could be seen through the marble floor, which made people worry about the center of gravity of the guests. When they arrived at the old house, it was finally restored after many years.

The banquet hall was reopened.

"On the right! The curtains on the right should be higher!" Her mother spoke loudly and rarely lost her temper. There was nothing she could do about it. This was the first time in eight years that she had the opportunity to hold a large dinner party, and those pure-blood families were willing to do so.

How could she not be nervous and anxious about participating in the show?

The house elf was directed around by her. After adjusting the curtains, she went to confirm whether each crystal cup was clear and shiny enough.

The silver-haired basswood earrings inlaid with rubies swayed and collided under her long golden curly hair, making a crisp sound, and the lit-up star zenith cast a halo on her slim-fitting long skirt.

"Rigg, dear, what do you think? I used to think that silver silk is more suitable for the starry sky dome, but what if those people only want to see the green that represents Slytherin? Rigg? Rigg?"

Chen Xin recovered from his trance, oh, Rigg, my name is Rigg now, Heimdall Dai, a blond pure-blood wizard, the only son of Nigel, the patriarch of the Dai family, but unfortunately, only ten

Years old and still a little kid.

Seeing his mother holding the wand anxiously and walking around in the luxurious and elegant banquet hall, Rigg quickly responded, "Mom, I'm here. I also think green is safer." After receiving approval, his mother loudly commanded.

The house elf changed the tablecloth, "What did I say before? Smooth!! No wrinkles are allowed on the tabletop!"

The portraits of the clan members around her were all giving her advice. Vernal Day, the fourth-generation clan leader with a bright golden afro, said, "Oh, don't I know about the Malfoy family? My son-in-law is a Malfoy."

Fu, it’s right to use a gold crystal cup, it matches their long pale golden hair best.”

Ryan Dai, the third-generation patriarch who has a baby face but has a dragon corpse under his feet, disagreed, "If you ask me to say that Nigel is just messing around, when will we, the Dai family, need to bow down to a Malfoy!"

"Hmph," the beautiful middle-aged woman drinking afternoon tea in the exquisite picture frame blocked by flowers looked dismissively, "Money, money, money! How can you move in the picture frame without money? If you really have the ability, please give me some ideas.

, how can we save Literary Place?" (Literary House Quill Store is located in Hogsmeade Village, where the first magic quill was born, making it the second creation of this book.)

Hearing this, Rigg couldn't help but take another look at her, recalling his mother's introduction three days ago. This was Jennifer Malfoy, the daughter of Afro Vernal. She was very attached to her family, and she didn't want to be with her parents or friends even after she died.

After separation, she specifically asked the family's painter to hang portraits of her everywhere.

The portraits were silent together, and mother Stephanie turned back to look for Rigg. Hearing this, she sighed, "When we surrendered to Dumbledore and escaped the Ministry of Magic's liquidation, we should have thought about how the other Slytherin families would look at us.

Take care of yourself."

Stephanie's delicately made-up face could not hide her fatigue. She raised her hand to check Rigg's clothes and said to Rigg, "I know you have been hanging around the study recently, and you probably heard that today's dinner is for our family.

Cooperate with the Malfoy family." He was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"Seven to three points, he, Malfoy, seven and three of us will cooperate?" Ryan became even more angry, "Do you still want Rigg to be a follower for little Malfoy? To be his Malfoy's dog?"

Mother pursed her lips and said, "Nigel naturally has his own considerations. Didn't we have a good time when we left Slytherin? Now that we go back, we can have the help of our in-laws and families, even if we bow to Malfoy a little and let the scholar go.

It’s good to live there. In short, you have to be prepared for the dinner later, Li Ge, and learn to be patient.”

Rigg nodded silently, letting his mother leave with peace of mind to prepare for the banquet, but he himself had other ideas.

Are the Malfoys really willing to coexist peacefully? Will everything be fine if they return to Slytherin? He can't change the family's mind, but there is one person who can.

Rigg looked up at his father's study on the second floor.

The dinner is about to begin, and there are still 1 hour and 25 minutes before Rigg saves his life.

Passing through the busy banquet hall and going up the spiral staircase behind the dragon head sculpture on the right, there is the study of Nigel Day, the patriarch of the Dai family, Rigg's father in this life. Rigg stood next to the sculpture and took a deep breath.

Slowly spit it out and go through the current situation one last time.

Rigg's previous life was called Chen Xin. Chen Xin was a time traveler who traveled to the magical world of Harry Potter, a world where wizards and magic really existed. This was something Chen Xin had never imagined.

After all, he was just an average player when he was in school, with average grades in the class, no special romantic experience, and even the scratch-off tickets could only offer a median of 5 yuan. The only bright spot of luck is that he graduated from college.

At that time, there were too many graduates that year, and he hesitated... Under the persuasion of his senior brother, he became a glorious... real estate salesperson!

Then, within a few years of working in sales, I was playing the Harry Potter mobile game at night and, without closing my eyes, I traveled through time!

Thanks to the weekly question-and-answer activities of the mobile game, he, a person who has never read the original Harry Potter, knows that Slytherin is the Titanic. Even if it has not yet sunk to the bottom, it is waiting for a savior named Harry Potter.

With the emergence of Gryffindor, Slytherin will also become a training ground for dark wizards that everyone shouts about. Only by choosing the right direction and joining the righteous Gryffindor family can they get a good death.

And now, the Dai family, which had enjoyed the benefits of switching sides, defected from Slytherin to Gryffindor and escaped the liquidation of the Ministry of Magic after the war. They really cannot withstand the commercial suppression of the original Slytherin pure-blood family and are preparing to

Jumped repeatedly, jumped back to Slytherin, and defected to the Malfoy family!

If Rigg is not a time traveler, then he definitely has no objection to his father's decision, and he would also like to praise his father for being so wise and powerful! Unfortunately, Rigg is, so sad. So he can only be prepared and show his affection.

Use reason and try to convince dad.

If verbal persuasion is useless, then physical persuasion is the only option. Thinking about the unfinished simple quill pen in the room, Li Ge really wanted to give God a slap in the face. Why couldn't he have traveled back two days earlier and just figured out the situation?

I have to negotiate with the patriarch’s father. If it weren’t for the house elves, the day lily would be cold! The man with open eyes is on the Titanic, but where is my Ruth? Having fun in the misery and thinking about it, Rigg feels that he can totally cry.

Nervous.

After sorting out his thoughts, Rigg went straight to the study on the second floor. As it happened, the door was not closed, so Rigg opened the door and walked directly into the study.

Nigel held the wine glass and looked out the window. The famous golden galleon fountain in the old house of the Dai family was gushing. On the desk made of expensive dragon blood wood were the sales reports of the quill pen stores in various literary houses in the past three months.

There are also parchments written with analysis content everywhere.

As soon as he walked into the study, Nigel quickly turned around and took out his wand and pointed it at the door!

"Oh, it turns out to be my baby Rigg." Nigel looked at Rigg at the door and waved his wand. The time appeared from the top of the wand. It was already 17:55 in the evening on August 10, 1991.

Alright, there's still one hour and fifteen minutes until the dinner starts.

There are still only half a month left before the savior Harry Potter enters school.

Before Rigg could speak, Nigel put his arm around his shoulders and said, "The time is indeed coming soon. Let's go down together to help your mother and see what else needs to be prepared."

His father wanted to push him out, but Rigg's feet seemed to have roots. He couldn't go out! When he waited until the first floor, there were not enough chips, and his father would not listen to his analysis!

Rigg was very anxious, and there was not much time left for him! His thoughts were turning over and over, and he accidentally saw the picture frame hanging in the study!

"Father, don't ally with the Malfoy family! Lady Jennifer overheard the conversation over there!"

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