i invent at hogwarts

Chapter 150 Place PLAY

Before Rigg could even finish the last word, the door in front of him opened with a "click".

It was still the familiar Potions Professor's office, cold and dark, with a smelly face. Snape sat in front of the desk with an unhappy face. The quill under his hand didn't stop at all, and was still writing.

What, the long piece of parchment almost hangs to the ground.

"So, our genius Heimdall Day finally plans to meet his good friends?"

Snape, who had been put to play for almost a week, was now full of complaints. He was not a big fool like Hagrid, the gamekeeper, who had nothing to do every day.

On the first day after receiving Dumbledore's letter, Snape went to find Old Bee angrily. Unfortunately, the headmaster was as shrewd and cunning as when he tried to stumbling him before. He greased his feet and ran away without any intention of being scolded.

Snape, who had been rejected, was ready the next day to give Rigg a summer vacation surprise. Unfortunately, Rigg didn't go.

On the third day, Snape wandered around the office anxiously for several times. He was a pragmatic person, and unfinished tasks were like potion formulas that he had not yet understood, tickling his heart and making him feel uneasy.

When Dumbledore wrote to him, he did not mention the specific departure time. He only said that a young wizard named Rigg needed his company when he went out.

If Draco, the Malfoy family, dared to delay his time like this and let him go, Snape would let him know that his Potions Professor was not someone to be trifled with.

But Snape and Rigg were not familiar with each other, and they only sent the books because they had taught potions for many years and were a little partial to the little wizard who could still be saved.

Unfamiliar and a rare young wizard who could like him, Snape, who was in a complicated mood, finally chose to conduct his potion research first.

Thinking of Harry, a pair of bright green eyes flashed past Snape's eyes. His already dark face looked even more emotionless and indifferent, and he stared directly at Rigg with his dark eyes.

Snape's inquiring eyes swept over Rigg's body. After a few glances, he made a judgment in his mind.

"Oh, this really makes his poor professor who has no vacation time happy."

He is really passionate about potions, and only wizards who may be able to make some achievements in potions in the future can win his special regard.

Snape gave a fake smile. He put down the replaceable quill and arranged the parchment on the desk. Only the last paragraph was left to summarize the narrative, and the article was ready to be sent to the newspaper for publication.

He glanced at the parchment on Snape's desk. The last section of blank parchment was so conspicuous on the table, "I guess Professor, your research has not been completed yet? Because Teacher Nico's test came unexpectedly, first and second grade

I haven’t had time to send out the transcripts and comments yet.”

Rigg waved his hand quickly. Even if he decided to delay it for a week, Snape would never know about it.

Rigg tried his best to lower the corners of his mouth. Snape said this as if he was about to be expelled from Hogwarts.

Snape's Adam's apple moved, and Snape looked away almost in embarrassment. Once he remembered the memory of Lily, it was difficult to break away. He closed his eyes for a moment, and then opened them again. He was that vicious and cruel person again.

The Potions Professor.

"Because Mr. Nico originally planned to come to Hogwarts for a visit. With the help of Principal Dumbledore, he decided to stay at Hogwarts next semester and teach me about alchemy."

Besides, he has big legs now. What does the tutor do? He takes the blame!

Rigg cleverly embellished the incident and magnified Principal Dumbledore's role in it.

Snape nodded, feeling that he understood everything.

"Thank you for your explanation, it makes your poor professor feel much better," a silky-smooth voice slid through the empty and cold office, and Snape stood up, "So, are you planning to leave Hogwart today?"

tz?"

Rigg stood obediently at the entrance to the office. He didn't know if he could fool Snape in this way. He blinked and looked at Snape.

"Yes, it's the Philosopher's Stone that Harry and I protected together last semester. Because of this incident, I met Teacher Nicoléme. Later, I passed Teacher Nico's test on the day I returned home and became his apprentice.

.”

This method of breaking bones and eating marrow almost reminded Snape of how he got on Dumbledore's black ship.

Hearing this, Snape raised his eyebrows. He was still wondering why a young wizard like Rigg was still hanging around the school during the holidays. Even if Dumbledore wanted to train his youth army, he would never choose Rigg.

A first grade little wizard.

As expected of Dumbledore, he was able to bring a dying master of alchemy to Hogwarts willingly, even though he was seeking help from Nicolas Flamel.

If he didn't go around the auditorium every day for lunch, maybe this sentence would seem more true.

Teacher Nico, I'm sorry!

Rigg secretly clasped his hands in his heart, waved it off to Nicolas Flamel, who went abroad to pursue his wife, and said without any psychological burden, "Originally, I planned to come to you that day, but Professor Dumbledore was leaving before he left.

He took me to see Teacher Nicoléme before..."

After waiting for nearly a week, if Rigg didn't come to Snape again, the research had come to an end and Snape, who was about to finish writing the research paper, was going to send Rigg, who had no sense of time, a potion with him.

The professor's angry message.

One day, two days... time passed like this. Snape, who was immersed in researching the new potion formula, almost forgot that there was such a thing.

If I had to choose, it would be Harry Potter as the savior.

"Nicholas Flamel?"

Seeing Snape sitting up straight and crossing his hands on the table, Rigg continued speaking at the professor's signal.

"After arriving at Hogwarts, Teacher Nico gave me the first test. Time was tight, and alchemy was very difficult. I have been busy watching him and Principal Dumbledore give me the test in the past few days.

The books I recommend will come to you, Professor Snape, after you pass the apprenticeship test."

Rigg smiled sheepishly, "I'll just go find Ron and the others after your research and the tasks assigned to me by Principal Dumbledore are completed."

Another lion who was assigned to the wrong college, just like the old bee.

But it's very good. Thinking of Ron's potions exam work, Snape felt that his temples were starting to beat. He said expressionlessly: "Thank you Mr. Heimdall Day for your thoughtfulness to the professor. Then, tomorrow morning

At 7 o'clock, I will wait for you at the entrance of the auditorium."

Well, Snape could see that Rigg wanted to give Ron and the others a thrill, but he was happy to see it come to fruition.

Ball recommendation tickets and monthly tickets——————

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