i invent at hogwarts

Rigg told a long, long story, and he really wasn't bragging.

Although his stories were not as spicy and colorful as Ron's, from the time he came home for the holidays and met the famous alchemy master Nicolas Flamel to when he successfully passed Nicolas Flamel's test and returned to Hogwarts.

Castle...these experiences and characters are legendary and exciting enough. Rigg's mouth was dry as he talked about it. Harry and Ron listened intently.

Thanks to the weird spells included in the spell list, Rigg added an invisible bubble to their small table so that no one else could hear their conversation.

This was a spell that Nigel had used before. When Rigg was still at Hogwarts, he looked through the list of spells several times before he came up with this very practical soundproofing spell.

The butterbeer that belonged to Rigg was on the table, but he drank it in half the story. Even so, it didn't quench his thirst. Harry respectfully handed over his soda for Rigg to enjoy.

Ron thought too, but he had already finished his juice in three or two gulps when it was served, and now he could only move around uneasily as if there was a thorn in his butt.

When talking about their study and life after returning to Hogwarts, Harry and Ron did not envy Rigg for returning to Hogwarts.

They stared at the extremely tall figure in front of them with awe.

Rige licked his mouth and felt that there was not a drop of water in his mouth. He felt that he could drink the entire Black Lake.

Rigg stood up and canceled the bubble. He turned around and looked around, looking for Ms. Rosmerta, whom he had seen when he entered the door.

After thinking about it for a long time, Harry, who was a little shy, shouted this sentence out loud. The noisy bar suddenly became quiet, and countless wizards who were chatting just now looked at the back of Harry's head in surprise as he suddenly stood up.

"Harry what did you just say?"

Now that his happy life is gone forever, when Ron thinks about the future, he can only think of Mrs. Weasley holding the iron pot and the smiling Professor Snape.

Harry and Ron looked at Rigg in confusion, "Rigg, are you not thirsty? Then keep talking!"

"Indeed nothing happened, alas..." Ms. Rosmerta followed Professor Snape and turned around. She looked at Snape's back with regret, his broad robes flying in the air, and his aura.

Complete.

Rigg, who had just stood up, just glanced at the table next to him and quickly sat down again. He placed his hands on his legs obediently, and his neck seemed to be fixed with nails and would never rotate again.

Professor Snape who spoke lowered his eyes and looked at the three young wizards in front of him, "I'll wait for you at the door first." After saying that, he quickly walked out of the door of the Three Broomsticks pub without running away.

Harry had been sleeping in the cupboard for who knows how long. His neck had been hurting every time he moved for the past two days. Fortunately, Ron helped him straighten it.

As soon as the soda was served, Harry and Ron placed it in front of Rigg. Rigg carefully recalled the previous story.

As soon as Ron heard this, he screamed, fell on the table and stopped moving, "It would be better if you delayed it for a few days!"

The three young wizards who were sitting stiffly breathed a sigh of relief together. None of them had any experience in dealing with such mature women. Forced by Ms. Rosmerta's momentum, Harry's mind went blank.

"I said thank you!"

The story was told that Rig was thirsty and didn't want to drink any more. He just wanted a glass of boiled water, or the ice-cold soda water that Harry ordered.

Rige slowly turned around, no longer facing the wall, and with a horrified look in his eyes, he heard a crisp "click" sound.

Ron only wished that the person with procrastination was not Rigg, otherwise he would have been able to live a happy life for a few more days.

Satisfied with Soda's answer, Ms. Rosmerta swayed her long skirt and returned to the bar.

Ron was really curious about the story of alchemy learning. He also wanted to know how Nicoléme, the alchemist master, was conquered by Rigg.

Harry touched his nose, "It seems like my neck is feeling better?"

Before Ron could speak, Ms. Rosmerta shook her finger, and a bright red color bloomed on her fingertips, "Wine is not acceptable. How about some soda? Or what do you want to eat?"

"hiss--"

He shook his head, "In the end, I passed Nicolas Flamel's test and helped Principal Dumbledore send our transcripts and comments."

After a while, three glasses of ice-cold soda were delivered. No one was interested, and Ms. Rosmerta suddenly disappeared. She no longer shuttled around the first floor delivering drinks, but instead let the plates float in mid-air.

The expressionless Professor Snape came up behind Harry at some point. As soon as his deep voice sounded, Ron was startled and almost jumped up on the spot.

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Rigg rolled his eyes as he faced the wall.

Harry's voice was very weak. Rigg and Ron, who had canceled the soundproofing bubble, could only see Harry's lips moving.

Ron grinned and wrinkled his nose, probably knowing what scene Rigg had seen.

"Don't look back." Rigg's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, "It's not convenient for Professor Snape."

Curious baby Harry almost turned his head to see what was going on, but his good friend Ron turned his head back.

Only one of the three people knew nothing.

Rigg looked at Harry and Ron who were disapproving with awe, and was impressed by the strength and protective mechanism of the wizard's body.

"At the same time, I was broke because of my study schedule."

money.

Rigg asked curiously as he poured the last glass of soda into his mouth.

Harry felt much more relaxed now.

Harry and Ron looked at each other, now they had another reason not to envy Rigg.

Is this all okay?

"Nothing happened."

If Professor Snape's disheveled clothes hadn't reminded Rigg of the pretty girl he saw meeting gangsters in his previous life, Rigg might have believed Professor Snape's words.

Rigg ignored the wailing Ron. When he thought of the list given by Nicolas Flamel, he felt his heart bleed. Everything in front of him seemed to disappear, and the sounds faded away. Only Jin Gallon was talking to him.

He waved and flew away again...

Harry was very satisfied after gathering with his friends and seeing the magical village of Hogsmeade. He looked at the door of the bar, where the huge glass windows reflected the setting sun, and said, "Thank you."

"I hope you still have the last little bit of brain you can use to think."

Ron could still turn around to face them, but Rigg, who was facing Professor Snape, could only turn around and face the walls of the Three Broomsticks pub that had not been repainted for a long time.

Soon, the bar became lively again, but this time the excitement was different from before. Harry and Rigg were overwhelmed with well-meaning blessings and compliments. Harry's dizzy face turned red. He and everyone he didn't know

The wizard waved goodbye.

Her carefully outlined eyebrows were raised, and her long eyelashes flicked a few times, "So, young wizards, what do you want to order?"

This is Hogsmeade.

Stepping out of the Three Broomsticks, Rigg looked at the scene in front of him.

"This sunset is so beautiful."

Dead line is indeed the first productivity. I never thought I could write so quickly.

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