i invent at hogwarts

Chapter 4 Come on, show

External troubles are temporarily resolved, but internal troubles arise again.

Looking at Lucius Malfoy, who had been regarded as a life-saving straw before, his aloof expression was uncertain, and he walked away with his sleeves. At that moment, most of the guests followed and left, and the remaining families also chose to leave first after a friendly apology.

Dean Dai, the only elder of the Dai family, felt uneasy inside. He looked at other clan members and saw the same confusion and panic.

After digesting the situation for a while, Dean said, "What a brat!" Dean turned from frightened to angry, with an angry look on his face, which made his golden afro appear rounder.

As the only patriarch of three dynasties, Dean, who is 198 years old this year, has survived two patriarchs. He has no other advantage than being timid!

Oh, no, it can also be called overly robust.

So he had no problem with the patriarch saying that he wanted to join the Malfoy family. The Malfoy family was powerful and rich, and he liked it very much. Even if he had to cut back on food and clothing in the future, it would still be a smooth road.

Of course, it was mainly because of his seniority that Lucius had to respect him.

Thanks to the memory provided by his predecessor, Li Ge was really not surprised by the noisy and chaotic scene in front of him after the dinner, which was like a vegetable market. He still had enough time to complain in his heart. It was really Angry Birds VS the mature version of DiCaprio who didn’t play with water guns.

ah.

The Angry Birds is the afro-headed elder Dean, and the mature and handsome Little Plum is his father Nigel.

"You brat, are you crazy! That's Malfoy! That Malfoy!" Dean roared.

Nigel silently cast a silencing spell on his ears. He knew what Dean was thinking without even listening.

Dean continued to ramble, and the tribesmen who were watching were also whispering, "Didn't you see the tragedy before the Literary Residence? Where did the thing come from that made you feel like you were under the Imperius Curse? Merlin's socks!"

As he spoke, Dean began to wipe his tears, took out his silk scarf and blew his nose loudly, crying and shouting that he wanted to leave with Nigel's father, so that he would not have to see Literary Residence completely close down and close its shop, a century-old business.

Destroyed by his hands, it hurts, it hurts so much!

Seeing Dean pulling out his wand and about to hit him, the clan members hurriedly stepped forward to stop him. Even if he hit Dean himself, it would be impossible for Dean to hurt himself. It would be bad if he accidentally hurt the person next to him.

For a time, the scene was lively and lively, with everyone singing, chanting, and beating: the elder Dean who wanted to commit suicide; the tribesmen who persuaded Dean to stand in a circle but peeked at Nigel from time to time; who could not hear anything and looked blankly.

Nigel was in the center of the scene; and Rigg was dumbfounded, watching the drama in front of his mother beside him.

How could there usually be so many people? If today's choice hadn't affected their lives and wealth, the clansmen would have made room for high-level meetings.

"Okay, okay," Nigel looked like he had almost finished speaking and ended the spell.

"Huh? Who is it, me?" Rigg didn't understand, and looked at his father who was waving to him in confusion.

"I said I want to help Literen Residence regain its glory," Nigel hugged Rigg who came forward, "Then, we must not only consider the Literary Residence in front of us, but also look at the future!"

Following his father's push, Rige walked out step by step and stood in front of the clan members.

Looking at Rigg in front of him, Nigel smiled happily and said, "Please let me introduce to you, the pride of the family, who created the replaceable quill pen, the future best-selling product of Literary Residence, and saved the family prodigy of Literary Residence. I

Rigg."

Standing in the front row, Li Ge felt like Simba being lifted up, but his father didn't draw a few lines for him.

The tribesmen in front of them have expectations, doubts, and, wait? When did Dean sit down?

Dean used a transformation technique to turn the silk scarf into a high chair with bulging cushions and an orange-red soft leather backrest. He sat down comfortably and said while combing his afro, "Okay.

Anyone can tell. Please tell me carefully what makes you so confident that you can save Wenrenju."

Taking a breath, Rigg looked at the anxious faces of the tribesmen in front of him and Old Dean, who was sitting on the stool but still wrinkled up in bitterness, and laughed easily, "Don't worry, everyone, now I

Let me explain to you this new product that Wenrenju will soon launch..."

Afterwards, Rigg talked with his father's remade finished replaceable quill pen, his mouth was dry, and from time to time he had to answer questions from Dean and the tribe, from the production principle to the sales plan, it was reasonable to suspect that his father just wanted to be lazy!

Except for watching the conversation, Nigel signed an unbreakable oath with everyone on behalf of the family. The rest of the time, Nigel stood silently by the side, as if not paying attention to the scene. He tried to hold his mother's little hand several times and was swatted away.

Rigg thought angrily, Well done!

As time went by, Dean, who was originally blowing his beard and staring, shouting at the world, could not help but stagnate as he listened to Rigg's explanation. His wrinkled face gradually bloomed like a chrysanthemum. While listening, he sighed with trembling in his voice: "Okay.

!Okay! Literary people can be saved!"

The more the clan members listened, the more they celebrated. The clan leader Nigel looked at the venue, smiled and raised his glass to announce, because the dinner party that the Malfoy family left midway continued!

Dean, a hundreds-year-old wizard, finally showed his magical power at this time.

Dozens of celebratory spells that the clansmen had never seen spewed out from his wand, warm fireworks surrounded the clansmen, jumping stars, countless legendary creatures appeared one after another on the dome... The banquet hall was filled with

Decorated like a celebration.

Half an hour later.

After the initial surprise and relief, Dean calmed down a little. Then he remembered the threats made by the Malfoy family before they left, and the joy in his heart quickly faded.

He left the celebrating clan members and quietly pulled the clan leader Nigel aside, "Nigel, I'm glad you can find such a way out, but I'm still worried that the Malfoy family won't let it go, even with the family secrecy curse.

, and how long can we stop them?"

Dean looked around the bustling banquet hall and saw the faces of every clan member.

No, no one has the strength to stop Malfoy and his allies from overwhelming others. Failure is only temporary, and money is useless if you can't keep it.

Nigel seemed to see through his thoughts, and stepped forward with a smile, raising Rigg's hand, "School is about to start, and Rigg is luckier than me, and can see the famous savior - Harry Potter."

"You mean, Du..." Dean suddenly realized that the last piece of the puzzle in the fog was finally put together. Now looking at the replaceable quill in Rige's hand, he just felt that no matter how he looked at Qian Tu, Jin Jialong was with him.

He waved.

"When I held you and changed your diaper, I thought you had a great future." Dean's hand, which was about to fall on Nigel's shoulder, moved steadily and without hesitation in Nigel's murderous gaze.

He hesitantly landed on Rigg's face and rubbed it hard, "Oh, Rigg, my Rigg! You were so little back then, but now you are going to Hogwarts!"

Only Rige opened his mouth and finally remembered what he had forgotten.

"Oh my God! School is about to start!" Rigg shouted, grabbing the sides of his hair.

Father and Dean looked at each other and laughed, "Hogwarts is very interesting and will be an unforgettable memory for you in the future." Nigel finally succeeded in holding Stephanie's hand, and Stephanie turned over speechlessly.

His eyes were big and there was a smile on his lips.

"No, no!" Rigg didn't want to go to school. He was looking forward to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!

Those characters that could only be seen in movies and games will appear in front of him, as well as those wonderful spells, potions, magical plants and animals...

Lifting up the replaceable quill, Rigg looked devastated, "Is there anyone else in our family? Not all of them should be here today, right?" Rigg looked at Nigel and Dean with the last of his expectations.

Nigel and Dean looked at each other, although they didn't know what was causing Rigg's collapse, they also had some bad premonitions.

Dean looked at the hall and said cautiously, "I think, maybe, maybe, we are almost inseparable. There should be only about 20 people in our Dai family."

Seeing Rigg's little face turn pale, Dean added: "Unless there is something else I don't recognize." It was a great cold joke, but no one could laugh at it.

Nigel thought about it carefully and didn't know what Rige was suddenly worried about. The plan was perfect, right?

With the replaceable quill, making a lot of money during the school year can save the Literary Mansion. It will be even better after school starts, and Dumbledore is not afraid of the Malfoy family.

"Well, school starts in about three weeks, which means we only have a little more than a week for pre-production and stocking up..." Rigg said the answer quietly, and watched with satisfaction as Nigel and Dean collapsed.

"No one is allowed to leave starting today, everyone is working overtime——" Dean roared and scored twice.

Please read, please recommend me, please give me monthly votes! I have also read the comments posted in this chapter and the suggestions in the book circle, but that’s it for code words. I really ate a lot of experience packages. Master Bao, Gouquan, Maomaotian, etc.

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