i invent at hogwarts

Chapter 75 Memory Ball and Golden Gallon

Nigel was responsible for helping Harry clear and revive his memory, while Rigg was responsible for extracting the memory and putting it into a crystal bottle for preservation.

This is an operation that has been done many times in the old house, and Li Ge is very skilled at it.

After all, Elder Dean and his father Nigel are both lazy dogs, and they will leave everything they can do to him.

Dumbledore watched them quietly, and would pause at any time if there was danger.

Harry closed his eyes nervously, countless memories tumbling through his mind.

Being beaten and scolded by Dudley in primary school, the early morning sunshine in the Gryffindor dormitory, the pasties on the Hogwarts Express, standing in the kitchen frying bacon for his aunt, the literary man Currig waving to him, as a baby

Lying in the cradle and grabbing the toys on it... And finally, he stood in front of the Mirror of Erised and cried.

Harry choked and said: "Start."

Rigg pressed his wand against Harry's temple and slowly drew out a wisp of silvery mist.

Like rolling marshmallows, this wisp of mist becomes more and more solid and white.

After hearing Harry say the end, Rigg's wrist flicked slightly and the connection was disconnected.

Before the memory could dissipate, Rigg quickly put this memory into a crystal bottle.

Nigel stopped reviving Harry's memory and took the crystal bottle.

He pressed the wand tightly against the bottle and whispered the magic spell to stabilize the memory structure.

Dumbledore listened with interest and secretly studied.

He really doesn't know how to do this spell.

Everyone thinks that since he is so powerful, he must know everything.

When Nicolas Flamel gave him the Pensieve, he thought that Dumbledore must have known about it and not told him.

For so many years, Dumbledore extracted memories on the spot and put them into the Pensieve manually.

The memory, which was like smoke and seemed to be dispersed at any moment, kept swirling in the bottle, and finally turned into a round gas ball that stopped motionless.

Harry, who was standing stiffly with his hands placed on his legs by the wizard's robe, suddenly felt something cold being pressed against his face. Harry was startled.

His eyelids that had been shaking suddenly opened, his eyes full of anticipation.

He didn't know if the spell was over just now, and for fear of affecting the effect of the spell, Harry kept his eyes closed.

Through the transparent crystal bottle, Harry could see the sphere inside, and he looked at Rigg.

Rigg nodded and said: "Yes, this is your memory. When needed, you can see it by opening the cork and pouring it into the pensieve."

Harry carefully unscrewed the cork of the bottle, and did not turn it halfway for a long time, which immediately made Rigg and Nigel laugh.

Nigel laughed loudly and said, "Don't be so careful. It won't matter if you step on this memory a few times. You can just pour it into the pensieve."

Rigg suppressed his laughter and did not expose his father, leaving him with a layer of underwear.

Nigel said this for a reason.

When making replaceable quill pens, I couldn't find any ideas for upgrades and optimizations.

In extreme anger, he kicked his memory against the wall.

Dumbledore nodded secretly.

The spell is good, now it's mine.

Every time he looked at the memory, he was very gentle, for fear that the memory would be scattered in mid-air.

Memories that have not been structurally stabilized will be dispersed by a small breeze and will never be recalled again.

This is also the initial effect of this memory-extracting spell.

Used to help a heartbroken wizard forget painful memories.

Under Rigg's guidance, Harry poured the memory ball into the pensieve.

As Rigg pressed his head, Harry felt as if he was submerged underwater, invisible gas enveloped his mouth and nose, and he couldn't breathe for a while.

Then, his vision went dark, as if he was falling.

When Harry gasped and opened his eyes again, Professor Dumbledore, Rigg and Nigel were all standing in front of him.

They returned to the classroom on that empty night, with Harry standing in front of the magic mirror and crying.

Harry's face suddenly became familiar. He didn't expect that all the snot bubbles would come out from his crying that day.

Now it’s still being seen by good brother Rigg’s family and Principal Dumbledore!

Harry's heart was roaring.

As soon as Rigg finished explaining how to leave his memory, Harry couldn't wait to drag everyone away.

The smile on Dumbledore's lips deepened, but it was hidden by his beard and was not noticed by others.

Harry, who answered the principal's office, blushed and stammered: "I, I remember if I have to sign the contract today."

Harry racked his brains for a long time on how to change the subject.

The ball is gone.

Don't look at me, don't remember what happened just now, whatever you do is fine!

Rigg received Harry's look of help and took a step forward, "Our contract is quite good. Has Principal Dumbledore read it?"

Harry's joint sales contract was discussed repeatedly between Rigg, Nigel and Dean.

This was quite tiring for Hedwig. In just one week, she had to go back and forth between Hogwarts and Dai's old house countless times.

The little fat he had gained after living at Hogwarts had disappeared again, and Harry was heartbroken.

So, he ordered owl food for Hedwig from the newspaper.

The next morning.

Hedwig, carrying a heavy package, chased Harry angrily and pecked him half a circle before returning to the Owl Room to rest.

Dumbledore called Harry crisply and picked up a long piece of parchment from the table.

"I've read this contract. It's very good. Just sign it."

Harry took it and without even looking at the content, he pulled it to the bottom and signed his name.

Rigg was helpless.

Harry could only sign while he explained Harry's benefits, benefits and obligations.

Harry felt a little guilty when he heard this, and hesitated to speak.

He didn't do anything, just took a few photos and received 10% of the proceeds from the joint quill pen and free benefits for all products in the store, as well as a signing fee of one thousand galleons.

Merlin's boxers.

After listening for a long time, Harry couldn't help but interrupt Rigg, "You don't need to give me so much money, just take a photo."

To be honest, even if Li Ge didn't give money, Harry would be happy to give his good brother a platform for his products.

Rige shook his head, "We won't take advantage of you in vain, just accept it. Besides..."

Rigg smiled slyly, took away the parchment from Harry and said, "Didn't you sign everything?"

"Why?"

Harry didn't expect that his trust would make him unable to regret it.

Dumbledore looked at the scene in front of him and was extremely satisfied.

Such a harmonious and deep brotherhood is what he wants to see.

Harry will still have his own destiny in the future, which requires the help of his partners. It will be difficult for him to survive to the end alone.

Rigg held the parchment so high that Harry couldn't reach it no matter how much he jumped.

Because of malnutrition as a child, Harry was much shorter than Rigg.

While Rigg and Harry were playing around, Nigel took the parchment and prepared to say goodbye to Principal Dumbledore and return to the Mansion of Letters.

He is also a very busy man now, and after the joint plan with the Savior is launched, he has to race against time.

Gold Galleons are flowing every second.

After taking one last look at his son, Nigel disappeared through the fireplace in the principal's lounge.

After Nigel left, Dumbledore pushed up his glasses and said, "You two young gentlemen."

Rigg and Harry calmed down and looked at the most powerful white wizard.

"I have a very curious question. Can you please answer it?" Dumbledore's eyes swept over Harry and Rigg, and finally rested on Rigg.

"Is there anything you want to explain about the flames in the Forbidden Forest that night?"

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