I was inventing at Hogwarts

Dudley let out a short scream of panic, which soon ended when he saw the person in front of Aunt Petunia.

Rigg was able to look directly at Dudley, the dead child, through the underside of Aunt Petunia's arm. He raised the corners of his mouth and said silently: "Hi~"

Dudley was trembling with fear, and hiccupped involuntarily. Rigg's smile reminded him of the nightmare he had a few days ago.

After being threatened at the station that day, Dudley had nightmares for several days, which made Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon very distressed.

Aunt Petunia's thin arms were raised high, and she tried to stop the three people at the door. Dudley took the opportunity to turn around and run away, but his round body made him look like a ball rolling on the ground, making him an excellent target.

The movement speed is slow and the target is large.

When Dudley rolled and crawled back, Fenon, who heard the sound, nervously shouted upstairs, "What happened?"

The sound of heavier footsteps was running down quickly, and Rigg understood that it was Harry's sturdy uncle.

Just where is Harry?

This question flashed through Rigg's mind, but he had no time to think about it anymore.

Rigg and Ron pulled Professor Snape's sleeves from left to right, and Rigg had to press Professor Snape's wand down hard to prevent Snape from doing something wrong impulsively.

Rigg never wanted Professor Snape, who he had just made friends with and was full of good intentions towards him (so he thought), to go to trial by the Ministry of Magic on impulse.

As soon as he heard the words of that stupid pig-like child, Snape knew that he had thought wrong, all of them.

He let out an almost shuddering breath, regret and pain flooding his heart.

How could he not try every means to see Lily's child after all these years?

Did he really try his best? Snape knew that he didn't, and he didn't dare to look at Harry.

This was all his fault. If he had come earlier, how could Lily's bloodline have endured such suffering and pain.

Snape couldn't imagine what the young Harry, who had eyes like Lily, endured in his childhood.

Will it be more painful than his childhood?

The excruciating pain made Snape's whole body tremble. Even though Rigg's hands were pressing down with all his strength, the tip of Snape's wand was gradually aiming at the fleeing Dudley.

No one paid attention to Petunia, a mother who was trying to protect her child. She looked back at the child in confusion and horror, screaming for Vernon to take Dudley and run away.

Rigg kept mumbling in Snape's ears. He was also very angry but he had to think about Harry's future, even if Harry was bullied by the pig...

Before Rigg could persuade Professor Snape, Ron realized what had happened. His face turned red to the point of exploding, and he was so angry that his hair floated due to the fluctuation of magic power.

Helping Rigg drag Professor Snape just now was Ron's conditioned reflex. He had long been accustomed to doing whatever Rigg asked him to do.

Rigg had to let go of one hand and grab the back of Ron's wizard robe to prevent Ron from rushing out and beating up Dudley.

"Rigg, let me go!" Ron almost roared.

The situation was critical. As soon as Rigg raised his head, he could see Snape's gloomy face. Ron was struggling like a caught little chicken. Rigg couldn't hold him down for long.

He could already see the ominous color of light emitting from the tip of Snape's wand, but Professor Snape was still enduring it because he didn't want to accidentally injure Rigg and Ron who were nearby.

Fenon came downstairs and pointed his gun at the three people at the door. Because Aunt Petunia's body blocked him, he couldn't find a suitable position for a short time.

Snape's frosty face and dead black eyes watched Fenon making this useless struggle. He did not cancel the spell on the wand that he originally wanted to use on Dudley.

Just looking at it like this, the gun barrel in Fenon's hand seemed to be heated by the air, and molten iron dripped down. He let go of his hand with a scream of pain.

Then, under the horrified eyes of Fenon and Dudley, the gun barrel tied itself into a knot and fell to the floor with a heavy bang.

Fenon looked blankly at the apparently useless gun on the ground, and murmured to himself, "Monster, what a monster."

"Dong-dong-dong! Dang-dong!"

An excited knocking sound came from the corner where Uncle Vernon and Dudley were standing. Upon hearing this sound, Rigg's eyes lit up.

He let go of Professor Snape and Ron's hands, and Ron, who was still struggling, fell to the ground.

"Think of Professor Dumbledore and Harry's future!"

Rigg yelled, staring hard at Dudley.

Something happened.

Right in front of everyone's eyes, Dudley quickly puffed up into a real pig.

Petunia and Fenon screamed and rushed straight to where their precious son was now, the fat little pink pig.

Snape's wand, which he had raised, lowered it again because of the changes in front of him, and his eagle-like eyes watched the surroundings vigilantly.

Snape was looking for a possible adult wizard, but he was soon surprised to find that the transformation spell came from Rigg beside him.

Rigg gasped and suddenly used a large amount of magic power to complete the wandless transformation. It was also an extremely difficult challenge for him.

Fortunately, he succeeded in the end.

Snape's lips pursed in displeasure, because a wizard did appear now, but it was the person he least expected to appear, someone from the Ministry of Magic.

Two tired and cheerful wizards appeared in the room with a snap.

"What's going on? It's the second time this month. Can someone please take a good vacation?"

A wizard with brown hair and freckles rubbed his face and said.

Another tall, thin wizard with red bloodshot eyes had an even worse temper. When he saw the pig in the room, he turned around to scold Rigg and the others.

"Merlin, can you please do a good job, turning Muggles into pigs is so interesting to you...si...Professor Snape!"

The two wizards gasped together, "S-Professor Snape, I, I, I, we are from, what department of the Ministry of Magic."

The tall and thin wizard was frightened by the sudden appearance of Snape. He was a student who had just graduated from Hogwarts and had not yet escaped from the fear of Snape.

"Treat Muggles, not wizards or Muggles..." The freckle-faced wizard was also frightened.

He once exploded three cauldrons in Potions class and was sprayed bloody by Snape. He didn't dare to raise his head. Later, he took a detour when he saw Snape.

"When Ron and I came to see our classmates, we were frightened and magic rioted. Will this cause any trouble? Can Professor Snape handle it?"

Rigg's eyes widened, as if he were a pure white and cute little wizard like a lamb.

I really want Snape to stimulate him, but if the professor is probably going to go in, it will be very troublesome even with Dumbledore's protection. The little wizard was a little better at taking action. He didn't even use a wand, and the magic rioted. Isn't this normal! accidental injury! accidental injury!

I also read the chapter review for the last chapter. You can say that Aunt Petunia and the others are not purely bad people. They gave Harry a bite of food, but that's where it ends. Beating and scolding children, or letting Harry sleep in the cupboard, or even being thin and small because of not eating enough, are all unacceptable to me, so they must pay the price,

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