I was inventing at Hogwarts

Dumbledore arranged for Professor Snape to protect Rigg when he went out. Of course, he also hoped that Snape could also protect the little wizard Rigg met.

Voldemort is still watching from nowhere, and the remaining party members are just hiding, unable to completely eliminate them.

Who better than Snape to protect Rigg and Harry, whom he was bound to meet?

When Dumbledore thought that there was a suitable candidate like Snape, he rewarded himself with an extra piece of cockroach pile.

Professor Snape also lived up to his heavy responsibility. Not only did he protect Rigg along the way, he also protected Harry very well.

Refers to: restraining himself from reducing the Dursleys to ashes.

If Professor Snape wasn't such a villain, Rigg would give him full marks.

Rige turned around and couldn't help but sigh when he saw the big black bat.

When they walked out of the door of the Three Broomsticks pub, the sun was slowly setting, and time seemed to fly by. After seeing Hermione, it was already dark.

The darkening sky made Snape's already clouded face even more unpredictable. His dark eyes kept staring at Rigg and the others. It was no wonder that the Grangers were worried about encountering a dark wizard.

Rigg rubbed his face speechlessly, "Hermione, you'll know just by looking back."

Rigg, who was finally relieved, relaxed his tense body movements instantly. Harry and Ron, who were exchanging nervous glances with their big eyes open, also breathed a sigh of relief.

The atmosphere just now was too tense. Harry and Ron were silent. Ron didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of attracting the attention of the unknown dark wizard behind them.

Now that Rigg said it was no problem, it should be no problem. The night outing in the first school year had also trained Harry and Ron, and they had full trust in Rigg's judgment.

Hermione looked back cautiously, and was immediately amused by the person she saw. She couldn't help but grin and stick out her tongue.

"You are mistaken, that is our Potions Professor."

Just thinking about it, her parents thought Professor Snape was a bad guy, made Hermione smile, remembering what the quartet had thought of Professor Snape before.

You pushed me and I pushed back. In the end, Ron looked back at Harry's request and said, "Oh, you are talking about Professor Snape."

Ron's voice overlapped with Hermione's laughter, and they both understood why there was such a misunderstanding.

"Professor Snape!"

Rigg and Professor Snape, who was standing quietly on the side of the street, waved. Snape hesitated and walked forward, but did not stand with Rigg and the others.

Rigg understood at this point that Professor Snape had no intention of socializing with Hermione's parents.

He briefly explained a few words to the Grangers. There was no need for Rigg to explain at this moment. The Grangers also knew that they had made a big mistake.

Seeing Mrs. Granger smiling shyly and Hermione's father also looking embarrassed, Ron rubbed his red hair carelessly and said, "It's okay, it's normal. We all felt that Snake was the best at first. Pu is not a good person."

Hearing Ron's words, Rigg and Harry gasped together. He solemnly declared, "There is no us, only Ron. We all respect Professor Snape!"

Harry also waved his hands repeatedly, and he even shook Ron's hand away. Ron looked at the two good brothers in disbelief.

He turned his head stiffly, and Ron felt even more scared than when he thought a dark wizard was going to hurt them.

Ron turned around and saw Professor Snape smiling elegantly at him in the dark.

Professor Snape said nothing, but Ron felt that he had said everything. Ron's red hair dimmed and he felt completely finished.

The result was not what they expected. Rigg had never doubted Professor Snape's ability to hold grudges.

They had dinner with the Grangers that day, and Hermione reluctantly said goodbye to the other friends.

The little girl was about to cry when she said goodbye to Rigg, but luckily, Rigg was just prepared.

When Rigg took out the rainbow ink from his pocket, he discovered for the first time that Hermione's eyes were light brown, shining like gems under the ambiguous light of Mrs. Puddieff's Teahouse.

After saying goodbye to Hermione, Professor Snape took the three boys and slept in the dirty Pig's Head pub.

Ron and Rigg were noisy and didn't want to go home, but he didn't dare to ask Professor Snape.

Harry seemed to have learned nothing about how to communicate with the professor. He just stared at Professor Snape unblinkingly, pleading.

Rigg originally thought this idea was too much, but Professor Snape agreed directly. Instead, he was caught off guard. He was stunned for a few seconds before he began to recall the hotel in Hogsmeade.

The village of Hogsmeade is mainly shops, and there are only a handful of places with accommodations. However, Rigg, who often comes here, happens to have a comfortable and cozy wizard B\u0026B.

It's just that this is a better choice, but Professor Snape insists on going to the Pig's Head Bar. Rigg and the others have no choice but to hold their noses and admit it.

The bar's wooden sign hung on a rusty bracket on the door, with a severed pig's head painted on it. Blood stains penetrated the white cloth wrapping it. Harry was startled by this sign, but Ron felt very strange. cool.

When they walked in, Ron regretted it and began to miss the Burrow, which although simple, was at least kept clean by Mrs. Weasley.

The place is very dirty, the boss is also a strange old man, and the room smells of strong mutton. Thick dirt accumulated on the bay windows, barely letting in the light from the outside, and some candle stubs were lit on the rough wooden tables.

This night was really like a nightmare. Rigg and the others swore that even if they went to visit Harry again, they would never spend the night outside again.

Going to the Burrow or Dai's old house is also a good choice.

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Time passed by like water, and happy days were always short-lived. After returning to Hogwarts, Rigg fell into the embrace of alchemy.

Every day from 6 a.m. to 2 a.m., I recite alchemical knowledge crazily and try to make some gadgets according to Nicoléme's alchemical formula.

Almost all members of the Dai family were mobilized to search for the alchemy materials that Rigg needed.

Learning alchemy is not only expensive but also labor-intensive. Just looking for the rare materials given by Nicoléme made Nigel's dark circles as heavy as if he had been punched.

The same thing happened to Rigg who was still in Hogwarts Castle. He was exhausted from studying, and he would go straight to the warm bed as soon as he returned to the dormitory every day.

With very little free time, Rigg would write letters to Hermione, Harry and Ron, telling his sad study story.

I don’t know how long it took, but Lige passed by the crooked-neck tree again, looked at the leaves, and suddenly froze.

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