I was inventing at Hogwarts

Rigg had also carefully considered returning to find Nicoléme.

Although other professors have returned to Hogwarts now, they are not necessarily in the office. Professor McGonagall is said to have gone to have afternoon tea with her best friend two days ago.

It was a good thing that he didn't notice anything happened to Harry. After he noticed something strange, Rigg didn't want to wait any longer. Time was running out.

What if the Dursleys went crazy and imprisoned Harry because of their baby son Dudley? At least Nicolas Flamel wouldn't do anything irreversible, right?

If it were Professor Snape whom he had just met and seemed to be in a bad mood, Rigg would suspect that he would have to send a letter to Principal Dumbledore asking him to come to the Ministry of Magic to rescue the arrested Professor Snape.

Rigg still remembered the dangerous aura on Professor Snape last time. If he hadn't pressed Professor Snape desperately, and Professor Snape himself was hesitant because of Dumbledore, Harry would probably be able to bring his luggage to Hogg Watts kept him company.

Just looking at the address where Harry sent the letter, Nicolas Flamel, who was already prepared, snapped his fingers, and a brilliant brilliance spun out from under his feet and then extinguished instantly. It was obvious that he had entered into use. state.

Only Master is good in the world.

Rigg had mixed feelings, completely forgetting that he had been looking at the red hair two days ago, secretly cursing the homework of the ten rolls of parchment left by Nico Flamel.

Of course, he didn't really hate Teacher Nico, it was just that there were too many, too many.

Half a semester's homework for the History of Magic course was nothing more than that.

If it were another professor who would have to ask him a few questions about evidence, Nicoléme would start to take action as soon as he heard it. This was probably the sense of security that he had in his lap.

Without further ado, Nicoléme zipped up the already stuffed pockets of his wizard's robe and took Rigg straight to the address of Aunt Harry's house.

Nicoléme stretched out a hand and motioned for Rigg to catch him. Rigg always felt that this scene was very familiar. When he started to walk quickly, he discovered that the mode of transportation Nicoléme used this time was the same as the one he brought with him last time. His shoes back at Hogwarts Castle.

This reminded Rigg that if he could learn to make this kind of magic shoes, at least it would be much more convenient to travel around the world, and he could also have more income to support his family.

As he walked out step by step, the surrounding environment continued to rotate and change. Nicolas Flamel had obviously never been to the Dursley's house, but he walked with determination and did not look back, let alone ask for directions from Rigg, who had been there.

Rigg suspected that these wizards all had a navigation system in their heads. He had never seen any wizard get lost.

Nicola Flamel also used this magic skateboard shoe as an example to Rigg in the previous lessons. Apparition requires the wizard himself to grasp the spatial position, or a recording paper with positioning spatial information, and if you wear these A pair of shoes is not needed, because Nicoléme has already entered the location information of most of the places he has visited.

Thinking about the Dai family's treasury that was gradually bottoming out, Li Ge couldn't help but become anxious. Not to mention that he didn't expect that learning alchemy would be so expensive, nor did the elder Dean and patriarch Nigel of the Dai family.

But Fan Lige was not Nigel's biological son, and Nigel wanted to hug his thigh and beg him not to learn.

Following the last experience, this time Rigg did not keep staring at the rotating and changing space around him. It may be that Nicoléme adjusted his traveling speed or the magic spell that traveled through space that Rigg didn't know. This time he arrived The speed was faster than Rigg imagined.

Within two minutes, Rigg noticed that the houses in the surrounding blocks began to look familiar.

The neighborhood I had seen twice appeared again. Compared with the last time I came here, under the hot summer, many homes had various homemade swimming pools, slides, etc. set up in their yards.

Taking the last step, Nicolas Flamel and Rigg stood in front of the small building with the Dursley family's nameplate. As soon as he stood firm, Nicolas Flamel said "Huh" in surprise, with a look on his face. He looked surprised and his gray-white eyelashes drooped.

After Rigg stood firm, he released his hand holding Nicoléme's sleeve. He was about to go forward to open the door, but Nicoléme stretched out his hand to stop him.

Nicolas Flamel pulled down his goggles again and looked up and down at the house. "It's amazing. It's amazing."

In Nicolás Flamel's field of vision at this moment, this house was protected by a very powerful wizard. Unsurprisingly, it was his old friend Dumbledore, whom he had not seen for a long time. Nicolás Flamel squinted his eyes, such a powerful magic power. As if looking directly at the afterglow of the sun, he blinked his eyes and squeezed away the tears that were swaying from the corners of his eyes.

Rigg waited quietly for Nicoléme to investigate the situation. The wand in his sleeve had slipped into his hand and he was holding it tightly, ready to go.

Judging from the comfortable and peaceful conditions of the surrounding houses, Rigg guessed that at least it was not the worst case scenario, that is, it was not Voldemort's men who took action, otherwise the ordinary Muggles around would never be able to escape the dark wizard's spell.

Nicoléme, who resumed checking the house, soon discovered a creature that shouldn't be here. He moved his somewhat stiff neck, put on a half-glove inlaid with five gems, and moved forward. Catch him.

This pair of gloves seemed to be able to travel through time and space. Nicoléme's outstretched hand sank, and he pulled it back hard. How could Rigg see this situation as fishing, or catching a big fish.

The unknown creature on the opposite side kept struggling. Nicoléme's hand was shaking in the air, and finally he pulled it back hard.

This was a monster-like creature with two big bat-like ears and protruding green eyes as big as tennis balls, but Rigg recognized it at a glance. It was a house elf.

When he was captured, the house elf was still screaming, and Rigg quickly applied a soundproofing charm to avoid attracting the attention of other residents.

They took the house elf directly into the Dursleys' yard. On the way in, the house elf continued to scream and struggle.

"Dobby can't stand the great Harry Potter!"

Its round eyes were instantly filled with tears, and big teardrops fell down onto its dirty clothes. What Dobby was wearing looked like an old pillowcase, with only a few holes cut out for the arms and legs. It was nothing like the uniforms Iron Belly and the others wore in the Dai family's old house.

Rigg looked at Dobby and he almost thought he was some bad guy trying to hurt Harry.

Nicoléme had a cold face. He had no feeling for the pain of a house elf like Dobby. He asked sternly, "You don't belong here. What are you here for?"

Falling in love affects my coding speed. . . I originally wanted to post an update, but I didn’t finish it. . .

I'll see if I can add another chapter tomorrow when I'm working during the day.