I was inventing at Hogwarts

Chapter 41 Dragon Egg (110 extra for Master Bao’s silver)

If we say, it was just one month after school started.

Unnoticed, unsuspected, was the simple pattern of life at Hogwarts for Quirrell.

Well, now it's his hell mode.

Ever since that day, a stupid lion punched that adult in the face.

The adult was furious, but could not attract Dumbledore's attention.

He could only torture Quirrell hard in the office.

Fortunately, Hogwarts offices and classrooms are equipped with soundproof spells, so no matter how loud Quirrell screams, it can't be heard.

What's even more tragic is that it started from that day.

Maybe you feel familiar with him?

Quirrell was puzzled.

There's no way he was exposed, hahahahaha.

Every day I could see several little lions whispering to him, and then disappear as soon as he passed by.

Everywhere I go I feel like there is a pair of eyes behind me.

When I turned around, it was true.

why is it you again?

Quirrell felt that in a few days, the adult would be unable to suppress his anger.

Just kill the little lion who dared to show up again after punching him.

Harry and the others didn't want to alert the enemy, but their tracking skills weren't very good.

It was fine when Rigg followed on the first day. Harry landed lightly and nimbly, soundlessly, and he used spells to assist him.

The next day it was Ron and Hermione together and it was a disaster.

Ron always tried to hide behind the armor, but his dazzling red hair couldn't be stopped by ten more armors.

Hermione's spell skills were pretty good, but she couldn't stand it. Ron trampled her feet black and blue in just one day and made her scream.

Rigg rearranged the group several times and found that tracking was still too difficult for them.

The corridors of Hogwarts are long and wide. If the little badger from Hufflepuff House hadn't chirped by, they would have been discovered by Quirrell.

In the end, Rigg regretfully gave up the task of investigating Professor Quirrell.

But don’t give up completely!

He gave this task to the first year Gryffindor as a secret mission.

Investigate what Professor Quirrell, who supports the Gryffindor Quidditch team, does every day and what he likes...

Secret mission?

Or give the professor a big surprise?

Wow, this is so cool.

Every little lion who heard it accepted the task with bright eyes.

Only Neville hesitated for a second, meaning it.

He was also very grateful to the professors at Hogwarts, but he was shy and embarrassed to talk to them.

It would be great to have the opportunity to give gifts to professors together.

This is the beginning of Quirrell's nightmare.

No matter where I go, I am being watched, and there are different people every day.

Quirrell suspected that he had become a big star in Gryffindor, but he was a vicious spy!

The thief who wants to help the Lord steal the magic stone.

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Quirrell originally thought that the nightmare would end soon, but he didn't expect...

Hey, upgraded!

He's here in hell mode, and he's bringing most of Hogwarts with him!

No one would expect the little lion to keep a secret, right?

"Let me tell you, we have a secret mission recently..."

This beginning is Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the most popular sentence recently.

The secret mission that everyone knew about quickly became popular throughout Hogwarts.

From first to second year Gryffindor. Eventually even fifth graders who were preparing for exams joined.

I can't help it, it's just too boring, and I'm under a lot of pressure to prepare for the exam, so I have to find ways to have fun for myself.

In the end, the person who paid the most attention to this task was Hufflepuff's little badger.

Yes, Ravenclaw's eaglets and Hufflepuff's badgers are joining in.

Only one college did not participate.

Slytherin.

Ravenclaw's planning ability, coupled with the ubiquitous little badger, directly weaved a dragnet, firmly trapping Quirrell in the office and the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

One line at two o'clock every day, not going anywhere.

When no one was paying attention before, he went to explore the guards of the Magic Stone while no one was paying attention.

Well now, as soon as he put down his knife and fork and stood up in the restaurant, several little badgers stood up secretly and were waiting for him outside.

Do you think he is blind?

Originally, Quirrell had to use his own body to support that adult.

It's good now. During the day, I have to teach and receive whippings from that adult, and at night I can go to the fourth floor to look for the magic stone.

Quirrell's health deteriorated rapidly, his face turned pale, and there were layers of dark circles under his eyes.

He was wandering around Hogwarts like a zombie, and Professor Binns was shocked when he saw him.

I thought I had a new ghost colleague.

As soon as the four instigators returned to the lounge, countless news came to them.

"Professor Quirrell recently visited the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom and the Forbidden Forest."

"Professor Quirrell likes roast turkey best."

"Professor Quirrell will go to the fourth floor at midnight."

"Professor Quirrell...Professor Quirrell...Professor Quirrell..."

I don’t know who discovered going to the Forbidden Forest and going to the fourth floor in the middle of the night.

Hermione was starting to doubt her life. Was she the only one who wouldn't violate school rules?

In short, the foursome receive equal messages every day.

By summarizing the information, Quirrell was successfully stamped as a suspect.

However, Quirrell is definitely stronger than they think.

Over the next few weeks, he did look increasingly pale and thin, but he did not appear to be completely broken.

Every time they passed the corridor with the three-headed dog, the foursome would put their ears against the door to hear if Lu Wei was still growling quietly inside.

As long as Lu Wei is still there, it means that the Magic Stone is still safe.

As for Hermione, besides the Sorcerer's Stone, she also had more things to worry about.

She has started making a review plan and color-coding all her notes.

Rigg was also reviewing, but he mainly memorized theoretical knowledge.

Comprehension can help him learn magic, but it cannot help him endorse it.

I can only say that it will be easier to look at the knowledge points after learning magic.

Harry and Ron were indifferent and planned to wait until a week before the exam to review.

But she kept nagging them to do the same.

"Hermione, the exam is still hundreds of years away."

"Ten weeks," Hermione retorted, "not hundreds of years, but the blink of an eye for Nico Flamel."

"But we are not six hundred years old," Ron reminded her, "and, anyway, why do you need to review? You have to study the contents of three parchments every day."

"Why do I need to review? Are you crazy? Do you know that we need to pass these exams to advance to the second grade? They are very important. I should have started reviewing a month ago. I don't know what I was doing at that time. What's wrong……"

Hermione only regretted that she didn't review early enough.

Ron lamented that Rig didn't learn so many words, which made Hermione very happy.

If she could surpass a league by the end of the term, this would be the best gift for Hermione.

Unfortunately, the teachers seemed to have the same idea as Hermione.

They had a ton of homework and the Easter holidays weren't nearly as fun as Christmas.

It's hard to relax without Hermione reciting the twelve uses of dragon's blood or practicing wand movements.

Harry and Ron had to spend most of their free time in the library with her.

If Rige isn't with them, he has to attend classes from other grades.

Harry and Ron were envious of Rigg right now. They didn't have to stay in a dark library, and there wasn't the sound of Hermione taking notes around.

"I'll never remember this." One afternoon, Ron couldn't stand it anymore.

He threw the quill away and looked helplessly out of the library window.

It was the first time in months that they had experienced such good weather.

The sky is clear and blue, like the color of forget-me-not flowers, and there is a warm and fresh atmosphere in the air.

Harry just immersed himself in searching for "white fresh food" in "A Thousand Magic Herbs and Mushrooms".

Suddenly he heard Ron say: "Hagrid! What are you doing in the library?"

Hagrid stomped over, putting something behind him.

He looked out of place in his moleskin coat.

The temperature was perfect today, and Ron even wore a short-sleeved top.

Rigg finally arrived at the library to meet the trio.

"Just take a look," Hagrid said, his voice evasive, which immediately piqued their interest.

"What are you doing here?" He suddenly looked suspicious. "Still looking for Nico Flamel, aren't you?"

"Oh, we figured out who he was hundreds of years ago," Ron said triumphantly.

Rigg smiled: "Nicolas Flamel is a relative of my family. We also know what the dog is guarding, it's the Philosopher's Stone..."

"Shh!" Hagrid looked around quickly to see if anyone heard him.

"Oh, I should have thought of it earlier." Hagrid suddenly realized, "You are a child of the Dai family. Don't yell so loudly. What on earth do you want to do?"

"To be honest, we have a few things to ask you," Harry said. "It's about the mechanism that protects the Sorcerer's Stone. Except for Lu Wei..."

"Keep your voice down." Hagrid became even more nervous.

"Listen - come to me later. Remember, I didn't promise to tell you anything. Otherwise they'll think I told you."

"Well, see you later," Harry said.

Hagrid stomped away.

"What did he keep behind his back?" Hermione said thoughtfully, "Do you think it has something to do with the Sorcerer's Stone?"

"I'm going to see what book he was looking for just now," Ron said.

He had long been impatient with his studies, so it was nice to have an excuse to take a walk.

A minute later, he came back.

With a pile of books in his arms, Ron threw them heavily onto the table.

"dragon!"

He whispered, "Hagrid is looking for information about dragons! Look at these: Species of Dragons in Great Britain and Ireland, From Hatching to Nirvana, A Guide to Raising Dragons."

"Hagrid always wanted a dragon. He told me that when I first met him," Harry said.

"But it's illegal," Ron said. "At the Wizarding Conference in 1709, a bill banning dragons was officially passed. Everyone knows this. If we raise dragons in the back garden, it will be illegal." It's hard not to attract Muggle attention."

Rigg began to seriously consider how to use magic on Dai's old house to raise dragons without being discovered.

"Besides, it's difficult to tame them, which is very dangerous. You should really see the burns on Charlie's body. They were all left by wild dragons in Romania."

"But aren't there wild dragons in Britain?" said Harry.

"Of course there are," said Ron. "There are the common Welsh green dragons and the Hebridean black dragons. I can tell you that the Ministry of Magic has a job of concealing the existence of these wild dragons. Our wizards have to constantly tell those who see them The Muggles of Wild Dragon cast a spell to make them forget all about it."

"So Hagrid wants to raise a dragon?" Rigg didn't expect such a big surprise today.

Rigg urged Harry and the others to pack their things and go to Hagrid to see the dragon.

Hermione's study mission today has just begun.

But that's a dragon.

Hermione gave up her study plan and packed her things and was teased by Harry and Ron for a long time.

Hermione smiled and announced that they were not allowed to copy her History of Magic homework this week.

Harry and Ron begged Hermione all the way to no avail, and then turned to beg Rigg again.

An hour later they knocked on the door of the gamekeeper's hut.

Rigg was not surprised to find that all the curtains were drawn tightly.

Hagrid first shouted "Who is it?"

After confirming their identities, they were allowed to enter the house, and then they quickly turned around and closed the door.

The heat in the cabin was suffocating.

Rigg had been looking around as soon as he sat down. Hagrid was so frightened that he quickly went to heat tea and blocked the fireplace with his huge body.

Even though it was such a warm sunny day, there was still a roaring fire burning in the fireplace.

Hagrid made them tea and offered rock biscuits and stoat meat sandwiches, which they politely declined.

"So, you have something to ask me?"

"Yes," Harry said, no need to mince words.

"Can you tell us, besides Lu Wei, what other mechanisms protect the Magic Stone?"

Hagrid frowned at them.

"Of course I can't say," he said.

"First, I don't know it myself. Second, you already know too much, so I wouldn't tell you even if I did. It makes sense that the stone would be here. It was almost stolen at Gringotts Steal.”

The foursome looked at each other, this was exactly what they had guessed.

"I guess you know all about this, right? I really don't understand how you even know about Lu Wei."

Hagrid couldn't figure it out. That room should be locked.

"Oh, Hagrid, you probably don't want to tell us, you must know. Nothing that happens here can escape your eyes." Hermione said in a sweet and flattering tone. .

Hagrid's beard twitched, and they saw that he was smiling. He was really a very simple man.

"Actually, we just want to know who designed those mechanisms." Hermione continued. "We want to know, besides you, who else does Dumbledore trust to help him."

After hearing these last words, Hagrid puffed up his chest.

Harry and Ron blinked wildly at Hermione, and Rigg secretly gave a thumbs up.

"Well, it doesn't hurt to tell you. Let me think about it, he borrowed Fluffy from me, and then asked several other teachers to do the magic: Professor Sprout, Professor Flitwick, and Professor McGonagall," He counted on his fingers, "Professor Quirrell."

The faces of the foursome suddenly became serious.

"Of course, Dumbledore did the magic himself. Wait, I forgot someone. Oh, by the way, it's Professor Snape."

"Snape?"

"Yeah, are you still doubting him, huh? Look, Snape is also helping to protect the Sorcerer's Stone. He won't steal it."

Harry shook his head.

"We are more suspicious of Professor Quirrell now."

"Professor Quirrell..." Hagrid frowned. Last time he wanted to go to Principal Dumbledore.

But the principal has been away from school recently, leaving him empty-handed.

The foursome murmured that since Quirrell also participated in the work of protecting the Philosopher's Stone, it must be easy for him to figure out what traps the other teachers had set up.

"You're the only one who knows how to get past Fluffy, right, Hagrid?" Harry asked eagerly. "You're not going to tell anyone, are you? Not even the teacher, are you?"

"No one wants to know except Dumbledore and me," Hagrid said proudly.

"That's good, that's good," Harry muttered under his breath to the others.

Rigg couldn't help but laugh, and Hermione and Ron were also a little desperate.

Hagrid is really not one to keep secrets.

"Hagrid, can we open a window? I'm so hot."

"Can't, Harry, I'm sorry," said Hagrid.

Harry noticed him glancing toward the fireplace, and Harry turned back to look at the fire.

Rigg opened his eyes in anticipation. Is the dragon about to come out?

"Hagrid - what is that?"

Hagrid timidly moved out of the way.

In the center of the fire, under the kettle, lay a large black egg.

It’s hard to describe the foursome’s surprise that day.

But they made an appointment with Hagrid, and they would visit him and the dragon egg every day recently.

Two days later, during dinner, Hedwig brought Harry a letter from Hagrid.

A note that looked like it had been ripped from a book.

"Harry, please call Rigg and the others to come to the hut as soon as possible.

Hagrid”

PK to catch up on reading today! ! So I’ll add another update, and there will be another chapter tonight! Must read it————