I was inventing at Hogwarts

Rigg looked at himself in the mirror.

This is not Heimdall, this is Chen Xin.

The handsome Asian man with black hair and eyes in the mirror also smiled and waved to him.

Short hair, face a little round.

Behind him is his room in his previous life, which is a bit messy, but he knows where to put every item.

There are mobile phones, computers, Lay's potato chips and Coca-Cola on the table, and the handwritten newspaper he drew in elementary school is posted on the wall behind him.

On the screen of the phone was the Harry Potter mobile game he was playing before traveling through time.

Rigg saw the door to the room open.

Oh, his mother in the previous life had flour on her hands and was asking Chen Xin to go out and make dumplings.

Which year is this Spring Festival?

Rigg stood in front of the mirror very restrainedly, not pressing his face against the mirror like Harry.

Harry stared longingly at his family in the mirror.

The Potters smiled and waved at Harry.

Harry pressed his hands tightly against the mirror glass, as if he wished he could swoop in and be with them.

Rigg looked greedily at himself and his mother making dumplings in the mirror, and his mother also looked up at him.

Her hands were busy working non-stop, making round dumplings one after another, and her mouth seemed to be instructing what was on the outside of the mirror.

It’s nothing more than eating more vegetables and drinking more water outside.

An apple a day is necessary for good health.

When the weather gets cold, remember to put on more clothes. Don’t rely on your youth to know how hot or cold it is.

Rigg could imagine his mother's appearance and tone when she was talking about it.

In the end, he couldn't hold back his tears, and they fell down his cheeks drop by drop.

Ron and Hermione, standing behind him, were frightened by the faint sobbing in front of them.

Ron quickly pulled Rigg, "What's wrong? What's in this mirror?"

There was fear in his voice, and it was hard to imagine what could make the all-powerful Rigg cry.

Hermione was also scrambling to find her handkerchief.

Her pockets were full of various school supplies, and Hermione only regretted not bringing two more.

Hermione rummaged through all her pockets and finally found the handkerchief.

Rigg was still looking at the mirror, and he really couldn't bear to look away.

The handkerchief, still carrying a bit of body temperature and fragrance, was pressed against Rige's face and wiped gently.

It was Hermione who was wiping Rigg's tears by stepping on her feet a little unfamiliarly.

Seeing Rigg finally looking down at him, Hermione stammered: "Although I don't know what you saw, we can find a way to face it together."

Ron nodded repeatedly.

Harry finally heard the voice next to him.

The moonlight tonight is gentle and bright.

The moonlight flows through the classroom window and shines on the four people in front of the mirror.

Harry looked up at Rigg's still red eyes, and tears fell from Harry's eyes.

He whimpered in pain, looking into the mirror as he cried.

Ron spun around in panic, no one had taught him what to do when his friend was in such pain.

"W-what's going on? What's wrong with you all?"

Rigg closed his eyes and stopped looking at the mirror. He raised his wand and said in a hoarse voice: "Whisper."

This is a whispering spell that can make the sound very quiet.

Rigg also remembered that they were traveling at night.

Harry's tears dripped into his sweater one after another like broken beads, soaking a large area.

How long he stood there, he did not know. The image in the mirror never disappeared. He looked and looked and couldn't get enough of it.

He didn't notice that Rigg had cast a spell, and just stared blankly at the mirror.

Hermione and Ron couldn't take it anymore.

I can only watch my friend suffer but can do nothing.

They discussed it and decided that this would not work.

Tonight's plan to hunt Quirrell was definitely in ruins.

Harry couldn't stay here all night looking in the mirror.

So, Hermione and Ron, together with Rigg, who was still sane, dragged Harry back to the lounge.

Harry resisted for a while, but he also understood that he had to go to class tomorrow.

He reluctantly looked away from his mother's face and whispered: "I will come again."

Then Ron and Rigg hurriedly left the room.

Before leaving, Rigg took another look in the mirror.

The family in the mirror is already eating dumplings.

Um?

Rigg looked in the mirror in surprise.

Why is there another girl?

Rigg turned his head to look in the mirror and was noticed by the attentive Hermione, who quickly dragged Rigg forward and dragged him out of the room.

In class the next day, Rigg and Harry seemed like ghosts.

The body is still in the classroom, but the soul has drifted to that empty classroom.

As night fell, Harry couldn't wait to call the other three people,

As soon as they finished eating today, they went to the bathroom to wait for the night tour.

While waiting, Harry carefully shared with them what he had seen of his family.

His mother's eyes were the same as his, and his father's messy hair.

Hermione, who was more sensitive in this regard, had her eyes red just by listening to Harry's description.

Rigg also talked about his family, but modified it to say that they were members of his clan who had passed away.

Harry immediately resonated with Rigg, and it turned out that they both had experienced loss.

Listening to Rigg and Harry's description, Ron and Hermione were also a little curious.

Will they also see their loved ones who have left behind?

Ron counted them on his hands. The Weasley family was a big family with countless relatives.

The foursome agreed to show it to Ron and Hermione first this time.

If they could still leave, Ron and Hermione took their flutes to Luvina to wait for Quirrell.

Harry and Rigg spent one last day indulging in relatives they couldn't see again, and on the third day they went to stay with Quirrell.

Putting on the invisibility cloak, the foursome set out in a hurry.

This time, Rigg was using the Illusion Charm and the Invisibility Cloak, so there was no need to squat and walk slowly.

They passed the ghost of a tall wizard wandering from the opposite direction, but saw no one else.

Hermione had been giving Harry directions.

She remembered the location of every room in Hogwarts Castle and numbered the classrooms on parchment.

Ron was dumbfounded just listening to Hermione's words.

"I did this to avoid getting lost and missing classes." Hermione touched her nose uncomfortably.

Is this behavior abnormal?

She thought every little wizard would do this.

Just as Ron started grunting that his feet were freezing, Harry saw the suit of armor and the open classroom door next to it.

"It's here! It's here! That's right!"

The foursome sped up and almost ran into the classroom.

Harry took off the Invisibility Cloak from his shoulders and ran to the mirror.

They are still there.

It's great, I can still see my parents today.

Harry only glanced at it, then reluctantly looked away and got out of the way.

Ron took two quick steps and stood in front of the mirror.

The other three people looked at Ron's back expectantly.

"Ron, have you seen your family?" Harry asked impatiently.

Ron stared at himself in the mirror, dumbfounded.

"Am I the only one?" Ron was confused and happy.

"I seem to be a little older, and I'm still the president of the Boys' Student Council!"

"What?" Hermione opened her eyes wide.

She wasn't surprised either Rigg or Harry became the student body president of Hogwarts.

But why should Ron?

"I-I'm wearing the same badge that Bill used to have. I'm also holding the Academy Cup and the Quidditch Cup in my hand, and I'm still the captain of the Quidditch team!"

Ron finally managed to take his eyes away from this glorious scene and looked at Harry excitedly.

"Tell me, does this mirror predict the future?"

"How can it be?"

Harry lost interest as soon as he heard the scene described by Ron, "Everyone in my family is dead...let me see it again."

Ron opened his mouth. He wanted to see his glorious achievements for a while longer.

But when she turned around, she saw Rigg shaking his head at him, and Hermione pointed at the door.

It was time for them to wait for Quirrell.

Hermione was also curious about what she could see, but there was still time.

She wanted Harry and Rig to see more of her family.

Thinking about his big plan and Harry's misfortune, Ron readily gave up his position.

Together with Hermione, they took the invisibility cloak and left.

Rigg took a few steps forward, stood next to Harry, and looked in the mirror.

The dumplings are almost finished, and my mother is collecting the dishes to wash.

Rige looked at the cat-eared girl next to Chen Xin.

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