I was inventing at Hogwarts

"Pfft. Well, cough."

George burst out laughing when he heard Rigg's question.

"First of all, we are professionals and generally don't laugh."

"Unless you can't help it hahahahaha."

Fred also turned back with his little brother Ron in his arms, laughing at the words.

"It turns out Quirrell is bald!"

George said with excitement, "We put the hat on the table at the door of his office. He seems to have a bunch of identical scarves that are changed regularly by the house elves."

"After knocking on the door, he opened the door, took a look, and took off the scarf on his head. The top of his head was bare."

"Merlin's wig. After his head was bitten, his voice didn't sound like him anymore."

Fred shuddered, "This must have been designed by us or it's too painful. We need to test and adjust it again."

"So, um, Quirrell's head has also been whitened and rejuvenated?"

Rigg said with a strange expression.

Asking Voldemort for beauty and skin care was something he didn't expect.

"No, Qiluo also met us, and we used the hair growth spell very well."

George replied immediately.

“Pfft————cough cough”

"Rigg, Rigg, what's wrong with you, Rigg!"

It took too long to save Ron.

Rigg was listening to the Gemini's story about how they pranked Quirrell, and continued to eat his breakfast.

It won't be long before I have to go to Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Harry and Ron also sat down again and began to eat against the clock.

I heard George and the others say that Quirrell was given a biting hat with a hair growth charm.

Rigg squirted the milk out of his mouth in one gulp, choking as if he wanted to cough out his lungs.

"Cough, cough, cough, so Quirrell has hair on his head?"

Rigg thought about Voldemort behind Quirrell's head, and coughed even harder.

Hermione and Harry hurriedly helped Rigg calm down, patting the one on the back and holding the paper.

With a mute voice, Rigg took the tissue handed to her by Hermione and wiped away the choked tears.

"Yeah, even though we ran away after taking one look, the curse was already taking effect at that time, and the hair was growing crazily from the top of the head to the back of the head."

"Qui Luo burst into tears of joy and immediately knelt on the ground."

George understands the pain that middle-aged men feel when going bald.

Why are their hair growth spells so good?

Arthur Weasley, their father, had gone bald a long time ago.

The money at home is not enough for him to buy a long-lasting wig.

He could only ask the twins who had peeped to see him patching up his head to help cast the spell and keep it secret.

The hair growth spell will only last for a few days and will need to be reapplied when it expires.

"This is a secret between men." Arthur said bitterly.

When George thought about his father, he could understand why Quirrell knelt down in joy.

Not every wizard knows the hair growth spell. Their father seems to have learned it from some noble relative.

Rigg covered his face and laughed silently.

Voldemort with a hairy face.

What kiwi!

Not to mention agreeing to Gemini to help consign the works.

Rigg was willing to pay them 50 gold galleons for the whole job today!

Rigg put down his hand and said: "We will be Quirrell's Defense Against the Dark Arts class in a moment. George, Fred, do you want to come with us to see the effect?"

Gemini readily agreed.

Unfortunately, they waited for Quirrell in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom for a full hour, and did not wait for the Professor Quirrell they were looking forward to.

Gemini had no choice but to continue adjusting the product in despair.

Quirrell asked Professor McGonagall who was passing by to ask for sick leave.

Professor McGonagall had just arrived in the classroom to announce the sad news.

The little wizards who had been bored waiting in the classroom cheered and ran out of the classroom.

With such good news, Professor McGonagall's serious face no longer looks so scary.

Hermione was overjoyed when she heard there would be no classes today, and pulled Rigg and the others straight to the bathroom.

"Make up lessons. I have to make up lessons for you two."

Hermione said seriously: "Rig is fine, but Harry and Ron..."

Harry looked at the ground and Ron looked at the sky. Anyway, no one was looking at Hermione.

They themselves know it too.

During the second half of the semester, my mind was not in class. Every day I was either thinking about night trips or being obsessed with the Mirror of Erised.

Homework was all done by begging Rigg and Hermione every day.

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Rigg had another idea instead.

He didn't have a senior class to attend today, so why not do something he couldn't usually do during the day.

Rigg thought for a moment and said, "Quirrell won't be going out today, so should we go down to the trap door and have a look?"

Harry and Ron looked up in surprise.

As long as you don't study, you can do anything.

Hermione hesitated for a long time.

In the end, he listened to Rigg's idea.

They really knew nothing about the world under the trap door.

If the Philosopher's Stone was taken away by Quirrell.

What's the point of their daily night excursions?

Moreover, Rigg studied so well and got so many extra points, Hermione convinced herself again.

This has almost become her daily routine in the foursome.

Harry and Ron cheered.

The four people put their things in the bathroom, put on their invisibility cloaks and headed to the corridor.

There is something special about hiding from the little wizard in Hogwarts during the day.

When Rigg passed by Hermione's roommate Patil.

They were also heard whispering about how to surprise Hermione, who had been helping to draw the key points recently.

Hermione in the invisibility cloak also smiled in surprise, with two sweet dimples appearing on her face.

Harry and Ron really wanted to tease Hermione, but unfortunately they had to stay quiet to avoid being caught.

Along the way, the four people nervously grabbed each other's clothes, like an eagle catching a chick in a chicken, one after another.

Harry at the front had his back wet with sweat.

I have never seen so many rampant little wizards in Hogwarts.

Rigg was at the end, carefully maintaining the illusion spell on the lower bodies of the four people.

Lest Ron and his feet be exposed when moving.

An hour later, they arrived outside the corridor on the fourth floor.

Hermione was getting better at using the Alajo Opening Charm.

He took out his wand and recited the incantation with perfect accuracy.

The door opened.

The four of them squeezed into each other and squeezed into the door.

It was daytime now, Lu Wei had eaten and drank enough, and fell asleep in the warm sunshine in the classroom.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, its soft ears suddenly stood up.

Ron put the invisibility cloak on his head and touched it all over his body.

Lu Wei, who didn't see anyone coming in, closed his eyes again and his ears kept turning.

Ron took out his old worn flute.

It's a little wizard toy that's ten years old but still serviceable.

Ron sang the school song in a low voice.

The melody of the school song sung by Ron also flowed intermittently from the flute.

It's just like the cassette is playing, and every sentence will be repeated twice.

When Lu Wei heard Ron singing, he stood up angrily and was about to roar.

The light tune echoed in the classroom.

Lu Wei's eyelids are getting heavier and heavier...

Finally plopped down and fell asleep.

Ron carefully pressed the button on the flute, and the same melody began to repeat for the second and third time...

They took off their invisibility cloaks and tiptoed toward the trap door.

As they approached the three huge heads, they could feel Lu Wei's hot, smelly breath.

"I didn't expect this thing to work. I saw it when I was a kid." Ron whispered. "I think we can open the trap door."

While looking behind the big dog, he gently put down the flute.

"Harry goes down first, Ron and Hermione are in the middle, and I'll take the lead."

Rigg arranged to say.

Harry, Ron and Hermione all nodded.

"Okay." Harry gritted his teeth and carefully stepped over the big dog's legs. He bent down and pulled the tab on the trapdoor, and the door flew open.

Rigg moved the flute and invisibility cloak to a corner where Lu Wei could not reach them.

"What can you see?" Hermione asked Harry anxiously.

"Oh, it looks like a green lawn? There is no ladder to go down, so we have to jump."

It’s a new month, please give me a recommendation for the monthly ticket——Hey, long-haired Voldemort!