I was inventing at Hogwarts

The wind blew by, and Hermione's long hair was thrown to Rigg's chest, carrying a faint fragrance of lemongrass and peach.

Occasionally, one or two strands of hair scratched Rigg's face, making it a little itchy.

As soon as Rigg took off the two naughty strands of hair and turned to look at Hermione, he found that Hermione was also secretly looking at him.

I don't know when it started, but Hermione changed.

She began to pay attention to her image, and Rigg could see her neatly combed high ponytail every morning.

It's rare to see them scattered like this today.

Hermione always suspected that her hair would be messy and not pretty enough.

Hermione had never worn the original pink pajamas again, at least Rigg had never seen them.

Every time she went on a night out, Hermione wore wizard robes that she and her mother carefully selected and designed at the wizard robe shop.

Although it is a school uniform, it also has a hidden secret.

Some have dark patterns and embroidery, while others have modified and fine-tuned styles to make the wizard robes more flattering.

Hermione was still a loli, and her extremely thin waist was outlined by her school robe.

She is still a little green, but she can already see her tall and slender figure in the future.

Her ankles were always exposed, and Rigg hesitated a lot not to remind Hermione that it was cold.

But Hermione's smooth calves with white jade sheen, sliding along the curve to the slightly bony ankles, and paired with small leather boots, are also very cute when they kick and stomp on the ground.

When Rigg grabbed her hand, Hermione was in panic, and her ears began to turn pink.

Hearing the heavy footsteps of Harry and Ron behind him, he ran forward as hard as he could.

The little pink bubble in Hermione's heart burst with a "pop".

Rigg wouldn't understand, Patil and the others said wizards were fools.

She changed her style for a whole month, and Li Ge never praised her.

Harry and Ron looked even more blind, and Ron asked her why she didn't change her clothes.

When Hermione looked up that day, she saw Rigg's smiling eyes.

She beat Ron in shame and anger for a long time, until he admitted that there was something wrong with his eyes and that Hermione actually wore something different every day, then she let Ron go.

As he ran, Rigg turned to look at Hermione. He didn't know if it was his imagination, but why did he feel that Hermione's face was a little red?

After Hermione started running, she secretly looked at Rigg's handsome profile.

Handsome and good at studying, Hermione never talked about what was on her mind during night chats in the dormitory.

Rigg is so good that all the witches in the first grade have a crush on him.

She had also heard Patil say that everyone was envious of her being able to play with Rigg, oh, and Harry the Savior.

Although they move together every day, they rarely act so intimately.

Although she was obviously tired from running, Hermione didn't feel it at all and kept smiling with her lips pursed.

After running around a corner, Rigg turned back to confirm that the little wizards who had nothing to do had not followed.

He raised his hand and cast the Disillusionment Curse on him and Hermione, and they slowly disappeared.

Ron and Harry were panting. When they looked up and saw Rigg and the others missing, they were shocked, "Rigg! Take us!"

When Harry and the others came running over, Rigg pulled them to his side.

With the same Disillusionment Curse, Harry and Ron also disappeared.

When he raised his hand, Rigg let go of Hermione's hand.

Hermione couldn't help but clasp her fingers. Her hands seemed to be warm.

She thought regretfully that the sweetness of today would probably end here.

Rigg asked Hermione in a gentlemanly manner: "I see that your face is very red. How about we rest here for a while? Let's go over after those little wizards leave."

Standing behind Rigg so he couldn't see it, Hermione rolled her eyes rudely.

Her mouth was pouting to the sky.

Hermione thought angrily, you see, Rigg really doesn't know anything.

When they looked at each other just now, she thought Rige had noticed it.

Hermione ignored Rigg, who touched his nose blankly and fell silent.

The four of them stood quietly in the corner, and Rigg could hear Harry and Ron gasping for breath.

Fortunately, the physical fitness of those little wizards is even worse.

After Harry had regained his breath, the little wizards looked like they were about to faint and ran over with pale faces.

When the leading little wizard saw him running over, he couldn't even see a single figure, let alone where Rige and the others were running, so he stopped and started walking slowly.

Just like running in gym class, if one person stops and starts walking, others will start to catch fish.

A few people slowly took a few steps forward, and a little wizard asked tentatively: "I can't find it anyway, why don't we go back today?"

The other little wizards were overjoyed and quickly agreed.

They could no longer run any longer, so they were hanging on by their breath.

Now I stop and walk slowly. My legs feel as heavy as lead and I can only move forward slowly.

Neville, who was running at the end, was coughing as he walked, and he always felt like the taste of blood was in his mouth.

This frightened Neville and he shouted to go back and rest.

Several young wizards walked back the way they came. They were not a foursome consisting of Hermione and Rigg, two academic masters.

Hermione knew every classroom in Hogwarts, and Rigg had a photographic memory.

Every night out, even if they took a different route, they could bring Harry and Ron back to the lounge.

For other little wizards, a few months is only enough for them to remember a few classrooms they often visit.

You have to be lucky enough not to be trapped by the troublesome spiral staircase and sent to an unknown corner.

When the corridor fell silent again, there was no sound of footsteps for a long time.

Rigg canceled the illusion spell on them, and all four people appeared again.

At this moment, Hermione's face looked as normal, and the shy pale pink color on her face was no longer visible at all.

Harry and Ron also breathed a sigh of relief and could finally walk normally.

Ron said as he walked forward: "Aren't they just a few little wizards? Don't run so fast next time, Harry almost can't keep up."

Harry raised his eyebrows and looked at Ron in disbelief: "Didn't you tell me to wait for you?"

When Harry saw Harry raising his fist as big as a sandbag and heading straight for him, Ron ran away.

Harry is no longer the skinny boy he was when he first entered school.

After starting Quidditch training, adequate nutrition in the Hogwarts cafeteria, and exercise, he already had the beginnings of muscle mass in his arms.

It's no problem to punch one Ron.

Rigg and Hermione followed slowly behind. Even if they weren't holding hands at the moment, Hermione felt sweet in her heart.

Unfortunately, the remaining road was not long. If Ron hadn't led him the wrong way while running around, they would have arrived at the secret cabin earlier.

Once at the cabin, the quartet plopped down to rest.

The sofa chairs they were sitting on were so old that the cotton or feathers inside were about to protrude from the cracks. They had brought them from the classroom where the Mirror of Erised was kept.

After resting for a while, Rigg said: "So, since Quirrell is seriously injured and cannot come out, should our night tour plan continue?"

Qiuzhui Reading seeks recommendation votes and monthly passes! !

My condition is still very bad today, with headache, cough, and itchy throat. Master Bao concluded that I am a sheep, but I always feel that I can still struggle. After all, I don’t have a fever, right? What if it’s a common cold?

Optimism.JPG