i invent at hogwarts

Chapter 74 Jelly Slug

Rigg and Harry looked at each other.

Harry was a little nervous. Was the headmaster looking for them suddenly because of the big commotion in the Forbidden Forest yesterday?
But they didn't violate the school rules this time, did they?
Harry, who often goes out at night to violate school rules recently, just thinking about going to see the principal, feels a little uncomfortable when a mouse sees a cat.

Rigg looked at Stephanie, suddenly realized and asked, "Is the Pensieve still in the old house?"

Stephanie replied inexplicably, "It's gone, Nigel took it away two days ago, and I don't know where to put it."

Rigg happily elbowed Harry, prompting, "The Pensieve!"

"what!"

Harry could barely hold back the corners of his mouth, and happiness spilled out of his eyes.

Harry immediately urged Professor McGonagall to go to the headmaster together, which was completely different from the previous indifferent reaction.

Rieg saw it and felt that the world was real.

Professor McGonagall didn't know what tricks they were playing, but he nodded and prepared to take them to Dumbledore.

Before Rigg left, he made an appointment with Hermione to meet at the library in the afternoon.

Ron looked at Rigg and Harry, who were about to leave, and at Hermione, who was looking at him.

Suddenly, with horror, he seemed to be going to the library with Hermione.

The happy smile on his face because he touched the unicorn disappeared without a trace.

Ron rubbed his red hair, his mind working wildly, and he stammered to Hermione that he had a sudden stomach ache.

Hermione held her wand and looked at him with a sneer.

Madam Pomfrey said with a faint smile: "It doesn't matter, this is the school hospital, I have all the medicines you want."

Stephanie also looked at the little wizards in front of her with some amusement. They reminded her of her time studying at Hogwarts.

"I'm also good at healing spells."

The two combos of Madam Pomfrey and Stephanie completely shattered Ron's wish to say that he was not feeling well and would not go to the library.

Ron couldn't find any more excuses anymore. With a bitter face, he followed Hermione with heavy steps.

Just thinking about spending the day in the library, or with Hermione the Roll King.

Ron's red hair has faded, and his whole body is about to turn black and white.

Rigg and Harry finished laughing at Ron, and followed Professor McGonagall happily.

The principal's office is in a separate small tower.

Rigg and the others followed Professor McGonagall through countless corridors and up four or five stairs that could change directions at any time before arriving at the door of Dumbledore's office.

The first thing they saw was a huge stone beast. The stone beast was responsible for guarding the principal's office, and they had to answer the password set by the principal to pass.

Professor McGonagall folded his arms and thought for a while, "Oh, today... what kind of candy is it today?"

"Jelly slug."

Professor McGonagall, who finally remembered today's password, shook her head. She really couldn't agree with Dumbledore's strange taste.

When the stone beast heard the correct password, it spun out of its way.

Behind it is a tall spiral staircase, at the end of which is the principal's office.

It was a handsome oak door with a brass knocker in the shape of a griffin.

Professor McGonagall stepped forward and pulled the knocker.

Rigg and the others heard a familiar voice say, "Please come in."

open the door.

This is a spacious and beautiful circular room filled with the smell of sweet toffee and hot tea.

Dumbledore sat behind the desk smiling, nodding with Professor McGonagall, Rigg and Harry.

"Rig!" Nigel who was sitting on the sofa stood up immediately.

It's been a long time since he saw his precious son.

Stephanie complained to him every day.Before the start of school, we get together less and leave more, and we are busy replacing quills, so we don't cherish the last parent-child time.

Nigel, the head of the dignified clan, hasn't rested in the old house for a few days.

She was kicked out of the house by Stephanie, who missed her child, and had to go to the store to sleep in a small bed pitifully.

Dumbledore also stood up, leading Rigg and the others to look at the small table covered with gray cloth by the window.

Next to the table was an empty bird stand.

Rigg suspected that this was where the phoenix Fawkes lived.

"I've heard what Nigel said, and I'm glad Harry has such a good friend." Dumbledore swallowed the last bite of taffy in his mouth.

Before Rigg and the others came, he had just finished a careful discussion with Nigel.

This is a very smart and rich family, and the best part is that there is no other choice, and Dumbledore is very satisfied.

He came out from behind the desk, put his arm around Nigel's shoulders and walked towards the Pensieve.

Nigel looked uncomfortable but still smirked cooperatively.

"Yes, our family happens to have a pensieve from Nicolas May, and I am very happy to be able to do a little favor for the savior Harry Potter."

Nigel's heart was bleeding when he said this.

The Pensieve is not a common alchemy creation. Currently, most of the works circulated on the market are the works of Nicolas May, and they are priceless.

This time I took it out and gave it to Harry Potter, and it is estimated that I will not come back.

But Dumbledore is indeed a very good leader, and after they showed their sincerity and surrendered, they didn't let the Dai family suffer.

Not only will he sign a joint contract with Harry Potter that was originally negotiated, but Dumbledore is also willing to buy one and get two free.

Of course, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry also has its own operating funds. From the next school year, it will purchase Wenrenju products for teaching, examinations, and learning consumption for young wizards.

In addition, Dumbledore has a high prestige in the British magic circle and has his own followers.

The Ministry of Magic needs office supplies, of course.

Although Dumbledore only said that he could push it, in Nigel's eyes, this was already a certainty.

What made him even more happy was that Dumbledore even wanted to promote Literati House to the international magic circle, and the International Wizengamot Court could have a trustworthy partner.

The Wizengamot is the highest court in the wizarding world, and Dumbledore, the strongest white wizard, is also the chief wizard of this institution.

A rare but useless wonder in their family, in exchange for long-term and stable cooperation and protection.

If it wasn't for the fact that there was still a little city and self-cultivation left, Nigel would have laughed out loud on the spot.

From the precarious family that has been targeted all the time, to being protected by Dumbledore and gathered under the wings, and seeing that they are about to make a fortune, Nigel wonders why he didn't think of Dumbledore before.

Rigg knew the answer to that question.

Not playing with Harry, who is watched by Dumbledore, Dumbledore is still the wily and suspicious helm.

There were so many people who wanted to surrender to the strongest white wizard, and Dumbledore selected them carefully, but in the end he didn't accept a few.

Nigel lifted the gray cloth, revealing a plain lime-gray deep basin with a circle of mysterious patterns carved around it.

Just staring at it for a while, Rigg felt like his soul was going to be sucked in.

Rigg shook his head, and said to Harry: "Nigel will use a memory recovery spell. You tell me the beginning of the memory you want to save, and the end when it ends. It's very simple."

Rigg held his wand to Harry's temple.

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