i invent at hogwarts

Chapter 17 Don't Worry, I, Rigg, Will Shot!

No, it's not a match anymore.

Rieger successfully turned the match into a needle, but the thickness was not well controlled.

But it was also a thin silver needle with two pointed ends.

Professor McGonagall took out another match and asked Rigg to demonstrate.

So Rieg was under the dumbfounded gaze of the two college students.

Turns a match into a silver needle with a black imprint of a faintly visible cross.

Professor McGonagall rarely showed a faint smile. She was very satisfied with Rieger's progress.

To be honest, even she, who is known as a rare Transfiguration genius in a century, did not reach Rigg's Transfiguration level in the first Transfiguration class.

Professor McGonagall wondered how much longer he could teach Rigg.

Satisfied Professor McGonagall praised Heimdall Day with other professors during the meal time. Gryffindor had a very smart student who might even surpass her.

Sprout, professor of herbal medicine and head of Hufflepuff House, agrees.

Seeing that several colleagues praised Rigg so much, the head of Ravenclaw, Professor Flitwick, who is also a professor of Charms, is really looking forward to Rigg.

He likes the clever little wizard best.

Unfortunately, in the first class, he took out the roll call.

When Harry's name was said, the extremely short Professor Flitwick gave a scream of excitement.

Then fell to the ground and disappeared.

This not only caused him to be mocked narrowly by his colleagues at breakfast the next day, but also prevented him from seeing the clever Heimdall.

Rigg was looking forward to the Charms class, because he opened the teaching book of this class.

The first key is the mantra that needs to be mastered.

Floating spell.

What is a sub-question!
Although the first spell class ended so hastily, sooner or later he will show his floating spell!
Don't worry, I Rigg will make a move!

Rigg's happy days were not long.

It was time for Potions class.

On Friday, Rigg and the others will have two Potions lessons with the Slytherin students.

This annoyed Ron, who had been muttering about wanting to skip class since breakfast in the morning.

Even the big chicken drumsticks, which he usually likes most, are hard for him to swallow.

"Snape is the Head of Slytherin House, and everyone says he favors his own students..." Harry came back after inquiring around, sighing sadly.

Rigg also had a heavy heart.

He knew this lesson, knew that Harry would be made things difficult by that Snape.

But he couldn't really remember exactly what question Snape had asked.

If he had known today, he would have memorized every word of the entire series of "Harry Potter" no matter what.

It is best to go to Zhigua or Snake Forum to ask a question.

"Traveling to the wizarding world of Harry Potter, how to change fate?"

Then memorize the answers of the great gods from all walks of life.

In this way, he will be safe when he travels again.

So these days when he was in the dormitory, he flipped through books and studied frantically, which shocked Harry and Ron.

I thought Rigg was going to learn from Hermione to be the king of crazy rolls.

Ron also kindly asked his twin brothers, George and Fred, to make Rigg laugh.

It was a very courageous and dedicated decision for Ron.

After all, there was never a time when his two bastard brothers wouldn't bully him.

However, George and Fred just glanced at Rigg from a distance, then ran away in awe, and decided to wait for Rigg to stop loving learning so much before looking for him.

Ron was so angry that he couldn't catch up with the twins after chasing after him. He ran away quickly.

Turn the corner and disappear.

Ron swears that Tan Tan told Rigg and Harry that his two brothers must have used some kind of magic.

Potions class is held in an underground classroom, which is colder than the main building of the castle above.Glass jars line the walls, and the stuffed animals soaked in them are even more chilling.

Neville was taken aback by those specimens, and vowed never to go near the ground again.

And he was even less willing to come after he finished Potions class.

Snape, who has greasy black hair and a pale face like Malfoy, has the same class as Flitwick, the professor of Charms.

Pick up the roster as soon as class starts.

And, like Flitwick, he stopped when Harry's name was called.

"Oh yes," he whispered.

"Harry Potter, this is our new... famous character."

Draco Malfoy and his friends Crabbe and Goyle put their hands to their mouths and giggled.

Snape looked up at the class after the roll call, eyes as dark as Hagrid's but without Hagrid's warmth.

His eyes were cold, empty, and reminded Rieger of the dark lanes he had walked on his first day at school.

"You have come here to learn the delicate science and exacting art of potion-making," he began, his voice a little above a whisper, but everyone caught his every word.

Like Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape has the intimidating power to bring order to the classroom with little effort.

"Many of you won't believe it's magic, since there's no foolish wand waving here. I don't expect you to really appreciate the beauty of that simmering cauldron with its white smoke and fragrance, You don't really understand the liquid that flows into people's veins, the magical power that makes people's hearts swell and their minds blurred... I can teach you how to increase your reputation, brew glory, and even prevent death-but there must be one, and that is you Not one of those chump fools I've been dealing with so often."

After he finished his short opening remarks, the class fell silent.

Rigg also looked at this majestic professor in awe, even though he knew that Snape was a good person, but Snape really didn't look like a good person.

"Potter!" said Snape suddenly, "if I add powdered daffodil root to an infusion of wormwood, what will I get?"

Harry seemed to be stunned, and Rigg, who was sitting next to Harry, immediately lowered his head and covered his mouth and whispered.

"A powerful sleeping pill."

Harry immediately said like a repeater, "A very powerful sleeping pill."

Snape's eyebrows went up.

"It seems that the famous Potter still has a little bit of knowledge in his head. Potter, if I asked you to find me a piece of bezoar, where would you find it?"

Professor Snape asked a second question.

This time, his eyes were like the eyes of a hawk, sweeping across the classroom.

None of the little wizards dared to meet his gaze, even Draco Malfoy, who had just laughed softly at Harry, lowered his head, as if there was some fascinating potion knowledge on the table.

Snape, who looked around the classroom, couldn't find the problem.

Harry's nervous sweat rolled down his forehead, and his mind went blank.

How did he know where to find a damn bezoar!

Rieg covered his mouth with one hand and suppressed a cough twice.

(End of this chapter)