i invent at hogwarts

Chapter 26 Midnight Duel
Professor McGonagall was taken aback too.

This is Professor Flitwick's old problem, he faints when he gets too excited.

Flitwick really should have gone to the school hospital earlier, Professor McGonagall thought worriedly.

Helped Professor Flitwick wake up again, and said dozens of times that he was fine and could go to class normally.

Professor McGonagall left the classroom in peace.

"You guys, follow me," said Professor McGonagall.

Rigg, Harry, and Wood strode down the corridor together, and Wood eyed Rigg and Harry curiously.

"Go in." Professor McGonagall pointed to a classroom and told them to go in. There was only Peeves in it, busy writing curse words on the blackboard.

Peeves is the most annoying ghost in Hogwarts, playing tricks everywhere.

No little wizard likes Peeves.

"Get out, Peeves!" she yelled.

Peeves threw the chalk into the dustbin with a clang, and stormed out of the room cursing.

Professor McGonagall slammed the door shut and turned to face the three boys.

"Potter, this is Oliver Wood. Wood . . . I found a Seeker for you."

The expression on Wood's face changed from confusion to joy.

"Are you serious, Professor?"

"Absolutely," said Professor McGonagall dryly. "The kid is a genius. I've never seen anything like it. Is this your first time riding a broomstick, Potter?"

Harry nodded silently, not quite understanding what was going on, but it looked like he wouldn't be expelled.

Rigg was right, Professor McGonagall wouldn't fire them.

"He dived fifty feet and grabbed the round, smooth memory ball," Professor McGonagall said to Wood. "Charlie Weasley couldn't do that."

Wood's expression now is as if all his dreams have become reality all at once.

Listen to Professor McGonagall and Wood discuss how to train Harry for Quidditch.

Harry and Rigg looked at each other and smiled, knowing that today was fine.

Harry had just started laughing when he saw Professor McGonagall looking at him sternly over his glasses.

He was so frightened that he immediately sullen his face, his face was serious, and his hands were obediently crossed in front of him.

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"I want to hear you're working hard, Potter, or I'll change my mind and punish you."

Then, Professor McGonagall smiled again.

"Your father would be proud of you," she said. "He used to be a good Quidditch player."

Seeing that Harry was almost planned, Wood looked at Professor McGonagall expectantly.

"What about this kid, is he also talented in Quidditch?"

If there is another extremely talented Quidditch player, even if he has been unlucky this year, Wood is willing.

"No, you can go back to class." Professor McGonagall said, signaling Wood to go back.

Wood left sadly, in fact, he still wanted to stay with Harry for a while.

When he left, he repeatedly told Harry to remember to find him.

But Professor McGonagall couldn't wait.

Taking off his own green silk scarf and handing it to Rieg, Professor McGonagall said expectantly: "Come on, you can transform again, let me see."

Rigg was holding Professor McGonagall's silk scarf. In fact, he felt hollowed out when he was on the lawn.

But the magic is like a trickle.It slowly accumulated in his body again.

Although Rigg hasn't looked at his attribute panel yet, he dares to bet.

There must be some attributes that have been upgraded, and the upgrades are not limited to Transfiguration and Levitation.

Recalling the feeling just now, Rieg used the transformation technique again.

The green silk scarf gradually became larger, and gradually became the thick carpet in his room in Dai's old house that Rieger was most familiar with.

Professor McGonagall took a corner of the rug and examined it carefully.

The color, material, size and thickness of silk scarves have all been changed.

And very stable.

"Okay, okay." Professor McGonagall smiled gratifiedly.

Professor McGonagall is actually not that old-fashioned, it's just for teaching needs.

She has discovered since she was young that the little wizard learns faster and better when she is sullen.

Over the years, few little wizards have made her so happy.

Although Harry followed Rieger to see it a few times, he was still surprised and envious when he saw Professor McGonagall, who was always serious, laughing.

When will he make Professor McGonagall proud of him?

"You're kidding. You're both kidding."

It was supper time, and Rigg and Harry told Ron what happened after they and Professor McGonagall left the venue.

Ron was about to put a steak pie in his mouth, but he forgot about it halfway through.

"Seeker?" he said. "Harry you must be the youngest house player for many years."

"It's been a century," Harry said, picking up the pie with his hands and stuffing it into his mouth.After this frightful encounter in the afternoon, he felt very hungry. "Wood told me."

Rigg is showing off the grilled chicken on the table with his mouth full.

Today's roast chicken is tender and juicy, probably cooked like a roast turkey, and stuffed with potatoes and carrots is even better than chicken.

I don't know if it's because I used too much magic today and overdrawn my magic power.

Rigg felt like he could eat a cow.

Ron looked at Rieg again, "No, I've never heard of a little wizard who can attend classes of other grades at will."

Rigg shook his head and said, "It hasn't been decided yet. Professor McGonagall just said that he would talk to Principal Dumbledore."

Ron was so surprised, so shocked.

"So Headmaster Dumbledore will know you." Ron was going mad with jealousy.

Who is Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard in the past 50 years.

The Weasleys loved Dumbledore, at least Ron thought so.

Their mother, Mrs. Weasley, and father, Arthur Weasley, are no exaggeration to say that they are big fans of Dumbledore.

"I'll start training next week." Harry quickly swallowed the pie in his mouth and added, "Don't tell anyone that Wood wants to keep it a secret."

At this moment, the red-haired twins Fred and George Weasley walked into the restaurant.

As soon as they saw Harry and Rigg sitting together, they walked over quickly.

"Well done Harry," whispered George, "Wood told us. We're on the house team too, batsmen."

"I tell you, we're going to win the Quidditch Cup this year," said Fred. "We haven't won it since Charlie left, but this year we're going to be a great team. You're sure Well, Harry, Wood was so excited that he couldn't get his words out when he told us about it."

Fred looked at Rieg again: "Do you still remember the agreement on the train? Originally, we said we would find you when we came to school..."

Ron remembered it too, and punched his two elder brothers angrily.

"But you seem to be very busy. Ron said you've been studying Potions." George answered, "We didn't dare to disturb you. When will you be free to talk about refillable quills?"

Rigg hesitated, and agreed with the twins to see them this weekend.

Fred and George high-five and say goodbye to the trio.

"We have to go, though. Lee Jordan thinks he's found a new secret passage to the outside of the school." George shook his head.

"I guess it's the passage behind the statue of Gregory the Flatterer. We found it the first week we were on campus. Goodbye." Fred waved and started to leave.

"Did you two have nothing to say to me?" Ron was even angrier.

"Oh, our lonely little brother—" Fred and George held hands in a hymn-like drawl, and ran off again before Ron could get up and beat them.

Fred and George had just left when someone very unwelcome showed up.

"Having your last meal, Potter? When are you taking the train back to the Muggles?" Malfoy appeared suddenly.

Looking at Rieg again, "Oh, the heir of our Dai family will also be driven home?" Malfoy said in a strange way.

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