i invent at hogwarts

Chapter 27 The decision is you, the Blazing Curse
Ron wanted to ask about the heir of the Dai family, he sounded familiar.

But now is not the time to ask questions.

So Ron glared at Malfoy together with Rigg and Harry.

"Oh, our dear heir of the Malfoy family, you dare not speak unless you are accompanied by your little friends." Rigg also dragged his voice.

Of course, Crabbe and Goyle were hardly petty at all.

They don't know how to eat, they are tall and strong.

But since the guest-of-honor table in front of the restaurant was full of teachers, the two of them dared not make a mistake.

I had no choice but to sullenly pinch my fingers.

Professor McGonagall's attention has already swept over, but they didn't notice it.

"I'm willing to fight you alone anytime, Harry Potter." Malfoy looked back and forth between Rigg and Harry Potter.

He hated both, but could only pick one to duel.

That's still Harry Potter.

Thinking back to the Slytherin lounge today, others talked about how high the level of Gryffindor's Heimdall magic was, and how worthwhile the investment was.

Draco Malfoy thought he didn't have the ability to float and deform a dozen carpets.

First of all, it doesn't mean he is weaker than Heimdall, it's just that he didn't practice.

Secondly, he was not afraid of Heimdall, but just in case.

In the end, it was the caution of the Malfoy family.

Draco Malfoy kept reassuring himself.

"Tonight, if you're okay. A duel between wizards. Wands only—no touch."

Remembering that the savior Harry knew nothing about the wizarding world, Malfoy said triumphantly, "What's the matter? I guess you haven't heard of wizard duels?"

"Of course he's heard of it," Rieger said, turning suddenly.

"I'm his assistant, who is your assistant?"

Malfoy's face drooped.

Watching Crabbe and Goyle, weighing them one by one.

None quite like Heimdall Day.

"Crabbe," he said, "it's midnight, how about it? We'll meet you in the trophy room, where the doors are never locked."

Malfoy hurried away with his two followers.

He had to rethink the duel.

After Malfoy left, Rigg, Harry and Ron looked at each other.

Ron was about to ask Rigg about the heir to the Dy family when he was interrupted by Harry.

"What's the matter with the duel between wizards?" Harry asked in bewilderment, "What does Rigg mean when he says he will be my assistant?"

"Oh, if you die, the assistant will follow." Ron said lightly.

Considering that Rieger has always been there, there is no need to rush to ask now.

The main thing is that the pie will cool down if you don't eat it.

Ron stuffed his lukewarm pie into his mouth quickly.

He caught the look on Harry's face, and added hastily, "But you know, people only die in proper duels with real wizards. The best you and Malfoy can do is shoot sparks at each other... "

Rigg received nervously, "There's no spark between the two of them now. At least Harry can't."

Harry covered his face in sadness, it wasn't his fault that he was a scumbag.

I really can't learn it.

Ron chuckled and said, "You two know too little magic to really hurt each other."

Thinking of Malfoy's gloomy expression when he left, Ron was even happier.

"I bet he thought you'd refuse. Why isn't he afraid to fight Rigg?"

Harry nodded in agreement, and Rigby, his magic power is much weaker.

If only Malfoy had challenged Rigg.

They could definitely be beaten with bruises, swollen faces, and strange shapes, and they might even have to go to the school hospital.

Harry and Ron chatted enthusiastically about the possible tragedy of the annoying Malfoy, and burst out laughing from time to time.

Rigg also continued to eat.

To be honest, he was afraid that he would really hurt that Malfoy.

Just stop crying.

Halfway through the chat, Harry became a little nervous again, "What if I wave my wand and there is no response at all?"

"Then throw away your wand and punch Malfoy in the nose," suggested Ron. "You'll earn it if you hit it."

"I'm sorry to bother you."

The trio looked up and it turned out to be Hermione Granger.

"Is it possible for people to eat and drink here?" Ron said.

Hermione was more annoying than his mother, Mrs. Weasley, she wanted to do everything.

In History of Magic class, he tried to hand Harry a chocolate frog, but Hermione confiscated it and stopped it, and returned it to him after class.

Hermione ignored him, but said to Harry, "I couldn't help overhearing what you and Malfoy were saying..."

"I knew you would," Ron muttered.

"You absolutely must not wander around the school at night like this," Hermione looked at Rigg again.

"Think about how many points Gryffindor will lose if you are caught."

Rigg retorted mildly, "I think the points I gave to Gryffindor are enough for a while."

Except for Snape, who was ruthless and unreasonable.

The other professors basically gave Gryffindor points for his excellent performance in the class.

He alone gained more points than all the Gryffindor first-year wizards combined.

This is because Hermione is also studying well, which gives her a lot of points.

Hermione choked and didn't know how to refute for a moment.

"And, this matter really has nothing to do with you."

Harry didn't usually talk like that, but Hermione was such a letdown.

"Come on, goodbye." Ron waved to Hermione.

Hermione ran off in a huff.

Along the way, stomping, heavy footsteps, long brown curly hair fluttering behind her.

The little wizards passing by were all startled by her and ran away one after another.

In the evening, the trio returned to the dormitory.

Ending the day with a duel was never a happy ending, Harry thought as he lay in bed.

He regretted agreeing to Malfoy's duel a little bit, since he didn't know any spells yet.

Neville hadn't come back from the hospital yet, and there were only Rigg, Harry and Ron in the dormitory.

This was so convenient, Ron didn't even want to pull the bed curtain, and spent the night advising Harry.

Example: "If he tries to cast a spell on you, you better get out of the way because I don't remember how to block the spell."

Rieger was giving Harry emergency training on the Fire Charm.

As long as Harry can successfully use it on Malfoy's wand or wizard robe, Malfoy, who is absolutely hot, howls and surrenders directly.

It doesn't matter if you don't surrender.

Let's see if Malfoy wants to run naked.

Rigg's big plan made Harry and Ron fall to the bed laughing, unable to get up for a long time.

The Fire Charm is indeed not difficult, and it may be that Harry has some talent in the spell.

After just one night of training, he could initially master this spell.

Although there are 6 squibs out of ten rounds, there are still 4 successful spellcastings.

It was Ron who was unlucky these four times.

The whole body was hot pink, and he no longer agreed to help Harry impersonate Malfoy.

Rieger was thinking about what to do if he was caught by Filch or Mrs. Norris.

Wei Qi looked at him with his head tilted, his big ears trembled and he jumped off the bed and disappeared.

Harry felt that he was against fate, that he would break another school rule today.

On the other hand, Malfoy's sneering face kept looming in the darkness—this was a great opportunity for Harry to beat Malfoy face-to-face, and he couldn't let it go.

With Rigg's one-night training and Ron's simulated battle, Harry also gained a little confidence in tonight's duel.

"It's 11:30," Rieger whispered at last, checking the time.

"We have to go."

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