i invent at hogwarts

Chapter 107 Nicolas May on the Road

"Shouldn't it be rock cakes?"

If you want to eat rock cakes, Harry thinks it's better to fight Voldemort again, he asked with a bitter face.

Harry's sincere question immediately enlivened the atmosphere, and Rigg, Hermione, and Ron in the medical room all laughed out loud.

Harry had told them all morning about the rock cake beating incident.

Rigg whispered to the dazed Headmaster Dumbledore what they were laughing at, and the corners of Dumbledore's mouth curled up.

He also ate Hagrid's rock cakes. This half-blood giant didn't consider the limit of the human body at all.

Obviously, rock cakes that are more stone than stone are not delicious for normal people.

Hagrid should be angry, but everyone was laughing, so the big, honest fellow rubbed his head and laughed too.

"It's not rock cakes, Principal Dumbledore asked Professor McGonagall to bring me a message yesterday, and gave me a day off to sort it out. Of course, sir, you should definitely fire me..."

Headmaster Dumbledore called Hagrid seriously. He didn't want Hagrid to continue to blame himself, so Hagrid stopped talking.

From his chest pocket, he took out a pack of books wrapped in parchment, "Okay, this is for you."

Harry accepted the gift in surprise, and carefully unwrapped it. It looked like a beautiful book with a leather cover.

Harry opened it curiously, and it was covered with pictures of wizards.Smiling and waving at him on every page were his father and mother, and others he didn't know.

"Hagrid and I have been sending owls to your parents' old classmates from yesterday to today, asking them for photos, do you like this gift?" Dumbledore said with a smile, and Hagrid was also trying to recall the contents of the letter, pointing out Introduce each photo to Harry.

Harry stared blankly at the photo, speechless.

It was Hagrid who was crying bitterly just now, and now Harry thought it might be him.

He worked hard for a long time and kept looking at the ceiling of the medical room, but he didn't hold back his tears.

With tears in his eyes, Harry thanked Principal Dumbledore and Hagrid with tears in his voice. Hagrid patted his chest and assured him that if there were other photos later, he would send them to him.

As soon as Hagrid's hand touched his chest, he shouted hoarsely, "Oh, my memory."

He took out six more carefully crafted unicorn tail hair bracelets from his chest pocket and handed them to Rigg, "The unicorn that you rescued often comes to the edge of the Forbidden Forest recently. It has I will bring gifts with me from time to time, and they are all stored in my hut now, remember to come and have a look when you are free."

Rigg took the bracelet and distributed it to Hermione and the others, and his mood improved.

"A unique fate, isn't it?" Dumbledore picked up the bracelet that belonged to Stephanie with great interest, and looked at it, "I suggest you take this bracelet with you, it is a blessing from the unicorn, It can bring you good luck and health."

After looking at the bracelet, the headmaster handed it back to Hagrid. Hagrid stood up, shaking again, and the bed made ominous noises.

He found Madam Pomfrey's desk, left her a small note, and asked Rigg and the others to explain it to Madam Pomfrey.

Hagrid is not good at gentle and considerate little things, and it was Dumbledore's idea to give Harry a gift.

It wasn't his intention to bring only presents to Harry, but he couldn't figure it out.

A little guilty Hagrid and Rigg, Hermione, and Ron apologized again and again, and they will definitely entertain them when they go to the cabin.

"Or, can I take away anything you are interested in?" Hagrid said with some uncertainty. He usually doesn't consume it. Maybe there are only some crops or special products produced in the Forbidden Forest, which the little wizard will be interested in.

Rigg and the others looked at each other.

They have been to Hagrid's hut countless times, and it is a simple house.

Even if there were any valuable items, they were probably destroyed in the play of Little Dragon Noble, right?
In order to appease Hagrid, Rieg promised that they would definitely go and have a look.

Hagrid, who was afraid that he would collapse the bed board, stood and thought for a while. He felt that he had finished what he had to do in the infirmary today, so he said goodbye to Principal Dumbledore and the foursome.

"I'm going to prepare pumpkins and other ingredients." Hagrid hummed, and now he was the mountain-like stable and strong Hagrid that Rigg and the others had known.

Headmaster Dumbledore seemed to have something to say to Rigg and the others, to make room for a formal conversation, Hagrid was the most proficient.

After Hagrid left, the four of them talked about the unicorn with great interest. Rieg looked at the bracelet and wondered what alchemy items could be made from such a good material.

This bracelet looked like it was woven by Hagrid. The big man was good at needlework, but it was too difficult to make a bracelet for him, so it could only be said to be barely usable.

Ah, alchemy.

The question about Hagrid being deceived by Quirrell obviously didn't need to be asked any more, he explained it all in a daze.

Rigg finally remembered what he hadn't asked, "Dear Headmaster Dumbledore, do you want to return the real Philosopher's Stone to Nicolas?"

Rieger thought, summer vacation is coming soon, he can even go to France, find a good relative Nicole May to study for a while, if he can learn how to make the Philosopher's Stone...

"The Philosopher's Stone has been destroyed..."

"What!" The group of four exclaimed, it was a legendary alchemy item that could extend life and turn stones into gold.

Dumbledore went on, his tone seemed very happy, "Well, Nicole and I talked about it, and we agreed that this is the best way."

"But, in that case, he and his wife would die, wouldn't they?" It was hard for Hermione to imagine a world where she had lived for hundreds of years, but death was obviously even more unacceptable to her young age.

"They've stockpiled some elixirs, like the knockoff, enough for them to get things sorted out. I hear they'll take one last look at the world and, yeah, they'll die."

Seeing the astonished expressions on the faces of the four of them, Dumbledore couldn't help but smile. When he was young, he didn't understand death either.

"I know, it might seem weird to someone your age. But for Nico and Perenal, death was actually like going to bed after a long day. They've been doing that for hundreds of years."

Even after hearing Rigg's popular science before, Ron sighed in awe.

"Besides, for a person with a very clear mind, death is just another great adventure. You know, the Philosopher's Stone is not such a wonderful thing." Dumbledore saw the disapproval and disapproval of several young wizards. I don't understand, but it's normal, they're still young.

"With it, no matter how much wealth you want and how long you want to live, you can get it! These two things are what human beings want most. The problem is that human beings just like to choose the things that are least beneficial to them."

The four of them looked at you and me, and didn't know what to say for a while.

What Dumbledore said was too far beyond their comprehension, and even the talk about fighting Voldemort felt somewhat realistic.

"Merlin's bracelet, someone would choose to die." Ron was still feeling emotional, but Dumbledore's explanation could not convince him.

Dumbledore hummed happily and looked at the ceiling with a smile.

After listening to Dumbledore, Rieg found a piece of information that interested him.

Nicole May decided to come out for a walk!

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　　This chapter was completed under difficult circumstances QAQ
　　Last night, I confidently held the glass in my hand and closed the door with my fingers.The tragedy happened, the hook was not hooked, and the nail of the index finger of the dominant hand was cut off in half, and it was bleeding.

　　I was startled, so I pressed my nails back quickly, disinfected them with alcohol wipes, and hoped it was all right.

　　Anyway, things are fine today!It doesn't hurt very much, but typing is a bit troublesome, and you have to curl your fingers.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)