i invent at hogwarts

Chapter 145 The Rose in Hermione's Hand
As soon as the window was pulled open, there was a creaking sound, and Rigg suspected that the connection was rusted.

Looking carefully, Lige, who was already tired, almost laughed out loud. He said that when the window was opened, it was so smooth that it shouldn't be rusted.

There's nothing wrong with the window, it's just that there's a little square radio-like thing on the inside, more like a stereo.

As long as the window position starts to move, the stereo will match the sound as if the parts are old and rusted.

If Rigg didn't know that this was the correct way to enter the door, he probably wouldn't have dared to pull a glass window that sounded shaky.

Yes, this is Nicolas May's bad taste.

Everyone thought that entering the door should be through the very obvious and expensive wooden door of the Bailou, and there is a thoughtful doorbell above the wooden door.

Little did he know that Nicolas May only wanted to see acquaintances.Anyone knocking on the door or ringing the doorbell will trigger the protection mechanism of the white building and throw it to any place within ten kilometers.

There was also a reason why Nicolas May was so angry that day.

Dumbledore, an old friend, of course knew how to not affect the entrance of the White House, but he still chose to knock on the door with Rigg.

Because once the protection mechanism of the White House is activated, the magic net that was originally used for hunting will be suspended. At least Nicolas May lost more than a dozen seafood meals because of Dumbledore's bad intentions.

Lige, who floated into the white building like a ghost, had just landed when he heard footsteps coming from the second floor.

Not long after, Nicole May yelled from the outermost side of the second floor, "Just come up, I'm still in the room that day!"

His originally old voice sounded full of vitality now, like a young man in his early 20s, full of energy.

Rieg replied weakly, then half-closed his eyes and let the levitation spell take him up.

After two full days of lighting up the night battle, he had indeed finished reading those three books, not to mention reciting them fluently, at least he had a basic impression of alchemy.

In the morning, when Lige was brushing his teeth, he looked in the mirror and felt that his current self was similar to the pandaren teacher Niko he had seen before. He was also listless, and the dark circles under his eyes turned from the night.

If the apprentice will become more and more like the mentor, Rieg hopes that he can become such a handsome old man in the future, instead of being as imaginary as Nicolas.

When he came to Bailou, Lige felt his waist was sore and his legs were weak, and his waist was numb.

The most frightening thing is that he is not as handsome as before!
When he looked in the mirror, Rigg felt like he was about to turn into a little plum playing with a water gun, which was not okay.

Floating from the first floor to the second floor, Rieg sighed, opened his eyes, and canceled the floating spell on his body.

As soon as his feet hit the ground, Rieg felt his ankles go limp, and he quickly grabbed the protrusion beside him.

As his weight came up, the first black iron door with a sign saying "high risk, do not enter" turned his hand under Rigg's frightened eyes.

door, open.

To Rieger's surprise, he originally thought there would be something eerie hidden in this room, or an enemy weapon made by Nicolas. In short, it was definitely not the lawn full of birds and flowers that Rieger saw now. There are butterflies flying on it.

Butterflies sprinkled with blue phosphorous powder were circling around a scorched tree. Something black moved on the tree... Before Lige could see what it was, he didn't wait for a long time. Nicolas Générale turned out of the last room.

"Rig, you lost it? Isn't it just a staircase? Let me tell you, alchemists must abide by the rules of time..."

Nicole May came out of the room chattering before anyone could be heard. He opened his mouth wide and watched Rieger walk towards the first door as if he had lost his soul.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

Nicolas immediately pushed up the protective mask, and when he was ready, he ran forward a few steps, grabbing the somewhat dazed Rigg who was about to enter the room.

Pulling Rigg was not enough, Nicolas May simply closed his eyes and groped for the handle with his hands.

"boom!"

The door was slammed again by Nicolas.

Until now, Rigg still seemed to be floating like a fairy. He saw Zero waving to him, Hermione arranging the bouquet of roses in her hand, and both of them were smiling at him...

"Wake up...hey, wake up, kid!"

Rieger shook his head, the world in front of him gradually changed from blurry to clear, and the laughing Hermione went away, turning into Nicolas May's wrinkled old face like an orange peel.

"Oh, it looks good."

Seeing Rieger shaking his head and being taken aback by him nearby, Nicolomet sat down on a chair from a distance with satisfaction, and began to sip the hot tea in the cup.

I don't know what's going on, since the last time I was scalded by Dumbledore, Nicole May always felt that the tea was not hot enough or strong enough.

Now the tea in the entire Bailou has been adjusted by him to this kind of hot tea that has just been boiled, and when the lid is opened, white smoke can still be seen.

Rieg took the teacup floating over from the teacher and tilted it into his mouth...

"puff----"

If it wasn't for the automatic cleaning of this room, Rigg suspects that the ground would no longer be visible.

"Hot, hot, hot!"

He put down his teacup with a sigh, fully awake.

After waking up, Rieg looked at the smirk on the face of Nicole May, and quickly explained: "Mr. Nicole, I didn't intend to enter that room. I didn't stand firmly when I came up."

"There's no need to explain, I know it." Nicole May shook his head, "The door can only be opened by those who are not curious about the things in the room. It's just a coincidence."

Rigg listened to Nicole May's explanation, and a subtle sense of familiarity suddenly lingered in his heart. He frowned, "This setting...Mr. Nicole, the Mirror of Erised in Hogwarts was yours before. Do you like it?"

"Oh, of course, Dumbledore is a poor man, and I am not."

Nicole May raised his chin, and hurriedly belittled his old friend while he was away, and he took a sip of hot tea with some satisfaction.

The transparent water glistening under the light slid across Nicolas May's face and hit the ground, Rigg pretended not to see this scene.

"Drink tea, drink tea!" He smiled awkwardly, raised his teacup and blew.

"So it was your idea to put the Philosopher's Stone in the Mirror of Erised?"

In order to change the topic and ease the awkward atmosphere, Rigg brought up the previous customs clearance adventure.

"That was Dumbledore's idea, he still has some brains." Nicole May admitted reluctantly, "I collected the Mirror of Erised just to study how it was made, and never considered its use."

"Then teacher, what did you see in the mirror?" Rieg asked curiously.

　Okay, okay, getting better.

　　In fact, the state has been a little bad these days. When I wrote this chapter, I felt my hand feeling come back!
　　Ball recommendation ticket and monthly ticket————

　　
　
(End of this chapter)