i invent at hogwarts

Chapter 179 Voldemort's Minion?
Before Mr. Granger opened his mouth, Hermione, who had been paying attention to him, said nervously, "Dad! These are all my good friends!"

Hermione secretly winked at Mr. Granger, and she tried to blink, hoping that her father would not speak out what was on her mind.

Otherwise, thinking about Rigg's surprised face, and Ron and Harry's possible ridicule, Hermione felt that she could barely survive unless she dropped out of Hogwarts and lived on another planet.

As middle-class parents with high EQ and IQ, the Grangers have always paid great attention to their children's mental health.

Coming back this time, Hermione has been a little bit wrong since the first day. She looks out of the window in a daze every day, and sometimes she suddenly wakes up from a dream and blurts out a boy's name.

When it was just the two of them, the Grangers also discussed Hermione's state. Mr. Granger had to bring a heart full of lemonade and sadly admit that his lovely daughter might have a sweetheart.

However, the Granger family is still very open-minded. After discovering this, the Granger couple had an adult conversation with Hermione to help Hermione adjust her mentality.

Now, as a mature middle-aged man, Mr. Granger looked at the blond-haired blue-eyed boy opposite him, and it was not pleasing to his eyes.

When Hermione talked about her life in Hogwarts, of course she also talked about her thoughts.

And Rigg, the boy she liked a little, really only a little.

Mr. Granger also roughly summed up the characteristics of this stinky boy. He is blond, blue-eyed, good at studying, and from a good family background.

According to Hermione, he's also handsome and charming.

If it wasn't for Hermione's young age, and the fact that the Grangers were worried about the difference between Muggle families and pure-blood families in the wizarding world, a good boy like Rigg would have been their ideal son-in-law.

After hesitating for a while, regardless of Hermione's blinking eyes that were about to cramp, Mr. Granger still asked, "Nice to meet you, but..."

He paused hesitantly, and led a few children to the door of the pet shop where he had communicated with the owner just now.

When walking forward this time, Mr. Granger hugged his daughter Hermione without leaving a trace. He stood on the outermost side and put the foursome on the inner side.Mrs. Granger's exquisite eyebrows and eyes were also a little melancholy. She lowered her eyes and quickly looked around.

When being hugged, Hermione was still a little awkward, pouted and didn't speak.She thought angrily, if her father really wanted to ask about Rigg later, she would never talk to Mr. Granger again this summer.

When I came to the door of the pet shop again, it was still ding ding dong dong, and the wind chime was thrown around by the round orange pig, making a crisp sound.The shopkeeper yelled in dismay, as if something of him had been kicked over by another cat...

Rigg heard the crackling sound inside and thought of his two cats.

Wei Wei is still very well-behaved, but after thinking about the other cat-eared girl, Rieger looked serious.

It's broken, because I studied alchemy, I haven't seen Zero for a long time.

It was a warm summer night with a slight wind, but Rigg felt phantom pain on his face, and the familiar feeling of cat's claws returned.

Standing still at the door of the store illuminated by beige lights, Mr. Granger turned his back to the door and asked in a low voice, "There is a black-haired man in black clothes behind who looks about 40 years old, is it someone you know? ?”

Mr. Granger who said this was full of worries. If it was the Muggle world, he could call the police or use guns to protect his child and her friends.

But the wizarding world is really amazing. Mr. Granger confirmed with Hermione during the family gathering. At least untrained ordinary people like them are chickens with guns. Wizards have plenty of ways to torture them.

Hermione's mother stood last, with her arms around Harry and Ron.

Ron's face was flushed, and Harry looked up at this well-dressed and gentle friend's mother in a daze. An unknown fragrance came from Mrs. Granger's body. Harry thought enviously, His mother might have been like that too.

As soon as Mrs. Granger came under the light, she took out the vanity mirror to confirm the position of the black-haired wizard. She frowned, her well-maintained face showed no smile, "It's close again."

Mr. Granger became more nervous when he heard these words, and Hermione also opened her eyes wide in horror, grabbing the hem of her father's clothes and not letting go.

Countless cases of wizards attacking Muggles for fun flashed through Hermione's mind, and she began to regret bringing her parents to Hogsmeade today.

Hermione was about to ask Rigg where the Literary House was, when her eyes suddenly stopped on Harry's bangs which were brushed away by the heat.

Hermione swallowed hard, her voice was hoarse due to her dry throat, "Rig, is Harry in danger? Can I go straight to Literary Residence from here?"

Voldemort has not yet fallen, and the words of Headmaster Dumbledore have been echoing in Hermione's heart, giving her a sense of crisis.

When my father said it just now, Harry, who was still smirking when he saw nothing, and Hermione, who was the team's think tank, was already planning how to escape the pursuit of Voldemort's minions.

At least to help Harry escape, and to inform Professor Dumbledore, Hermione's mind turned nervously, and countless plans appeared but were rejected by her.

Before Harry and Ron understood what Hermione was nervous about, combining Hermione's reaction and the words of the Grangers, Rigg's hand instantly pressed to an unobtrusive place on the underside of the wizard's robe.

This is a portable port key, an amulet that Nigel prepared for Rieg after he became Nicolas' apprentice.

Different from ordinary Portkeys, this Portkey was personally crafted by Nicolas. When activated, it comes with multiple protective magics. As long as it is not the Unforgivable Curse, Pauliger's life is not a problem.

"How far is that wizard, please get closer to me."

Rieger said seriously, he asked Mr. and Mrs. Granger carefully.

Harry and Ron, who were enjoying a happy holiday, looked at each other, their smiles suddenly froze on their faces, and then disappeared in an instant.

Harry looked at his little friend and Hermione's parents uneasily. He didn't know what happened yet, but it seemed that something bad was about to happen.

"Aged around 40, wearing a black wizard robe, with long black curly hair reaching his shoulders, I saw that he had a wand in his hand. He was menacing, and he was following you all the time..."

Mrs. Granger was halfway through her words when Rigg, who was about to activate the Portkey, let go of his hand with a strange expression. He looked back and was completely relieved.

"Well, this one..."

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