i invent at hogwarts

Chapter 25 The Fainted Professor Flitwick

Harry's heart sank suddenly, faster than he had dived just now.

Although Rigg said he would make a move, the furious Professor McGonagall scared all the little wizards.

Professor McGonagall trotted along.

Hermione grabbed Ron, who wanted to run back to the Gryffindor little wizard camp, and the two slowly followed Professor McGonagall.

Harry threw back the rug and stood up, shaking with fear.

Rigg patted Harry on the shoulder and stepped forward to join Harry.

Harry's tense muscles slowly relaxed.

"In all my years at Hogwarts...never..."

Professor McGonagall was literally speechless in astonishment, her spectacles gleaming with anger.

"How dare you...you might break your neck..."

"It wasn't his fault, it was Malfoy who took Neville's memory ball, Professor."

"Shut up, Miss Patil..." Professor McGonagall interrupted Parvati Patil angrily.

She had heard Hermione say these words before.

Even if the companion's things are robbed, it is very dangerous for a student who has never touched a broomstick to go directly to the sky.

Experienced Quidditch stars will also make a mistake and retire directly due to injury.

He even dived to the ground for a memory ball, which is a very difficult flying skill.

What if it doesn't stop?

Professor McGonagall didn't dare to think about it anymore.

reckless!

"Ahem." Rieg cleared his throat and canceled his transformation spell.

After Harry landed on the ground, in order to save his magic power, he had canceled the Levitation Charm.

The Transformation Curse deliberately waited until Professor McGonagall came to cancel it.

Professor McGonagall looked at the thick carpet scattered on the ground in surprise, and with a bang, it turned into scarves from the two houses of Gryffindor and Slytherin, someone's sweater, and Ron covered in grass clippings. knitted jacket.

"This is..." Professor McGonagall picked up someone's scarf on the ground and examined it carefully.

It was indeed an ordinary, thin, red and yellow Gryffindor scarf.

It was nothing like the chunky rug she had first seen.

Rigg said proudly, "Dear Professor McGonagall, Harry didn't go to heaven without a plan."

When Harry heard this, his eyes wandered for a moment.

He really didn't expect that, seeing that Rigg agreed, he took off directly.

So they have another plan?
As expected of Rigg.

Professor McGonagall raised his eyebrows, and the anger that had come had disappeared.

"I assume you used Transfiguration and Levitation? Any more?"

The little wizards around all made exclamations of wonder.

"No, I originally wanted to use speed to grow bigger, but I haven't learned it yet." Rieg replied immediately.

If there is anything wrong with the point adding system, it is that there is no collection of atlases, and many spells are not remembered until they are needed.

"Astonishing level of transfiguration," Professor McGonagall recalled the scene he saw when he came, and pointed to Rieg.

"Although it was a mistake, you made the right choice." Professor McGonagall enlarged a scarf and floated in the air.

With just a slight pull of the hand, the scarf sank with Professor McGonagall's hand.

Rigg was taken aback, but luckily he couldn't amplify the curse.

Otherwise, what is the difference between this and no protection.

Professor McGonagall looked at the unharmed Harry again, "This time Rigg is here, but not every time your luck is so good."

Rigg was about to continue explaining when Professor McGonagall waved his hand.

"Come on, Heimdall. Now, you and Potter, come with me."

Professor McGonagall strode toward the castle.

Hermione who just passed Professor McGonagall at this moment.

Surprised to see Professor McGonagall after turning around, with a satisfied and proud expression on his face.

This made Hermione couldn't help but look back, she thought she was wrong.

Rigg and Harry looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing whether they had passed the test or not.

Seeing Professor McGonagall walking quickly, Rigg and Harry hurriedly followed behind.

Malfoy stood at a distance, with Crabbe and Goyle behind him.

Although he didn't hear what Professor McGonagall asked, he saw that Professor McGonagall took Rigg and Harry away quickly.

This brought a smug look to Malfoy's face.

Unexpectedly, his failed plan could kill two birds with one stone.

Professor McGonagall was striding forward without even looking at Heimdall and Potter behind him.

Malfoy thought, how angry this must be.

The savior Potter has no brains and vision, so he doesn't want to be friends with him; that Heimdall is even more annoying, and it would be best if he was fired.

Malfoy taunted Potter and Heimdall loudly!

It's been less than two weeks since I arrived at Hogwarts, and I'm packing up and leaving.

Crabbe and Goyle smirked.

According to common sense, the little Slytherin wizards at this moment should laugh with Malfoy.

Only this time, the silence was terrifying.

Everyone passed their eyes and secretly looked at Pan Xi.

Malfoy laughed twice, seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he shut up unhappy.

This also made Hermione breathe a sigh of relief, and let go of Ron's hand together with several other little wizards.

Ron was so angry that Malfoy's face was the same color as his hair, and he was about to rush up and beat him immediately.

Hermione felt so exhausted.

Professor McGonagall has just left, what if he fights again now, and gets even more angry and dismisses him.

Rigg and Harry followed Professor McGonagall up the front steps and up the marble stairs inside.

Professor McGonagall remained silent.

She unscrewed doors and strode down corridors, followed wretchedly by Rigg and Harry.

After walking in silence for so long, they gradually lost confidence.

When Harry thought of Mrs. Hooch's expulsion, his heart was heavy.

The professor probably wanted to take him to see Dumbledore.

He thought of Hagrid, who, despite being expelled, had been allowed to stay on at the school as a gamekeeper.Maybe he could be Hagrid's sidekick.He seemed to see himself plodding around the field with Hagrid's pocket in his hand, watching Ron and the others become wizards.

Harry felt his stomach twist when he thought about it.

When Rieger was walking, he reviewed today's situation countless times, and after thinking about it, Professor McGonagall wouldn't be so angry.

Professor McGonagall stopped outside a classroom.

She pushed the door open and stuck her head in.

"Excuse me, Professor Flitwick, could Wood come out for a while?"

Wood?

Harry and Rigg looked at each other in bewilderment.

Unexpectedly, Wood turned out to be alone, a tall and strong boy in the fifth grade, who walked out of Flitwick's classroom with a blank expression on his face.

Professor McGonagall hesitated.

Pulled Rigg again and walked into the classroom.

"Professor Flitwick, my student Heimdall successfully floated at least 12 thick carpets in the open space today." Although Professor McGonagall was still expressionless, his tone was slightly smug.

After listening to Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick pointed to Rigg, and looked at Professor McGonagall suspiciously.

Professor McGonagall finally couldn't hold back his smile, and smiled slightly.

"Yes, Heimdall Day, Gryffindor's first-year student this year, as I said."

Professor Flitwick's mouth fell open.

This time, Rigg gets the same treatment as Savior Harry.

The excited Professor Flitwick screamed and disappeared from behind the podium!
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