I was inventing at Hogwarts

"It should be a plant... right?" Rigg was unsure as he spoke.

The wizarding world is so magical. What you think is an animal is probably a plant, and what you think looks like a plant is probably an animal.

"This is a plant," Nicoléme said with certainty, but this was the limit of what he knew.

It should be the seeds he once prepared for his apprentices. Over a long period of time, not only did they not lose their activity, they also lived for a second life and turned into some kind of plant with long red hair. By attaching themselves to it, they mined the power of the blood jade. Survived.

So now it has completely changed its form, and it is no longer the ordinary magical plant that Nicoléme can recognize at a glance.

Every inch of it turned into clear red, like a glazed tile. The rhizome is tightly entangled in the center of the blood jade, and countless roots stretch out to grasp this pitiful blood jade with broken glass patterns.

Through the upward-growing stems and leaves, it strives to bloom a fluffy red tentacled flower.

"Let's call it Red Hair." Nicoléme thought for a while and said, she had to give this plant a name.

Later, after getting along with Nicoléme for a long time, Rigg discovered that the master alchemist was a bad name.

What a coincidence, so does he.

"This is some kind of plant, and it's also the first homework I leave for you." Nicoléme handed the pot of flowers to Rigg.

His movements were unhurried and his tone was extremely calm. Who would have thought that Nicoléme himself didn't know what kind of plant this was?

When he discovered this flower, Nicoléme was excited and wanted to experiment with it immediately to see what this new magical plant was and what functions it had.

But Nicoléme, who had not prepared to accept an apprentice for hundreds of years, held back his hand that was about to move, "No, you have to be patient!"

He simply checked to see if it was a plant and whether it would cause any harm to Rieger. Then he stopped with great restraint and decided to leave more specific research to Rieger.

If there is a shortage of materials, you can prepare slowly. This strange plant is hard to come by.

Being able to study a magical plant that has a high probability of never being discovered before during his apprenticeship makes Nicoléme envious of Rigg's luck.

This entire research process is enough for Rigg to explore most of the content of alchemical materials and learn how to conduct qualitative research on them without harming precious materials.

If Nicolás Flamel had had this luck during his apprenticeship, he felt that he would not have been in debt until the age of 150 because of wasting materials.

This is why he chose the Philosopher's Stone as his first research topic after completing his studies.

Gold galleons, what a good thing.

Rige nervously took over the heavy pot of flowers. The blood jade had basically been hollowed out by the red hair, but now the flowers were dragging the blood jade, not wanting the blood jade to completely shatter.

Rigg's fingers could still touch one or two of the roots extending out, feeling a strange warmth and coolness.

Time seemed to be slow for this potted plant. After Rigg touched the two tentacle-like roots for a while, the potted flower seemed to have discovered his fingers and slowly wrapped the tentacles around his fingers.

Rigg felt a little tingling, but this feeling was very slight. He looked at his mentor Nicolas Flamel with a slightly questioning look.

Nicoléme nodded, "You can rest assured that it will not cause harm to you."

This was not beyond Rigg's expectation. If Nicoléme had not shown his bad intentions too many times, he would not have needed to ask Teacher Nico this question.

Finally, make sure to make a habit to prevent yourself from being cheated.

As long as there are no big problems, Rigg believes that Nicolas Flamel would be happy to see him or Dumbledore turn into a pig head. Although this level of fun will not cause him trouble, stability comes first!

"I hope that before I leave, you also know that we don't have much time, so let's do it during midterms," ​​Nicoléme said with a sigh.

Every time he mentioned the issue of time, he was very moved. He who had the most time finally lost to time.

"By mid-term, I hope you will have done some research on red hair and introduce it to me. You can read the materials science books I listed for you in the forbidden book area. I also have a few collected notebooks here. They can all teach you how to study the functional properties of a material, etc.”

"I won't let you down." Rigg said confidently.

Nicoléme looked at Rigg and thought, no matter whether it could be researched or not, Rigg at least had the basic psychological qualities of an alchemist.

As long as you don't show any emotion on your face, even if there is something wrong with the alchemy product, it can still be said to be your original design.

After simply saying goodbye, Rige returned to the dormitory holding the pot of flowers.

The three books he brought with him when he came were finally detained by Nicoléme.

Rigg waited for a long time, staring at his tutor, but did not wait for Nicoléme to return the book to him. When Rigg couldn't bear it anymore and asked again, Nicoléme's expression of sudden realization almost made two people laugh, Rigg and himself.

Of course he wouldn't give the book to Rigg. Nicolas Flamel swore that he would just read it, and after reviewing it tomorrow, he would send the book to Rigg who still needed to study.

When Lige returned to the dormitory, he piled the red hair on top of a complete piece of blood jade and placed it on his bedside table.

Nicoléme swore that he had never entered that room for hundreds of years. The flower probably only needed air, sunlight, and what Rigg guessed was blood jade as nutrients.

Before going to bed, Rigg took one last look. The slow red-haired creature was touching the new food blood jade with its tentacles, and then fell into a deep sleep.

Rige, who was sleeping, never expected that Red Hair would give him a big surprise the next day.

When he opened his eyes again, he thought he was hallucinating.

Last night he kept dreaming that he was in a car accident. Now he woke up and realized that of course it was not true, but when the red hair ran to his chest, Rigg couldn't figure it out.

A pot of slightly heavy flowers was pressed against his chest. Now Rigg knew why he had such a nightmare.

The new blood jade that Rige put on Hongmao yesterday has now turned into a puddle of scattered sand-like particles on Rige's bedside table.

Maybe it was the second piece of blood jade that gave it strength. It only took one night for Hongmao to grow two extra-long tentacles, which were just enough to help it get to Rigg's bed and press on Rigg's chest.

Rigg checked himself in confusion. Thanks to Nigel and Stephanie's concern for him, he now also has mastered many spells to check the physical and mental state of wizards.

All the spells reported that everything was fine.

Rigg packed himself up again full of doubts and went to the medical room to look for Madam Pomfrey.

Caught up! ! Have a meal

But this chapter break is not very good. I originally wanted to break it at another location, but it’s a pity.