i invent at hogwarts

Chapter 59 Through the Trapdoor 1.0
"Pfft. Um, cough cough."

George laughed out loud at Rigg's question.

"First of all, we are professionals and generally don't laugh."

"Unless I can't help it hahahahaha."

Fred also turned back with his little brother Ron in his arms, and laughed out loud.

"So Quirrell is bald!"

George said beamingly, "We put our hats on the table by the door of his office, and he seems to have a pile of identical scarves that the house-elves change and wash regularly."

"After knocking on the door, he opened the door and took a look, then took off the scarf on his head. The bald top of his head."

"Merlin's wig. After his head was bitten, he didn't sound like him anymore."

Fred shivered, "This must be our design or it's too painful, we have to test and adjust again."

"So, um, Quirrell's head was whitened and rejuvenated, too?"

Rieger said with a strange expression.

Please Voldemort for beauty and skin care, this is something he didn't expect.

"No, I'm also curious that Luo met us, we used the hair growth spell well."

George replied immediately.

"Pfft——cough cough"

"Rig, what's wrong with you, Rig!"

It took too long to save Ron.

Rigg had been listening to the Twins tell their story about their prank on Quirrell, and continued eating his breakfast.

It won't be long before going to Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Harry, Ron and the others also sat down again and began to race against time to eat.

I heard that George and the others said that Quirrell used a biting cap with a hair growth spell.

Rigg spit the milk out of his mouth in one gulp, choking as if to cough his lungs out.

"Cough, cough, cough, so Quirrell has hair on his head?"

Rigg thought about Voldemort behind Quirrell's head, and coughed harder.

Hermione and Harry scrambled to help Rigg calm down, patted those on the back, and those who took papers took papers.

Rigg took the tissue from Hermione in a hoarse voice, and wiped away the choked tears.

"Yeah, although we ran away at a glance, the spell was already in effect at that time, and hair was growing crazily from the top of the head to the back of the head."

"Qiluo burst into tears with joy, and knelt down on the ground at once."

George is very empathetic to middle-aged men's pain over baldness.

Why are their hair growth charms so good?
Arthur Weasley, their dad, had gone bald a long time ago.

The money at home is not enough for him to spend extravagantly and buy a long-lasting wig.

He could only let the twins who peeked at him covering the top of his head help cast spells to keep it secret.

The hair growth spell can only last for a few days, and it needs to be refilled when it expires.

"It's a secret between men." Arthur said bitterly.

When George thought about his father, he could understand why Quirrell knelt down happily.

Not every wizard knows how to grow hair, and their father seems to have learned it from some noble relative.

Rigg covered his face and laughed silently.

A hairy Voldemort.

What kiwi!

Not to mention promising Gemini to help consign works.

Rigg is willing to pay 50 Galleons for their whole job today!

Rieg put down his hands and said, "We will be Quirrell's Defense Against the Dark Arts class in a while, George, Fred, do you want to go with us to see the effect?"

Gemini readily agreed.

It's a pity that they waited for Quirrell in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom for a full hour, and they didn't wait for the Professor Quirrell they were expecting.

Gemini had no choice but to continue to adjust the product in frustration.

Quirrell asked Professor McGonagall, who was passing by, to ask for sick leave.

Professor McGonagall had just arrived in class to announce the sad news.

The little wizards who had been bored waiting in the classroom ran out of the classroom with a cheer.

With such good news, Professor McGonagall's serious face doesn't look so scary anymore.

Hermione was overjoyed when she heard that there was no class today, and she dragged Rigg and the others straight to the bathroom.

"Remedial lessons. I must give you two remedial lessons."

Hermione said seriously, "Rig is fine, but Harry and Ron..."

Harry looked at the ground, Ron looked at the sky, but no one looked at Hermione anyway.

They know it themselves.

In the second half of the semester, I didn't concentrate on class. I was either thinking about night tours or obsessed with the Mirror of Erised every day.

Homework is all about begging Rigg and Hermione every day.

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Rigg had another idea instead.

He doesn't have any senior class to attend today, so why not do something that he can't do during the day.

Rieger thought for a while and said, "Quirrell won't be going out today, so shouldn't we go down the trap door and have a look?"

Harry and Ron looked up in surprise.

As long as you don't study, you can do anything.

Hermione hesitated to speak, hesitated for a long time.

In the end, he listened to Rig's idea.

They really don't know anything about the world beneath the trapdoor.

If the Philosopher's Stone is taken by Quirrell.

What's the point of their daily night tours?

Moreover, Rigg studied so well and gained so many points, Hermione convinced herself again.

This is almost her daily routine in the foursome.

Harry and Ron cheered.

The four put their things in the bathroom, and went to the corridor wearing the invisibility cloak.

It's not interesting to hide from little wizards in Hogwarts during the day.

When Rigg passed by Hermione's roommate Patil.

I also heard them whispering about how to surprise Hermione, who had helped highlight the points recently.

Hermione in the invisibility cloak also smiled in surprise, two sweet dimples appeared on her face.

Harry and Ron really wanted to tease Hermione, but had to keep quiet so they wouldn't be seen.

Along the way, the four of them tugged at each other's clothes nervously, like an eagle catching a chicken among chickens, one after the other.

The back of Harry in the front was drenched with sweat.

Never found so many rampant little wizards in Hogwarts.

Rieg was at the end, carefully maintaining the illusion spell on the lower bodies of the four people.

In case Ron and his feet were exposed while moving.

An hour later, they came out of the corridor on the fourth floor.

Hermione's Arahorhole spell was getting better and better.

Pull out the wand and say the spell, with precision and without error.

The door opened.

The four of you squeezed me, I squeezed you, and squeezed into the door in clusters.

It was daytime now, Lu Wei had enough to eat and drink, and fell asleep in the warm sunshine in the classroom.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, its limp ears suddenly perked up.

Ron put the invisibility cloak on his head and touched it around.

Lu Wei, who didn't see anyone coming in, closed his eyes again, his ears kept turning.

Ron produced his battered flute.

It's a little wizard toy, ten years old, but still doable.

Ron sang the school song under his breath.

The melody of the school song sung by Ron also flowed intermittently from the flute.

It's just as if it's stuck, and one sentence will be repeated twice.

Lu Wei stood up angrily when he heard Ron singing, and was about to growl.

The brisk ditties echoed in the classroom.

Lu Wei's eyelids are getting heavier and heavier...

Finally sat down with a plop and fell asleep.

Ron pressed the button on the flute carefully, and the same melody began to repeat for the second and third times...

They stripped off their invisibility cloaks and tiptoed toward the trapdoor.

As they got closer to the three huge heads, they could feel Lu Wei's hot, smelly breath.

"Didn't think this thing would work, I've seen it when I was a kid," Ron whispered. "I think we can pull the trap door open."

While looking behind the big dog, he gently put down the flute.

"Harry go down first, Ron and Hermione are in the middle, I'll be the last."

Rigg arranged to say.

Harry, Ron and Hermione all nodded.

"Okay." Harry gritted his teeth and carefully stepped over the big dog's lap.He bent down and pulled the tab on the trapdoor, and it swung open.

Rigg moved the flute and the invisibility cloak to a corner where Lu Wei couldn't touch.

"What can you see?" Hermione asked Harry anxiously.

"Oh, it seems to be a green lawn? There is no ladder to go down, so we have to jump."

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