i invent at hogwarts

Chapter 7
"Oh, my dear Liggie, this is not something you can fool around with."

The afro-haired Elder Dean, who had just rushed back to the old house, pressed Rigg's hand that was reaching for the wand, and said with a smile.

The surrounding clansmen looked at this side and laughed happily.

In the middle of the hall, there was a wizard who started to tell the story of how he secretly shot down Muggle planes with his wand when he was a child.

Dean thought for a while that he and Nigel were not in the old house recently, fearing that no one would be able to control this little ancestor, so he hurriedly warned Rieger.

"The little wizard will become a squib if he uses his wand secretly! You won't even be able to play Quidditch in the future!"

Hearing this sentence, the clansman who just said that he could jerk off didn't take it seriously, "Elder, just let him touch it, who didn't want to touch a magic wand when we were young, little Rig doesn't know any spells, what can happen .”

Thinking that Lige was the hero who saved the family even though his magic talent was mediocre, he hurriedly added, "Although we are not good at magic, we are so good at replacing quills. We Lige are business prodigy!"

The clansmen also nodded in agreement.

Rieger was not convinced. The previous Heimdall might not have much talent, but I am the chosen one with a system and a brain!
Immediately acted coquettishly with Dean and asked to touch the wand in advance to try, to ensure that he would not play around by himself.

"Well, then you can use my wand, it's agreed, you just touch it. Do you want me to show you?"

Dean hesitated again and again, feeling that it would be better to let the children play with the wand once, and found that he still couldn't do anything. If he couldn't cast magic, he wouldn't play with the wand every day.

What's more, seeing Rigg, a ten-year-old boy, has dark circles under his eyes because he was responsible for checking the quills, Dean felt really guilty.

Rigg happily took Dean's wand, which is a 13-inch pear wood wand with cat and leopard hair as the core material, which is still as good as new after years of careful maintenance by the owner.

This magic wand gave Rieg the greatest feeling of tolerance, just slightly rejected his magic power, and served him wholeheartedly with the master's acquiescence.

Seeing how other people in the hall didn't think he could cast a spell, even Dean was just afraid that he would hurt himself.

Rieg raised his wand to the chaotic desktop of the blue-robed wizard, feeling the magic power gushing from his fingertips to the wand.

"Clean up!"

It may be the first time to use it, too much magic power has been injected, or he has a clear sense of the direction of magic power and there is no waste.

The fresh wind surrounds the hall, with Rig as the center, the coffee-stained desktop of the blue-robed wizard was cleaned, and the chaotic desktop was divided and tidied according to Rig's wishes, and even the yellowed uniform of the nearby house-elf Becomes like new in an instant.

The clansmen looked at Rieg in shock.

Dean was also stunned and held his chin, feeling like he was hallucinating.

"This is this?"

Dean was shocked, he never imagined how the wand that had been with him for 200 years would work better in Rigg's hands than in his own.

It can't be him, can it?

Rigg looked at the tabletop, met the shocked faces of countless clansmen, and looked at Dean, who felt his head was green and crying bitterly.

"Elder Dean, are you okay?"

Dean wiped away tears of joy, "There is hope for successors, hope for successors! My child prodigy of the Dai family is really extraordinary!"

He never mentioned that he wanted to show Rigg how to use the wand just now.

On second thought, no.

Dean asked: "Where did you learn magic? Stephanie taught it to you in advance? Nonsense!"

Dean never expected that Stephanie, who was born in everyone, would make such a mistake.

Don't pure-blood families know that spells need to be practiced repeatedly?

But the magic power of the little wizard has not stabilized. After countless tragedies, everyone has reached a consensus that it is not allowed to teach children magic in advance before entering Hogwarts to avoid magic riots.

You must wait until the magic power is stable in the year of enrollment before you can teach a few simple magics to facilitate the use of young wizards.

Recalling Rigg's magic effect, he almost surpassed him, an old wizard who has been there for many years. It must be the result of years of repeated practice.

Dean was furious at the thought of this, and turned to look for Stephanie without even taking his wand, almost ruining the prodigy of their Dai family!

Rigg hurriedly stopped Dean, who said he was going to find Stephanie for an explanation, "No, my mother only taught me the knowledge of magic theory, which I will see today!"

Dean was suspicious, "You can learn magic by looking at it?"

Rigg nodded, picked up Dean's wand, and recalled how he felt when he learned the Levitation Charm in the space of consciousness.

"Wingardim Leviosa!" The pen tip that was waiting to be made on the table floated in the air.

The jerking wizard in the center exclaims, "This is what I use in the morning!"

Rieger was very moved, thank you, because of you, there is no need to make excuses where to see the floating spell.

Looking at Rigg with a proud face in front of him, Dean frowned worriedly, and silently swung a few detection spells to check that Rigg's body was not damaged before he was relieved.

In this way, it is not a magic learned after years of practice.

Or, did Rigg really learn it from watching other wizards use it?

Dean finally had to believe that maybe there really are geniuses in this world who were born in their Dai family.

The clansmen who originally made the replaceable quills in the hall also looked at Lige in awe. They all came from the growth stage, and they couldn't be more clear about what they can and cannot do.

At least one can learn magic spells at a glance, this is a field that they will never touch in their lives.

Dean changed his attitude of watching children play around at the beginning, and seriously asked Rieger that he would take Rieger to various literati houses for a walk tomorrow, instead of continuing to check quills in the old house, and learn about the business process of important industries That's what Rigg, the heir, should do.

The hall was harmonious and happy, only the blue-robed wizard who had just returned from the bathroom looked at his tidy desktop and was in pain.

It's over, it's over.

The blue-robed wizard never likes to tidy things up, but he knows exactly where things are placed.

Rieg thoughtfully put all the nibs in a small box when cleaning the table, but Rieg didn't know that the nibs made by the blue-robed wizard and the raw material nibs were spread out on the table by him.

Now, the exact same quill nibs are stacked one by one in the box, and the blue-robed wizard lasagna is crying, what's the matter?
Rigg and Dean, who had just finished discussing and returned to the lobby, were held back by the blue-robed wizard. They complained angrily that it wasn't that he didn't want to rush to work, but that his desk was cleaned up by someone as soon as he came back, so he couldn't tell which ones. What have you made?

Dean and Rigg looked at each other guiltily.

Dean asked, "Rig, what do you think?"

　Seeking a recommendation ticket for a monthly ticket! ! !What did you buy on Double Eleven?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)