I was inventing at Hogwarts

Harry, Ron and Hermione all turned to look at Rigg.

Rigg cleared his throat and sat up straighter.

Looking at the three people staring at him eagerly, he said slowly: "Nicholas Flamel, I know him."

Hagrid was not well then.

Principal Dumbledore, I'm sorry for you.

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Hagrid never expected that he would actually spill the beans.

It made him rub his wild, unkempt hair in annoyance, and he was angry with himself.

Thinking of Principal Dumbledore's trust in him, he looked at the foursome who had already begun to murmur.

Hagrid simply stood up and went to the cafeteria to eat.

Rigg said goodbye to Hagrid with a smile.

Harry and Ron were also happy to share with Hermione the joy of not having to eat rock biscuits today.

Just listening to their descriptions, Hermione felt like she had escaped death.

His little hands kept patting his chest.

Just as he was about to close the door for Hagrid, Rigg suddenly felt something in his heart.

"Hagrid, do you often sing the school song? Has Lu Wei heard it?"

Hagrid, who was sighing sadly and simmering soup, didn't understand why, and said angrily: "Yes, sometimes I sing. Lu Wei has been following me since he was a little boy, and he was there when I was working. "

"Ah!" Hermione suddenly realized.

That makes sense.

No wonder Lu Wei stopped when he was running with his back to the three-headed dog that day.

Harry and Ron didn't understand yet.

"Brother, do you know what they are talking about?"

"I don't know either." Harry was even more confused than Ron.

Hermione was speechless and gave a shudder. She couldn't figure out why her little friend was so stupid.

Harry and Ron screamed and squatted down, rubbing their foreheads miserably.

"It was all because of Rigg singing the school song to make Lu Wei stop so that we could run out of the room? Didn't you hear it?"

After hearing Hermione's question, Harry smiled honestly, "I heard you."

Ron also hugged his good brother Harry in agreement. Fortunately, he was with him.

Otherwise, it would be too retarded for me to not understand it.

Now at least they're two idiots, Ron thought happily.

Hermione looked at the sky speechlessly, no longer entangled with these two nervous friends, and looked at Rigg again.

"I think since we are at Hogwarts, professors should not let students get hurt."

Rigg said the explanation he had prepared long ago, "Can't the school song help identify people?"

"Of course, I wasn't sure either. The situation was too urgent at the time, so I gave it a try when inspiration came." Rigg added.

Hermione nodded, Rigg's explanation was enough to convince her.

"Let's go, let's go back and I'll introduce you to Nicoléme."

Rigg closed the door to Hagrid's hut and pushed Hermione back slowly.

Harry and Ron cheered, hit me once and I'll hit you, and ran away.

When he turned around and realized that Rigg and the others hadn't caught up yet, Harry started walking slowly, waiting for Hermione and Rigg to catch up.

"Today I not only found out that Quirrell has two intentions..."

Hermione, who finally caught up, quickly retorted to Harry: "Not sure yet."

But Harry wouldn't listen to her.

While jumping up and down, he counted on his fingers, "Today I not only found out that Quirrell has two intentions."

Hermione rolled her eyes wide.

"I also found out that Nicoléme is related to the thing guarded by Lu Wei. I will tell you my guess after dinner."

Rigg, who was finally able to tell the Philosopher's Stone, was so happy that he decided to eat an extra piece of pumpkin pie in the evening as well as a snack for Wonder.

It’s too miserable to have to eat cat food with him every day.

Fortunately, Harry's Hedwig was there, and he ordered a lot of cat treats for Miraculous via email.

I just arrived at the dormitory today.

Chatting with friends, time flies too fast.

Rigg always felt that they arrived at the auditorium within a few steps.

Sitting down in a familiar position, Rigg cut the steak and told the others about Nicole Flamel.

"Nicholas Flamel is a distant relative of my family, the Dai family."

Ron finally remembered at this moment, "So you are the blond boy from the Dai family!"

Mom recited it many times at home, and Ron also remembered it.

"Wow, it turns out that Wenrenju Quill Shop is yours." Ron was so envious.

Rigg has been in so many magical newspapers, even the Daily Prophet has reported on him.

"Then you must have a lot of replaceable quills, right?" Ron looked at Rigg eagerly.

Rigg waved his hand proudly, "I'll give you ten when I get back soon."

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Hermione looking at him with bright eyes, "I have them all. I'll get them for you tomorrow."

Hermione was so happy to have a few more quills, but in fact she had used half of her ten replaceable quills.

Hermione thanked Rigg sweetly.

Her fierce performance made Harry choke the spaghetti out of his nose.

"Ahem, cough, cough, have you used up five?" Harry coughed repeatedly, his emerald green eyes filled with tears.

Ron hurriedly wiped the spaghetti off himself.

"Merlin's boots, how did you use them? Why did I just finish one?"

Harry had a rare suspicion of life, and Rigg didn't dare to speak.

Rigg only used up three replaceable quills, and he thought he had worked very hard.

Rigg and the others looked at Hermione with admiration on their faces.

What a scroll king.

Hermione smiled proudly and urged Rigg to continue.

Rigg sorted out his thoughts and said: "Nicolas Flamel is not only a relative of my family. He is also a famous alchemist. I think his most famous work is the thing guarded by the three-headed dog Luwei."

Rigg protracted his voice and refused to give the answer for a long time.

Hermione and Harry were so anxious that they praised him for being handsome and begged for mercy, before slowly announcing the answer.

"Nicolas Flamel is the maker of the Philosopher's Stone."

The Philosopher's Stone is currently the highest level of alchemy's creation.

For thousands of years, the only alchemist known to have successfully produced the Philosopher's Stone was Nicolas Flamel.

This also made Nicolas Flamel famous.

The Philosopher's Stone can turn any metal into pure gold, and can also create the elixir of life, making those who drink it immortal forever.

When Rigg said that Nicolas Flamel and his wife were both over 600 years old, Harry, Hermione and Ron collectively let out a surprised gasp.

"More than 600 years old." Ron thought with awe, how many games of wizard chess must have been played.

"The Philosopher's Stone can turn stone into gold." Hermione thought she had found the reason why Quirrell or Snape wanted to steal the Philosopher's Stone.

Who wouldn't be moved after seeing this?

"Then next, we have to confirm why Quirrell wants to hurt Harry."

Rigg touched his chin.

Although he knew that the noseless man was behind Quirrell, Harry and the others didn't know.

"Stealing the Philosopher's Stone has nothing to do with Harry, unless there is some connection we don't know about."

Rigg determined the subsequent action plan of the foursome.

Quirrell never thought that his life could be so difficult.

Recommended votes for the ball, please keep reading! ! By the way, maybe Rigg's behavior doesn't look like an adult in many cases. This is for a reason, and it has to do with his time travel experience. But this part of the content will not be covered in the first volume, and it will be explained later.

Then, the book club is so talented. The joke I wrote in the book club group today was posted to the book club circle, and I also pinned it.