i invent at hogwarts

Chapter 136 The Professor is Invited
The Hogwarts Owl Hut is located on the top floor of the West Tower, a circular stone room where the owls of the school and students reside and rest.

From the top of the eighth-floor tower, Rigg stomped up a narrow spiral staircase to the owl shack.

He really rarely comes here, isn't Harry's Hedwig delicious?Why run so far.

Tauren is number one in the world!

After entering the shed, Rieg frowned uncomfortably.The floor of the shady shack was covered with owl droppings, and the house-elves couldn't clean up as fast as the owls were free to throw bombs.

The excrement was mixed with the scattered straw and the mouse bones that the owl had eaten. Rigg could only bounce around and choose the place to step down, and walked forward cautiously.

After taking a few steps, he directly floated himself up and gave up this minesweeper game.

Thanks to the previous night tour, Rieger has rich personal experience in floating now, and his wrist moves without thinking.

The blank parchment was also unfolded and enlarged, floating above Rigg's head, firmly covering Rieg and his half-empty small suitcase.

Prudence comes first, and Lige doesn't want to try the taste of a golden gallon from the sky.

He slowly floated to the center of the clearing, moving the parchment a little so as not to block his view.

When he adjusted the angle, Rigg raised his head, and he could see the top of the shed, on the perches made of unknown wood, full of owls and unknown birds.

It's a bird, it's an owl!

See you this time, there are a lot less owls, probably most of the students have taken their owls away.

Harry of Martha almost forgot his Hedwig, and was slapped by Hedwig's angry wings on the Hogwarts train home at the end.

When Rieger came to the owl shack for the first time, there were at least a thousand owls perched on it, countless feathers fluttering and falling, and curious round eyes flickered on it.

"I need to mail the transcripts and comments from the third grade to the fifth grade."

Rigg cleared his throat and said loudly. As his voice spread to high places, countless owls and birds became restless. Rigg heard hoarse calls and sharp long whistles, as well as crisp cuckoo cuckoo.

After a while, some owls came out from the crowded group of owls. They seemed to know that they were going to send letters for these grades, and they flapped their wings and stopped on the branch directly opposite Lige.

"Um, then, George Weasley?" Rieger tried to read a student's name as instructed by Headmaster Dumbledore.

A big bird that looked haggard flew out, its feathers were messed up, as if it had been rubbed severely by someone.

It flew in front of Rigg, raised one foot, and waited for Rigg to tie the transcript and comments to his feet.

"Is Hagrid so powerful?" Rieg was very surprised. He knew that owls in the wizarding world could understand wizards' words, but he didn't expect that Hagrid could train an owl to give specific instructions.

Since this batch of transcripts is made of special materials, Rieger had to enlarge the large language parchment to wrap the transcripts so that the owl could take them away with him.

While chaining the letter, Rieg shook his head.

Professor McGonagall, who customized these special stationery, certainly didn't think of how much work it was. She just couldn't bear the stupidity and sloppiness of those little wizards after getting to know Rigg and Hermione, and she hoped that the family could give these The little wizards tightened their strings.

If it weren't for him, the little wizard who was brought back to Hogwarts by Nicolas May, Snape and other professors who came to work in turn would definitely look even more stinky on the faces of scumbags like Ron.

Just looking at it will remind you of the amount of work you have done.

Rigg was only fortunate that there were not many newborns and Muggle children with wizarding potential in the British wizarding world every year, otherwise it would have taken him about two days just to send the letter.

Now, Rieg looked at the letters in his hand, there were only more than 100 letters, he thought optimistically.

It was slowly getting dark, and Rieg sacrificed his entire afternoon to successfully deal with those letters.

As soon as the small suitcase in his hand was emptied, Rieg hurried back.

Meals can be eaten at any time, what kind of comments Professor Snape gave Ron and them is what Rigg cares about.

Rieg, who became the king of Jijiji, hurried back to the auditorium, passed through the gate of the auditorium and the empty hourglass of the college cup, and Rieger took a closer look, and his steps became more brisk.

On the empty teacher's desk, two stacks of parchment and report cards lay there quietly.

Lige, who quickened his pace, went straight to the destination. As soon as he picked up the latest stack of transcripts and comments, Lige had the happiest smile on his face. The breath can go up to 8 floors.

Coincidentally, the stack of transcripts and comments that Rigg took was from the first grade, and Snape probably put them upside down in the order they were written, so the transcript of Rigg's long-awaited good brother Ron is here. First.

As for his comments, other professors were more polite, and Professor Snape only had a short sentence.

"Come to my office after school starts."

Rigg also compared Neville's picture horizontally. Snape was just as angry, but far less angry than when he thought of Ron's blown cauldron after pumping up his blood pressure.

Neville's card was still only through the back of the paper, and Rieger touched Ron's comment.

Broken, really broken.

Being able to cut through the tough parchment, Rigg sympathetically and joyfully lit a wax for his good brother Ron.

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"So, that's all there is?"

The sudden appearance of Headmaster Dumbledore startled Rigg. He was so engrossed in watching Snape's remarks to the other little wizards that he didn't hear Headmaster Dumbledore's footsteps at all.

Smiling, Dumbledore took out a box of cockroaches from his pocket and stuffed it to Rigg who was still smiling. Rigg's smile froze on his face.

He was full of resistance and tried to reject this gift that was said to be full of the principal's "love", but in the end he failed to accept Dumbledore's strong recommendation.

With a face full of pain, Rieg pinched the corners of the box with his index finger and thumb, put on a mask of pain, "Uh oh..."

He grinned at the cockroach that was still trembling on the edge of the box as if it was about to break out of the box, and quickly looked away after only one glance.

If anything in this world deserves to die, it's cockroaches, flies, mosquitoes, and Voldemort.

Oh, and had to add cilantro.

As the headmaster of Hogwarts, Dumbledore actually has the authority to know the movements of every registered student and professor in the school, but he usually does not use this authority in order to leave some privacy for teachers and students.

Now he came to find Lige, and of course he didn't come here specially to deliver the cockroaches.

Dumbledore led Rigg out, talking as he walked.

　Fortunately, caught up.

　　It took a day because of the breakup, and I didn't save the manuscript in the end, and I have to go back to work tomorrow.Let's see if I can save some manuscripts the day after tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)