Rig and Dean exchanged eyes for a few rounds, and finally lost the battle, and said in a hurry: "Maybe it's the iron belly to clean up the dinner plate together!" ”

Dean secretly gave a thumbs up.

Rig, who threw the pot in a second, just wanted to give himself a big thumbs up!

Just after cleaning up everyone's dinner plates, the iron belly who returned to the hall only silently took the coats in Dean and Rig's hands and sorted them out and hung them, and the coats that were cleaned and dusted, carefully maintained and magical, and even shiny in their own bulingbuling, stinged the last little bit of conscience of the old and the young.

Iron Belly didn't say a word, but it put a lot of pressure on Rig and Dean.

Air, stagnant!

Rig looked at Dean as if pleading.

Elder, Nana, help!

Dean closed his eyes in pain.

The Dai family's house-elves have always been all-powerful, and are often responsible for the teaching and companionship of their clansmen in their childhood.

As a result, the Dai family's house-elves are not the same as ordinary house-elves, and they are also regarded as members of the family.

Individual people with outstanding abilities will also become the first line of defense in the Dai clan village, stationed in the dragon head teleportation hall, like Rig, the strongest house-elf of their generation is named Three-Headed Dog, who is the offspring of Iron Belly.

The son is so good, Lao Tzu is naturally not bad.

Iron Belly is also a veteran of the Three Dynasties, growing up with Dean, Nigel and even Rig, which can be described as highly respected.

"Ha, haha," Dean said with an awkward smile as he thought wildly, "Rig still likes to joke hahaha, actually. ”

Dean with his wand in his hand and on a soft stool with his feet in his mouth, "We've got a new idea for replaceable quill nibs!" It can help the nib sell better! ”

From the weakness of the heart to the more passionate the more he talked, the more confident he became, the golden exploding head was extremely dazzling in the crystal light, and finally even Dean himself seemed to believe that they really had a new idea.

Pointing out the country, inspiring words, the dung was Malfoy back then!

Dean made a high-level live speech that stunned the people present, and his head followed Dean's wand left and right, left and right.

Iron Belly shook his head and continued to ship the finished replaceable quill.

The clansmen listened to the flatbread, but the more Rig listened, the more it tasted wrong.

No way? No way? No way?

There won't really be an elder who wants to dump the child twice, right?

Yes, that's it!

Dean gave Rig the final answer with an affirmative look, and his actions were in line with his thoughts.

With a smooth flick of his sleeves, Dean's wand points from above to Rig, deciding it's you!

The clansmen turned their heads to look at Rig in unison.

"Yes, that's right, let's invite our Dai family's prodigy and creator of replaceable quills Rig to talk about our new research and development ideas!"

Rig is really going to be laughed at, Jiang is still old and spicy, and he can't accept it.

Beat the drum to pass the flowers, and spend them to your own home.

Thankfully, Dean delayed for some time and gave Rig a chance.

As Dean spoke, Rig looked around and felt clear.

Maybe this is the effect of level 8 of understanding, the speed of thinking is faster, and it is easier to have a flash of inspiration.

The blue-robed wizard's painful grumbling flashed through Rig's mind, and the indistinguishable tip of his pen was highlighted.

That's the answer, and Rig knows it.

"Why did we develop a replaceable quill?" Rig asked.

The blue-robed wizard who rushed to answer for money was covered by his friend.

Rig shook his head, "Wrong, big mistake!" ”

"It's low, your level is too low!" Rig stepped on his stool and shouted, "We are making the lives of wizards more convenient, and we are going to change the wizarding world!" ”

"Of course it's better to have money." Rig added.

Looking at the bewildered eyes of his clansmen, Rig explained, "Look, can you find such a box of replaceable quill nibs?" ”

The blue-robed wizard who was in tears for a second said that he couldn't find it, and this answer was finally affirmed by Rig.

"If we as makers can't find it, how can the wizard who bought the quill find the nib he bought?"

The tribesmen fell into deep thought, the tribesmen were thoughtful, and the tribesmen were enlightened.

The clansmen looked at Rig with admiration, and of course, Dean who was finally relieved at the side.

Probably this is the level of the family prodigy Rig and the reliable elder Dean, I really misunderstood them.

The blue-robed wizard, who had just finished asking his friend what had happened before, thought admiringly.

Rig, who looked at the wizards present as if he had been successfully fooled, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but smile at Elder Dean, who was grinning and silently apologizing to him.

The direction has been set, and all that remains is R&D.

Rig told his father Nigel about his design ideas again, and he was shocked that Nigel's eyes were full of brilliance, and he sighed that it was worthy of Rig, that is, he could think of something he couldn't imagine.

Nigel and Dean urgently discuss how to modify the spell orientation to a specific nib in order to bring Rig's idea to life.

Mother Stephanie finally returned to the old mansion after checking the ledgers, ready to take over the responsibilities of Nigel and Dean, and take Rig to various literati residences to prepare for taking over the family business in the future.

Finally, before school starts.

As the caretaker of the Hogwarts hunting grounds, Hagrid is extremely tall and brings the rumored savior Harry Potter to Diagon Alley.

"Well, let me see."

After Hagrid and Harry walked out of the pungent smell of rotten eggs and rotten cabbage leaves, Hagrid checked Harry's back-to-school shopping list.

"Gringotts has been there, and the uniform robes have been bought." Hagrid carefully checked one by one.

Harry's face was a little ugly when he heard the robes.

I hope I don't meet that boy who is rude, speaks slowly, drags a long tongue, and is annoying!

Harry was indignant at the fact that he looked down on Hagrid!

"I've been to the Blotted bookstore too, so you're left with your wand...... Oh, by the way, I haven't bought you parchment or quills yet. Hagrid suddenly smiled mysteriously and dragged Harry to a newly renovated three-story shop in Diagon Alley.

The sign of this shop reads Literati House Quill Specialty Store, and the crooked handwriting seems to have been made by a child. The overall décor accentuates a lack of decorating, with a faint smell of ink and some kind of mild smell that Harry didn't know wafting from within.

Hagrid reluctantly opened the door, pushing Harry and rushing into the literati house.

Harry quickly dodged an adult wizard holding a bag of quills and shouted at Hagrid, who was already crowded enough to leave the counter of the quill shop in the Literati Habitat, "We must ......"

Harry was halfway through his sentence when he had to say sorry to the witch who had been stepped on several times by him, and the witch gave him a blank look and disappeared into the vast sea of people in the shop.

Hagrid shouted from a distance, "What did you say? We'll meet later, I'll go grab a quill for you first! ”

"Do we have to buy quills here?" Harry whispered in despair, unsoothing himself and letting himself levitate in the air, being pushed to the corner of a staircase.

A strange blonde boy is hiding behind the stairs to the second floor, observing the situation on the first floor.

"Hi, hello, do you know how to get to the front desk?" Harry reluctantly turned his face to the blonde boy who looked at him in astonishment.