Chapter Forty-Nine: Master Rig
Harry picked up the gleaming silver fabric from the floor.
It was strange to the touch, as if it had been woven with water.
Hermione also touched it curiously, and began to think about it.
"I think I've seen this somewhere."
Ron, who had half a loaf of bread in his mouthful, muttered, "This must be an invisibility cloak, you can try it on." ”
There was a look of awe on his face, and Hermione suddenly realized when he heard it.
Harry draped the Cloak of Invisibility over his shoulders, and Rig motioned for him to look at himself.
"Look down!"
Harry looked down at his feet, and just as he had transported Noble that day, he was gone.
He rushed to the mirror that was not broken.
That's right, in the mirror, only his head hangs in mid-air, and his body is completely invisible.
Harry pulled the cloak of invisibility over his head again, and he disappeared completely from the mirror.
If he hadn't seen the Transfiguration Charm, Harry would have thought the Cloak of Invisibility was so cool.
It's exactly the magic item he dreamed of when he was a child.
But after experiencing the Illusion Charm, the Illusion Charm can also achieve the same effect.
The invisibility cloak doesn't smell good at once.
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"There's a note!"
Rig's eyes were sharp, and at a glance he could see the slip of paper that was falling.
"A note has fallen out of it!"
Harry took off his robe and grabbed the letter.
In a long, slender, looped font he had never seen before, the following lines were written:
Your father left this thing for me before he died.
It should be returned to you now.
Use it well.
Merry Christmas belated.
There is no attribution.
But it was clear that it was given to him by Headmaster Dumbledore.
Harry stared at the note, and Ron marveled at the Cloak of Invisibility.
Ron, who has never experienced the illusion spell, still thinks that the invisibility cloak is the coolest in the world.
"If I can get something like this, I don't want anything."
Halfway through speaking, Ron felt that Harry was not as happy as he had imagined, and wondered, "What's wrong with you?" ”
"Nothing." Harry said in a low mood.
He remembered his parents.
Did his father also use the Cloak of Invisibility, and what was he doing with it?
Rig watched Harry hang his head, patted him on the shoulder, and took the initiative to talk about Harry's favorite Quidditch right now.
Harry also knew that Rig was comforting himself, nodded and reluctantly agreed.
It's just that the longing for his parents is still haunting him, and it's hard to get out.
When it comes to Quidditch, Ron is in full swing.
Although Ron himself is not very good flying, Ron likes to comment on the performance of the players.
picked up the baguette and pointed at the country, and there were few who flew well in his mouth.
Only two of Ron's favourite players from the Quidditch team get a makeshift rating from his mouth.
The more Ron spoke, the more excited he became.
The already cold baguette slammed into Harry's head.
Harry burst into tears as if the troll's wooden stick had hit him on the head that day.
Harry immediately got up and rushed over to show Ron a good look.
Hermione, who was slowly eating breakfast, avoided the two daredevils with a look of disgust.
Harry's little worry quickly dissipated.
After the herbal medicine class, I forgot even the small package of the invisibility cloak in the greenhouse.
Thanks to Neville looking around for his Gryffindor scarf with the memory ball, Harry touched it too.
Spotted the glow of the memory ball red.
Rig and Hermione helped Harry get things right, from textbooks to replaceable quills......
Standing and discussing until Ron had changed positions countless times, Harry remembered the invisibility cloak, which was no longer fragrant.
Rig sighed helplessly, and Hermione's eyes were as big as usual, and she looked shocked.
They never imagined that Harry would be able to forget about the Cloak of Invisibility in the greenhouse.
When Harry came back from the Cloak of Invisibility, the four of them went to the cafeteria for lunch.
At this time, there are no young wizards gathered in front of the Academy Cup.
The melons that should be eaten have been eaten, and the little badgers are chasing the next big melon.
The quartet split at the entrance of the auditorium.
Harry and Ron say they're going back to the dormitory, and Ron is looking forward to the effect of his invisibility cloak.
Hermione, on the other hand, went straight to the library in her own style.
Towards the end of the semester, Hermione's revision plan had not yet completed the third round.
It made her anxious.
Rig prepares to meet the Twins in the Charms classroom as agreed.
As he walked, he wondered what the twins were looking for him.
I remembered several meetings and mentioned the blonde kid.
Rig understood, eighty percent because of the replaceable quill.
George and Fred, the two Weasley twins, are characters that cloud fans Rig rarely knows.
Weasley Fireworks Stream was the only game deck he played well in his previous life.
Thinking about that brilliant mischievous firework, Rig had a great idea.
By the time Rig slowly slipped into the Charms classroom, the Twins had been waiting for Rig for a long time.
George and Fred put their desks together and rested on them.
Not to mention Wood's recitative speech, Fred couldn't even remember what his name was.
George, who was covered in stinky sweat, also had a blank brain.
Wood had wanted to train them for a long time, but he couldn't catch the two loaches.
Often run away by the twins as soon as they slip through the smoke.
This time, I finally caught the two of them, and immediately practiced all morning.
The twins' brooms never touched the ground.
By the time the training was over, the twins had not even eaten before rushing to the Charms classroom.
After resting for a while, I felt more tired.
George muttered to Fred, "Why don't you release the Rig pigeons today?" ”
Just then, Rig entered.
I heard the door creak and creak open.
George barely opened one eye, glanced at the doorway, and instantly gasped.
Whatever you say, Rigrig is here.
I saw that it was Rig coming.
George felt his aching muscles, gasped in pain, and nudged Fred beside him.
"Don't sleep, Rig is here."
Fred was just closing his eyes and not wanting to get up when he heard the door open.
Rig had kindly wanted to help the twins down.
As soon as his hand touched the wet and smelly school robe, Rig shook his head and let go of his hand.
"Get up, you're looking for me."
George and Fred sat up with each other's arms.
Like seventy or eighty, slowly move to the chair on the ground.
Rig almost couldn't hold back a laugh, the twins were in slow motion at this moment.
It reminds him of a sloth called Lightning in an animation he watched in his previous life.
George respectfully moved a chair for Rig.
When Rig sat down, Fred asked, "We came to you to ask, do you know who invented the replaceable quill?" ”
George moved his body and felt better, and folded his hands against Rig.
"Please, please, if you don't bother, can you introduce us to the inventor?"
Fred, who didn't expect George to be so straightforward, hurriedly added: "We have no malicious intentions, but we also like to invent some gadgets, and we want to see if the master can guide us." ”
Looking at the twins' respectful appearance, Rig suppressed a smile.
Following Malfoy's arrogant look, he said slowly, "That's the master who invented the replaceable quill, and ordinary people can't see it......"
The twins looked disappointed, in fact, they had already thought of this result.
Just think about how hard it was to meet Headmaster Dumbledore and other famous wizards, and they just gave it a try.
Rig's voice changed, "But it's not hard for you to see it. ”
Twins' eyes lit up.