Chapter Eighty-One: Flying Vinegar

“YOU JUMP, I JUMP。”

As soon as Rig reached out his hand, he remembered the meme, and he looked at Hermione with a smile on his face.

Hermione's face flushed again.

She didn't know about it, but Rig looked at her intently and said she was going to jump down.

She felt her face burn, and Hermione touched her face a little embarrassed and held out her hand.

Her hand was on Rig's.

The girl's fingers are white and delicate, her nails are neatly trimmed, and the flesh is a healthy pale pink.

As soon as she got on it, Hermione noticed that Rig's palm was much larger than her own, and she just squeezed it lightly and wrapped her hand in the palm of her hand.

Rig's gaze passed through Hermione, biting her lower lip, with Harry and Ron behind her.

Harry was whistling at the ceiling, Ron was grinning at him, and both of them were going to die of Rig's greasy taste.

Ron said silently with his lips, let Rig be normal and not get sick.

Harry nodded in agreement.

I don't know what's wrong with Rig, but he and Ron both look weird anyway.

Marvel sat in the corner, looking curiously through the transparent, occasional ripples of invisibility cloak.

Seeing the master holding the hands of the others, Marvel rolled his ears a little unhappily.

Before leaving, Rig opened the invisibility cloak and covered her body, so that no professor would come to inspect and find out the wonder.

Before jumping this time, Harry wittily took off his and Ron's scarves, preparing to give the devil's net a thrill.

Rig was about to take off her scarf, but Hermione shook her head and said she had a spell that worked.

It was still a bit cold tonight, and Harry and Ron shivered as soon as they took off their scarves.

All set, Rigra jumped on Hermione.

Just as they were about to land, Rig cast a levitation charm on them.

An invisible wind surrounded Rig and Hermione, and Hermione's long hair was slightly blown up, like a goddess in a mythological story.

Rig carefully chose a place where there were not many devil nets as their landing place, and the feet of the two people slowly touched the ground and stopped.

As soon as Hermione raised her wand, Harry and Ron screamed and fell.

When he came down, because he knew that there was a devil's net cushion, Ron was still laughing, enjoying the joy of falling.

Who knew that it was so coincidental that he was the chosen one.

Harry landed early, and before he could stomp on it, he began to wave his fire-enchanted Gryffindor scarf.

The surrounding Devil's Net was forced back by Harry.

Coincidentally, Ron landed very close to Harry.

Ron looked down at the clearing that was gradually getting closer below, and Harry, who was still in high spirits to fight the devil's net to take revenge, and his laughter turned into crying.

Ron cried out, "Ah————hh

By the time he screamed, Ron was close to the ground.

Rig and Hermione looked up at Ron, who had fallen from his teeth and claws, and burst out laughing.

We don't usually laugh.

Unless you can't help it.

Hermione laughed so hard that she forgot to hide her two bunny teeth.

Usually she wouldn't laugh so much in front of Rig, so as not to be seen.

Rig laughed and applied a levitation charm to Ron seconds before he hit the ground.

As a result, Ron "Pia" landed face down and steadily.

With Rig to save Ron, Hermione is relieved to clean up the devil's net around her and Rig.

Hermione laughed, drawing her wand.

She waved quickly, words in her mouth, and a blue bellflower-like flame shot out from the tip of her wand.

Flames flew around her and Rig.

In a matter of seconds, the vines around them were flinching away from the light and warmth, unentangling them away from the firelight.

"Oh." Ron rubbed his nose, which had been slapped on the ground again, and tears were pouring out of his eyes.

But the ache quickly faded, and Ron rubbed his face as he recalled.

Was it his delusion?

How does he remember the last time he was on the ground?

Harry tugged at his scarf pitifully and waited for Ron to rub his face, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry. I was thinking about dealing with the Devil's Net, but I didn't expect you to need the Devil's Net as a mat. ”

Harry wanted to say a few more words, but Ron wiped away his tears and waved his hand, "I'm okay again, don't apologize." Let's move on to the next level. ”

Ron is still very open-minded and never takes his friends seriously.

Thinking about the Quidditch level that followed, Ron had itchy hands.

He hadn't had time to fly on the pitch for a long time.

Ron urged the other three to keep going.

Seeing that Ron was really fine, Harry stopped apologizing.

Just silently remember in my heart to get Ron a few more big chicken legs tomorrow.

The boys walked through the familiar stone hallway that had appeared many times in Rig's dreams.

After failing to break through the last level, Rig returned to the dormitory and pondered how to pass this level countless times.

Thankfully, Professor Flitwick gave him inspiration last time.

Not long after the few people left, it was the brightly lit room with countless fluttering gem bird keys.

Ron and Harry cheered and ran to the corner where the broomsticks were kept.

They're more like they're here to play than to beat the levels.

Harry and Ron are chasing me and I'm chasing you in the sky, dodging and flying over countless gem birds.

It wasn't until he was sweating slightly that Harry looked down at Rig and Hermione and shouted, "We're done warming up." ”

Maybe after staying with Rig for a long time, Harry has also changed a little.

Harry defined his play with Ron as a warm-up before finding the key, and Hermione was speechless.

If it weren't for Rig telling her to calm down, don't worry.

The first time Ron crashed into Harry's broomstick, Hermione was going to give these two foolish fellows who only knew how to play a good look.

Rig clapped his hands and motioned for Harry and Ron to come down first.

Ron reluctantly flew down.

Although this broom is also very old, it is much better than the broken broom used in their flying lessons.

When Harry and Ron joined them, Rig led the three of them to the heavy wooden door across the room.

Rig put Hermione's hand on the handle of the wooden door, leaving Harry and Ron standing behind Hermione.

Not knowing what Rig was trying to do, Harry and Ron were nervous.

Hermione's palms began to sweat as well.

"The key that Professor Flitwick kissed is flying!"

With Rig's Flying Spell, a "bird" flying on the top of the corner of the room rushed straight towards Rig's hand.

Rig was quick-eyed and wrapped his scarf around his hand so that he didn't get a hole in his hand from being cut by the gem key with its sharp, sharp head.

By the time Rig grabbed the key, which was still struggling, the other keys in the room suddenly stopped.

Rig slid the key into the keyhole in the door, and Hermione reflexively twisted it.

The door opened.

The keys to the room began to tremble and turn towards the foursome who were still in the doorway.