Rig told a long, long story, and he wasn't really bragging.

Although his storytelling is not as colorful and colorful as Ron's, from returning home from vacation to meet the famous alchemist Nicolamay, to successfully passing Nicolamay and returning to Hogwarts Castle...... These experiences and characters are legendary and wonderful enough, and Rig speaks dryly. Harry and Ron listened intently.

Thanks to the strange spells on the list of spells, Rig added an invisible bubble to their small table so that no one else could hear what they were talking about.

This is a spell that Nigel used to use, and when Rig was still at Hogwarts, he looked through the list of spells several times before he turned over this very useful soundproofing charm.

The butterbeer on the table belonged to Rig, and he was suffocated in the middle of the conversation, and even this did not quench his thirst, and Harry respectfully handed over his soda for Rig to enjoy.

Ron thought too, but he had already finished his juice in three or two sips when it was served, and now he could only move restlessly as if he had a thorn in his ass.

When it comes to their study life after returning to Hogwarts, Harry and Ron have no envy that Rig can return to Hogwarts.

They gazed in awe at the incomparably tall figure in front of them.

Rig licked his lips, feeling that there was not a drop of water in his mouth, and he felt like he could drink the black lake.

Standing up, Rig casually canceled the bubbles, and he turned his head to look around, looking for the lady Rosmerta he had seen when he entered the door.

The story goes that a thirsty Rig doesn't want a drink anymore, he just wants a glass of boiled water, or the kind of cold soda that Harry ordered.

Rig, who had just stood up, just glanced at the table next to him, and quickly sat down again, his hands on his legs obediently, his neck like a fixed nail, and he would never spin again.

Harry and Ron looked at Rig with bewildered expressions, "Rig, aren't you thirsty?" Let's move on! ”

Ron was so curious about the story of his alchemy studies that he wanted to know how Nicolame, the master alchemist, had been conquered by Rig.

Anyway, he doesn't need to learn. JPG

Rig rolled his eyes at the wall.

Ron could still turn to face them, and Rig, who was facing Professor Snape, could only turn around to face the whitewashed walls of the Three Broomsticks Bar that hadn't been refreshed for a long time.

"Don't look back, any of you." Rig's voice seemed to be squeezing out between his teeth, "Professor Snape's side is inconvenient. ”

"Shhhh

Ron grinned, his nose furrowed, he probably knew what Rig was seeing.

Only one of the three knew nothing.

Curious baby Harry, he was about to turn his head to see what was going on, when his good brother Ron twisted his head back.

Slowly turning around, Lig, who was no longer facing the wall, heard a crisp "click" with a frightened look.

Harry touched his nose, "Looks like my neck is better?" ”

After sleeping in the cupboard for an unknown amount of time, Harry's neck hurt every time he moved for the past two days, but fortunately Ron helped him straighten it out.

Harry felt much more relaxed now.

Rig looked at Harry and Ron, who were disapproving with awe, and marveled at the strength and protection of the wizard's body.

Is this all right?

"Nothing happened."

The expressionless Professor Snape didn't know when he came behind Harry, and his deep voice startled Ron and almost jumped on the spot.

"I hope you still have one last bit of brain to think about."

Professor Snape, who spoke, lowered his eyes and looked at the three little wizards in front of him, "I'll wait for you at the door first." With that, he ran away and walked briskly out of the door of the Three Broomsticks Bar.

If it weren't for Professor Snape's messy clothes, which reminded Rig of the flower girl he had seen in his previous life who met the gangsters, Rig might have believed Professor Snape's words.

"Nothing happened, alas......" Miss Rosmerta spun around as she followed Professor Snape's footsteps, looking at Snape's back with regret, her broad robes fluttering in mid-air.

Her carefully outlined eyebrows were raised, and her long eyelashes flickered a few times, "So, a few little wizards, what do you want to do?" ”

Before the embarrassment of Ron could speak, Ms. Rosmerta shook her finger, the color of red blooming on her fingertips, "Wine is not okay, some soda?" Or do you want something to eat? ”

Satisfied with the soda's answer, Ms. Rosmerta swayed her dress and returned to the bar.

The three little wizards who sat stiffly breathed a sigh of relief together, none of them had ever coped with the experience of such a mature woman, and Harry's mind was blank because of the momentum of Lady Rosmerta.

After a while, three glasses of iced soda were delivered, and there was no one interested, and Ms. Rosmerta suddenly disappeared, not shuttling around the first floor to deliver wine, but letting the plate float in mid-air on its own.

As soon as the soda was served, Harry and Ron placed it in front of Rig, who carefully recalled the previous story.

He shook his head, "In the end, I passed Nicolame's test and helped Headmaster Dumbledore send us our report cards and comments. ”

When Ron heard this, he let out a grief and fell to the table without moving, "How good it would be if you delayed for a few days! ”

Ron only hated that he wasn't Rig because he was procrastinating, otherwise he would have been able to live happily ever after a few more days.

Now that the happy life is gone, Ron can only think of Mrs. Weasley holding the iron pot and Professor Snape smiling without smiling in the future.

"At the same time, I went bankrupt because of my study plan."

Rig ignored the wailing Ron, and he felt like his heart was bleeding as soon as he remembered the list that Nicolame had given. Everything seemed to disappear in front of him, and the sound was gone, except for Jin Garon waving to him and flying away......

Harry and Ron looked at each other, and now they had one more reason not to envy Rig.

Money.

Harry, who had been with friends and had seen the magical village of Hogsmeade, was already satisfied, and he looked at the door of the bar, the huge glass window reflecting the sunset, "Thank you." ”

Harry's voice was very weak, and Rig and Ron, who had already canceled the soundproofing spell bubble, could only see Harry's lips move.

"Harry, what did you just say?"

Rig asked curiously as he poured the last glass of soda into his mouth.

"I say thank you!"

After doing a long time of mental construction, Harry, who was a little shy, shouted out this sentence. The noisy bar suddenly fell silent, and countless wizards who had been chatting just now looked at the back of Harry's head as he suddenly stood up.

Soon, the bar was lively again, only this time it was different from the previous one, and the kind wishes and compliments overwhelmed Harry and Rig, Harry's dazed face turned red, and he waved goodbye to every wizard he didn't know.

This is Hogsmeade.

Stepping out of the three broomsticks, Rig looked at the scene in front of him.

"This sunset is so beautiful."

Dead line, indeed the first productive force, never thought to be able to write so fast

Ask for a recommendation ticket and a monthly pass, hurry up and go to sleep, I'm sleepy!