I was inventing at Hogwarts

Harry ran blindly and happened to come to the edge of the cave wall.

Hearing Ron's yell, he grabbed the flying green ball and hit it against the wall.

The excellent dynamic vision brought by the Quidditch Seeker training helped Harry a lot. No flying green ball could escape his deadly hand.

With the rhythmic banging sound, Harry was surrounded by green balls that were unconscious and trembling from time to time.

If it weren't for the physical pain, Harry would even find it quite amusing.

Rigg and Hermione's attempts came to fruition. The green ball's weakness was indeed flame.

A raging flame ignited around the relieved Rigg and Hermione, and the green ball burned by the flames froze in place, shrinking motionless.

Rigg felt a little regretful, thinking that he shouldn't have used such huge fire to attack the lonely green ball in the first place, and he didn't know why Professor Sprout raised this plant.

The green ball looked almost ripe, dripping with light green juice.

Finally able to land, Rigg and Hermione directed the flames to fly towards Ron and Harry.

Ron also dodged a flying green ball, put his hand to his mouth and loudly said, "I know, this is a jumping bulb."

This magical plant is very common in inaccessible areas where wizards are active, but due to the continuous expansion of the scope of Muggle activities.

Growing up, Ron rarely saw these bouncing balls.

Because many jumping bulbs were immobilized by Rigg and the others, Ron was finally able to stand up.

"Use fire! Hopping bulbs are afraid of fire."

Ron was smugly proud of his wit, he rarely found the answer before Rigg and Hermione.

When he looked up, Ron was finally no longer surrounded by dancing bulbs. Instead, he saw Rigg and Hermione coming hand in hand with flames.

He curled his lips unhappily and touched his body, grimacing in pain.

Harry was actually happy to hear Ron's voice and stopped playing his fighting games.

He took off his scarf and used his most proficient fire spell.

The Fire Spell can cause the cursed object to heat up rapidly the moment it is touched, with a strong burning sensation, but it does not emit real flames.

The scarf Harry waved did not have the good effect he expected.

The green ball just paused and flew towards him angrily.

Harry was hit right in the face by the bouncing bulb, and his nose was almost crooked.

He covered his face and squatted down. Because his nose was hit, the pain reached his eyes and he could not control the tears.

Harry, who was in tears, was saved by Rigg who finally crossed the sea of ​​jumping balls.

Rigg controlled the flame to rotate around Harry with extremely high temperature, and the dancing bulbs around him stopped moving.

Harry was finally able to wipe away the tears from the beating.

The foursome finally met at the edge of the cave where it had calmed down.

After wiping his tears, Harry put on his glasses and hissed uncontrollably.

Ron, who was limping over, was also breathing in constantly.

When I was jumping in the sea of ​​bulbs, I got used to being hit because I was getting hit all the time.

There is also a bit of masochistic pleasure.

After Rigg and Hermione had surrounded all the jumping bulbs and were no longer attacked, Ron felt the pain continue to spread.

Finally, every part of my body hurt.

Ron, who was moving slowly, even wanted to let Rigg float him forward, but this was a waste of Rigg's magic power, so he could only continue to move forward sadly.

Harry and Ron were resting and relieving the pain in their bodies, while Rigg and Hermione were discussing with frowns on their faces.

This level was completely different from the ones they had stepped on before.

Hermione didn't know what happened in these few days that made the professor abandon the prepared levels and rearrange them.

Instead, Rigg had an idea. He licked his dry lips and said, "Could it be that Voldemort can't wait any longer?"

Rigg was a little worried about the disappearance of his old friends, the devil's vines.

"As you can see, the castle is shaking and smoking today. Quirrell never did this before."

Rigg said slowly while looking at Hermione in front of him, and the two suffering brothers Harry and Ron, who were supporting each other, also pricked up their ears.

"We may have to meet a more anxious and irrational Voldemort."

Harry opened his mouth in realization, "You mean..."

As soon as he said the beginning, Harry's face wrinkled up and he gently rubbed his nose with his hand.

"Yes, because Voldemort was defeated by us in the Forbidden Forest, he did not get the blood of the unicorn to supplement his strength. So he will be more eager for the Sorcerer's Stone. Remember Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall?"

Rigg touched his chin and analyzed, "I guess Voldemort was no longer prepared to hide his identity because of his injury and extreme weakness, so he used more powerful magic to forcefully pass the level. He felt that he had no time..."

Ron shuddered.

The person who cannot be told is the nightmare of every little British wizard. Even if he is not afraid at first, he will be afraid because of the attitude of adults.

"Keep moving forward. If this is the case, we will get the answer as we move forward."

Rigg waved his hand briefly, signaling to continue moving forward.

There was no point in continuing to speculate, they still had to move forward to verify his idea and pursue Voldemort.

With this warning in mind, the foursome moved forward cautiously.

The next level was supposed to be Professor Flitwick's gem key, but Rigg was not sure what it would become now.

Passing through the cold stone passage, there was the brightly lit room with flying gem birds that Li Ge and the others had visited countless times.

This time, as soon as they came in, their mouths opened wide in surprise.

Although the previous room did not have any complicated decorations, the overall elegant design and the dark patterned curtains could still vaguely reveal Professor Flitwick's taste.

The wooden door at this level is also the most beautiful that Lige and the others have ever seen, with beautiful wood grain and rounded handles.

Now, the entire classroom is in ruins.

Two of the broomsticks that Rigg and the others had seen were broken, and the branches of another one were scattered on the ground.

Ron and Harry looked heartbrokenly at the three broomsticks that were completely unusable.

Rigg and Hermione looked at each other, "You see what I said is right."

Rigg pointed at the broken gem bird.

They walked forward gently, and the entire open space in the classroom was filled with the remains of those keys.

Broken wings, half of the key handle, and in the distance, Ron pointed at the door and asked in surprise: "Did Voldemort just blow the door to pieces?"

His jaw dropped.

The wooden door seemed to be put back together again due to some magic spell, and there was even a gap in the middle.

Rigg pulled the broken pieces of the wooden door with his hand. He was able to pull them open a little, but they were quickly sucked back.

Just from this wooden door, Rigg could see Professor Flitwick's anxiety. He just pieced together a door and didn't even have time to restore the door to its original state, let alone repair the keys.

"So, how are we going to get there?" Harry asked confused.

Rigg looked at the pineapple next to the door with a strange expression.

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