I was inventing at Hogwarts

Rigg and the other three looked at each other.

This basket of pineapples looks so familiar.

Hermione also saw the pineapple she used. The leaves on it were broken and the pineapple was shrunken.

There are pineapples, so they seemed to have some guesses about how to get there.

Several people looked at each other, but no one tried it. Finally, Rigg stood up.

Harry said "No way" and cast expectant eyes on Rigg.

Hermione made a mistake during the exam, and they all knew it.

Ron couldn't put down the pineapple while he was floating. After putting down the pineapple, he had to use all his strength to suck the pineapple, which made his face turn red. He couldn't float again until he finished buffering and reading the article.

He was only able to finish the exam thanks to Merlin's beard.

So he waved his hands repeatedly to indicate that he would not cause any trouble.

Harry completed the exam normally, but he was not sure what grade Professor Flitwick would give him.

Rigg is different, he is Professor Flitwick's favorite good student, he must be a perfect score.

As everyone watched, Li Ge floated a pineapple and danced skillfully in the air like he did during the exam.

This trick was somewhat effective, the hole in the middle of the door was enlarged, but it was not big enough for a little wizard to bend down and get through.

Rigg controlled Pineapple to tap dance twice more, but the door opening remained unchanged.

Still the same size as before.

Rigg put down the pineapple with some distress. It seemed that tap dancing alone was not enough.

"So, we have to look for clues again. Professor Flitwick cannot design a level that is impossible to pass."

Hermione scanned the classroom for possible clues.

The problem with this classroom now is that it is too messy, with all kinds of debris covering the entire floor, Hermione kept thinking.

Harry smiled as he strolled around the classroom, his shoulders immediately relaxing.

Professor Flitwick probably just ran out of time, so he temporarily selected this pineapple from the materials on hand, but the effect was remarkable.

Harry and Ron immediately became less nervous, and Ron even ran to the door and looked behind him.

Familiar materials and interesting levels, they can even imagine the smile on Professor Flitwick's face when he designed this level.

With a little bit of difficulty and a little bit of bad taste, if other first-year wizards come here, they will run away when they see this level.

It's a school year nightmare.

Ron, who was looking around, picked up a pineapple and pressed it in the middle of the door, trying to see if he could jam the door and let them through.

Something magical happened. When Ron pressed the pineapple to the door, the entire door began to glow slightly.

The cracks in the broken wooden door above the doorway gradually connected into a broken line.

Ron pressed the pineapple at a loss and stammered: "Look!"

Hermione, who was bending down to rummage through the debris, and Harry, who was trying to climb the window railing in the distance, both looked at Ron.

Rigg, who was sitting next to Ron and inspecting the pineapple, also raised his head and was overjoyed when he saw the fold line.

He floated the pineapple in his hand again, following the angle of the fold line up and down.

The pineapple tap danced in the air, and the light on the door became brighter and brighter.

When Rige controlled the pineapple to cross the last fold line, the light on the door suddenly dimmed.

Countless pieces of wood lost the traction of the magic spell and fell to the ground.

One of the pieces hit Ron's little toe, causing him to jump around holding his feet.

It hurts, it hurts so much.

The door shattered and the door opened.

Harry happily slid down the railing and ran towards Rigg and the others, while Hermione also pulled out her feet from the thick rubble of gems.

Ron immediately regretted coming here today. He could brag about this for the rest of his life!

He cracked the level that Rigg, Hermione and Harry didn't understand!

Ron felt all the pain in his body disappear. He was able to do it again, and even felt that he could fight ten trolls now.

Ron was complacent, and Rigg and the others did not hesitate to praise Ron, which was really a big help.

Without Ron, they didn't know how long they would have to stay at this level. Professor Flitwick probably didn't expect that their ideas were so strange, and he made countless difficulties out of thin air by relying on his imagination.

Rigg remembered that he went to an escape room with his friends in his previous life. They were stuck in a certain level in the middle for a long time and could not find the final password, so they had to ask the boss for help.

The boss was silent for a minute and asked: "Didn't you see the number 1234 on the lantern at the door? No one has ever been stuck here."

Maybe this is because smart people tend to think too much, Rigg sighed and looked at Hermione.

The quartet carefully stepped over the fragments of the door and continued forward.

When they walked a little further, they heard a noise behind them.

The broken door was put back together again.

As Harry walked forward, he suddenly had a question, "How do you think Voldemort got there?"

The four of them looked at each other, yes, how did Voldemort get there.

Isn't it also controlling the pineapple to tap dance?

Pfft.

They are professionals at holding back laughter unless they can't help it.

Fortunately, Voldemort, who was trying to use his remaining brain and reason to think about how to pass the penultimate level, didn't know what Rigg and the others were thinking.

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Ron laughed out loud and couldn't help imagining the He-Who-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named dancing like a pineapple.

Harry's green eyes were also smiling, only Hermione was unhappy.

She vowed to practice more levitation spells when she got back.

Rigg had a smile on his face and did not relax his hand. He kept holding the wand facing forward.

No one knows where Voldemort has passed the level. He might appear at the next corner.

In the dark room, the group of four crept forward.

This level should be Ron's best wizard chess.

Nervous Ron began to mutter something, reviewing the chess routines he had studied before.

Hermione looked sideways at Ron, not expecting that Ron would also use his brain seriously.

Soon, after walking a dozen steps forward, the room was lit up again.

As soon as the light came on, Hermione covered her eyes with some discomfort, and Rigg put his hands on her eyes.

He felt Hermione's feather-like eyelashes scratching the palm of his hand, feeling a little itchy.

The three wizards who covered the light with their hands and looked in front of them sighed with emotion.

"Merlin's beard/socks/brief briefs!"

Rigg and Ron squinted at Harry, who was the last one to speak. This was not the first time Harry had said such a strange combination.

Harry, who grew up in the Muggle world, scratched his head in confusion and asked Ron, "Isn't that what you said? I thought any combination would work?"

Ron's face turned red, "Yes, yes, but..."

What Harry said every time was a bit too much for Ron, who was innocent and prone to overthinking.

Rigg slowly lowered his hand covering Hermione's eyes, and Hermione opened her eyes.

"Merlin's wig."

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I'm sleepy, I was thinking about the outline until three o'clock yesterday, and I was woken up again early this morning.

But there is good news, I have no sheep! I guess I fell ill because I was too tired from staying up late and typing.