Chapter 159 I Miss You so Much

Professor Snape glanced coldly at the two Ministry of Magic wizards who were standing uneasily in front of him. He said nothing, but seemed to have said everything.

The freckle-faced wizard looked at the other tall, thin wizard. He scratched his head and said, "This doesn't fit..."

The tall and thin wizard's eyes almost popped out of his head. He never imagined that his companion, who was usually stupid, was even more stupid today!

He faced the freckled wizard, pouting and beaming to indicate that Snape was still there.

"Ah, I mean," the freckle-faced wizard suddenly realized, and changed the subject before his companion stepped on his foot to get bruises, "The magic riots of the little wizard are so common, so common!"

"A little wizard here caused a riot with magic power two days ago. We are all familiar with the situation! With Professor Snape here, there will definitely be no problem!"

The tall and thin wizard quickly took over the conversation. He didn't dare to let his companions play freely. Don't look back. After the matter was settled, Professor Snape would scold them again.

To be honest, just seeing Professor Snape's black face now made him want to run away.

The tall and thin wizard cried in his heart, hating why he agreed to work overtime with his companions today, dreaming back to the shadow of his childhood.

"Then, are we leaving now?"

The tall and thin wizard looked at Snape's expression and asked tentatively.

Every underage wizard who attends Hogwarts is registered with the Ministry of Magic and has a trace attached to the wand they purchase.

This is also a kind of protection for underage wizards to prevent them from using spells they have not yet mastered without supervision and causing tragedy.

Therefore, there will also be specialists from the Ministry of Magic who will be responsible for handling emergencies to prevent young wizards from harming themselves, other wizards, or Muggles.

If it weren't for the fact that there were no adult wizards in the area where Harry was, and the attention from his superiors was strangely high, the tall and thin wizard would never want to work overtime to deal with emergencies in such a wonderful summer.

They are all new recruits and were recently transferred to be responsible for handling magic accidents in this area.

In this whole area, there is only a little black-haired wizard in this family. I just met him two days ago because of the magic riot. I don’t know where he is today.

Maybe it was because the little black-haired wizard lived here alone that Hogwarts sent a professor. The tall and thin wizard thought he had found the answer.

He looked at the two little wizards next to Professor Snape. The red-haired one was still looking around, not knowing what he was looking for, while the blond one just stared at them.

Rigg noticed that the two wizards from the Ministry of Magic were looking at him and smiled harmlessly, "I might have been a little excited to see my friends just now, but I'm fine now."

The long eyelashes drooped for a moment, blocking Rigg's eyes. The pink pig next to him, which was humming just a moment ago, suddenly turned back into a sobbing, pig-like child with a "pop".

It may be due to Rigg's level of transfiguration, but now Dudley looks fatter, with his nose pointing a little upward.

The tall, thin wizard and the freckled wizard looked at each other, hesitating about how to deal with it. Snape recovered from his anger and returned to his original calmness and restraint.

Of course Snape understood why Rigg grabbed him and refused to let him take action, but Rigg, a little wizard, didn't know about his fate with Harry, and he might have thought that he was specifically targeting Harry Potter, the savior.

Thinking about his previous performance, Snape felt bitter in his heart.

He just took a step forward, and the two Ministry of Magic commissioners were startled and collectively took a step back.

Professor Snape looked up at the two familiar wizards with disdain, "I will take care of it here."

"Okay!" The tall and thin wizard was waiting for this sentence. As soon as Snape finished speaking, he took his companion and disappeared into the room and fled.

Generally, the commissioners will turn a blind eye to the little wizard's use of magic. Anyone who has been here since childhood can understand the little wizard's curiosity and excitement about using magic.

The authority determination here is relatively free, and it basically depends on whether the commissioner who arrived is willing to let the little wizard go.

The tall, skinny, and freckled duo have dealt with a lot of magic incidents. They knew at a glance that what happened today was not a magic riot.

It's not that their magic skills are very good, they have dealt with it too many times, but practice makes skillful.

But, that's Snape!

In front of Snape, recording the illegal use of magic by the little wizard he was protecting?

The freckled wizard from Hufflepuff felt that he still wanted to spend the rest of his life happily. Professor Snape was partial to Slytherin in school, and he could bring this out...

"Hey bro, let's go get a drink."

Freckles thought for a moment, then took his friend and headed straight to Hogsmeade. They didn't want to remember what happened today.

Forgot about the best.

The wizards from the Ministry of Magic left, and Rigg's eyes returned to the Dursleys squatting shivering in the corner.

Perhaps due to the influence of his previous transformation into a pig, Dudley was still moaning and groaning. Petunia held him in her arms sadly, but Uncle Vernon really wanted to give these thugs who broke into his house a good look.

His face turned purple, and his short mustache was blown up. After hesitating again and again, Fenon closed his mouth in despair. He did not dare to say anything.

Snape raised his hand and summoned three ropes to tie the family tightly. Magical ropes are different from physical ropes. The more you struggle, the tighter they are.

What did Rigg think of this magic? Why did he feel that it was like the one Quirrell used to kidnap Harry?

"Where's Harry?"

Rigg asked with a smile. Ron wanted to go up and kick the pig, but he was pulled by Rigg again.

"This is Harry's aunt and uncle." Rigg briefly introduced Ron, then turned to look at the family of three.

"I told you, I will come visit Harry again."

Rigg laughed so hard that the lilies bloomed behind him, and his unkind demeanor frightened Aunt Petunia to death.

Her voice had been hoarse before, but now she still tried her best to shout, "It's in the cupboard on the left! Please don't hurt Dudley."

The knocking sound that Rigg had heard before came out again. He and Professor Snape looked at each other, and Snape quickly walked to the locked green wooden cupboard.

Snape's raised hands were trembling, and his lips were trembling, but his voice was still calm when he spoke the opening spell.

With a crash, the lock fell to the ground.

The cupboard, which was being hammered hard, immediately opened to both sides, and Harry rolled out in pajamas.

"Rig! Ron!"

I've had a stomachache for the past two days. I suspect it's because I ate too much rice cakes.