Hogwarts Poisoned Egg

The Poisoned Egg at Hogwarts Main Volume Chapter Jiange It’s true, Mr. Lu Xun sincerely doesn’t deceive me, the law of true fragrance applies everywhere

"What's your name?" Egger glanced sideways at Little Phoenix.

The little phoenix shrank back a little, apparently wanting to apparate away, and then Egger's voice rang out.

"I advise you not to think about running away. You can apparate, and so can I. The distance may be farther than you. If I catch you again, it won't be a beef." Egg threatened with a very bad attitude.

"You can't beat me. If I have the ability, don't touch my wings." Little Phoenix shouted in dissatisfaction.

Egger laughed out loud, with a very cold smile. He reached out and took out a piece of silkworm cocoon-like thing. The silkworm cocoon slowly opened in Egger's hand and turned into a gorgeous butterfly-like creature.

"Do you know what this is?" Iger grinned. "This little guy is a winged demon, and his food is brains. I don't believe that a phoenix can reach nirvana if its brains are sucked. If that's the case, I have nothing to say."

The little Phoenix looked at the cocoon in Egg's hand and instinctively took two steps back. The animal's direct instinct told it that this thing was dangerous.

Although he had never seen it before, the instinct in his bones still reminded Little Phoenix.

"Huanghua." Little Phoenix chirped reluctantly.

"Yellow Flower Girl" Ige was stunned.

"It's Huang Huang Zhe Hua, the stinking illiterate." Huang Hua was a little angry. This human being is so annoying.

Ige said oh, his cultural level was not very high in his two lifetimes combined, and he didn’t understand anything about the emperor and his splendor.

"You seem to be very literate. Do you understand human books?" Egg sneered.

"I understand." Xiao Huanghua snarled Ige with one sentence, "I can also sing the Book of Songs."

"Awesome" Iger's mouth twitched, and he took out a bottle of fruity rum and said, "Are you drinking?"

"I only drink Liquan." Huang Hua raised his head in confusion.

Egg: "Oh, yes"

"Jianjia is pale and misty, and there is a beautiful woman by the water."

This is what Iger saw half an hour later. Little Phoenix was singing and singing while holding a cocktail bottle. Iger suddenly remembered a dish.

醉鸭

As if sensing the malice coming from Egg, Little Phoenix shrank his head while holding the bottle.

"Doesn't that sound good?" Huang Hua looked at Ige with straight eyes.

"It sounds great, come on, come on, sing another song." Iger grinned and handed over another bottle.

"I will go to Yangliu Yiyi in the past"

The beautiful and melodious singing sounded again, and Ige was fascinated by it.

It is said that the song of the phoenix is ​​extremely beautiful. The song of the phoenix can even increase the courage buff. Friendly troops can increase their frenzied fighting attributes by %. The enemy is affected by fear and can make the living feel relieved and the dead rest in peace. It can be said that it is very powerful. A powerful skill.

Iger once teased Foxx, hoping to listen to the most dazzling folk song. Although Iger demonstrated it, Foxx refused.

A few minutes later, Iger stuffed the drunk little Huanghua into the bag in his arms, turned around and left leisurely, but his fast pace showed a hint of guilt.

As soon as Egg returned to the principal's office, he saw Emily sitting obediently on the chair, and the old man was looking at him happily.

"I received the phoenix." Mr. Jiang smiled like a thief.

"I got it, I got it" Iger felt a little guilty.

"Just get it, don't let her run away." The old man didn't ask further questions, and pointed at Emily casually, "Your mother-in-law."

"No." Egg denied without thinking.

Just kidding, why would my mother-in-law be willing to drink my blood? They always drink other things.

"A little bat." Jiang Kun turned his head and glanced at Emily. "You have to be careful. This kind of creature is very dangerous."

"It's okay, I'm very strong." Egger assured.

"I'm talking about their ability to seduce." Jiang Kun sighed, "Sex is like a bone scraper. Old man, if I hadn't been so promiscuous when I was young, I might have lived thirty or forty years longer."

Egg was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say for a moment.

You have lived for more than years, what do you want to do? Nicolas Flamel is almost tortured to death by you, okay?

"Just stay here for a few more days during the holidays. Since you have become a student of my Kunlun Hall, you should learn some of our knowledge, lest Albus laughs at us for being small-minded when we go back." Jiang Kun waved his hand, "Take your Go check out your belt, maybe a good dormitory will choose you."

"Choose me in the dormitory." Egg looked confused, but turned around and left.

After leaving the principal's office, there was a little oil bottle named Emily behind him.

Emily didn't say anything, she just stared at Egg's neck eagerly, looking greedy.

"I'm telling you, don't think about my blood. Don't even think about it." Iger gave Emily a fierce look. Emily pursed her lips and looked at Iger pitifully, as if Iger had done something to her. .

Stepping onto the floating rock, Emily hurriedly followed behind her, holding on to Iger's robe with her little hands. Iger tugged on the robe and found that he was not as strong as him, so he had to sigh helplessly.

"Please let me go, okay?" Iger looked sad. "If it doesn't work, I'll take you to the hospital and buy you a blood bag."

Emily didn't speak, she just looked at Ige longingly, and Ige felt melancholy.

Emily was pretty, Iger admitted, but staring at his neck every day would kill him.

If the other party was unruly, Iger would have beaten him to death with a hammer, but the other party looked like you were bullying me, which made Ige very helpless.

"Let's do this. You go back first. When I go back and pass by, I will draw some blood and send it to you." Egger looked at Emily confidently.

Emily shook her head and remained silent.

"Then I will draw some blood for you to drink in the evening, and you can leave after drinking it, okay?" Egger was really helpless.

The little girl nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, looking very happy.

With a melancholy sigh, Iger jumped down from the rock and walked out of the door. The little oil bottle behind him held Iger's robe tightly.

After leaving the gate of Kunlun Pavilion, Iger soon knew what Mr. Jiang meant.

No matter where Iger goes, there will be attic doors open to him. Some houses are magnificent, some are simple and simple, and some houses with names on the door have their doors closed.

"What's the principle?" Egger was slightly surprised.

"It's just a matter of looking at your talent." An easy-going voice sounded from behind, and Egg turned around to see a man in his thirties looking at him cheerfully.

The man has a ponytail and a Confucian shirt. Although he is not very handsome, he is very good-looking.

"One of the most exciting things in Kunlun Hall every year when school starts is to choose a loft. Some people live in luxurious decorations, while others live in simple conditions." The man simply explained, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Lin Haoqiu, and I am the campus caretaker here. .”

Egg nodded suddenly, "Oh, hello, my name is Egg."

"I heard that you are a boy from England. You are very talented." Lin Haoqiu nodded. "I look at you as if I don't understand."

"Are you a little concerned about this?" Iger hesitated and looked at Lin Haoqiu.

"Treat differently." Lin Haoqiu laughed. "It doesn't mean that those with good talents will live in good dormitories. The dormitories here have different names, such as Yaozhai, Laojun Pavilion, and Daozhao. They only target you." If you have talent in one aspect, the dormitory will open the door to you if it thinks you have this talent, it’s that simple.”

"Most of the splendid rooms you see are related to weapon refining if you look carefully. In fact, the other dormitories are not much different. Even the futons used for meditation in some ask rooms are extremely valuable, far beyond the luxury decorations. Comparable."

It dawned on Egger, so is this all a test of talent?

"Which one should I choose?" Iger looked at Lin Haoqiu with some embarrassment.

"So far, most of the rooms that have opened their doors to you are rooms related to guarding and weapon refining. Naturally, you should choose these two. Although each dormitory only depends on whether you have talent in this area, there are also differences in talent. Some people have high talents and some have low talents, so there are still differences among dormitories of the same category."

Lin Haoqiu said softly, "So far, the best loft for guarding is Jiangge, and the best loft for weapon refining is Bailiantang. No one has stayed in these two rooms so far this year."

"How is the environment?" Egger was a little curious.

"They are all very good. I recommend the Sword Pavilion. It is said that the Sword Pavilion contains all the sword-controlling methods of various masters in the Chinese witchcraft community. It is said that it was originally used to select teaching materials for Kunlun Hall. Each family hopes that their own sword-controlling methods can become a Kunlun Hall’s teaching materials, so the Sword Pavilion under construction at that time became a place for discussion.”

Lin Haoqiu laughed, "The last Pavilion Master left twenty years ago. Now he is the leader of the Eight-Party Guard of the Chinese Beijing Witchcraft Federation, leading the Eight-Party Guard across the country. Politicians in various places may have differences, but the There is only one voice in the town tower.”

Lin Haoqiu spoke with great emotion, "Since the founding of the school, a total of three people have lived in it, and none of them are normal. They are all so powerful that they can explode."

"Sword Pavilion." Egg looked around with some longing, and couldn't help imagining himself walking with a sword.

Speaking of which, it seems pretty good to go against the hammer.

After all, apart from the material of the flying sword, the core requirements of the sword are similar to those of the wand. In theory, it is a flying sword type wand.

Ige felt a little guilty. What if Jiange ignored him? Wouldn't it be embarrassing?

"Go and try" Iger nodded.

I can’t live without it, but I can’t help but try. This is Egger’s concept.

A few minutes later, Lin Haoqiu pointed to an unpretentious small house, "This is it."

Egg ""

It's so awesome, but it turns out it's just an ordinary little house

As soon as the two of them arrived at the door, the door of the sword pavilion opened, and Egger didn't feel the slightest sense of superiority.

"Are you lying to me?" Iger looked at Lin Haoqiu suspiciously.

"Of course not. You are indeed very talented." Lin Haoqiu shook his head and smiled bitterly. "How many students want to get in but can't. You know, living in Jiange means reaching the sky in one step. The entire Chinese witchcraft community will be scrambling to recruit them. How much is this?" It’s an opportunity that no one can ask for.”

"I'll go in and take a look." Egger walked in with a small bottle of oil.

There was a lot of space in the house, and Iger felt that it should be the same as his own tent, which had been cast with a traceless stretching spell, and the decoration in the house could be considered luxurious.

The large bed with light gauze curtains, the antique desk, the exquisite and elegant tea tray, and even the carpet in the room are all made of bearskin.

But the most eye-catching thing is the walls of the house.

The walls of the entire house are densely engraved with various sword manuals and sword-controlling techniques. At a glance, it even makes your scalp numb.

"You feel it?" Lin Haoqiu walked into the room cheerfully, looked at Egg and smiled, "Sword-controlling is one of the most precious cultures of Chinese witchcraft, and here is the essence of this precious culture."

"It makes me almost have trypophobia." Egg looked at the surrounding walls in amazement. "It's pretty good. This is it. What should I do?"

"Just engrave your name on the door plate. The right to use the house will always be yours until you leave." Lin Haoqiu pointed to the door.

Iger was not pretentious and engraved his name on the door plate of the house.

After sending Lin Haoqiu away, Iger was thinking about how to deal with this little dragster next to him.

His right hand lightly stroked his left arm, and then Iger quickly used a bottle to catch the blood flowing out. The moment the blood flowed out, Iger could see the trace of desire flashing in Emily's eyes.

After taking half of the bottle, Egger brushed the wound with his right hand, and the wound healed again.

I don’t know if it’s due to psychological effects, but Iger always feels a little weak.

Passing the bottle to Emily casually, Iger sighed, "Stop pestering me."

"Yeah" Emily agreed very well, took the bottle and drank it in one gulp, looking very impatient.

After draining Iger's blood in one gulp, Emily turned to look at Iger, her eyes filled with gratitude.

Egg smacked his lips with a weird expression, "How does it taste?"

"It tastes good." Emily nodded, turned around, walked to the bed and pricked her head, and the next second she started snoring.

Egg ""

what do you mean what do you mean

Just rely on me. I'm telling you, I have a wife.

Egger was very melancholy.

He feels that he is a person with a bottom line.

What should we do?

Ige was very troubled, but he was not the only one who was troubled. Zhuge Yun was also troubled. What he was troubled about was why foreign wizards chose to sneak over from India.

"What's your name?" Zhuge Yun looked at the man in front of him with an unkind expression. He spoke English, although he was not very proficient.

"Irvin, Irvin Scarlet." Irvin also felt bad. His Duke was too unreliable, which made him feel that he had a long way to go.

"What are you doing in China?" Zhuge Yun didn't like the man in front of him very much, because Erwen looked a little more handsome than him.

"Looking for someone." Erwin looked sincere.

"Who are you looking for?" Zhuge Yun asked carefully.

"Looking for our young lady, her name is Emily." Irvine did not reveal his identity as a vampire. The vampires were not popular anywhere, so there was no need to cause unnecessary trouble.

Emily

Zhuge Yun raised his eyebrows. Was the person who was looking for Ige just now called Emily?

"Do you think it's this person?" Zhuge Yun took out a small mirror, and Emily's appearance was shown in the mirror.

"Yes, this is our young lady. She is here to find someone. I will take her home." Erwin explained with a sincere face, "May I ask where she is now?"

Zhuge Yun looked at the man in front of him, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then raised the corners of his mouth slightly.