Hogwarts Poisoned Egg

"Nico, that child will definitely need your help in the future. I noticed that his wand has begun to burn, which proves that the magic in his body is far more than the distorted Obscurus we see."

Dumbledore's voice continued to emerge from the light ball, occasionally mixed with Snape's extremely impatient voice.

Egg's eyes were slightly red, and he kept sobbing softly.

"That kid is not obsessed with his life experience. This is really good news. Thank God, you know Nico..."

Dumbledore's cheerful voice continued, but Egger was no longer in the mood to listen and disappeared into the safe house.

"Ah..." Nicoléme looked at the place where Egg disappeared and stretched his arms, then swallowed dryly.

"I still want to check my body..." The old man felt a little aggrieved.

Although I know that my relationship is not that good yet, you still can’t treat me like air, right?

That's too much! I will never help him get anything again! The old man turned around and went back to the house with some regrets...

...

Egger feels that people who truly love him will not laugh at his changes. Facts have proved that he still thinks too much...

"Pfft...hahahahahahaha!"

Ever since Iger returned home, Mrs. Granger's magical laughter has never stopped. Wherever Iger goes now, Mrs. Granger's heroic laughter echoes in his head.

Listening to Mrs. Granger's somewhat broken laughter in the living room downstairs, Iger thought she really laughed like a pig...

After arriving home from Egg, Mrs. Granger kept laughing when she saw the two horns on Egg's head. Chris touched Egg's horns from time to time, and then smiled like a fool.

"Baby, you are so cute! Cute! Hahahaha..." At the dinner table at night, Mrs. Granger kept pinching Iger's little face and laughed. "Why is it like this? It's like a crime. So cute!"

With that said, Mrs. Granger once again kneaded Iger's face with unsatisfied feelings, and she was very fond of it.

Hermione looked at Egger with a red face, giggling from time to time, and then fell into a strange and depressed silence again. Egger looked a little uncomfortable, wondering if the little girl had any opinions on him...

Mrs. Granger kept laughing for more than three hours before she finally stopped her devilish laughter. Then, after Egg's tail came out, her laughter broke out again. She laughed so much that she almost fainted on the sofa. Egg was looking at it for a while. confused.

Chris and Hermione on the side looked at the tail that kept twisting and turning behind Egg with strange eyes, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.

Kaka doesn't have any opinion on Iger's appearance. In his opinion, Iger is his young master, and his young master will always be the most handsome no matter what he turns into. 35xs

"So, that is to say, Egg, you are not a human being, but a devil, or a devil...is that right?" Chris looked at the horns on Egg's head curiously.

"Hmm..." Egger hummed muffledly.

"Oh my God, our child is actually a little devil. This is simply unbelievable, hahaha..." Mrs. Granger was still laughing on the side, as if she couldn't stop. She grabbed Egg and kneaded it from time to time. He looked very excited.

"Thank God, my daughter is a witch and my son is a devil. This wonderful life is so exciting..." Mrs. Granger immediately folded her hands and began to pray with a pious look on her face. Egg was stuck in the old groove. My throat is so choked.

Are you sure this kind of life was given to you by God? You heretic...

In the past, he would have been burned on the stake, right?

Your daughter is a witch and your son is a devil, so are you praying to God or provoking?

At night, Egg sat at the desk in his room and fell into deep thought. Thank God, the Grangers did not alienate him because of his identity, but for some reason, Hermione seemed worried.

The door opened, and Hermione walked in with her little head drooped, looking at Egg timidly.

"Egg, I have something to ask you..." Hermione's voice sounded a little low.

Iger's heart suddenly tightened. Could it be that the little girl was here to draw a clear line?

If yes, what should I do?

There was an inexplicable sourness in my heart, and for the first time, Ige felt powerless about feelings.

"If you have anything to say, just say it..." Iger's voice sounded a little low, revealing a kind of lifeless calm. He felt as if his heart was clenched tightly by a big hand and he couldn't breathe. He seemed to be waiting. Hermione gave herself the same sentence.

It was the first time since his rebirth that Aige felt so uncomfortable.

Hermione's breathing was a little rapid, and her young feet were rubbing against the floor in slippers...

"Well... can demons and humans have babies?" Hermione looked at Egg with a blood-red face, her eyes looking a little uneasy.

"...It should be...no problem..." Egg suddenly became ecstatic, but he still looked at Hermione calmly, "Veela and giants can produce offspring with humans, there is no reason why demons can't..."

"Oh..." Hermione's face turned redder. "I want to say that if we really don't have children in the future, we can adopt them..."

So is this the reason why you have been silent just now? Egger looked at the little girl in front of him speechlessly. The little girl thought too early.

Laughing maliciously, Egg reached out and grabbed Hermione's arm, and the two of them appeared on the top of the Eiffel Tower with a 'pop'...

Originally, after the last incident, the French Ministry of Magic would leave one person on the tower as a person on duty every day. With the appearance of Egger, the Auror on duty did not react at all and simply rolled his eyes and fainted...

"I deeply feel that we can practice it before making a conclusion..."

Egg pressed Hermione against the iron railing aside, breathing heavily, looking at Hermione, whose face was red.

Tonight, the enthusiastic people of Paris once again saw the free fireworks released by their own government over the Eiffel Tower.

Colorful fireworks rose in layers high in the night sky, and the whole of Paris once again fell into a sea of ​​carnival. Countless couples held hands and took to the streets. The streets were full of kissing couples.

The French Minister of Magic felt like he was going crazy. The moment the fireworks exploded, he contacted Madame Maxime again.

In a wizard bar in Paris, two tall figures looked at each other affectionately. The fireworks in the night sky outside the window added a layer of ambiguity to the atmosphere between the two. A buzzing sound sounded. Maxim looked at his The alchemy booklet, after glancing at the names gradually displayed on the booklet, threw it away into the distance.

"Is it okay? It seems to be your minister..." Hagrid asked in a low voice, his small black beetle-like eyes sparkling with affection.

"Fuck..." Mrs. Maxif looked at Hagrid infatuatedly, "These fireworks are so beautiful."

"Oh...you are more beautiful."

The sour smell of love continued to permeate the small single room, and the minister felt like he was going crazy.

In just three minutes, he had already kicked over five chairs...

Gritting his teeth and looking at the top of the iron tower in the distance, the Minister felt a little cerebral congestion.

Are you crazy? What's wrong with you?

What do you think this is? The back garden of your house?

By the way, your home is so big. Why do you always run to our Eiffel Tower when you have nothing to do?

Sure enough, he must be sick!

Opening the alchemy pamphlet, the minister looked furious and asked, "Is Fudge here?"

Sorry, the number you dialed is currently on a call...

crooked? Professor Dumbledore?

Toot toot…

Damn it, are you trying to be a hooligan?

You guys are going to act like a gangster together, right?

The Minister felt particularly aggrieved. If it weren't for the tower's extraordinary significance, he might have fired a rocket launcher at it...

...

After returning to the UK, Iger's life has not changed much compared to before. Just as Iger thought, Elsa expressed her joy at Iger's appearance, and even took the opportunity to give him a slap in the face.

Harry and Sirius also paid a visit after finishing the letter with Egg. Harry said, "Oh, boy, you look so handsome."

Sirius also kept measuring his head, as if he was planning how he would look like with horns.

Everything around him didn't seem to be going in the direction Egger had imagined. Even Rita Skeeter kept a wise silence about Egger's new look.

She could criticize Dumbledore, but even if she had the courage to do so, she would not dare to make irresponsible remarks to Iger. She even had to find a way to whitewash Iger's character. With Iger's current appearance, Rita felt that she was Some are busy...

To Egger's surprise, when the news spread that he was not a human being, the response from the British magical community did not seem to be very high.

At first, people were still a little curious. Someone would always ask what the bloodline of that poisonous egg was? A giant? Or a goblin? It can't be a goblin, right?

Then someone will tell him that he is a devil...

Then people will mutter "Oh, it's quite appropriate..."

The British wizarding world is not very big. Based on the population, a town could have enough people to fill it up. From word of mouth, it seems that there is not much opinion on this matter.

Egg discovered that the standard for people to discriminate against mixed-race humans is whether the other half's bloodline is low. For example, some people may think that the bloodline of goblins or house elves is lowly.

But if it is said to be a devil or a demon, everyone seems to have no impression of it.

Even in the wizarding world, most of the impressions of demons are the mythical images with horns and wings on their backs, and they really don't understand more aspects.

In short, people usually ask: Is it strong?

Then someone will tell him that he is strong! Very strong!

Then people will start to discuss the superiority of demon blood, and some families even claim that their families have the inheritance of demon blood, as if this can prove the purity of their blood.

Of course, not everyone is so friendly to Iger. At any time, some people will jump out and criticize others. Even if the target is Iger, who is notoriously difficult to mess with, there are always some who want to show off their People jump out to attract other people's attention.

Just like a fat pink toad, Dolores Umbridge...

Ever since the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet told him that Umbridge wanted to apply for the passage of the "Non-Human Creatures Supervision and Management Act" the day before, Egger immediately understood who had instructed this matter. After all, for Umbridge, Even if she had the guts, she wouldn't dare to tease Iger.

Egger's guess was correct. In fact, Umbridge was also very tormented. In the past few days, all she had dreamed about was that Egger had plucked off her head, dried it with Fudge's head, and hung it at the entrance of the Magic Department...

The general situation is that Fudge is very troubled and wants to restrict Iger, but as for Iger, the minister's men have basically been emptied by Iger's piles of gold, and no one is willing to offend Iger for Fudge.

A strong man who rises like the rising sun is always gold when he makes a move; a minister who will retire in two years always exploits his subordinates...

Everyone knows how to choose...

Umbridge, who was originally looking at the minister in distress, just chose the wrong time to flatter the wrong person. Fudge looked at it and thought, oh, there is a ready-made fool here, what else could he pick? No choice, it’s you!

Then Umbridge had no choice but to draft a so-called "Non-Human Creature Supervision and Management Act" with tears in her eyes, hoping to restrict Egg.

But in fact, Umbridge just feels that Egg is not easy to mess with. The naive old toad still thinks that the Ministry of Magic is the most powerful person. Little does she know that except for her, the only person in the Ministry of Magic who has confiscated Egg's gold is Scrimgeour, Scrimgeour is too incorruptible, and Umbridge is just because Egger doesn’t want to talk to her...

"I feel like you're being targeted..."

It was breakfast time again one day, and Chris glanced past the Daily Prophet and looked at Heise's adopted son eating nonsense at the table.

"What does it matter?" Egger mumbled vaguely, "What can they do? What do they dare to do?"

"As expected of my son, so domineering!" Chris laughed.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door. Kaka quickly opened the door and bowed deeply to the visitor.

"Kaka, who's here?" Chris turned his head. There were five or six Aurors from the Ministry of Magic standing at the door. Basically, Iger didn't know him very well, but Iger was sure that these people had collected his gold. …

"I'm sorry, Mr. Morriss. The ministry has just passed a supervision law that is not very friendly to you. We are here to restrict supervision on you..." The Auror with his head leaned over and whispered in Egger's ear. Bian muttered, "I heard that the minister sent a lot of gold to pass this bill, so I don't think this means that others are targeting you..."

"What do you want me to do?" He turned his head and glanced at a few people calmly. The scarlet eyes of the Aurors made their hearts skip a beat.

"This is not explained in detail, so we are just going through the motions..." The Auror laughed.

"Oh... let's have a meal together." Iger waved and added a few chairs.

After the meal, several Aurors politely greeted the Grangers and left.

"What are they here for?" Hermione looked at Egger in confusion.

"Come and prove to me..." The corners of Iger's mouth turned up slightly. He felt that his smile was the legendary evil one...

"Come and prove to me that they are firmly standing by my side..."