Hogwarts Poisoned Egg

The Poisoned Egg at Hogwarts Text Volume Chapter : Man in Black Robe "What are your plans for the afternoon?" Egg turned his head and looked at a few people, avoiding Snape's eyes. He had just turned Harry into a replied Harry.

Egg didn't even have to look at him to know that Snape must be looking terrible.

Will this guy research a styling potion to make Harry look like Harry?

Gently pinching his chin, Egger was deeply suspicious.

"I'm going to Honeydukes." Hermione looked at Egg tentatively.

Egg tilted his head and sighed feebly: "Okay, I'll go to hell with you, I hate sweets."

"We're going to the Three Broomsticks. I'm going to drink butterbeer. Ron seems to be interested in a single landlady." Harry muttered.

"I didn't." Ron's face turned red, and the twins burst into laughter.

"Oh, little Ronnie must be lacking in maternal love. We should write to my mother and ask her to give you more love." Fred said lazily.

"I didn't." Ron groaned through gritted teeth, and stabbed the steak hard with the knife in his hand, as if he had a deep hatred for the steak: "Don't talk nonsense about Harry."

He still has some regrets about why Harry is not Harry.

"Perhaps you should also try the Drowning Spring to indulge yourself." George chuckled evilly.

"Professor McGonagall just listed that thing as prohibited," Hermione couldn't help but remind her.

"Yeah, but it's just a violation of school rules." Fred said happily: "What does it matter? Rules are meant to be broken, such as joining the team."

"Okay, I don't care about you anymore." Hermione shook her disheveled hair in annoyance, and Egg beside her couldn't help but smirk.

Just like there are only zero and countless times for women to dress up, once something happens, there is no way to pretend that nothing happened.

In the afternoon, at the Three Broomsticks bar, Iger held a glass of fire whiskey and slowly drank it, quietly looking out the window at the sleet and rain.

On the soft chair next to her, Hermione was sharing the full candies in front of her with You Mengyu.

At the long table not far away, Sirius seemed a little absent-minded.

"You have something on your mind, uncle." Egg turned around and looked.

Sirius was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly: "I just want to kill that guy, but I don't know where he is."

"Why don't you open the school gate and let him in?" Iger grinned.

"No, this is too dangerous for the students." Sirius shook his head: "Don't forget, that guy killed a dozen people with one explosive spell. Although he is a little timid, he still has some strength. "

"Then don't think about it. Britain is neither big nor small. It's too difficult to find a mouse in such a large area now." Iger shook his head: "Besides, your current status is not suitable for doing this anymore." If that's the case, just teach in school with peace of mind."

"Iger is right, Sirius." Harry turned and glanced at his godfather: "He deserves to die, but you shouldn't be the one to do it."

"That's right, Egg has killed so many people, and he is not the only one left behind," Ron muttered.

Egger: ""

Maybe he shouldn't be uncursed. It would be better if he turns into a pig.

Except for Sirius, Peter Pettigrew's escape did not seem to have any bad negative effects on the magical world. Of course, there were some positive effects. For example, many people were sharpening their knives in the hope of receiving one of Egg's bounties. Thousand Galleons.

After all, one thousand galleons is not a small amount in the wizarding world. Even according to the salary level of a Hogwarts professor, even if you don't eat or drink, you have to save for at least a year or two. This is still a high salary.

If it were some wage earner wizard, I don't know how long it would take to save a thousand galleons.

The door opened, and the wind and snow poured in from outside the house, making people shiver due to the coolness.

"Hey, Egg, you would never have imagined that someone just bought eighty bottles of Mother's Drowning Spring for twenty galleons at the Pig's Head Bar." Fred's excited voice sounded: "This is simply a no-cost deal, it's great."

"Wow, it could be some old pervert." Ron muttered.

"Yeah, I guess he might have the same mentality as you." George grinned.

"Stay away from me." Ron looked unkind.

"Twenty Galleons, eighty bottles, one Galleons and four, hehe." Egger grinned.

"Yeah, a big deal." Fred said with a smile.

"But who would spend twenty Galleons to buy forty bottles of Drowning Fountain?" Hermione was a little confused: "A simple pervert would have to buy so much."

Egg narrowed his eyes and turned to look at the twins: "What does that person look like?"

"He was covering his face too tightly and we couldn't see his face clearly." George spread his hands.

Sirius seemed to feel something was wrong, and hurried out of the bar, followed closely by Egger.

"Hey, where are you going?" Fred turned and looked at the two of them and shouted.

"That person is probably Peter Pettigrew." Hermione said, and hurriedly followed him out: "What does he look like?"

"A large area of ​​black, covered in a robe, with a bandage on his face," Fred described roughly.

"Very good" Iger's voice came from far away. He had already seen the man in black robe coming out of the Pig Head Bar.

"Don't run." Sirius rushed forward with a crazy expression. The figure froze slightly when he saw the two of them, and in the next moment he apparated and disappeared.

"You're thinking too much about apparating in front of me." Iger laughed loudly, followed the direction of the man's apparation, rushed over, and disappeared into the air with a snap.

Sirius gritted his teeth as he looked at the direction in which the two disappeared, and sighed helplessly.

"what about people"

From a distance, Hermione and a group of people hurriedly chased after her.

"Apparition has occurred, and Egg is chasing after him." Sirius was a little frustrated.

"It's pretty good. At least I don't have to worry about you being blown up by him." Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't you worry about Egg?" Hermione looked a little unhappy.

"Are you worried?" Harry asked.

"I" Hermione was startled.

I'm really not worried

Damn it, Iger won’t be angry, right?

On a certain coast in southern England, there were two crisp sounds, and Egger's figure emerged, pinching the face of the man in black robe, smiling like a vicious dog crawling out of hell.

"Run, keep running." Iger sneered, "Let me see where you run."

The man in black robe didn't say anything, threw away Egger's arm, and hurriedly ran away. However, it seemed that the magic power had been almost exhausted, and his physical strength was unbearable after several apparitions, and his steps were a little staggering.

The man casually threw a magic spell over. Egger watched happily as the magic spell reached his chest and stirred up a trace of dust, and then he sneered.

There was an awkward silence, and the man in black robe turned and ran away.

"Drink a library" Egg immediately rushed forward and kicked the man in black robe on the lower back. The man stumbled and fell to the ground.

He casually assumed a Bruce Lee posture, and Iger went up and kicked him violently. However, perhaps because of his young age, Iger was either not very strong, or just enjoyed a few kicks. The man fell to the ground and held his head, broken. A little embarrassed, but just gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"I asked you to run, I asked you to run, how can you be so good?" Iger angrily kicked a few more times, and casually grabbed the bandage on the man's face. The man froze immediately, and then started struggling violently. .

"Be honest." Egger casually slapped the black-robed man on the back of his head and cast a petrifying curse. The man froze immediately.

"You should be lucky that this damn rat can still run away. You know, I didn't bring a staff with me today, otherwise I'll beat you to death, you idiot."

Egger mumbled and pulled off the bandage on the other person's face.

As soon as the bandage was taken off, Iger almost jumped in fright.

Not Peter Pettigrew

It's Snape

Egger: ""

Snape: ""

Damn, this is so embarrassing

After casually undoing the petrification spell on Snape, Egg looked at Snape with a bruised face and grinned apologetically.

"Keep kicking"

Snape's face was dark, and his voice sounded like it was coming from between his teeth.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhh" Egg whistled and walked away from Snape with an innocent face, his hands behind his back, his eyes wandering, but for some reason there was a layer of cold sweat on his forehead: "You can't blame me, this is a sensitive period, you Still mysterious”

"I gave you a hint" Snape gritted his teeth.

"What a hint?" Egger was stunned.

"I thought you would recognize my spell-casting gestures." Snape's voice became deeper and deeper.

"Ah, you said that curse, I thought it was a provocation." Iger's mouth twitched awkwardly.

"Thank God you didn't bring a staff," Snape hummed.

"You really can't blame me." Iger spread his hands and looked innocent: "You should just say something."

Snape said nothing and stared at Egg with a dark face for a long time.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and Egg sighed helplessly: "Okay, I wouldn't be able to say anything if this happened to me."

Snape: ""

For a long time, after Egger repeatedly promised not to tell anyone else about this matter, Snape drank a bottle of magic-enhancing potion and disappeared.

"Who is that person?"

As soon as he returned to Hogsmeade, Sirius rushed up eagerly: "Is that that guy?"

"Well, no, he's just an ordinary old pervert." Egg twitched the corner of his mouth, looking a little embarrassed.

Sirius was stunned: "Dumbledore"

"Thank you for still thinking of me, Sirius." Dumbledore's voice came, and Sirius' expression suddenly stiffened. He turned around and saw that Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall were happily walking out of Honeydukes.

"Sorry Professor" Sirius was embarrassed.

"It doesn't matter, I'm used to it." Dumbledore said cheerfully, not taking it to heart at all.

"Are you getting used to this kind of thing?" Hermione looked at Dumbledore awkwardly.

"Of course, kid, I am over a hundred years old. I dare say that I have received enough criticism to destroy a normal person." A smile flashed in Dumbledore's eyes, and his blue eyes looked at several people behind his crescent lenses. Blinked.

"Then how did you face it?" Hermione was a little curious. He thought that this skill might be useful to Egger in the future.

"Actually, what I'm talking about is for normal people." Dumbledore said happily: "But unfortunately, in the eyes of others, I may not be related to the word normal."

Hermione: ""

Night, in the potions office.

The cauldron on the desk was steaming, and the mist of water continued to evaporate in the cold underground office, filling the cold room with a bit of humanity.

Egg noticed that the bruises on Snape's face had disappeared, and it seemed that he had stored a lot of potions.

"What on earth do you think?" Egg looked at Snape with a puzzled look on his face: "I know he looks like Lily, but you really don't intend to let him always become a girl, do you?"

"I didn't think so." Snape glanced at Egg and continued to boil the cauldron in his hand.

Just kidding, you can't admit this kind of thing, if you admit it, you will be a pervert.

Even if I am a pervert, as long as I don't admit it, others won't know that I am a pervert.

That's probably what Snape had in mind.

"What are you going to do?" Egger was a little confused.

"I'm just giving those unmotivated students a little motivation." Snape said leisurely: "In order to prevent some students' potions scores from being too bad, students who fail every class in the future will be punished. This kind of cursed spring can let them know what shame is."

"That's really noble, but why don't you buy a men's drowning spring?" Iger said expressionlessly, "Girls should also develop a sense of shame. No, it's just girls who should develop a sense of shame, right?"

Snape: ""

What you said makes so much sense and I'm speechless.

"Meow"

A black cat was swirled and thrown out of the underground classroom.

Snape didn't want to talk to you and threw you out

"I think the three people we need to worry about the most in Potions class, Potter, Finnigan and Longbottom, are all men if nothing else happens. Now go back and sleep with your little buck teeth. Bar."

Before closing the door, Snape looked at Egg coldly and said.

嘭

When the door closed, Egg blinked, subconsciously licked his fleshy little paws, turned around and left.

What a nasty guy

He is clearly doing perverted things, saying perverted words, and making perverted plans, but he still looks confident and confident.

Lifting his hind legs, Egg wanted to pee at his door to show his disdain, but then he felt something was wrong.

This peeing posture looks like that of a dog

After thinking for a while, Egg retracted his hind legs and fell into deep thought.

Yes, how do cats urinate?

His train of thought went astray unknowingly, and Egger returned to the tower with silent steps.

Back in the dormitory, Hermione was sitting in bed in her pajamas, reading a thick book. When she heard the door open, she raised her head and glanced at Egg.

"If I'm not mistaken," Hermione stood up and closed the door, took off Egg's robe and hung it on a hanger nearby: "The person today should be Professor Snape."

"You guessed it right." Egg nodded.

"Hehe" Hermione suddenly laughed: "Like you said, what kind of contrast is this? Someone who is obviously so cold is so infatuated."

"I don't allow you to use such a cute word on an old pervert who doesn't like to wash his hair." Holding Hermione's face, Egg took off his clothes and quickly got into bed: "Okay, hurry up Go to sleep."

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