Hogwarts Poisoned Egg

A scream rang out, and a light-blond girl on the Slytherin table covered her face in annoyance. Miss Malfoy rubbed her nose and looked at the Gryffindor table with an annoyed look. If you want to watch the full version for free, please search on Baidu

It was a very beautiful face, and in terms of appearance alone, the girl Malfoy turned into was a bit prettier than Harry.

Not far from the long table, Greengrass looked at Malfoy with amazement in his eyes, and a group of students also looked at Malfoy in surprise.

From Harry to Miss Malfoy, the two transgender people are so beautiful that they make girls doubt their lives.

Who the hell is the girl?

The sound of several water balloons bursting was heard, and the water balloon thrown by Fred exploded on Slytherin's long table, immediately affecting several little snakes who were eating dinner.

There were screams one after another, and Malfoy pointed in the direction of the Gryffindor table and shouted in a high-pitched voice: "Kill them."

Soon, Iger found out how many water balloons the twins had sold.

Even though Professor McGonagall had listed it as contraband just a few days ago, at this moment Iger still saw the little snakes throwing a water balloon on the Slytherin table.

"Hell, how much did you sell for?" Egg turned his head and looked at the twins in surprise.

"Absolutely" Fred twitched his lips: "More than two thousand."

Egg's brain was running rapidly. One galleons of water balloons were four, and two thousand were five hundred galleons. In other words, if one person had four, then of the students at Hogwarts bought water balloons.

Although Egger had told the twins not to worry about Peter Pettigrew and just sell them, this was too much.

Seeing that the water balloon on Slytherin's long table was about to fly over, a group of little lions immediately took out the water balloon from their arms in excitement.

The eaglets who were sandwiched between the two houses on the Ravenclaw table were stunned, screamed and ran away holding their heads. The next second, the two long tables suddenly became a melee.

You Mengyu took out her raincoat and sat down on the long table to continue eating her dinner. Hermione took out the box from Egg's arms and dove in.

Fred and George's faces were full of excitement. They kept shouting loudly and throwing water balloons randomly. Even Peeves heard the noise and rushed over, adding fuel to the chaos in the auditorium.

"Damn Egg, can you help me stop them?" Percy rushed in from the door angrily, constantly dodging stray bullets flying in the air, and then looked at Egg with pleading eyes.

"Everyone, be quiet." Egg nodded, frowned and stood on the bench: "Quiet."

Snapped

A water balloon flew out of nowhere and hit Iger's face. Iger's black hair suddenly hung down wet, and the expression on his face was unclear.

"Oh" Percy immediately covered his mouth in horror, staring and sucking in the cold air: "Are you okay, Egg?"

"Ahhhh, who is it?" Egg roared angrily, snatching the water balloon from Neville's hand and joining the melee.

Percy: ""

The auditorium was already a mess. Unseen boys and girls with different appearances were smashing water balloons everywhere in the auditorium. There were many large animals in the crowd. Neville was screaming and being killed by a big scalper. During the chase, Percy even saw several black and white bears that he had never seen before. The whole auditorium was as chaotic as a rioting zoo.

"quiet"

In the midst of the chaos, a roaring voice echoed in the auditorium. The students immediately stopped what they were doing and turned to look at the auditorium door.

Dumbledore was looking at the chaos in the auditorium happily, behind him was Professor McGonagall with a black face.

"It's good to be young." Dumbledore's cheerful voice sounded, and it was the same mantra that has never changed for thousands of years: "Interesting spring water, but I think that in this winter season, what we need should be a little warmth rather than coldness. of cold water.”

"Ahhhhhh" Neville screamed miserably as he was thrown off the horns of a scalper.

"It seems that you have all finished your dinner." Dumbledore glanced at the four long tables in a mess: "If there is no follow-up, I think you should line up to go to Madam Pomfrey's to ask for help. There is a poison. By the way, I also want to tell you that the quantity of poison remover in the infirmary is limited. If you are late, you can only ask your potions professor for it."

The students were stunned when they heard this, and the next second they rushed outside the auditorium with cheers and rushed toward the infirmary.

Egg casually patted his wet body, and a warm whirlwind blew over his body, making the originally damp clothes dry again.

"I'm sorry, Professor" Iger spread his hands.

"I originally thought you wouldn't mess around with Mr. Morrissey." Professor McGonagall looked very angry, sniffing constantly and staring at Egg sternly.

"Yeah, I did have a little accident before." Iger grinned awkwardly.

He suddenly hated this magic-immune physique. It would be great if he could rush to the infirmary like others at this time, so as not to be lectured by Professor McGonagall here.

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall didn't seem to want to get to the bottom of it. The older cat girl originally wanted to deduct points from each house, but after thinking about it, it didn't seem to make any sense, so she had to give up. She just gave the twins another stern warning and left angrily. .

“It’s such a shame that such a fun group activity is rare.”

At night, in Gryffindor Tower, Fred muttered sadly.

"Is that called a group activity?" Egg's mouth twitched: "Then it's called a riot, right?"

"Don't worry about those details." George waved his hands with a smile: "Thanks to the Drowning Spring, our funds returned very quickly. Have you received a letter from Remus? He said that he found it at a fork in Diagon Alley. It’s a nice shop, and it only costs more than five hundred galleons to buy it in its entirety.”

"It doesn't matter. To me, money is just a number." Iger pretended to be cool in a low-key manner.

"Listen, is this human language?" Fred pointed at Egg casually.

"He wasn't even human." George added.

Egg feels like he has a toothache. Although that is true, why does he always want to hit someone?

No longer paying attention to the two twins who were talking cross talk like crazy, Iger turned around and returned to the dormitory. Hermione was holding a book and staring at it. The dim light shone on the little girl's beautiful face, and Iger couldn't help but feel a little excited. swing.

"What's wrong?" Hermione's face turned red as she noticed Egg's gaze.

Egg took off his robe silently, and then shouted: "Eight Gate Dunjia, Jingmen, open"

Then he pounced on the little girl's blank gaze.

Soon, Egger understood a truth.

The Eight Gate Dunjia is indeed the forbidden art of Konoha. It will really harm your body if you use it for a long time.

Perhaps it was because it had been rainy for too long before. It was already the season of November, and the whole of Scotland seemed to be getting drier. Although the air was still a little cold, the annoying dampness and coldness before was gone.

A black cat squatted on the roof of the castle and watched the newly admitted students below taking flying lessons. Egg felt very satisfied.

In recent schools, people seem to have found a way of life that suits them best.

Sirius would try to ask Yao Minqi to do something every day. Harry would pour a bucket of water on himself before every potions class and change his personality to distract Snape. Now the potions classes gradually began to change. It was peaceful and beautiful, and Snape, who was originally so sinister and disgusting in the eyes of the students, seemed to become kinder.

It was November, and the originally uproarious incident of Peter Pettigrew's prison escape had gradually subsided. Fudge's original idea of ​​equipping Hogwarts with some dementors was declined by Egger.

Egger actually didn't care much about whether Peter Pettigrew would come to save Voldemort. Anyway, Voldemort would have to be resurrected sooner or later. It was best if he could do it his own way. It didn't matter if he didn't do it his own way.

Anyway, we have to kill him sooner or later.

But what Egger cares about is not these things. He cares more about who released Peter Pettigrew.

I don't know why, but Egg always feels that the other party seems to have no ill intentions, otherwise he wouldn't just release Peter Pettigrew.

But what is the other party’s purpose? Is it really for Voldemort?

Egger shook his head. He always felt that people's focus was not right. When he thought of Peter Pettigrew, he immediately thought that the other person was trying to save Voldemort, but Egger always felt that it was a bit inconsistent.

Lying leisurely on the top of the castle tower, Egg stretched his waist comfortably.

Ever since the Animagus turned into a cat, Egg felt like he was getting lazier and lazier.

After turning into a demon, Egg also discovered some interesting changes in his body.

For example, he became more comfortable in casting spells. Egg even felt that it was more like having his wishes come true than being so comfortable. Moreover, he had a vague feeling that this body still had many abilities that he had not yet discovered.

Intuition told Egger that it was an extremely powerful and vast ability.

But what's the use? I'm already invincible.

Looking into the distance with some boredom, the black cat swung its tail and hummed.

How invincible it is ~ how lonely it is

"Eiger"

Dumbledore's voice rang in Iger's ears, and his furry cat ears twitched, and Iger appeared in the principal's office in an instant.

In the principal's room, Fox was looking at Egg from the astronomical observatory on the roof, looking a little guilty, while Dumbledore was happily reading a letter.

On the letter was a symbol of a fire phoenix, as well as several Chinese characters with flying dragons and phoenixes: Kunlun Hall.

"What's the matter?" The black cat man stood up, and Egg leaned on the soft chair.

"Have you heard of the Triwizard Tournament?" Dumbledore looked at Egg.

"Kunlun Hall wants to participate." Iger grinned, guessing the cause and effect of the matter.

"That's right." Dumbledore nodded: "Do you have any ideas?"

"Isn't that great?" Iger laughed: "What Mr. Jiang wants is to increase the influence of Kunlun Hall in the international magic world, and the main purpose of the Triwizard Tournament is competition and communication. There is no conflict. It can be brought along them."

"I think so too, but the Ministry of Magic proposed to restart the Triwizard Tournament, but it was rejected by the two headmasters Beauxbatons and Durmstrang."

"Why?" Egg frowned. This is wrong. Logically speaking, they should rush over to compete.

"Maybe it's because you have to know that Karkaroff was quite frightened by you, and Mrs. Maxim thought it was unfair for other schools to have you participate." Dumbledore laughed happily, as if Somewhat proud.

"So the Ministry of Magic wants to hold this competition. For their influence, you also want to hold this competition. For the influence of Hogwarts, the two schools actually want to participate in the competition, but because of me Is that why I don’t dare to participate?” Iger thought while holding his chin.

"That's probably it." Dumbledore said with a smile, as if you were really smart.

Egg narrowed his eyes slightly: "So they hope you can do my job, old man, please tell me how much benefits you receive."

Dumbledore felt like he was having a myocardial infarction.

Is this kid obsessed with money? Why did he think of all this?

"It's no benefit at all." Dumbledore smiled helplessly: "I know you don't particularly like money, you just like to join in the fun, so if you don't participate in the competition, I can arrange a more suitable job for you."

"What kind of job?" Iger was stunned.

"How about the referee?" Dumbledore laughed.

"to make"

In this way, the evil py deal was settled between the two of them in a few words.

At the same time, a letter was sent from Dumbledore.

"I have told them that there will be one more rule for participating in the competition this year," Dumbledore said rambledly.

"Why are you afraid that I will go back on my word?" Iger curled his lips.

"No, I'm afraid they won't worry." Dumbledore looked at Egg and blinked: "One more thing is that only humans can participate in the competition."

Damn it, it hurts the old man's heart.

Egg looked at Dumbledore blinking his eyes, and then became furious.

"What the hell, you want to engage in racial discrimination. Didn't you expect that, old man, you would do such a thing with thick eyebrows?" Egger yelled angrily: "You have the ability to run the game, you have the ability to let others do it." I will participate."

Dumbledore smiled helplessly and allowed Egg to continue to act like a monster in the office.

I can't beat you

"I thought the most serious racial discrimination in the world was fifty-six ethnic groups, with fifty-five bonus points. I didn't expect you to go further than them. Are you calling me a human being? Are you talking?"

After saying goodbye to Egg, Dumbledore smiled bitterly and slumped on the chair and shook his head: "Am I getting old?"

"He's got a big beard." Phineas never missed an opportunity to criticize Dumbledore.

"Maybe you should leave the opportunity to young people." The chubby Dai Lisi laughed.

"To be honest, I think that kid Egg is pretty good." Slytherin said, crossing his arms.

"Yes, if he becomes the principal, within three days, the school rules set by us will become a piece of paper." Phineas's sense of Egg was not as good as Dumbledore's, and then he turned his head and looked at Dumbledore He burst out laughing: "Who told me that he didn't have a tail?"

Dumbledore: ""

This guy is so annoying. Find an opportunity to burn his portrait.

Hogwarts Poisoned Egg

Hogwarts Poisoned Egg