Hogwarts Poisoned Egg

For things like showing off, Iger felt that he did just the right thing.

At least he didn't rush into the opponent's crowd and ask the opponent with wide eyes.

do you want to dance

Do you want to dance too?

Well, you really want to dance too

Come on, dance with the devil

Then maybe from now on, I will have another title: Dance King of Hogwarts

From a distance, Mr. Zou came over with the students from Kunlun Hall. A group of oriental teenagers threw the notes in their hands into the Goblet of Fire in an orderly manner. Egger looked over curiously.

"Old man, who is your school most likely to select?"

Zou Shu looked at Aige, then glanced at the students behind him, "They are all excellent, I don't know."

Zou Shu may have a student he likes, but as a teacher, he still can't say such things in front of so many people.

"Well, if You Mengyu signs up," Aige thought while holding his chin.

"It's possible." Zou Shu nodded, "That kid is very good and very talented in weapon refining."

"But if you want to participate, the rules of the competition are that you are only allowed to bring one wand." Iger looked at Zou Shu, "Can it be done?"

"The rules have been changed." Dumbledore stepped forward calmly. "The warriors of Kunlun Hall can choose a suitable medium as a means of competition, but it can only be the same."

Egger nodded clearly. If this is the case, then % of the time he would choose Flying Sword.

"To be honest, even though I signed up, I prefer that the warriors of our school are Fred and the others, or Angelina."

At night, everyone returned to the tower, Harry said.

"A bit ambitious, maybe they will choose us." Ron said with a smile.

"If we are chosen," Hermione thought for a moment, "it will be a tragedy. We have already proved our courage by putting in our names. If we are really chosen, it will definitely not be a tragedy." Happy things.”

About the fire dragon, Egg only hinted at the twins. The others still don't know what the project is, which makes Ron feel mysteriously confident so far. However, in comparison, Harry and Hermione are Much calmer.

Early the next morning, the sticky-looking drizzle began to drift in the sky again. Egger followed the normal procedure and chose to skip school. The excuse for taking leave was to go to the Forbidden Forest for a field trip for the competition, but in fact he retreated into Hagrid. In their hut, the two of them ate beef hot pot for a long time.

For the two of them, drinking wine and eating hot pot early in the morning is not an unacceptable thing.

All the meat and other items were brought by Egger. Although Hagrid wanted to put some weird things into the pot, such as big furry claws of unknown species, Egger declined.

The elf Sia took time to light a fire and set up a pot for the two of them, and prepared a series of ingredients, which made Egg even more reluctant to move.

"Hermione has always dreamed of liberating the elves, but it turns out that her boyfriend has the second largest group of house elves in England." Hagrid laughed and teased Egg, holding a bottle of Firewhiskey in his hand. .

That's right, pinching.

The huge whiskey bottle seemed like a delicate bottle of oral liquid in Hagrid's rough hands.

"Xia and the others are family." Iger snorted, "This is my home."

"Well, family, just like Hermione, you are also a weirdo." Hagrid laughed.

"Where is the largest ethnic group?" Iger looked at Hagrid and asked.

"Oh, of course it's the Ministry of Magic." Hagrid laughed.

Egger nodded clearly and picked up a piece of beef shabu-shabu with drunken eyes.

On a rainy and humid day, nothing is more heart-warming than a hot pot meal.

But even though the two of them drank wine, sang songs, and ate hot pot, Hagrid still looked distracted, and Iger could see it from his dress.

A huge suit, hair with several bottles of hairspray, and the pungent smell of low-quality perfume, all the features declare one thing.

Hagrid's dream girl is coming

Sure enough, just after lunch time, there was a knock on the door at Hagrid's hut.

Hagrid quickly stood up and opened the door of the cabin, and Mrs. Maxim walked in with a smile on her face.

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Maxim." Iger said hello to Mrs. Maxim.

"Good afternoon, little gentleman." Madame Maxime said in a low voice with a strong nasal tone.

Egg always feels that French people have a feeling of stuffy nose when speaking English, and this feeling is even more obvious with Madame Maxime, who has a deep voice.

"Are you two in love?" Iger raised his eyelids.

"Yes." Hagrid laughed.

Madame Maxime smiled softly, her smile was reserved, and she acquiesced.

"That's really a blessing to you." Iger flattened his mouth, "The talented man and the beautiful woman are really good."

I don’t know why, but the shabu-shabu beef in my mouth suddenly doesn’t taste good anymore.

After eating a few simple bites, Egg said hello to Hagrid and said goodbye.

He could tell that Hagrid's mind was no longer on eating.

I wandered away from Hagrid's hut, and not far away I saw Hermione and the others walking towards Hagrid's hut.

"If I were you, I wouldn't choose to go there at this time." Egg burped, and held Hermione's little hand in a crooked way.

"Why?" Harry was confused.

"Madame Maxime is inside." Egg muttered.

"Oh, he's in love with her." Ron said in disbelief. "Ah, if they have children in the future, I dare say each child will weigh a ton."

"It's not that exaggerated." Iger waved his hand, "It's half a ton."

Harry thought about the two of them falling in love, and couldn't help but shudder. "Iger is right, we'd better not go there."

"In fact, what you may not know is that they have been in love for almost two years." Egg shrugged. "They met last time when Mrs. Maxim came to Hogwarts to take the final exam of the Basilisk."

"And it was love at first sight" Harry asked.

"Absolutely. Later when I went to France, I saw the two of them falling in love in a small bar. The one named Fleur said that Hagrid was not good enough for Madame Maxime." Iger sneered.

"How could there be anyone other than Hagrid?" Hermione was about to say something, but after thinking that it wouldn't be good for Hagrid, she quickly stopped talking.

"You have known each other for a long time." Ron's focus was rather strange. He looked at Egg with a strange expression, "Oh my god, you actually know such a beautiful girl."

Iger shrugged noncommittally.

Isn't Elsa beautiful? Hermione is also beautiful, but she hasn't carefully tidied up her messy hair.

"Do you think Hagrid is worthy of her?" Harry grinned.

"The size and everything should be a good match." Iger thought for a while, and Hermione on the side slapped Iger angrily.

"Okay, if that's the case, let's go back quickly. The warriors of each college will be announced tonight." Hermione urged.

"Ege, how about that Fleur?" Ron looked at Ige eagerly, and Harry's expression on the side also looked a little unnatural.

Although both of them already have girlfriends, their resistance to beautiful women is still very low.

"How about it?" Iger thought for a moment, "I've never used it before, and I don't know how it feels."

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