Hogwarts Poisoned Egg

Egg then smiled awkwardly and fiddled with the mandrake in his hand.

"Why are you cutting the new branches of the poisonous tentacles?" Harry looked at Egg strangely.

"The purchase price is very high, and the poisonous tentacles are very precious. A small branch when they grow teeth costs at least several galleons." Egg muttered in a low voice. Get rid of the fishy smell of meat in the hotpot base.”

"A few Galleons" Ron suddenly looked at the poisonous tentacles behind him with fiery eyes. The herbal medicine class that I found annoying in the past suddenly became extremely interesting.

"Yeah, most of the money I live in was obtained at Hogwarts." Egg spread his hands. "Whether it's the Forbidden Forest or a greenhouse or some messy place, as long as you think about it, you can definitely find it in Hogwarts." Watts got help.”

"Is there anything that can make money in the Forbidden Forest?" Ron looked at Egg expectantly.

"A lot." Egg thought for a while, "The eggshells of birds and snakes, the eggshells of that thing are made of silver, the hair of unicorns, a ten galleons stick, the venom of Acromantula, etc. Something that has a price but no market.”

"Hagrid didn't even tell us," Ron said a little sourly.

"Hagrid doesn't like to exchange things for money from the creatures in the Forbidden Forest, and his knowledge is really limited." Iger shook his head. "Except that Hagrid helped me get a lot of tuition and fees before I entered school, last year I He always went to the Forbidden Forest to get it by himself, not to mention, just driving your twin brothers out of the Forbidden Forest was enough for him."

Ron nodded in a daze, and was about to say something when Professor Sprout's voice sounded.

"Okay, everyone, put on your earmuffs. Although the cry of young mandrakes is not fatal, it can make people unconscious for several hours." Professor Sprout motioned for everyone to put on their earmuffs. "I miss you." I wouldn’t want to end up in the hospital on the first day of school.”

"Iger, don't pull the leaves of the mandrake," Professor Sprout shouted loudly, but Iger wore an earmuff and pretended not to hear, and quickly picked up a few pieces and put them in his pocket. Professor Lauter suddenly looked melancholy.

Pulling out the mandrake with a pop, Egg casually stuffed the crumpled and screaming black doll in his hand into the pot on the other side. The black doll's little paws pressed on the edge of the flower pot and wanted to crawl out. Egg followed its strength slightly. Lifting it, he stuffed it in again.

Harry and others on the side followed Egger's example. I have to say that this was indeed a lot more convenient. However, Professor Sprout was very unhappy. She felt that Egger's movements were too rough and were not good for the plants. grow.

"What's the point of growing this thing?" is what Ron said.

"What on earth were you listening to just now? I've obviously answered Professor Sprout's question." Hermione said impatiently. "Mandrake is an important component of most antidotes and can make people who are deformed or a petrified person restored to his original state.”

"Who would be affected by the Transfiguration spell?" Ron muttered.

After a Herbal Medicine class, the struggling students were exhausted and complained about the fatigue of the Herbal Medicine class. However, a worse class soon awaited them, Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class.

But for others, this class may be difficult, but for Egger and Hermione, this is a course to improve their scores.

Their homework is to turn a small beetle into a button

Harry spent a long time. The beetle quickly dodged the wand in Harry's hand and tried to escape from the table. Ron on the other side was even more unbearable. He tried to hold the beetle down again and again, but accidentally pressed it to death. In desperation, I had to go to Professor McGonagall to get another one, but Professor McGonagall didn't seem too happy about it.

Egg felt that even with his appearance, Ron's old wand was not damaged, and it seemed to be no different from a broken wand in his hand.

It wasn't until the lunch bell rang that Harry and Ron heaved a sigh of relief. Harry felt like his brain was like a wrung-out sponge, and Ron lay weakly on the table.

Egg stood up and took Hermione's little hand. After saying hello to the two of them, he walked towards the auditorium calmly.

"I really envy Egg," Ron groaned weakly, "His life is so beautiful."

"Don't say that." Harry whispered, "Iger is an orphan. I think the most important thing to him is family ties."

"Oh, then I'd trade Percy for Hogwarts Castle," Ron hummed.

"I think he might not like it." Harry flattened his mouth, and then the two of them looked at each other and laughed maliciously.

During lunch, at the Gryffindor table, Egg whispered, "Are you ready for the dobby?"

"It's been arranged, Mr. Egger." Dobby's high-pitched voice sounded in Egger's ears.

A few minutes later, the students saw Lockhart walking in with big steps and a smile on his face. Egg sat silently next to Fred and George, chewing a piece of baked potato, and was about to enjoy a spit show, and then He felt a big hand on his shoulder.

"Hi, Egg, you left really early that day." Lockhart greeted Egg with a smile on his face.

The baked potato in Iger's hand was still stuffed in his mouth. Hearing this, he held the potato in his mouth expressionlessly and turned his head, "Go away."

Lockhart immediately walked away with a smile, as if the embarrassing incident had never happened.

Iger really had to admire this guy's shamelessness. He said the words "get out" subconsciously. Originally, he really didn't intend to start a fight directly.

Seeing Lockhart sitting on the teacher's bench eating lunch, he picked up the cup and took a sip, and then saw Lockhart's eyes gradually becoming hollow.

Egger winked at the Weasley twins. The twins nodded and immediately came to Lockhart's side happily. Egger casually dropped a small beetle on the twins' robes.

The beetle was Rita Skeeter, who hurried over after Egg pressed the Eggman Hall logo on the twins' arms.

"Hey, Professor Lockhart, we've admired you for a long time," Fred shouted loudly, trying hard to attract the attention of the students and professors in the auditorium.

Sure enough, because of the twins' uncharacteristic words, everyone turned their heads to look at them in surprise.

"Thank you." Lockhart's eyes were empty, but he still grinned.

"I would like to ask you, how did you stop the werewolf and drive away the female ghost?" George asked curiously, holding an egg roll and passing it to Lockhart's mouth.

"It was not my fault that stopped the werewolves from expelling the female ghosts." Lockhart's words were like thunder on the ground, causing an uproar in the auditorium.

"Quiet," Egger shouted, and his loud voice made the auditorium quiet again.

"But you wrote so many great things in the book?" Fred asked in a joking voice. No one noticed that at this time, a golden cup in Lockhart's hand disappeared quietly, not far away. Snape's eyelids raised and the corners of his mouth moved slightly.

"Books can deceive people," Lockhart said in a cheerful voice. "Think about it with your common sense. If people don't think that I did those things, the sales of the book will be far behind, and readers will not be willing to read it. The deeds of an ugly old American wizard. Although he saved a village from the scourge of werewolves, putting his picture in a book is not ugly. He has no taste at all in his clothes and the female ghost who expelled Wanlun. A witch with a hairy chin."

The surroundings were noisy again, and the students looked at Lockhart in disbelief. A little girl stood up immediately and looked at Lockhart, "So you put everything that others did on your own account."

"It's not that simple. I have a lot of work." Lockhart's eyes were slightly empty. "Follow up and investigate to understand how they did it. Finally, I have to cast a forgetting spell on them. If I have anything to be proud of, , that is my forgetting spell, you know, child."

As the last sentence fell, the effects of Lockhart's medicine finally wore off, and the smiling expression on his face gradually became stiff as his brain sobered up. Looking at the angry and disgusted eyes around him, Lockhart's face instantly turned pale.

"I think the Oblivion Curse that you are so proud of Mr. Lockhart has little chance of being cast." Snape's gloomy voice sounded, and he looked at Lockhart with gloomy eyes. "I must ensure that my students I will not be harmed by your forgetting spell."

"I think the guards of Azkaban should have natural resistance to the Oblivion Curse." Professor McGonagall looked at Lockhart angrily with cloudy eyes. "In fact, I don't think a villain like you can." Cast wandless, I'm sorry, but we have to take your wand away."

Lockhart's expression gradually turned ferocious, and he immediately reached out and took out his wand. However, someone moved faster than him, and Fred gleefully knocked him unconscious with a wave of his wand.

"Beautiful silent casting, twenty points for Gryffindor," Professor Flitwick shouted in a high-pitched voice. It seemed that he was also very angry at what Lockhart had just said.

"We will cherish it. Salute you, Professor Flitwick." Fred bowed to Professor Flitwick cheerfully.

"This is the first time we have received extra points since we entered school." George laughed. "It feels really good."

Just after the students were in an uproar because of Lockhart's despicable behavior, within a short time, several Aurors from the Ministry of Magic rushed in and took Lockhart away.

"How could you do this?" After a while, Hermione looked at Egger worriedly. "The Ministry of Magic has strict control over the use of truth serum. You will be arrested and openly drugged professors. Do you think these professors will how to think"

"Don't worry." Egg grinned. "Fred just poured a whole bottle of old whiskey into the unconscious Lockhart. Everyone will just think he drank too much. And before that, I communicated with Severus." After that, he thought it was a great idea, and even if nothing was found, I already told the house elves in the kitchen to put the blame on Dobby. As for Dobby, I just gave him half a month of He went on vacation, and no wizard could catch a free elf."

"The most important thing is that I communicated with the professors before doing this. They always believed that bringing Lockhart to justice was the best option, even if it took extra time to help the students. Defense Against the Dark Arts class," Egg said with a smile, "To be honest, that guy is really annoying. He was hated by all the professors on the first day he came."

At night, in Dumbledore's office, Egg was looking at Dumbledore with a smile.

"I originally thought that you would wait until halfway through the semester before you couldn't stand him anymore." Dumbledore chewed a Bibi's multi-flavored bean. "Yeah, but I didn't expect you to start on the first day of school." "

Egger looked at Dumbledore with strange eyes, "So you can taste something just because you are knowledgeable?"

Dumbledore blinked, thought for a while and said, "Life is always exciting when you try everything."

"Ugh" Iger covered his chest and retched, and then decided not to continue this disgusting topic. "I thought you would be unhappy if I took him away."

"In fact, it's a bit. After all, it means that students will not have a suitable Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher this year." Dumbledore nodded.

"What do you think of me?" Egg looked at Dumbledore with a smile.

"So you are waiting for me here." Dumbledore nodded with a smile. "I approve of you, Iger, but I don't know what the parents of those students think."

"I think I should be able to handle it." Egg thought for a while and said.

"I think so." Dumbledore nodded, "You caught that noisy little beetle in your hand, right?"

"I can't hide anything from you. I need to win over some forces." Egg looked calmly into Dumbledore's eyes.

"This is a good thing. To be honest, I don't want you to fight alone like me." Dumbledore didn't seem surprised by Iger's thoughts. "If I could have had the toughness of Voldemort or Grandewall, I think Voldemort would It may not last long.”

"You make it sound like I'm the same as them." Egg flattened his mouth.

"In my opinion, you are the same type of person as them, excellent, outstanding, outstanding, and even as ruthless in skills." Dumbledore nodded, and his eyes under the half-moon lenses looked at Egger's childish face. "The difference is, Egg, your positions are different, and your personalities are also different. You are much happier than them, and you value everything around you more. Otherwise, I would have controlled you when you used Avada Kedavra on Quirrell. Get up, in my opinion now, even if you are kind to others, sometimes being tough is just as important, and this may also be my original mistake."

"Aren't you afraid that I will become uncontrollable?" Iger curled his lips. He didn't believe that Dumbledore had no backup plan.

"I have thought about whether you will become more and more greedy." Dumbledore nodded. "But after thinking about it, it seems that there is really nothing that can attract you. The only thing you are missing now is your power. But it seems like you have no interest in that thing, huh?"

"I'm too lazy to even do my homework," Iger said flatly.

"That's right. I think you have no interest in paying attention to those political struggles." Dumbledore nodded. "Then, it's up to you. You will teach the Defense Against the Dark Arts class this year, but I only give it to you." In one year’s time, next year I will no longer have a reason to ask students to teach instead.”

"One year is enough." Egg nodded, "So, homework and stuff."

"I can't help you with this," Dumbledore said without thinking.

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