Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

For two or three days in a row, the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic came and went in and out of Iger's house. Basically, the next batch came shortly after the previous batch left.

The people who come in each wave are different, but what they say and do are the same...

Umbridge was very upset. She sent out seven or eight groups of Aurors who wanted to put a magic limiter on Iger, but none of these groups succeeded, and even the first group of Aurors came back with their mouths full. With a little bit of oil, clutching his chest and calling out: He is too strong, I can't do it...

You can't stand it, can you?

Lie, you have to go for snacks, right?

It was another early morning, and the knock on the door rang again. Kaka opened the door for a while, then looked at Iger who was eating in the restaurant.

Iger turned his head to look at him, and a pink old toad was standing at the door looking at him with a smirk.

"If you have something to talk about, get out if you have nothing to do." Iger glanced at Umbridge, and then started to eat with his head down.

Umbridge suddenly stood at the door with a stiff face, neither walking nor staying.

"I have to remind you..." Iger was eating a piece of steak with a flat face, and said in a soft voice: "I don't mind you jumping around and making jokes, but if the Ministry of Magic wants to use any force Measures, I guarantee you will die first."

Saying that, Iger seemed to remember something.

"But it doesn't matter, Fudge will also be buried with you..."

Umbridge's face was pale, and his lips were pressed tightly.

"You may not believe it when you say it. If you plan to be cruel to me here, you will die. I don't care about others, but you will definitely die." Iger grinned.

Umbridge left, his face full of anger and anger, and he was scolded throughout the whole process without even saying a word.

None of the three or four Aurors who came with her paid any attention to her. All of them folded their arms and looked at her playfully when Iger spoke, which made Umbridge feel like a clown.

"I find that our family is always the busiest when we eat breakfast..." Chris laughed cheerfully as he looked at Umbridge's disappearing figure outside the window.

"No, it should be said that we have been eating breakfast when something happened." Iger grinned.

"If she was really unreasonable just now, would you kill her?" Jane frowned slightly, looking at Iger with some displeasure.

"Although I really don't want to lie to you, but..." Iger spread his hands: "Yes..."

"A fool who doesn't understand and examines the time is also very dangerous in a sense. Obviously, this is one. I'm not worried about her affecting me, but if possible, she will use you to threaten me, so she must die. "Iger said blankly: "I just didn't want to kill her at breakfast, so she survived..."

"But next time, she will not be able to escape." Iger's face was calm, and Jane's expression looked a little angry.

"No matter how much she hates... Iger, this is not a reason for you to take other people's lives at will, I will never allow you to do this!" Jane glared at Iger with akimbo, she was ready to quarrel with the rebellious teenager.

"Oh, okay... Then don't kill it." Iger nodded, showing no interest in quarreling.

simple:"???"

How did your position become so fast? So what about your manners? Didn't you worry about us before?

Iger shrugged and didn't speak. He was just a power lunatic who didn't know how to do shit. It's not too easy to get her.

All Iger needs is for the Dementors to give her a little kiss, and then Iger can point to Umbridge and say to Mrs Granger: Look, she's alive...

Mrs. Granger looked at Iger with some regret, and it seemed that she was a little disappointed that she could not have a rebellious quarrel with her child.

Today's children really don't understand... Is this child too mature?

Aren't normal children supposed to make a big noise when they think they're mature?

no... sad...

Mrs Granger ended up being a little depressed and went to work with Chris...

"You don't seem to be very happy dear..." Chris drove the car and couldn't help laughing while looking at his wife.

"I'm very sad. The two children in the family are becoming more mature, which makes me feel no sense of accomplishment in educating the children at all." Jane lowered her head in disappointment.

"I think it's a good thing, look at their peers, do those parents still have a headache?" Chris chuckled: "Arthur sent me a letter two days ago, complaining to me about the couple in their family. The twins who want to drop out of school, I don't know what Iger told them, the two young men want to come out and start a business, my God... Is starting a business that simple?"

"We don't know anything about the magic world..." Jane muttered.

"I don't think it's very reliable. If starting a business is really that easy, how could their family's economic conditions be so poor? Although Molly has always said that Arthur just doesn't want to be promoted..." Chris tilted his head: "Arthur seems to be very He likes the things we ordinary people live with, which is why he doesn't want to be promoted, God, this is too irresponsible for the family, my daughter will never marry that kind of man."

"Yeah... I'm very fortunate, Iger is not that kind of person." Jane spread her hands and said helplessly.

The couple looked at each other and then both sighed helplessly.

…

"Tell me about Iger..."

In Iger's suitcase, Harry and Hermione were looking around curiously. Sirius had been walking around beside Iger, making Iger, who was studying the structure of the Dementor, very annoying.

"Tell me how you concocted those little **** in Slytherin..." Sirius looked a little excited, he was immersed in the excitement of becoming a Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher and couldn't help himself.

"Please, you're going to be a teacher, not a gangster. Do you want the students to be in anger?" Iger murmured impatiently: "And I've said it several times, treating students Treat others equally, and don't look at others with tinted glasses."

"Okay, then what should I consider when preparing for the course? Is it dangerous?" Sirius asked eagerly.

"It's up to you to judge for yourself, but I took all the students' courses last year on the same level. Basically, the students are familiar with the common Defense Against the Dark Arts, and they are all applied very well... Open your mouth!" , Iger patted the head of the ghost, the dementor opened his mouth in horror, Iger stretched out his hand and digged in the other party's esophagus, which I don't know if it could be counted as the esophagus: "Like Grindylo, Bogut or something. Basically, you don’t need to teach, just review it at the end of the term.”

"And your final exam." A shorthand quill next to Sirius wrote in the notebook: "What do you think is better to prepare for this year's final?"

"As long as you're happy..." Iger said without hesitation, struggling to scratch the hole in the Dementor's face, a small fireball floating beside him illuminating his vision: "To be honest, I'm teaching a class. In this regard, I personally think that Remus should be a little more secure than you, your personality is really not suitable for standing in the classroom."

"Where should it be?" Sirius stared blankly.

"For example...Aurors or fire dragon breeders..." Iger spread his hands: "It depends on what you like~"

Sirius was stunned for a while, then pinched his chin and thought, and then his eyes suddenly lit up: "You got a basilisk in the exam... How about using a fire dragon for my final exam?"

So what kind of brain circuit do you have... Iger's mouth twitched.

Not far away, Harry was teasing Huang Hua curiously. Hearing this, he turned his head pale and looked over, hoping that his godfather would take back the foreword.

The more than a month spent with Sirius was very happy for Harry, and the relationship between the two became stronger, but sometimes Sirius' character is unacceptable even for Harry...

For example, the two of them originally played with pistols and targets, but after Sirius got tired of playing, he got a few rifles a few days later, and then a machine gun!

Thanks to Sirius, Harry now has a comprehensive understanding of firearms, and now the only thing Harry is afraid of is that his godfather may not be able to invite a merciful and merciful Gatlin Bodhisattva home...

Children are more troublesome than their parents, and Harry is very good here...

Children can make trouble, parents are even more crazy!

Several times when the two of them were eating out, Sirius almost got into a fight with others, and even took Harry with him, and sometimes asked Harry if he wanted a tattoo...

Do you love such parents?

Let's be honest, Harry's a little more sane now...

In fact, many parents are not willing to stay with Sirius, Arthur is okay, but he has to go to work every day.

Not to mention Molly, Sirius' slutty personality made Jasmine complain more than once. For example, sometimes Sirius would take Harry and a few red hairs of his own to drive a car that he didn't know why he had learned to fly out to play. .

Or he and his godson rushed into his house at breakfast with two brooms on their shoulders, and took a group of red hairs to find a suburb to play wildball...

Molly felt that if this continued, the Burrow would have to open a secret passage to Grimmauld Place.

Lupin has been a little busy recently. Ever since he and Iger came back from Albania, he has been taking the gold that Iger gave him to go around to make connections to prepare for the opening of the magic trick workshop in the future, so that Sirius, who has no good friends, has become a slut. The stray dog, he even dared to harass the Auror office when he was idle...

In his words, you can't stay in vain for 12 years, you must charge some interest to these bastards...

But it's not that he didn't do any good things. At least thanks to him, the product research of Magic Tricks Workshop is progressing rapidly. On the one hand, he can help when the twins can't cast spells, and on the other hand, some difficult materials are produced by As an adult, it would be easier for him to come forward.

The most important thing is that he also invested five hundred Galleons and bought 30% of the shares for his godson...

"Why is there a girl in the tent?" Hermione rushed out of the tent anxiously and glared at Iger.

"Another one?" Sirius turned his head to look at Iger and winked when he heard the words: "Strange, why should I say another..."

"That's a vampire, stay away from her, be careful if you get bitten, just put it there, maybe I might be able to use it later..." Iger replied casually.

However, this attitude reassured Hermione. Iger is not a person who is good at lying. If this girl has something to do with him, he will definitely be very embarrassed.

"Why get a vampire?" Harry was a little curious: "By the way, I also want to see what a vampire looks like..."

"It's actually similar to humans..." Iger muttered: "On the one hand, I may be able to find clues about my life experience in her, and on the other hand, I really forgot that there is such a guy..."

"Clues of life experience? Do you want me to help?" Sirius glanced at the two horns on Iger's head, and then his eyes suddenly lit up.

"No, thank you..." Iger pouted.

Wouldn't it be more and more helpful to ask you to help?

"I heard that vampires are descendants of demons, or bloodlines, or close relatives..." Iger closed the hole in the Dementor's face with a click and threw it aside: "So I want to observe some of what we have common characteristics..."

Iger then pointed to the dementor curled up beside him: "I heard that this thing is also the creation of the devil. According to the speculation about the devil recorded in the ancient book that Mr. Nico sent me, some people say that this family likes to trade with humans. , the target of the transaction is the human soul, and the dementor is the garrison of the devil's territory, which is used to collect the souls of the humans who have strayed into the devil's territory..."

"Have you found anything?" Sirius looked curious about the baby, and Hermione and Harry also came over curiously.

"I still need to observe..." Iger spread his hands.

"Are you starting to be interested in your past?" Hermione looked at Iger worriedly.

"No... I'm just curious..." Iger ticked the corner of his mouth: "If I was summoned, does that mean that this race still exists somewhere in this world?"

"Do they want to come back? If so, what do they want to do?" Egger mused in a low voice, "And is there only one race? Or are there actually many races lurking around the world?"

"Aren't you curious?" Iger grinned: "But I personally think that the population of this race should not be very large, after all, the magic power that escapes when this body does not appear can form a silent, thinking Think about it, a thousand creatures with Dumbledore's magic level in a sealed state, are you afraid?"

"The main thing is that you're still a minor..." Harry added. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"What you said makes a lot of sense..." Iger nodded, stood in the open space not far away, turned his head and glanced at Sirius on the side: "Please give me a disarming spell."

Sirius didn't say a word, and didn't trace any ink at all...

The red curse hit him with a swoosh, and then disappeared with a bang, and Iger stood in place without moving.

"What kind of ability is this?" Sirius looked surprised.

"I'm also studying this body..." Iger looked at his chest and nodded slightly: "I found that this body's magic resistance is very high, and in terms of resistance to magic, it is much higher than a werewolf... "

"What about strength? Is there any change?" Sirius suddenly looked eager when he heard the words.

"It's bigger, but it's not very obvious. It seems that the devil does not rely on strength to eat, otherwise it will be no different from the troll..." Iger pouted.