Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

"Is this thing really used for beating people?" Harry tugged the small balloon in his hand in confusion: "The quality is very good, no matter how you pull it, it won't break..."

"But why did Iger say be careful to kill people?" Ron looked at the water balloon in his hand and pondered: "This thing can save lives? It doesn't look like..."

"Ron, think about Muggle pistols," Harry reminded. "Who knows what weird stuff they've come up with?"

The door rang, Seamus and Neville pushed the door and walked in, stunned for their actions: "What are you doing?"

"Oh, you're back?" Ron raised the water balloon in his hand with a flamboyant face: "Look, what Iger gave me, he said it could prevent life."

"Well..." Seamus gave Ron a weird look: "It can really prevent..."

"You know this stuff?" Ron looked curious.

"Yeah, my parents' room has... I've seen it once..." Seamus said hesitantly, "But it doesn't seem that you use it like this... Doesn't your family enlighten you in that regard?"

"Which way?" Harry and Ron looked at each other and asked in unison.

"It's... the last step in falling in love..." Seamus whispered, surprisingly innocent.

Ron had a bad premonition inexplicably: "What do you mean?"

"It's that thing that you didn't use as chewing gum." Seamus glanced at the corner of Ron's mouth: "It's for you to wear underneath..."

"Wear it under..." Ron only felt a buzzing sound in his head, and sat down on the bed, and Harry, who was beside him, changed his face instantly.

"Ahhh!" The two suddenly burst out and held Seamus and Neville down: "Never say this."

Ron's face flushed.

"I know, I know hahaha..." Seamus laughed.

It took a long time for the two of them to relax.

"So... how exactly should this thing be used?" Ron looked at Seamus curiously.

"Uh... Just put it on the top first... Forget it, let's go to the bathroom, I'll teach you..." Seamus rolled his eyes.

Neville glanced at the three of them hesitantly.

"You too, I don't want to teach it again." Seamus rolled his eyes at Neville's timid look.

A few minutes later, a few people sneakily appeared in the boys' bathroom, hurriedly took off their clothes, and the four hurriedly slipped into the hot water pool.

"Okay, I'll teach it again... First, we have to make it stand up..."

"..."

Saying that, Seamus picked up a small bag and opened it, put it rustling under him and fiddled with it, then stood up and faced the three of them: "Do you understand?"

Harry: "..."

Ron: "..."

Neville: "..."

What do you want us to say?

Understood, Instructor?

Ron glanced at Seamus with a complicated expression, and then said dryly: "I...I'll try..."

After a long time, Ron struggled to fix it, and looked at the eyes of a few people with embarrassment: "I feel...a little uncomfortable...how does it look like?"

"Very good, quite powerful..." Harry muttered.

"Okay, let's take a shower and go back." Neville said in a panic, "It's time to turn off the lights. If you are caught, you will be deducted points."

As he said that, he stood up in a hurry, then slipped as if stepping on something, and knocked down Seamus with a plop.

"Damn, be careful..." Seamus bared his teeth and stood up.

"Are you all right, Neville?" Harry rushed up to help Neville up.

"Cough, I'm fine, I'm fine." Neville choked on two sips of water: "Be careful, I don't know who threw the soap under the pool.

poof...

Harry fell into the water...

"Harry!" Ron hurried forward to help.

Harry got out of the water, holding a piece of soap in one hand, and resting on his knee with the other hand, he couldn't help bending down: "Um... I knocked on my knee when I stood up, it hurt me to death, let me I'm slow..."

Ron nodded and stood aside to support Harry, while Neville groaned on the edge of the pool, clutching his **** in pain.

When the clatter sounded, the four of them turned their heads to look, and Sirius was standing at the entrance of the bathroom with a shocked expression, looking at a few people: "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing?" Harry was a little puzzled: "Good evening, Sirius, do you want to be together?"

Sirius looked at the soap in Harry's hand, then at Neville, who was lying on the edge of the pool with his **** covered, and then his eyes fell on Ron's lower body.

In the next second, Sirius glared angrily: "What are you doing? Harry, how can I explain to James when you do this?"

Harry: "???"

"What is he talking about?" Ron looked puzzled.

"Shut up!" Sirius roared rudely, and took out a wand from the basin on the ground and pointed it at Ron: "I'm going to kill you, son of a bitch!"

"Wait a minute, Sirius, what are you talking about?" Harry looked at Sirius suspiciously.

Sirius was stunned, did he really misunderstand?

"Woooooo, my **** hurts..." Neville's moan sounded.

"Die! Asshole!" Sirius' roar sounded again...

...

"I'm really sorry, Ron."

The next day, Iger saw Ron in the school doctor's office. By Ron's bed, Sirius smiled and cut an apple for Ron. Ron leaned against the head of the bed with a dark face, while Harry helplessly supported his head.

"I...would like to know, what happened?" Iger blinked his eyes curiously.

Sirius touched the back of his head and laughed dryly: "Hahahahaha..."

Ron looked at Sirius with the kind of look that I'll fight with you if you dare, and Sirius shut his mouth wisely.

Iger glanced at Ron, Ron looked at Iger with a helpless smile, and then only felt his brain dazed for a moment, and then heard Iger's magical laughter ringing in the school doctor's room, and never stopped...

"I told you!" Madam Pomfrey rushed in angrily, clutching her waist. "If there is nothing necessary, can you please go out?"

"I'm going, I'm going hahahaha..." Iger was dragged out by Hermione.

"That's not what I said." Sirius spread his hands.

"What just happened?" Ron looked blank.

Sirius looked at Ron and smiled awkwardly: "Have you heard of Legilimency?"

Ron: "..."

"Ah, ah, I fought with you!"

In the corridor, Iger found that the recent Ron seemed particularly unlucky.

In an instant, he saw everything from the gift he gave to the bath, and until noon, Iger couldn't stop the magical laughter and the tears from the laughter.

However, thanks to Madam Pomfrey's excellent medical skills, Ron was discharged at noon and caught up with the afternoon appointment.

During the hospitalization, there was not a single visitor, and everyone kept silent about the hospitalization.

"This is one of the most famous haunted houses in the UK." Ron shrugged in a pretentious manner at the door of the screaming shack.

Thankfully, he wouldn't have come near here anyway if Harry and Iger hadn't told him the history of the house.

"How do you feel?" Ron turned to look at Lavender with that smudged smile.

"It feels a little uncomfortable." Lavender shrank and drilled into Ron's arms, hugging Ron's waist, and the expression on Ron's face instantly became wonderful.

In the distance, Iger and the others were sneaking behind another bunker, poking their heads and looking in the direction of the two of them. When they saw Lavender hugging Ron's waist, Harry picked up the camera and clicked.

"Where did you get the camera?" Iger turned to look at Harry: "You still play with this."

"I borrowed it from Colin...I can't miss it, I don't have too many opportunities to laugh at him." Harry grinned, and smugly shook the camera in his hand.

"Well..." Iger nodded: "Nice job."

"She looks like she's scared." Harry looked at the backs of the two with a perverted smile gradually on his face: "I think Ron should be able to hit a home run."

"Harry!" Hermione sounded bad. "Can you please not discuss these things in front of women?"

"Sorry sorry." Harry laughed dryly.

"Brown..." Hermione ignored the two of them, turned her head and frowned suspiciously: "I always feel like I forgot something."

"Dennis Brown, the most famous exorcist in the UK, and his wife Emerin Brown have killed many female ghosts, undead, undead, etc..." Iger nodded: "I think, as their daughter, Lavender Brown's fear of ghosts is a bit of a bummer, even though she's more interested in divination..."

Harry: "..."

Hermione: "..."

So, he was soaked?

"They're in." Harry suddenly became excited.

"If I remember correctly, there seems to be a bed in the screaming shack, and a cleaning spell can deal with it..." Iger grinned.

"How did you understand so clearly?" Hermione turned her head to look at Iger in disapproval.

"When I was eight years old, when I came to Hogsmeade to help students buy things, I often walked the secret road of beating the willow." Iger spread his hands: "Because it is very close."

"Won't he be attacked by the beating willow?" Harry wondered.

"I will use the Patronus Charm at the age of eight." Iger didn't answer directly, but the two still understood.

I mean, if you don't listen, you'll be beaten...

"Are we going to get closer?" Harry said excitedly. "Please, I can't wait..."

"NO!" Hermione shook her head firmly: "This is too much, and it's also very rude, in case we sneak in and are found..."

"We don't have to go in." Iger took out his pocket and pulled out what looked like a rubber rope. The end of the rope was a realistic ear.

What are you kidding, still use it?

Brother what is there.

please call me dora egg...

"We're not doing this well..." Hermione muttered softly, still disapproving of what the two of them did.

"We passed." Iger said and left.

Hermione was stunned: "Wait for me..."

...

"It looks so dirty in here..."

The two walked into the screaming shack, and Ron subconsciously fanned his nose: "God, it's been a long time since people lived here."

Lavender drilled into Ron's arms again: "Ron, I'm afraid..."

"It's okay, it's me." Ron pretended to be bold and hugged Lavender's shoulders, his heart beating excited and surging.

He suddenly remembered what Iger told himself before:

'If you can't hit a home run, that's okay, a girl's first time wants to have a good form, you can take her to a different place, such as covering her face, going to the three brooms to open an apartment, Ms. Rosmerta If you don't get a room for you, you can cover your face and go to the Hog's Head, be careful when you go, Hagrid and Professor Flitwick always go there...

Also, remember to bring your own cup...'

Ron also remembered his grateful reply to Iger: How much does it cost to open a house?

Then Iger threw himself a piece of gold rubbish...

A good friend is really reliable!

Ron thought so, and in an invisible corner behind him, an ear with a long rope arched around the corner like an earthworm...

"We can record..." Harry happily took out a tape recorder.

"You're the devil..." Iger glanced at Harry with drooping eyelids.

"No no no, you are..." Harry grinned.

Iger always felt that Harry seemed to be led by himself and Sirius a little bit, and couldn't help but miss the little look of Harry when he first met.

Although it looks like a good boy now, but I don't know why it has become a little skinny.

A little bit nasty...

Hermione glared at Harry, as if she was opposing something, but she didn't dare to say anything, for fear that the two of them in the room would hear it.

The two people's voices began to be heard intermittently at the end of the telescopic ear, and Ron laughed from time to time, but Iger and the others were a little confused.

This kind of laughter is like those ZZs in previous life videos who say they are not afraid of walking into a haunted house and exaggeratedly laugh out loud...

It always sounds a little embarrassing.

And then there's Lavender's adoring voice in it.

Iger grinned, this is really a terrible woman, Iger felt that as long as she didn't bite Ron's lips off in the future, then Ron would basically be eaten by her...

Judging from Lavender's performance, this is a girl with high emotional intelligence.

She knows how to satisfy the little vanity of men, and she will save face for each other, being proactive, enthusiastic, considerate, and gentle.

The most important thing is that emotional intelligence is high, but intelligence is low...

Both women and men will like this.

Turning his head to look at Hermione, Iger felt that if it was his own choice...

Still a beautiful choice.

Hermione is such a little beauty...

She was only cute when she was young, and Hermione doesn't take much care of it now.

But Iger was waiting. While waiting for the Goblet of Fire to start, Iger hoped to see Hermione's stunning and moving appearance.

As for now, Iger is not in a hurry at all~www.NovelMTL.com~ It's like you found an antique worth hundreds of millions on the street stall, will you remember it?

Not urgent…

"What are you looking at?" Hermione asked in a low voice, a little embarrassed by Iger's gaze.

"I'm reading a book..." Iger muttered casually.

Hermione frowned her delicate little nose: "Don't make trouble, you don't like reading books."

Iger nodded seriously: "Yes, but the more I look at it, the more I want to sleep."

Hermione blushed, and Harry hiccupped on Iger's right hand.

I don't know why, but it's just a little tight.

Is this the dog food Iger was talking about?

Will my Animagus turn into a dog if it goes on like this?