Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts
Chapter 166: life experience
"It's so beautiful... What's her name?" Iger took a sip of his wine and muttered to himself while looking at the girl in the portrait on the wall.
"Ariana Dumbledore," murmured Aberforth, looking at the portrait on the wall. "She's beautiful, isn't she?"
"Well... yes." Iger nodded.
"She's dead..." Aberforth's voice was like a dream, and there was a sadness in the silence: "I once said that I would protect her... My brother also said that I would protect her... But we couldn't do it after all. arrive…"
"Cough cough...Although it's a bit presumptuous...she is...how...?" Iger looked at Aberforth awkwardly.
"Grindelwald, me, my brother, when the three of us were fighting, she rushed over and was hit by someone's curse..." Aberforth's voice was haggard: "It's obvious that we have already hidden in Godric. Valley...but even so, we still hurt her."
"Um... condolences." Iger smacked his lips, feeling a little speechless for a while.
"I hate him and can't forgive him, but I can't forgive myself either." Aberforth shook his head slightly.
Iger knew who he was talking about. If nothing else, it should be his principal.
"It's a pity, I thought your relationship seemed to be a little better." Iger spread his hands, not knowing how to comfort each other.
The same surname is Dumbledore, but Iger doesn't quite understand how to communicate with the person in front of him.
"It's his dereliction of duty..." Aberforth said suddenly: "If it wasn't for him who wanted to travel the world with Ephias Dorgi, he wouldn't be able to take good care of Ariana, and he began to hate her gradually. Just because Ariana stopped him from becoming famous."
"Until Gellert Grindelwald appeared in Godric's Hollow and became the fuse of all this, he desperately wanted to leave that place, leave Ariana, for the so-called greater good."
Aberforth's voice was heavy and full of anger, and then he sighed with gloomy eyes: "I tried everything I could, but I couldn't make up for it... I wish she could survive, even if it was me who died..."
"Sorry, it's all over." Iger said softly.
He suddenly regretted coming here.
Why should I run over to listen to an old man's rants?
Aberforth looked at Iger silently: "I'm sorry..."
"It's okay, I don't mind, after all, it didn't bring me any loss..." Iger quickly waved his hand: "I don't blame you, really."
To be fair, Aberforth people are pretty good, Iger didn't plan to embarrass him before he came.
"No, that's not what I'm talking about." Aberforth shook his head slightly: "Thirteen years ago, when I went to London to stock up on bars, I witnessed your birth..."
Iger: "???"
Holy crap, why is this happening to me again?
"What do you mean?" Iger was stunned, then frowned slightly.
"It is said that demons have the ability to satisfy people's wishes, as long as you pay the price." Aberforth's voice was flat: "When I went to London, I met a couple of devil believers who used their children as sacrifices. , summoned the devil with his own life as a condition for summoning the devil..."
Iger stared blankly at Aberforth in front of him, not knowing what to say for a while.
If nothing else, Aberforth should be talking about himself.
"It's a very old summoning ritual, I don't know where they learned it, at least I haven't heard of it..."
"Then what?" Iger's mood was a little down.
He didn't really care about his parents in this life, but anyone who was born as a sacrifice would not feel good in his heart.
"It failed, the couple died." Aberforth looked at Iger with deep eyes: "After I buried them, I sent the child to an orphanage nearby."
Aberforth sighed, "I'm sorry, I wanted to stop it, but after I heard them say the devil's power, I thought I could..."
"It's okay..." Iger shook his head slightly, and then smiled a little self-deprecatingly: "It's really stupid, isn't it? They don't think that the emergence of demons can save them..."
"In theory, you can do it now, and they have succeeded..." Aberforth shook his head: "But they may not know that demons also need to grow... I'm sorry child..."
"It's okay." Iger shrugged, suddenly losing interest.
Originally, I was thinking of doing Aberforth's psychological counseling, but the other party suddenly threw a king bomb and beat him up.
Iger turned around with gloomy eyes, pushed open the door and left the bar, and returned to school a little numbly.
He had thought about all the reasons why he was there, maybe because of Voldemort...or maybe because of Dumbledore...
But he never thought that the reason for his appearance would be so simple...
Maybe the original child also died. After all, it didn't appear in the original book. Maybe it was because his transmigration suddenly made the ceremony successful again?
Iger only felt a mess in his head, and after returning to the bedroom, he fell headlong under Hermione's worried eyes, and fell into a drowsy sleep.
…
"What's up with him?"
In a daze, a voice rang in his ears, and Iger heard that it was Elsa's voice.
"I don't know, I've been sleeping since I came back that day." Hermione's voice sounded a little haggard.
"What the **** is going on?" Elsa's voice sounded a little worried: "What happened?"
"He went to the Hog's Head that day..." This was Fred's voice: "Perhaps it was because the cups were so dirty there?"
"Fred!" Mrs Weasley's solemn voice rang in her ears.
Iger finally couldn't help coughing and slowly opened his eyes. He didn't know how long he had slept. Anyway, he still felt very sleepy and had no energy at all, but the increasingly loud voices around him made him unable to sleep any more. .
"He's awake." Hermione's voice sounded a little excited: "Iger?"
"Hmm...?" Iger opened his eyes, feeling a little dry, probably full of mucus in his eye sockets...
"Thank goodness you finally woke up..." By the bed, Harry looked at Iger and grinned: "If you don't wake up, Hermione will kill."
Iger opened his eyes, turned his head to look, a group of people were hurrying around the bed, looking at himself with concern.
There were Elsa, Hermione, the Weasleys, Sirius and Remus.
"Iger, what's the matter with you?" Elsa's eyes looked red and tired, and Hermione on the side was in the same state.
"I'm fine..." Iger shook his head slightly, sat up with some effort, and kept teasing in his mouth: "Maybe it's because you ate too much dog food?"
"Aha...blame me hahahaha..." Sirius's wild laughter sounded, Madam Pomfrey's roar quickly followed, and Sirius immediately shrank his neck.
"You can't get sick, boss, or all your inheritance will belong to us." Fred teased with a smile.
George nodded: "Of course, we are also very willing to inherit your last wish and carry forward the magic trick workshop..."
"Thinking beautifully." Iger grinned and leaned gently on the pillow: "How long have I slept?"
"It's been more than two days." Hermione held Iger's hand tightly, pursing her lips hard to keep herself from crying.
"Ah... I feel fine, and my body feels soft when I sleep." Iger watched the group of people beside him with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, and his heart that was originally depressed because of his life experience suddenly warmed up.
"What happened, Iger." Elsa stroked her messy hair and looked at Iger with concern.
"It's okay, I just want to be lazy." Iger grinned and said nothing.
"But a lot of them are worried about you, boy." Mr. Weasley said cheerfully. "Tell us if there's anything unpleasant. You know, I have a lot of weird stuff in there..."
"Arthur!" Mrs. Weasley pinched her waist and glared at her husband.
"It doesn't matter, no one will trouble Iger..." Mr. Weasley muttered, and tugged at the knitted hat on his head with some grievance: "But it's okay, since Iger is awake, let's go back first."
Mr. Weasley was still a well-rounded person. Seeing that Iger didn't want to talk much, he hurriedly dragged a few adults beside him and left.
Harry and Ron looked at each other and communicated silently.
Harry: Should we go too?
Ron: It's alright, Fred and George are there too...
Fred: "Okay, Iger, let's go first."
Having said that, the twins left in a hurry. It seems that they are also very reluctant to stay in the ward, or maybe it is because they have stayed in the ward for too long.
Ron:…
Harry: They're gone.
Ron: Let's go too...
Only Hermione and Elsa were left in the room. Iger quietly leaned on the pillow and looked at them with a smile: "I'm fine, really."
"Iger, what happened?" Aisha looked at Iger with red eyes, her eyes full of distress.
"It's just a little thing." Iger muttered, embarrassed to tell the truth, for fear of being laughed at.
Gently hugging Iger, Elsa sniffed: "Tell me something?"
Iger: "???"
"Sirius is resigning, and I applied for a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts." Elsa laughed.
"That's good, why did he suddenly think about resigning?" Iger was stunned.
"I heard that he is going to China..." Hermione explained, "I don't know why..."
"What else can I do..." Iger laughed.
"The way you look when you sleep these days is very distressing, and you keep frowning." Elsa stretched out her hand and gently rubbed between Iger's eyebrows: "No matter what happens, we will always be by your side."
"Well..." Iger pursed his lips and shrank into the bed.
It is said that a man in love is like a child. Iger thinks this is quite right. Whether it is Hermione or Elsa, it is difficult for Iger to resist each other.
Heh... Is this what it feels like to be nurtured?
After simply cleaning up, Iger was soon forcibly discharged from the hospital amid Madam Pomfrey's protests.
Elsa left quickly, her resignation process at the Ministry of Magic has not been completed, and she needs to go back and arrange it.
After sending Hermione back to the Gryffindor Tower, Iger went all the way to the principal's room.
"Ah... Glad you can wake up, Iger." Dumbledore looked at Iger cheerfully.
"Why did I sleep so long?" Iger frowned slightly.
"I think... you probably need a good night's sleep to relieve your psychological anxiety." Dumbledore nodded slightly: "It seems that your mood was really problematic at the time."
Iger was a little silent, he could probably guess that Dumbledore did something.
"Where were you then? You already knew that?" Iger turned to look at Dumbledore.
Dumbledore shook his head slightly: "No, I don't know about this."
"But..." Dumbledore looked at Iger with deep eyes: "Yes, but... But I don't think this kind of thing will have any effect on you."
"It really didn't have any effect on me." Iger muttered stubbornly.
The impact is still there...
I still feel bad...
Dumbledore looked at Iger honestly: "You are very sad child."
"Shut up and thank you..." Iger was expressionless.
"Do you remember Peter Pettigrew and Sirius?" Dumbledore looked at Iger.
"What?" Iger tilted his head, grabbed Fox and slapped the bird, and Fox humiliated and shivered in Iger's arms.
"You said a sentence back then that made my memory especially deep..." Dumbledore looked at Iger cheerfully: "Hearing is false, seeing is believing."
"You mean, he's lying to me?" Iger was stunned.
"No, Abu, he won't lie." Dumbledore shook his head slightly: "But some things may not be what we think. You say that seeing is believing, but sometimes, seeing is not necessarily true. Many things we You can't just rely on your eyes to distinguish between good and bad, right from wrong, but to see the essence through appearance, this has always been what you are best at, child..."
Iger was a little silent: "You mean, I should... see for myself?"
Dumbledore did not speak, UU reading www.uukanshu. com sat quietly behind the desk.
Iger bit his lip, and then the figure disappeared in place with a snap.
"What a restless boy..." Phineas snorted on the wall.
"You seem to be paying attention to that kid Phineas." Dumbledore looked at the portrait of Phineas calmly: "You like him very much?"
"I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense!" Phineston yelled irritably.
Dumbledore shrugged noncommittally.
Oh, the people of Slytherin...
"You seemed to have an offensive idea just now." Slytherin glanced at Dumbledore.
"Ah..." Dumbledore smiled cheerfully: "I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense..."
Phineas: "…"
You'll Also Like
-
I, a mercenary, became a beautiful silver-haired boy
Chapter 1600 15 hours ago -
There are too many villains, so it's reasonable for the heroine to fall for him!
Chapter 164 15 hours ago -
Became a delicate girl, and was made to cry by the childhood sweetheart
Chapter 123 15 hours ago -
My girlfriend thinks I'm crazy, I'm picking up gold in the end times
Chapter 338 15 hours ago -
Young White Horse: The Drunken Swordsman shocked Little Dongjun at the beginning
Chapter 182 15 hours ago -
Pirates: I am a great swordsman
Chapter 551 15 hours ago -
One Piece: My Conqueror's Haki can be trained automatically
Chapter 290 15 hours ago -
Special Forces: If I ask you to scout, you will overturn the wolf's teeth?
Chapter 352 15 hours ago -
Siheyuan Diaosi Attack
Chapter 208 22 hours ago -
Hogwarts: I am the White Lord
Chapter 367 22 hours ago