Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

Thinking of this, Iger no longer hesitated, and appeared behind everyone in a flash.

Perhaps because everyone was in black robes, the people in the venue did not notice that there was an uninvited guest behind them at some point. Iger picked up the staff and the golden staff slowly turned into a ghost in his hand. A huge golden warhammer.

"Gryffindor..." Iger muttered in a low voice, hitting the back of a black-robed man's head with a hammer.

"Who?" A shout came from the front, and Iger was stunned for a moment, only to realize that this group of wizards were outflanking the fire dragon. There were actually a group of people on the side and behind the fire dragon. Iger's wild hammer just happened. in the eyes of these people.

"Failure to lurk..." With a faint sigh, Iger looked disappointed: "Ten thousand bullets fired..."

The sound fell, and the sand and stones on the ground within a radius of 100 meters were pulled up by an inexplicable force, and blasted towards everyone in the venue with a thunderous whistle, and a black sandstorm-like scene instantly filled the center of the venue.

Puff puff…

It sounded as if something had been smashed, and after a few seconds, there was no wizard who could still stand in the arena.

boom!

A scorching breath rushed towards Iger, and with a flick of the warhammer in Iger's hand, the flaming breath in front of him disappeared without a trace like a bubble burst.

"Suppression from ten directions."

Iger muttered softly, and in an instant, the black iron chain that filled the sky attacked the horned dragon, but within two or three seconds, the horned dragon was wrapped tightly by the chain like a zongzi.

On the ground, a group of people in black robes stared at Iger's spellcasting in astonishment, and for a moment even forgot to cry out in pain.

"Let's go." Iger took out the box and waved to the fire dragon wrapped in rice dumplings in the field, and the fire dragon was stuffed into the box with a swoosh.

"Who are you...hs..." A man in black robes looked at Iger eagerly, and wanted to stand up, but he seemed to have pulled the wound, and he took a breath and sat back.

"Who are you guys?" Iger asked blankly, looking at the blood-covered wizards who had been beaten by gravel on the ground.

Because he had put on a hood before coming, Iger was confident that no one would recognize him here.

The man in black robe was stunned: "You haven't answered my question yet..."

Iger sneered when he heard the words: "Why should I answer your question?"

The man in black robe: "???"

"Answer me, who are you guys?" Iger pointed at the warhammer from afar, and the man in black robe shrank his neck, it seemed that he was afraid of being beaten...

"We are from the Fire Dragon Research Base..." said the man in black robe.

Bang!

A hammer knocked the black-robed man unconscious, and Iger pointed the warhammer at the next black-robed man: "Who are you?"

"We are poaching." No. 2 Heipao Ren is very honest...

Iger nodded with satisfaction. He didn't really care whether the other party was from the research base or poaching, but in this case, he must be poaching...

"Have you recognized the mistake?" Iger looked at the second man in black robe cheerfully.

"I see." No. 2 Heipao Ren was very cowardly.

Iger nodded again, and the warhammer in his hand slowly changed back to the staff.

The black-robed man No. 2 took a dazed look at the staff in Iger's hand, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Excuse me, are you Master Poison Egg?"

"You are such a poisonous egg, your whole family is a poisonous egg." Iger suddenly stared: "I tell you, don't slander good people!"

Black-robed man No. 2: "..."

Iger snorted and glanced at the man again: "What if I am? What if I am not?"

Listen to what we have to say, you don't sound like a good person...

"Sir, our children admire you very much, can you sign me?" The second man in black robe looked at Iger eagerly.

Iger suddenly looked at a loss.

Big brother, why are you being beaten like this bear, and you even asked me for an autograph?

Holding his chin and thinking about it, Iger felt that there was nothing wrong with it: "Bring a pen."

"Okay, okay." The man suddenly looked happy, and hurriedly took out a quill and a notebook from his arms.

Iger took the pen and paper, and threw it wildly on it, and threw the notebook back: "Take it."

"Thank you, sir, thank you sir." The man was flattered, and then saw Iger's figure disappearing in place with a snap.

She happily opened the book and turned to the page that Iger had just signed. A line of English letters caught the man's eyes.

Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore…

The man in black robe: "???"

Even if you sign the wrong name, you still sign your full name?

It's quite water...

Iger doesn't know what he thinks, but in the magic world, things like names are not signed casually.

Some magical contracts will automatically take effect when signed, and Iger is not someone like Gilderoy Lockhart who can't wait to sign his name on toilet paper...

Seeing that a giant dragon entered his pocket, Iger spread his wings and flew towards Hungary, the next country.

I scratched my head with some doubts. Iger felt that he had better go and have a look. After all, all relatives and friends are in this country. If something goes wrong...

Immediately without hesitation, the wings flew in the direction of the magic power.

In the distance, a town full of fairy tales appeared in Iger's field of vision. The houses in the town were colorful and varied. Iger flew all the way into the town, and the residents of the town at night did not seem to be caught This surging magic fluctuation affects, but in the distance, you can already see the wizard flying far away on the broom, it is estimated that it is the local Auror on duty.

Before Iger could find a place to land, a winged figure in front of him hurriedly flew towards Iger.

Iger was stunned for a moment, and the person who came to press Iger was also stunned for a moment.

"Emily?" Iger looked suspiciously at Emily who was in a hurry: "What's the situation?"

"Leave here first." The little girl looked nervous, as if she didn't mean to say anything, so Iger had to follow Emily all the way.

"You're flying too slowly." The two flew out nearly a hundred miles all the way, and Iger pressed Emily's shoulder: "Apparate."

After all, ~www.NovelMTL.com~ The figures of the two disappeared in mid-air with a snap, and appeared in the woods somewhere in Hungary, hundreds of kilometers away.

"Huh..." Emily looked flustered, and when she saw that the two had left the place, she breathed a sigh of relief and sat down under an old tree: "I found that thing."

"Congratulations." Iger shrugged indifferently.

"Don't you want to know what it is?" Emily looked at Iger eagerly: "Maybe it has something to do with you."

Iger suddenly came to the spirit: "What is it?"

"Have you heard of the Holy Artifact of the Blood Race?" Emily sniffed, adjusted her mood and said softly.

Iger pouted: "I've only heard of Deathly Hallows..."

"There are thirteen sacred artifacts of the blood race in the legend." Emily did not raise the bar with Iger, but calmed down her inner excitement and turned to look at Iger: "The most valuable one is the fierce key, which is said to have With powerful magic power, it is also the key to open the gate of hell!"