Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

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Soon, before a few people could say anything, Professor McGonagall rushed over: "Oh... I'm sorry Miss Granger, your parents didn't want to come to watch the finals, they said that Iger was very helpful here. Don't worry, Mr. Granger told me your mother's blood pressure seemed to be a little high after the last race, although I don't know exactly what blood pressure is..."

"It's okay, it's okay..." Iger twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Also, if you're ready, then let Mr. Morrissies accompany you more, after all--well--other warrior parents will come, but I think it's me who watched first. I wouldn't even want to come to the third game..." Professor McGonagall smiled understandingly, turned and left.

"I thought they came back to see..." Hermione looked a little lost.

"I didn't let them come." Iger shook his head: "If nothing happens, Barty will definitely come. I invited Remus and Mr. Weasley to the house to protect them, if anything happens If there is a riot, at least I need to worry a little less."

Hermione nodded and stopped talking, just quietly resting her little head on Iger's shoulder.

On the faculty bench, a group of teachers and officials from the Ministry of Magic were whispering something to each other. To Iger's surprise, old Barty Crouch was not in the crowd. If Iger guessed correctly, it is estimated that at this time The old Barty should have cooled down...

In his place were Cornelius Fudge and Rufus Scrimgeour. Scrimgeour took more than 30 Aurors from the Ministry of Magic. They were responsible for the safety of the warriors in the arena today, and also to prevent the creatures of the forbidden forest from running out of the maze by accident.

Colin was shooting around with a camera that Iger had fiddled with on his shoulders, and he was about to explode with excitement! According to Iger, this year's Tournament will be recorded and given a chance to be shown on Diagon Alley.

And he! Colin Creevey! It's the shooter of the first documentary in the wizarding world!

The future father of the wizarding documentary! Colin, who had just been in the third grade, really couldn't stand this huge temptation, so he agreed without thinking about it...

In fact, his biggest regret is not being able to record the game with the Warriors in person...

You know, when a Gryffindor finds his interest, life and death are trivial matters, and fire dragons are not a big problem...

The grandness of the final game field is much grander than in the original work. When the students followed the teacher to the edge of the forbidden forest, they could see the high wall of thorns in the forest from a distance.

A group of centaurs gathered at the edge of the forbidden forest, eyeing the Hogwarts students, their faces not looking very good.

Of course their faces will not look good!

A month ago, when Iger went to negotiate with them, although I was very afraid of Iger, they did not agree to lend the land of their own tribe to the competition.

Before coming, Dumbledore told Iger to be as gentle and friendly as possible, so Iger politely and gentle said that after the game, the territory of their tribe would be returned to them intact, and then they expressed their unwillingness to compromise with the human wizards. .

When Iger gave in for the last time, he said that this was not a compromise, but a deal. He could give them another part of the territory as compensation for the game. They said no, no one can move our territory. Centaurs are so arrogant!

Iger took out the title deed of Hogwarts and showed them to them, saying that the entire Hogwarts, including dozens of square kilometers of forbidden forest, was mine! Then he killed the centaur leader and a few centaur elders with a smile, and then said hehe, either be honest and obedient, or die here. At Hogwarts, not only the land belongs to Laozi, but your life is also Laozi's!

The pride of this group of centaurs suddenly disappeared...

The most interesting thing is that when the centaur leader died, they sent a representative to express their willingness to compromise, but the territory should be expanded.

Iger sneered at that time and said: Expanding the NMLGCB can reduce it by half. If it is too crowded, I can help solve the population problem...

what idea? I'll give you face, don't throw your feet on the ground, and now you're scared and want to pick them up and pat the ashes as offerings?

Thinking too much?

You can't do this without shame!

Iger has always had no affection for these conceited and weak creatures. Look at the people and fish, how kind?

Now whenever Iger and Hermione pass by the Black Lake, there will always be some little murlocs who will give Iger the specialties from the bottom of the lake, or exchange some small items with the two, such as small jewelry made of shells or something - Black Lake Connected to the sea, shellfish are not uncommon.

Every time I meet them, the racial atmosphere is very good, and there is no racial discrimination at all.

Look at these horses again!

Without those two eggs, I can't wait to go to heaven!

They are also non-magical creatures, why are you floating like this?

With a disdainful sneer, Iger hugged his arms and looked at the sky. There were a lot of people coming to the last game this time, not only foreign officials from the Ministry of Magic and family members of warriors, but also many foreign visitors, just like the end of the second grade. Exams are the same.

The figure of Lucius appeared behind Draco, his eyes were constantly scanning over several people, and when he noticed Iger's gaze, he shook his head slightly.

Iger knew what he meant by shaking his head, which meant that he had not heard from Barty Jr.

In the stands of Hufflepuff, old Newt wearing a hat looked cheerfully at the lively students around him, and beside him was an old man in a black cloak. The old man seemed to have used some means. The face will forget what he looks like, and even if you stare at his face, you will never remember who this face belongs to.

"It's really good, but unfortunately I didn't have this kind of activity when I was in school." Old Newt looked a little regretful.

"Fortunately not, or you won't win? The entire Forbidden Forest is your relative..." Grindelwald sneered, he had always been disdainful of old Newt's obsession with magical animals.

"That's also one of my strengths." Newt smiled cheerfully: "For example, the Winged Demon... I think you should understand."

"Okay, shut up now..." Grindelwald's face turned dark: "Is that thing dead?"

"It's a pity that he passed away. I left his child to Iger, but it seems that Iger doesn't use its power very much. I think he can't use it..." Newt seemed relieved: " Fortunately, he can't use it, it doesn't taste good..."

On the seat of Gryffindor, Old Moody was wearing a cloak, and a magic eye under the cloak was wandering in the eye socket, looking for the trace of Barty.

The puzzle is that even Iger, including ~www.NovelMTL.com~, couldn't find the trace of Barty Jr. on the Marauder's map.

Iger turned his head to look in Snape's direction, and Snape shook his head slightly, which meant Barty Jr. didn't find him.

Did he enter the forbidden forest early and start from the game?

Iger tilted his head.

After thinking about it, it seems that this is the only possibility, because since the arrival of the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic at noon, they have already entered the competition venue in pairs...

Could it be to kidnap Hermione and threaten him?

Iger pinched his chin and thought, this is not impossible!

"How are you feeling, Hermione?" Bagman asked kindly, looking at Hermione.

Hermione rolled her eyes, she knew what Bagman was thinking, and it was estimated that as Iger said, he must have bet a lot on himself.

Hermione looked at Bagman's flattering look and suddenly didn't want to win...