Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

"Then now..." Iger whispered softly, took out an old notebook from his arms, took out a basilisk's fangs, and stabbed it with a puff, and a foul-smelling smell suddenly sputtered from the notebook. Black ink.

At the same time, Voldemort's body, lying on the floor, twitched strangely.

Iger swept Voldemort's weird and disgusting look, and tapped his wand lightly on Voldemort's body: "Avada... kill me."

A flash of green light flashed, and no one in the principal's office stopped Iger's behavior.

"Then now, I think... he should be completely dead..." Iger thought for a while and said.

Probably... maybe... it should be.

Dumbledore glanced at the corpse lying on the ground with a complicated look, then slowly stood up and walked to the corpse and squatted down. After a long while, he raised his head and looked at Iger: "I think... yes."

"It's really good." Iger nodded, a red flame flashed from his hand, and Voldemort's corpse disappeared without a trace in the flames.

"Aren't you worried that he didn't die completely?" Snape glanced at Iger, his voice unwavering.

"It doesn't matter." Iger shrugged indifferently: "I cared about him before because part of his soul was in Harry, and now that I don't have this concern, I don't have to get used to him."

Get used to him?

hello big breath...

"Wait, Iger, what's the situation?" Harry finally reacted: "He just gave me a life-threatening spell?"

"Ah, yes, how does it feel? You must know that not everyone can experience Avada's life twice in a lifetime. You are an achievement that is unattainable for others, and it is still performed by Voldemort himself." Iger He turned his head and looked at Harry with a smile.

"That's Voldemort? Wait a minute, let me stroke it... That means... he's dead?" Harry looked at Iger blankly.

The news came so suddenly that he couldn't believe it.

"If there is no accident, then he should be dead." Iger shrugged: "He is completely dead, his previous state is no longer enough to support him to split his soul, so I think he should be dead. "

"But regardless of that, I still need to make sure if there are any hidden dangers in you." Saying that, Iger pressed his finger on the scar on Harry's forehead and wiped it hard.

"Ah! Hiss..."

There was a sound of gasping for air, Harry struggled to avoid Iger's fingers, and a red blood flowed down Harry's forehead.

"What are you doing, Iger?" Harry looked at Iger angrily.

"Don't panic, come and let me see." Saying that, Iger reached out and grabbed at Harry. Harry's body floated towards Iger in mid-air strangely. Under Harry's panicked eyes, Iger reached out again. A finger pressed on.

A reassuring warm current rushed toward his body from his forehead, and Harry let out a long sigh of relief, and the refreshment brought by the forehead almost made him fall asleep.

"What happened?" Harry looked at Iger expectantly, with a blank expression on his face.

"Well~" Emily took out a vanity case and put it in front of Harry, Harry thought about looking in the mirror, and then he opened his mouth in surprise: "God, Iger..."

"How is it? Isn't it a surprise?" Iger smiled cheerfully: "I erased the part of Voldemort's soul in your body and the previous magic mark, so the scar on your forehead also disappeared. ."

"This is really great." Dumbledore looked at Harry's smooth forehead in amazement, then turned to look at Iger: "To be honest with Iger, I have had hemorrhoids for a while, you know, the older man I can't keep my face down to go to the doctor..."

Iger: "..."

so?

Let Grindelwald scratch you?

Do you want to lick?

"This is awesome!" Harry's eyes were full of joy: "Sorry Professor, I didn't mean your hemorrhoids... I mean... I'm fed up with people looking stupidly at my forehead wherever I go! "

"It's not necessarily a good thing." Iger shrugged: "Without the scar, people can only look at your face, maybe they will be disappointed."

Harry: "..."

Is he killing me?

yes?

"Since the most important thing at present has been resolved, then..." Iger looked at Grindelwald.

Grindelwald spread his hands and smiled slyly: "I hope to spend the little time left to walk around and see what the real side of this world is like, even if it is... Put an end to your not-so-right path in the past."

After all, Grindelwald was reluctant to admit that he was wrong.

Maybe I'm not doing it right, but I must be right! This is what he really thinks in his heart.

"As you like." Iger shrugged: "I'm going back to the tower for the hegemony banquet. Does anyone want to join me?"

"Wait for me..." Harry hurriedly followed in Iger's footsteps.

On the way to the tower, Harry looked at Iger and Emily suspiciously: "Why did you just ask Voldemort to give me a death curse?"

"In short, when he killed your parents and blew himself up more than ten years ago, some of his souls attached to you when he was gone." Iger explained as simply as possible: "We I can't help you get that remnant out, and if you want to ensure that you don't hurt yourself, if you want to take that remnant from you, you can only let Voldemort kill you himself."

"And because of the protective spell your mother gave you, Voldemort can't hurt you. No matter what methods are used, all his attacks will only be bounced back to himself."

"But I used your blood in his resurrection ceremony, which means that he will also be protected by your mother's curse, so he will not die because he wants to kill you again." Iger spread his hands: "Probably so."

"Aren't you afraid that I'm really dead?" Harry was a little scared when he heard the words.

"It's not very likely." Iger shook his head: "You have to know that he used your blood as the material for resurrection, and your blood is protected by your mother, which means that as long as you don't die, he won't Die; or as long as he doesn't die, you won't either."

Iger laughed: "So if he releases the life-threatening curse on you, the two of you should perish together, of course, it is also possible to survive at the same time, the probability is about half and half, if you die, he will follow Die together, he lives, he must drag you to live together."

Harry opened his mouth blankly: "Then why..."

"You need to know that I talked about Horcrux just now, right?" Iger interrupted Harry's words~www.NovelMTL.com~ That is a way of splitting souls by killing people, if that part of the split soul If you don't die, he won't die, and you are also a Horcrux created by him inadvertently. So I left one of his Horcruxes to hang his life, so the chance of him surviving is 100%, and the connection between the two of you will also drag you to live together, but the life-suppressing spell must be Will take away a target, then this target will naturally choose to attach to you but not you, the remnant soul that belongs to Voldemort but is divided from each other. "

"And in the end, after removing the remnant soul from you, I destroyed his last Horcrux and killed him."

"So... do you understand?" Iger looked at Harry seriously.

Harry nodded understandingly: "Probably..."

"Then now, you only need to remember two things." Iger raised **** and said solemnly: "First, the cherry wine for tonight's banquet is a treasure that Tom's Bar has collected for three years; second, and then We won't be able to drink later."

Harry: "..."