Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

The so-called popular right and wrong probably refers to the current situation of Iger. For a week, news about Iger can be seen basically every day in the Prophet Daily throughout England.

Whether it's true news or fake news, after reading the newspaper every day, some people send letters, some insulting him, some admiring him.

"Look at this!" Hermione blushed and threw this morning's newspaper onto the dining table. The yin and yang read the article above: "In this Muggle family, Iger met a little girl from a Muggle family, Hermione. Min Granger. This is a little witch who is naturally good at playing with men's psychology. I don't know if there is a reason why Iger has grown up to be like this..."

"She described you as very sexy, baby..." Chris looked at a Muggle newspaper and looked at his daughter with a smile: "This shows that our Hermione has grown up, doesn't it?"

"That **** woman!" Hermione screamed in anger, and ran back to the room.

At the dining table, Iger laughed, and the Grangers also laughed.

"I think you will definitely have a solution, Iger." Mrs. Granger looked at Iger and said, "Otherwise, with your character, you will not be so unhurried."

"That's right." Iger grinned and said, "I think she may be sure that I won't do anything to her, so I'm so presumptuous..."

Saying that, Iger glanced at a small beetle lying outside the window, and casually took a sip from the teacup. A few minutes later, the Granger and his wife left home to go to work. Iger held his chin and said casually: "Kaka, grab it!"

"Yes, Master Iger!" Kaka was excited, and instantly appeared beside the little beetle on the window, grabbed the little beetle on the window, and hit the little beetle with a spell at the same time.

Looking at the little beetle that Kaka placed on the dining table, Iger's mouth was slightly raised: "I think this is not the first time we have met, Ms. Skeeter."

Saying that, Iger leaned over his head and pinched the little beetle in front of him and looked over it. There was indeed a circle of glasses lines around the beetle's eyes. Iger casually threw the little beetle on the table: "You are in our house these few days. It’s hard to wander outside the window, playing Animagus in front of a wizard who is so much stronger than you, you really don’t know how to write dead words…”

Saying that, Iger waved casually, and the little beetle slowly fell to the ground and turned into a woman. Rita looked at Iger in horror: "How did you find out?"

"There are very few beetles that are so well-behaved, lying on the window without moving..." Iger's mouth lifted slightly: "You said, did I kill you, or what? I think you should know, Greyback. How did he die..."

"No, you can't do this!" Rita was terrified and immediately screamed.

"But since you said that I might become the third-generation Dark Lord, what do you think the Dark Lord would do to anyone who dares to comment on the Dark Lord?" Iger casually fiddled with his wand: "Trust me, my Vadasso's Life Spell is so fast that you won't even feel the slightest pain..."

Saying that, Iger pointed the wand in Rita's hand, and Rita suddenly screamed.

On the stairs, Hermione heard a voice hurried over: "What's the matter, this is... Rita Skeeter!"

Hermione gritted her teeth and looked at the woman with the Binding Spell on the ground, and then pressed Iger's arm with some worry: "Iger, you can't kill her, I know she's annoying, but it's not to the point of damnation..."

"No, no, it's up to Lord Dark Lord to decide whether to die or not." Iger winked at Hermione vaguely, and Hermione stopped speaking immediately.

"Please, don't kill me..." Rita looked at Iger with tears in her eyes: "I don't dare anymore, forgive me, I can be a cow and a horse for you..."

"Kaka can only be a cow and a horse for Mr. Iger!" Kaka screamed excitedly when he heard the words: "You stinky woman can't take Kaka's place!"

Iger was speechless for a while, what a **** show...

"You are an Animagus..." Iger's voice was cold: "Illegal Animagus..."

Iger stood up faintly, then squatted beside Rita, and the tip of the staff gently touched Rita's chin: "Maybe I should give you an Imperius Curse, and then let you go to Azkaban in peace. No, no... Azkaban can't hold Animagus, so he should kill him..."

Iger said lightly, and Rita suddenly screamed again. Iger just blocked his throat. For a long time, after watching the woman in front of him calm down, Iger looked at Rita with a smile: "So close How does it feel to die?"

Saying that, Iger removed Rita's gag, Rita's head was sweating, and she looked at Iger in horror: "Please, let me go..."

"For letting you go, what do you give me in return, eh?" Iger sneered: "But I will let you go, you still have some use, at least there are still many people watching what you wrote with your quill pen, you ...get what I mean?"

Rita nodded frantically, Iger was no longer so aggressive, and then looked at Rita, Iger still warned: "I can kill Greyback, I can kill Quirrell, I can also kill you. , don't harass me again, remember to set up some positive image for me, understand?"

Rita nodded again, and then Iger sneered, and the wand was placed on Rita's arm, and a mark of egg hall suddenly appeared on Rita's arm: "This thing has the same function as the black mark, it is my mark. , there's no place in the whole of England that I can't Apparate, so don't even think about playing tricks on me, understand?"

Rita whimpered and nodded, and then Iger waved his wand: "Go away!"

Feeling that the restraint spell on her body disappeared, Rita suddenly turned into a little beetle and rushed out of the window frantically.

"Now that stinky woman doesn't dare to write nonsense any more!" Hermione looked at the direction in which Rita fled in relief.

Sure enough, the next day, all the newspapers were full of propaganda about Iger's positive image, describing Iger as a three-good student with five lectures and four beauties, not only in the Daily Prophet, but also in some little-known small newspapers with Rita. The positive report about Iger seems to be scared crazy...

However, it was precisely because of Rita Skeeter's bombardment that Iger's reputation in the magic world exploded.

Someone wrote that whether Iger was the Dark Lord or the White Wizard, he was willing to follow him, and Hermione was stunned.

There were also many letters of confession sent by the girls, and Hermione threw them into the burning fireplace with a blank expression. Iger felt sorry for them.

But now Iger is not too sad about those things, and now there are other things that have attracted his attention.

Several of the books Newt gave him recorded several very ancient languages ​​that spoke to animals, including Avian, Feline, Canine, and most to Iger's surprise, Hoofed Animal. , can communicate with all hoofed animals, with two exceptions.

One is centaurs, well, Iger thinks centaurs should be considered half-humans, and the other is pigs...

When I mentioned pigs, Iger vaguely remembered that wizards generally dislike pigs, because pigs are very resistant to magic, so when wizards think this kind of creature is very annoying, Iger can't help but laugh, Does this count as finding a little easter egg?

Now Iger's greatest pleasure is to lie beside the window and listen to some birds whispering, listening to their chattering. Worried about Iger's mental state...

Only at this time did Iger realize that Parseltongue is really nothing unusual... The world is too big, and there are too many strange languages.

Iger can now speak to Buckbeak, to unicorns, to Lack, and even to cats and dogs. Although Animagus, who can transform into a cat before, can even be a cat with In the form of a cat, Iger didn't know what the cats were saying before, but now, he can completely disguise himself as a cat...

After removing these bizarre languages, Iger also discovered several interesting magics.

One is the ancient magic about wandless casting. It was a fire control spell in Africa in ancient times. In ancient times, it was controlled by priestesses of some tribes and could control all kinds of flames. Even fierce fires would be obedient, but unfortunately The thing is this magic is a dance...

Although it is not so enchanting, Iger always feels a little embarrassed to dance. Most of the whole dance is the movement of arms and fingers combined with vigorous stomping steps, which is a bit like a tap dance...

Iger guessed maliciously, maybe the founder who invented this dance may have accidentally stepped on the fire, so he invented such a dance magic that looks hot...

Although Iger felt embarrassed to dance this dance, Hermione kept saying that Iger danced so handsomely, and always wanted to make Iger dance a few more times...

There is also a kind of wishing magic, just by offering some simple small sacrifices, you can change the weather of tomorrow in a small area, but if you sacrifice a human life, then you can immediately summon a person from the sky. A bolide falling on the target position is a very changeable and highly flexible magic.

Then there are some very partial witchcraft, which Newt got from Southeast Asia. It is similar to the black magic in the UK. It is said that black magic and curses are very popular there. Iger has now learned a very simple one. A little curse that only needs one hair from the other side.

Zha the little man!

However, there is no such exaggerated way of putting a needle in the heart, and the other party will die. It’s just that the other party may become distracted, or fall inadvertently, or put a few small pieces on the villain. Stone, the other party will have a cold and fever, and the whole body will be weak. It is very interesting. It is said that the wizards there use it to play tricks between friends. It is very simple to break this curse, just simply take a hot bath or Wash your hair, and the hair wrapped around the villain will turn to gray.

Iger couldn't help but feel a little emotional, Mr. Newt was really not a fuel-efficient lamp when he was young...

For a whole month, Iger was addicted to these bizarre magics, which also made him clearly realize a problem... The magic world is very big, and there are countless strange magics. Iger feels that what he has learned now is just the tip of the iceberg. , At the same time, I couldn't help but feel sadness in my heart to mention Voldemort...

Originally I despised him, and now I despise him even more...

Of course, Iger would not naively think that he now has the capital to fight against him, but Iger also thinks that when Voldemort is truly resurrected, he may be the same for himself...

As a month passed, and soon, the notice of the new school year flew to thousands of households with a large group of owls, and Iger and Hermione also received notices that they needed to purchase books for the new school year.

Early in the morning, Iger was drinking milk in a daze, while Hermione looked at the new school year's book list and her face flushed.

Seeing Hermione's appearance, Iger was a little puzzled, and then he picked up the book and looked at it, his face turned dark, and Gilderoy Lockhart in a row came into view, and Iger was sad.

How did you forget about this thing?

"Don't make peach blossoms there..." Iger curled his lips with some jealousy: "That guy is a thief who steals other people's achievements. Kill him easily."

"How is that possible?!" Hermione said in disbelief, "I've read his books, and they're all well-founded."

"That's because he will deliberately ask the wizard who did those things, and then he will send a message to the other party and forget it." Iger is a little helpless~www.NovelMTL.com~ But if he is really useless, Deng How could Professor Bridor hire him as a Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher? ' Hermione retorted.

Iger spread his hands: "It's not to hire him, but because he's the only candidate, and everyone thinks that position is unlucky. As far as I know, Quirrell has been working the longest..."

"How could this be..." Hermione said sadly, "So, Professor Dumbledore already knew about it?"

"My God, Quirrell can't hide from Dumbledore's eyes even with Voldemort's help. Do you think Dumbledore won't be able to spot a liar?" Iger sneered, drank the milk from the glass, and then licked it. White lips: "Forgive Lao Deng... He really has no other choice..."

There was another owl cry, and Iger could hear the owl's words: I'm exhausted, I'm exhausted...

Then he saw a dark gray flat-faced owl hitting the glass with a bang.

"Erol..." Iger ran to the window with some worry, and reached out to pick up the round-faced fat chicken: "I'm really afraid that Ron will be exhausted, otherwise I'll give him an owl this Halloween... "

"It looks like Ron received the letter a day before us." Hermione opened the letter and glanced at it: "He asked us when to go to Diagon Alley?"

"Anytime." Iger waved his hand, and a line of words appeared behind the letter: "Lake?"

Lack suddenly flew in from the window: "Where are you going?"

That's what Luck said, and Iger sounded the same, but in Hermione's ears, Lack's voice was a cold sneer...

"The Weasleys..." Iger pointed at Errol: "Please **** him back by the way, um... lest it die on the road..."