Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

Leaving the headmaster's room, Eggers walked towards the castle courtyard, the scene outside the window just now was so interesting, how could Harry and Draco be sitting on Buckbeak at the same time?

This is rarer than Trelawney making a real prophecy...

Iger didn't care much about controlling Silent and catching Voldemort, Voldemort was already cold!

Five Horcruxes were shot by himself, Peter Pettigrew was locked in a small iron cage with a strengthening spell because of Animagus, and forced to become a rat eating rat food every day.

As for Barty Crouch, because of his ventilation, Mad-Eye and Kingsley took turns staring at him. Once he dared to bring his wife into Azkaban, he would be locked up together!

With this level of strict vigilance, Iger really didn't think anyone else could break through the layers of obstacles to resurrect Voldemort, which made Iger very satisfied.

How the plot collapses is up to you!

I have always wondered what those traversers were doing. Even if you tell Dumbledore the follow-up plot directly, there will be no other accidents.

But now Iger, who is not surprised, doesn't care anymore. When he takes control of Silent, even if Voldemort really comes back, he will be able to fight him head-to-head...

Not far away, there was a burst of scolding, and Snape was looking at Harry and Malfoy who were downcast. Not far away, Ron and a group of people looked at the two in surprise, and their faces were unclear.

For a long time, Snape barely let go of the two of them, turned his head to look at Buckbeak, who was digging food under the tree, and then gave Iger a gloomy look: "Send your mount back to the Forbidden Forest, don't let it go. Let it appear in the castle again!"

Iger spread out his hands, climbed onto Buckbeak's back, and put his feet on the hippogriff's belly lightly, and Buckbeak suddenly rose into the air.

After sending Buckbeak back to the Forbidden Forest, Iger hurried back to the castle tower, looking at Harry in surprise.

"You two are in love?"

It took a long time for Iger to say such a sentence under Harry's inexplicable gaze.

"No!" Harry blushed, "I just saw him feeding Buckbeak when I went to find Hagrid."

"So you two ride together?" Ron looked at Harry strangely and said.

"He wants to ride Buckbeak, and I don't worry about letting him ride Buckbeak himself. What if something goes wrong?" Harry explained, while Ron looked like I didn't listen to me.

"The two of them..." Iger twitched the corners of his mouth and took a step back silently.

Harry and Ron were still arguing, Hermione flushed and leaned over to Iger's side: "The two of them definitely have something to do, look at Ron's reaction!"

"Isn't it?" Iger retched in disgust, then shook his head and laughed: "It shouldn't be, Ron should feel that his good brother is playing with his nemesis, which makes him feel a little uncomfortable, and friends will also know each other. Jealous."

As for the mentality of a child, if you think about it carefully, you will understand that it is not a big deal.

"The two of them rode Buckbeak on campus, and Snape didn't deduct points for them!" Hermione muttered in surprise.

"Isn't this normal?" Iger grinned: "Snape is so biased, if he wants to deduct points from Harry, he must deduct points from Malfoy in front of everyone, so it's better to leave it alone."

"Snape hasn't deducted points from Harry very much recently." Hermione breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is a good thing, at least we don't have to lose to Slytherin inexplicably." Iger nodded.

For several days, Ron and Harry acted like you listen to me, I don't listen, I don't listen, which made Iger feel a little ridiculous.

But nothing good happened, at least the relationship between Malfoy and Harry became much more harmonious, and even the relationship between Slytherin and Gryffindor was much better.

It is estimated that it has something to do with what Iger said before, and there is also a relationship between the two riding Buckbeak together. At least Malfoy is no longer mocking Harry. Sometimes it seems that he wants to talk to Harry, but he doesn't know how to say it. His pale face flushed slightly.

Although Iger could probably understand what he was thinking, others might not. Hermione told Iger that she was pretty sure Malfoy was in love with Harry, and only those who were in love would blush when they spoke, just like she spoke to Iger herself.

Iger felt that his head was a little big, Hermione looked at Renji chattering in his ears every day, Harry and Ron were still in the state of 'you listen to me, I don't listen', Malfoy and Harry were blushing when they talked, making people blind. think.

Iger feels very powerless. He has the ability to turn the tide and save the plot, but he can't save this inexplicable style of painting...

Iger thinks that it may be because of the earlier physical development of Europeans. The physical condition of the twelve-year-old students is comparable to that of the fourteen-year-old students in the previous life. Perhaps this is the reason why the people around them start to become more and more agitated?

It's such a tender emotion...

Iger held a glass of lemon juice and watched Harry and Ron who were leaving with a squeak, with some kind of youthful meaning.

During dinner, the candles in the auditorium were burning as usual, never short. The roof was cloudy as always, but luckily it didn't rain. Every time it rained, the hall would be a mess, and the students would scream and run back to the lounge, strangely. The thing is that even though it is raining, the candles on the roof are still burning vigorously, and they don't seem to go out at all.

Iger molested Hermione as usual, ignoring the resentful eyes all around, and sprinkled dog food as always, but the little girl didn't seem to be able to accept Iger's perverted molestation, and bowed her head shyly every time, But he didn't reject Iger's teasing.

"Aracia Poti Uda~" Seamus's wand in his hand flicked to his plate.

"What are you doing?" Iger raised his eyebrows.

To be honest, Seamus is a very good boy. Most of the time on weekdays, he can be seen holding a magic book to study or practice magic spells~www.NovelMTL.com~ But the explosion always finds him inexplicably. In his words, he doesn't want to...

"I read it in a spell book in the library, saying that this is how I can sacrifice food to the gods, and the gods will pray for me." Seamus laughed, and his smile looked like a foolish child who was fooled.

"You can try Allahu Akbar. If you succeed, the gods will give you ninety-nine virgins..." Iger smacked his lips and joked casually. Of course, it is also possible to see your ancestors who have been dead for many years...

"Is that so?" Seamus looked at Iger in surprise.

"Of course, I just heard..." Iger shrugged and continued to tease Hermione beside him.

Seamus nodded. Iger's words were always reliable. He thought that there would be no problem. He immediately pointed to the potatoes on the plate: "Allahhu Akbar!"

There was a loud 'boom', and the deafening sound resounded throughout the auditorium. The teachers in the teachers' seats hurriedly stood up and looked at the long Gryffindor table engulfed by black smoke in panic.

There was a lot of screams in the auditorium, no one knew what had just happened, and the whole auditorium was shrouded in panic.

The black smoke slowly dissipated, and Professor McGonagall hurried over. At the long table, Iger's robe was firmly in front of Hermione, and a transparent mask in front of him completely blocked the black smoke.

Beside Seamus, Dean had passed out. The face of the black bloodline was even darker. Seamus's face was charred and his eyes were full of whites. He turned his head stiffly and looked at Iger. He wanted to say something, but the result was A mouthful of black smoke 'bang' dissipated in the air, and then fell headfirst.

Beside Seamus, Colin collapsed on the stool with his **** pouted, all the students within a three-meter radius were spared, and they all passed out.