Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

"God, what did she lose, a peppered egg?" Ron shouted in surprise, "How much did Fred and George sell in the past two days?"

"Smart choice! The basilisk's eyes have been gouged out, and now we can only rely on smell, and pepper eggs are undoubtedly the best way!" Seamus said loudly: "But the exam rules stipulate that you can use props, don't you? Mr. Rises?"

The corners of Iger's mouth twitched slightly, and he made an OK gesture toward the stand.

"It seems to be possible! Of course, it is necessary to be well prepared when facing such a dangerous big guy!" Seamus continued to explain.

As soon as the voice fell, a group of little badgers in the sixth and seventh grades did not know what to discuss, and they pointed their wands at the basilisk, and then thick chains emerged from the air, entangling the basilisk.

The basilisk flicked its tail sharply, and the familiar position of these chains when they were entangled reminded it of bad memories.

The idea of ​​the little badgers is very simple. Since they can't beat them, try to limit them. Fortunately, there are a large number of little badgers. Although they will not cast the combination-level spell of Shifang Suppression, the basilisk will eventually be defeated by a thick and sturdy creature. Iron rope tied.

As the bell rang for the end of the exam, the little badgers on the field suddenly cheered.

"We succeeded!" Girl Danny laughed wildly, hugging a seventh-grade boy beside her.

The stands of the entire stadium were full of cheers, and the yellow and black signs kept flashing in the crowd.

"Professor Dumbledore, what do you think they did?" Ron handed the microphone to Dumbledore not far away.

"Of course, I think my students are excellent..." Dumbledore said cheerfully, looking very relieved.

Iger looked at the basilisk still circling around the students, and slowly raised his wand in his hand: "Wall of Sighs!"

The sound of rumbling sounded, and a stone wall nearly ten meters high with exquisite reliefs rose from the ground, and arched the basilisk back from the front of the little badgers, and then Iger's wand slammed, and a dozen huge giants. The stone palm drilled out of the ground and pressed the basilisk firmly to the ground, unable to move.

The surrounding noises sounded, and it seemed that the audience was a little surprised by Iger's rude use of magic.

Iger only used a simple transformation spell, which was not used in the secret room at first, because Iger was not sure whether the violent vibration would cause the collapse of the secret room, but obviously there is no such concern here.

Of course, although it's just a simple transformation spell, quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes. Not everyone can make a dozen or so stone palms of five or six meters in size.

Ordinary Aurors can probably do two or three transformations, but there is absolutely no way to lift a dozen or so with one hand like Iger.

The audience who came to watch the exam today not only wanted to watch the exams of the students, but also a large proportion of the audience who came for Iger's ability. Iger is actually quite happy about this situation. After all, if he is a big fan of himself With more, you don't have to worry about the grass falling to Voldemort at all...

Of course, this does not mean that Iger wants to use strength to restrain others.

Iger just wants to convince people with reason, but the ancients said: big fist is the last word...

For some unreliable people, Iger felt that the ancients were right.

Hufflepuff's little badgers withdrew from the field, and Ravenclaw's students swarmed in from the entrance, and quickly began to switch between offense and defense.

However, unlike Hufflepuff's little badgers, Ravenclaw's smart minds made the little eagles choose the most reliable and effective method from the very beginning: they turned the big stone hand conjured by Iger into a huge hand. The rooster, the crowing of the rooster makes the basilisk miserable.

However, it seems that because it is not a real rooster, the crowing did not have much effect on the basilisk, but only produced a considerable deterrent effect, but it was smashed by the basilisk's tail within a few minutes.

"Oh... Mom, I saw the girl in the front, her name is Penello, Percy's girlfriend, Percy just loves her to death..." Ron shook his fist excitedly: "She covered her back. My classmates! They blocked the attack of the basilisk. Although this girl has some problems with her eyesight, it is undeniable that she is indeed very good!"

Mrs. Weasley in the audience was waving frantically to Penello, and it seemed that she liked the girl very much.

For Ron's evaluation of the vision, even Seamus is noncommittal. In fact, Percy's popularity in Gryffindor is not very good...

Well-behaved, rigid and inhumane, such people are generally difficult to be welcomed by others, not to mention Gryffindor who is looking for happiness in violation of school rules.

"Look at what they are doing? They collectively used the Floating Charm on the basilisk! This way of thinking is simply amazing!" Seamus shouted loudly, and the 30-meter-long basilisk in the field was used by the little eagles with wands Raised high, his long body struggled violently in mid-air.

"The basilisk's scales are very thick, and it is difficult for ordinary spells to break their defenses, but some restrictive spells can ignore their scales. It is worthy of being the smartest academy!" Ron waved fiercely. He punched his fist, his face flushed with excitement.

Not only him, many spectators in the field were shouting excitedly.

The appearance of the thick basilisk with a length of more than 30 meters being lifted up is still very impactful.

The students seized the opportunity to cast a transformation spell on the other big stone hands. The huge colorful rooster appeared in the field again, and the crowing sounded. Iger saw the basilisk's blind eyes began to leave blood and tears. , looks very painful.

Soon, a quarter of an hour passed, the bell rang, and the Ravenclaw students also cheered and left the field, but Penello in the crowd gave Ron a slap in the throat...

Ron covered his mouth and fell flushed, but the people beside him chose to ignore it...

"Very good, there was a little accident just now, but it's okay, Captain Seamus will continue to explain to everyone!" Seamus looked at the field calmly: "Can we start, Mr. Morriss?"

Iger nodded towards Seamus' stand, and then frowned slightly. He saw Karkaroff sneering at him not far behind Seamus, with contempt and sarcasm in his smile, and a big yellow tooth that stood out.

What Iger doesn't understand is that you, a traitor of Voldemort, have the guts to provoke me?

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Iger also gave him a sneer, and attached a Legilimency...

Under normal circumstances, Iger does not hold revenge, because he usually retaliates on the spot...

In the stands, Karkaroff only felt his head explode with a bang, as if his bedroom was suddenly blown up by terrorists while he was sleeping. The feeling of panic rose from the bottom of his heart, buzzing in his mind, and Iger's violent magic was raging. The group of hyenas is generally churning wildly in Karkaroff's mind.

"Are you laughing at your mother?" A voice like Hong Zhong Dalu sounded in his mind, Karkaroff was terrified and wanted to shut his mind, but the tyrannical magic didn't give him a chance, destroying Karkaroff The defense built in the mind collapsed.

"What about you, are you laughing at your mother?" Iger's voice continued to echo in his mind.

Karkaroff felt a little desperate, he realized Iger's intention, that kid was going to squeeze his brain into an idiot...

Pure magic! It's just pure magic that can crush yourself like this!

Karkaroff suddenly regretted why he had to provoke him...

In his opinion, even if Iger started to learn magic from the womb at his age, no matter how good his talent was, it would be at the level of an ordinary wizard at best, but how could he be so strong?

In fact, Karkaroff is right, in terms of the application of magic, Iger is really just the level of an ordinary wizard...

But I can't stand that he has a blue bar one level higher than Dumbledore! Quantitative change leads to qualitative change, and no one can stand it.

Moreover, Iger and Hermione soak in the library every day. The forbidden book area is like a bedroom bedside table to him. There is no secret at all, and there are piles of forbidden spells...

A big hand placed on Karkaroff's shoulder, Dumbledore calmly expelled Iger's Legilimency, and Karkaroff was panting in cold sweat.

The whole process was only a short moment in the outside world, but Karkaroff seemed to have passed for a long time. After calming down, Karkaroff sat on the stool tremblingly and did not dare to look inside the field again.

On the field, Snape looked at Karkaroff with a sneered grin, rather gloating.

He knows too much about Iger's magic level. He has no technical skills at all. He simply relies on great strength to perform miracles. It is this kind of rude use of magic that makes opponents uncomfortable the most.

If casting spells is like playing billiards, it is a hole-in-one with fine micro-manipulation, while Iger can’t stop playing all the billiards with one shot. After a long time, there will always be a hole-in…

Other people's curse is to remove your weapon, Iger's is to remove your bird's life...

Other people's curse is to faint, Iger's is to sleep forever...

Other people's curses are shattered, Iger's is to ashes...

In essence, when Iger does not control the magic power, the difference between these magic spells in his hands and Arvada is only that the other party's death method is different after casting the spell...

But the result is the same!

With a 'whoosh' sound, the basilisk was thrown out. Iger's wand held the basilisk firmly in his hand. The gate of the entrance opened, and the little snakes of Slytherin rushed out fully armed, riding high on brooms. flew into the sky.

For Slytherin students' families, it is not difficult to get a broom.

"Students of Slytherin House! Known as the most cunning and witty House of Hogwarts, as soon as they came on the field, we had a taste of their unscrupulous nature and challenged the rules! But I don't know if this way of riding a broom is allowed. , Professor Morrissey?" Seamus looked inside.

The corners of Iger's mouth twitched, and he nodded slightly.

"Yes!" cried Seamus. "Mr Morriss agrees with their wit!"

There was a sudden uproar in the arena, and it seemed that there were those who agreed and those who disagreed.

In the Slytherin stand, Lucius' face was slightly excited, but he still held his hands and looked at the middle-aged man beside him: "Very clever, what do you think of Mr. Greengrass?"

"Very good." The man, dressed in a delicate and elegant robe, smiled cheerfully.

"My son came up with the idea, I'm really proud of him!" Narcissa's face flushed with excitement, and the etiquette she had always valued was forgotten by her. At this time, the lady who was dragging Greengrass chattered. What, Malfoy's originally pale face was slightly red, and he stood beside Narcissa with a little reservedness, and glanced at Astoria from time to time.

However, although Iger agreed with the little snakes' approach, he asked them to cause damage to the basilisk to a certain extent.

A thunderbolt blasted headlessly towards the basilisk's head for a long time. The basilisk nimbly drilled its head under the body, and the huge body was twisted and coiled up, standing still like a fortress.

The thick scales all over his body are like hedgehogs, making it impossible for a group of small snakes to speak.

This time, the Basilisk learned to be smart. Once someone changed a rooster, he endured the discomfort and smashed the rooster into pieces, and then continued to curl up, causing a group of small hops flying in the air to numb their claws.

Iger feels very strange, this may be: this is the same root, fried... why is it too urgent?

Fifteen minutes passed quickly, unfortunately, the little snakes did not cause much damage to the basilisk, but it seemed that the little snakes did not intend to release any too dangerous spells.

Crabbe's mental retardation can let out a fierce fire in seventh grade, and Iger doesn't think that these students have no other means at all.

However, in the face of so many wizards, there are few existences like Crabbe whose head was kicked by Buckbeak, and no one would release black magic so ignorantly.

In the end, the actions of the little snakes gave Iger the feeling that it was like a soy sauce, but in terms of viewing, it was indeed better than the previous two colleges.

But Iger feels that the four deans may give a lower score...

Until the Gryffindor students entered the field~www.NovelMTL.com~ the field suddenly turned into a sea of ​​red, and the large group of Gryffindor wizards cheered and raised their wands, spraying gold-red into the air. spark.

The students who graduate from Gryffindor are generally very popular. They are not necessarily the best, they are not necessarily the most stable, and they are not necessarily the richest, but their popularity is indeed the best.

Of course, it might have something to do with the playful nature of Gryffindor students.

As far as Iger knew, apart from the Weasley twins, Charlie spent every day on the Quidditch pitch when he was in school, Bill played in the band when he was in school, and I heard that he had a good relationship with the Weird Sisters. When the Weasleys were in school Not going back to the bedroom at night to fall in love in the courtyard led to Mr. Weasley being whipped... not to mention a group of people like Harry's father.

There is no normal person among the graduates of the entire academy...

Even a serious person like Professor McGonagall would tell Peeves that the chandelier should be twisted on the other side to fall off when Umbridge was on duty...

This academy can't be saved, really...