Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

Every time Snape ate dinner together at the Grangers' house, Iger would feel out of place.

This sense of inconsistency came from Snape's own character. The arrogant potion professor and the Grangers were chatting about raising children. Iger really didn't know what to think.

He also doesn't know if this is good or bad.

It wasn't just Iger who felt this way, Hermione beside her also looked like she had seen a ghost.

It has to be said that Snape, who incarnated as his father, seemed to have a divine light, which made Iger and Hermione unable to open their eyes.

This also caused Iger to rush back upstairs before eating too long for dinner, even though it was his goddaughter's birthday party...

Iger grinned as he watched the interview Luna's father gave him on the naysayer.

Luna's father Xenophilius was also a very smart person. He didn't ask some too sharp questions, but just asked some young people's hobbies and interests, showing Iger's approachableness to people.

Although it's not the trivial things that most readers want to see...

During this period, the single old man kept asking Iger if he believed in the existence of the horned snoring beast.

Iger said I believe...

Wizards have appeared, and now Iger is not surprised.

This also caused Xenophilius to have a good impression of Iger, and he kept beautifying him in magazines, and Iger himself was embarrassed when he saw it.

In a previous life, I heard that Luna finally married Newt's grandson. Iger felt that this was not unreasonable. After all, no one had seen such a creature as the horned snoring beast in the wizarding world. If Luna shouted: Who wants to marry I'm going to find the Crooked Snorer?

Iger felt that there really would be no other candidates besides the Scamander cubs...

Xenophilius also gave Iger a pair of glasses, so that he can see the harassment. As long as someone is upset, he can see the harassment buzzing around the person's head through the glasses, which is very interesting.

"Reading that blond girl's magazine?" The door opened, Hermione's somewhat tasteful voice was filled with a strong smell of vinegar.

"Ah... It's very interesting, with a lot of brains." Iger nodded.

"Yeah, a magazine that is completely unreasonable, crazy, just like herself." Hermione snorted softly, and said with some dissatisfaction, her initial sense of Luna was not very good.

"There's only a thin line between a lunatic and a genius..." Iger closed the magazine and looked at Hermione with a smile: "And I think to myself, among the people I've ever met, she's the only peer who is wiser than me. "

"It's impossible." Hermione's face turned sour.

"It's true." Iger spread his hands.

"Compared to me?" Hermione narrowed her eyes, as if Iger's answer was wrong, she would let Iger see her own intestines...

"Like Slytherin said, being smart doesn't equal wisdom. I don't think you guys are comparable." Iger smacked his lips, pulled Hermione into his arms and lowered his head greedily to his rosy mouth. Dear Fangze.

"So...get it?" Iger blinked at Hermione with blue eyes.

Hermione blushed terribly, her eyes closed and her eyelashes trembling slightly.

Iger also doesn't know how to coax girls, anyway, it's the routines I read from the Internet in my previous life...

Hold back and kiss me!

At present, this method is very useful. With a simple kiss, Hermione huddled beside Iger like a quail.

"I just think Luna is a good friend." Iger didn't lie, but just said his general thoughts seriously.

"Well..." Hermione nodded with a blushing face. Iger couldn't hear what Iger said. Anyway, Luna was left behind by her...

"When... when are you leaving?" Hermione looked at Iger reluctantly.

"Tomorrow, I plan to go as soon as possible. Dumbledore asks me to go to Sirius tomorrow." Iger thought for a while.

"Then when will you be back?" The little girl looked bitter.

"It is estimated that it will not be more than a month..." Iger calculated an approximate time: "Maybe I can get home before Harry's birthday."

Alright... Hermione nodded.

Iger didn't know what Dumbledore was thinking. Why did he think he could catch Voldemort?

Or was he just trying to see if he could catch Voldemort?

Iger doesn't know...

If I remember correctly, there should be a prophecy about Harry and Voldemort in the Department of Mysteries, but if Voldemort is really killed by himself, does that mean that the prophecy will be broken?

Or is it just in vain? Can the prophecy be changed after all? Maybe Dumbledore was trying to prove something?

Iger thought for a whole night without thinking clearly, but he didn't panic at all, even if I can't beat Voldemort, can I still consume him?

Just kidding... who can compare to my swirling poison egg?

In the early morning of the next day, Hermione, who had appeared in Iger's room on time every morning, did not appear. Instead, Mr. Granger appeared calmly on the chair in Iger's bedroom.

"Good morning, Chris..." Iger yawned and sat up from the bed. On the clock on the wall, the pointer with Iger's portrait moved a little, from sleep to home.

"I heard Hermione say you're going out on vacation?" Chris looked at Iger with some anxiety.

"Ah... yes, go to Albania..." Iger nodded: "Is there any problem?"

"Of course I won't stop a man from traveling away from home, but I'm just a little worried about your safety." Chris said with some anxiety.

"It's okay, I'm so strong..." Iger subconsciously wanted to brag*...

"It's not a question of strength or not. No matter how strong a child is to be a parent, he won't be relieved to let him leave the house alone. You know what I mean." Chris smiled helplessly, and reached out and took out a handful from his arms. The huge baked blue lacquer revolver was placed on Iger's table. The six-inch long barrel shimmered in the light. Looking at Iger's surprised eyes, Chris leaned his head and muttered softly, watching Iger blink. : "Although Jane disapproves of my approach, I think you should use it properly."

"Of course!" Egger sat up from the bed excitedly, grabbed the revolver, and fiddled with it curiously.

"Okay, I want you to contact your family once a day, can you do that?" Chris looked at Iger.

"Of course you can, why not?" Iger smiled foolishly while holding the revolver, his face coveted.

As a boy, guns are no less alluring than wands, whether powerful or not.

"This gun is a Colt python. It is very powerful. I got it from a friend from the United States, so you must use it with caution." Chris touched Iger's head: "Okay, the man is going to go out, eat Let's go after dinner."

Iger laughed and followed Chris downstairs, and left in a hurry after breakfast.

Half an hour later, in Grimmauld Place, Sirius looked at Iger with a smile on his face.

"Try how powerful that thing is!"

"I'll take a look..." Iger smiled, reaching out and playing with his revolver.

Lupin looked helplessly at the excited two people. Although he also wanted to play with Muggle firearms, his steady personality still made him sit in the chair.

Wizards generally consider wartime Muggle firearms to be **** like flaming sticks, but that doesn't stop men from being fascinated by the speed and power of bullets.

"Hit this!" Sirius grabbed a vase and placed it on the cabinet beside him.

Iger took out the revolver and studied it for a long time, then pressed the insurance, and shot the vase with a 'bang', and the vase was immediately smashed by a shot.

To Iger's surprise, the revolver has very little recoil...

"This vase... I don't have to pay for it, right?" Iger blinked his eyes.

"Don't care about him, the old things left by my Xuanzu, I wanted to throw them away..." Sirius excitedly looked at the gun in Iger's hand, ignoring the portrait of Phineas on the wall, who was rolling his eyes.

Lupin reluctantly waved his wand to repair the vase, and approached him curiously.

"The speed is very fast, much faster than the speed of the magic spell flying..." Sirius looked at the gun in Iger's hand curiously: "Arthur will be so excited when he sees it... How about we cast a spell on it? Like? Just change it a little bit, let it shoot spells? Or infinite bullets?"

"Forget it, let's talk about it next time." Iger hurriedly put away the pistol. He planned to ask someone for help next time to get another one for Sirius. Iger couldn't bear to die before the pistol that Chris gave him.

"What a pity..." Sirius spread his hands, but his eyes kept wandering, not knowing what to think.

Iger can guarantee that as soon as he and Lupin leave Grimmauld Place, this guy will turn his head and sit on the fireplace and rush to Gringotts to get money and buy a gun...

After knowing that his assistant on vacation was Lupin, Iger and Lupin left together not long after staying at Sirius' house.

"How should we leave?"

On the side of the road, Iger looked at Lupin curiously.

Lupin spread his hands helplessly, and glanced at Iger with some unease: "Go to the Ministry of Magic and take the door key to France, but I need to register before leaving the country. I think it's better to tell you in advance, I'm a werewolf."

"Is there any problem?" Iger looked blank, completely unaware of what he was trying to express.

"I'm a werewolf..." Lupin lowered his head in disappointment: "I mean..."

Iger turned through his suitcase and took out a bag of dog food: "I know you are a werewolf, although I don't know what you eat when you become a wolf, but I still have dog food here, Sirius can eat you It should be fine..."

Lupin looked at Iger in surprise. He had seen this kind of dog food in Sirius' house... The most important thing was that the boy in front of him didn't have a hint of discrimination in his eyes.

"I mean I might be in danger, and it's a full moon in a few days..." Lupin said hesitantly.

"Then buy the wolf poison potion... By the way, do I have it?" Iger flipped the bag in his arms: "I really have..."

Lupin laughed at the babbling Iger, who really liked the kid now.

Really good boy...

Did Dumbledore guess this and let me follow along?

The two moved quickly, Iger dragged Lupin directly to the Ministry of Magic, and forced the wizard of the Immigration Department to agree to Lupin's request to leave the country with his eyes pinched.

Immediately, he and Lupin appeared in Paris, France, with the door key twenty minutes later.

After roughly calculating the distance between France and the United Kingdom, Iger grinned, that's it, he will no longer have to say hello to the Ministry of Magic when he goes abroad...

Powerful Apparition is this good, no matter where you go, you don't have to worry about being discovered by others.

If Iger's talent is ordinary in other aspects, then the talent in Apparition can be said to be very good. Dumbledore once told Iger that he can't find a trace of Iger after Apparition.

And the distance from London to Paris is not as far as the distance to Hogwarts, which is almost unobstructed from Iger's flight.

"Dumbledore gave me a card, and he said you might be able to use it. This is his safe house in Paris." Lupin took out a card, and there was a beautiful little pointer pattern on the card that kept going. The ground shook with Lupin's movements.

"The safe house? The house with the Fierce Loyalty Charm?" Iger nodded, and the two rushed towards the safe house.

Along the way, Iger kept looking at the exotic customs, and then pouted.

The weather in the sky in France is not much different from that in the UK. It looks gloomy, and there is no romance and beauty in the legend. However, Iger found that wherever he went, he could see the Eiffel Tower in the distance. This rumor is true. of.

"Do you know what the Eiffel Tower means, Remus?" Iger looked at the tower in the distance cheerfully.

"I don't know very well..." Lupin was very honest, unlike Sirius, who was full of trouble.

"Anywhere in Paris, as long as you look up, you can see the Eiffel Tower, so its meaning is: no matter where you are, anytime, if you are willing to look back, I have been waiting." Iger looked serious. Look at the tower in the distance.

In his two lifetimes, this was the first time he saw the Eiffel Tower, the holy place of dreams for many girls in previous lives.

Lupin snorted, which made Iger a little helpless. Lupin obviously didn't have the heart to pursue these romantic people, which made Iger feel a little bit about the ox playing the piano.

If it was Sirius, maybe he would say: I learned. Then the two of them burst into laughter…

"Maybe outsiders seem to have this meaning..." A somewhat old voice sounded, Iger and the two turned to look, an old man in a woolen coat beside him was leaning on a crutch and staring at the iron tower in the distance: "But to the Parisians Speaking of, we are waiting for the iron tower, the iron tower is our shepherd girl in the cloud, and we live by her side, so we should be guarding her..."

Iger is embarrassed, pretending not to understand...

"I learned..." Iger looked at the old man and nodded.

Iger learned it from the bottom of his heart~www.NovelMTL.com~ Because if you want to pick up girls in Paris, these words are undoubtedly more romantic than what he said...

"But what you just said is actually correct. It's the first time I've heard such a statement. Are you British?" The old man looked at Iger curiously.

"Yes, we are from England..." Iger nodded.

"I heard that men there like men?" The old man muttered and walked away, looking rather disgusted.

Iger's face is very dark...

In this world, when it comes to China, people will think of the majestic Great Wall.

When it comes to France, people will think of the Eiffel Tower standing in the snow just to wait.

And when it comes to the UK, one thinks that men there like men…

This made Iger a little unacceptable. Who should I look down on? This is, we are also two girlfriends, okay?