Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

Thank goodness Leif survived...

Snape casually fed Raife the reducing potion, looked at the slightly innocent Hermione at the side, moved his lips, but did not say anything after all.

But Iger felt the anger in Snape's heart was accumulating. I don't know if he was stimulated by Sirius. Since he didn't show his anger on Hermione, it means...

Sure enough, just as Iger was thinking this, Snape turned around and came to Harry's cauldron and flipped it a few times with a spoon.

"Potter, I said that it needs to be boiled slowly. Let's see what you boiled? Weasley's snot? Gryffindor..." Snape froze again before he finished speaking.

He saw Harry's begging eyes, green eyes looking at him pitifully, and for a moment, Snape seemed to see Lily.

Harry looked at Snape without blinking, which made Harry feel a little sick, but he had to do it, and it turned out that this was the best way to deal with Snape...

"...Add five points..." Snape was slightly taken aback.

What the hell am I talking about?

Iger: "???"

Harry: "!!!"

Ron: "???"

We're afraid we saw a fake Snape!

Before the students could react, they heard a bang, and Seamus raised his head from the cauldron with a dark face.

"Sorry, I seem to have misplaced something..." Seamus' dark face was full of embarrassment.

Thank goodness you helped me out...

Snape glanced at Seamus' cauldron. "Misplaced, mouse spleen instead of bat spleen, and you put too much leech juice Mr. Finnigan... 10 points from Gryffindor."

'call'…

A group of little snakes breathed a sigh of relief. They didn't know if Snape had made a slip of the tongue or something, but it was obviously too abnormal. Fortunately, he immediately returned to his original style and immediately deducted the points he just added.

It's not that he doesn't want Snape to give Gryffindor points,

But it was so out of character that even the little lions of Gryffindor didn't want such an abnormal Snape.

"get out of class is over."

Snape said with a dark face, then turned around and left fluttering in black.

"What the hell is going on with the old bat today?"

After class, Ron looked at Harry with a look of surprise: "Couldn't he..."

"Go away." Harry replied blankly without thinking.

"I'm not done yet."

"Shut up, you don't need to say it." Harry smacked his lips impatiently.

The two had been together for so long, and Ron's snarky Harry knew very well, and he knew what he wanted to say as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Let's hurry up to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, I guess Sirius is already waiting for it..." Iger waved his hand, signaling the two to hurry up.

"Hey man, where's your horse?" Ron looked at Iger and asked in surprise. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Hermione running over in a hurry in the distance.

"Why did you run over there?" Ron glanced at Hermione in surprise, and then looked behind him: "How do I remember that you and Iger were just walking behind?"

"You remember wrong." Iger turned and walked away blankly, pulling Hermione away.

"Do you feel that everyone is acting weird today?" Ron turned to look at Harry.

"Er...it feels good, it's Iger after all..." Harry shrugged.

A few people hurried towards the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. When they arrived, the class was already full of people. Iger dragged Hermione to find a corner and sat down.

Safety is the most important thing. Iger didn't dare to go up if he didn't take the class of Sirius...

After all, that guy may not be able to do other things, but he is good at killing.

Sirius stood on the podium with his hands folded, dressed in a colorful robe, he laughed when he saw a few people coming.

"Good afternoon." He said casually in that lazy and magnetic voice, and several little girls not far away suddenly screamed excitedly.

Hell, this guy is so popular...

Iger watched the corner of Sirius' mouth twitch as he watched the burning buns on the stage.

"Please put your textbooks back in your schoolbags. Today is a practical class. All you need is a wand. Well, in fact, I don't intend to take you to any messy theory class. Defense Against the Dark Arts does not rely on theory. You can learn it, just look at Mr. Morrisos and you will know..."

What do you mean, I'll know it just by looking at it?

Am I the kind of person who jumps at a fight?

Iger snorted angrily, then thought about it, it seems that he is right?

"Okay, come with me. I'll take you to the practice site." With that said, Sirius walked out of the classroom and motioned for the students to follow.

A group of people whimpered through the empty corridor and rounded a corner. Peeves was hanging upside down in the air, stuffing chewing gum into the nearest keyhole.

It wasn't until the students approached that Pippi raised his head suddenly, twisted his feet with bent toes and sang.

"Sirius big stupid dog~" Peeves smiled strangely, and yelled loudly: "Sirius big stupid dog, big stupid dog! Big stupid dog~"

"Aha..." Sirius smiled strangely, and then quickly pointed at Peeves with the wand in his hand: "Vadi Vasi!"

In the next second, a group of students saw the chewing gum in the crack of the door swish like a bullet into Peeves' nostrils.

Peeves immediately jumped into the air, yelling curses, and flew away in a muffled voice.

"This is a very practical little spell, and those who are interested can write it down." Turning around lazily and spreading his hands, Sirius said in his mouth.

"Mr. handsome." Dean flattered him in a timely manner.

"You're right, five points for Gryffindor." Sirius laughed and led the students forward.

Dean looked so excited that he was going crazy, who knows how hard it is for ordinary Gryffindor students to add points...

Leading the students through the second corridor, Sirius pointed to the door of the instructor's lounge: "Go in."

The staff common room was a long room with moldings on all four walls, and it was full of old mismatched chairs.

Some of the old rooms were quiet at this time, and there was no one there. Originally, Iger expected that Snape would appear suddenly and make things difficult for Sirius' first class, but it seemed that he didn't.

Pity…

sad...

Iger didn't know what he was looking forward to. In short, he felt that the school was a little too quiet recently, and it wasn't exciting at all...

"Originally, I wanted to teach you some more powerful spells, but both Iger and my friends suggested that it is best to start with simple spells. Of course, I also think this is very good..." Sirius Said with a blank face, in fact he didn't feel good at all, it was so boring...

"So we will start this lesson with some relatively simple and practical little spells." As he spoke, Sirius walked towards the other end of the room, where there was an old wardrobe, and teachers usually put the robes they replaced inside.

Sirius walked over and stood next to the wardrobe, and the wardrobe suddenly started to move, banging against the wall.

I don't know what Sirius thought of, and suddenly looked at Iger and smiled strangely.

"Don't worry..." Sirius said, noticing a few students backing away. "It's just a Boggart inside."

His words didn't seem to comfort many people. In the Gryffindor Tower, there was a Boggart who didn't know when it appeared, but Iger forcibly sealed it in the cabinet. I don't know the psychological shadow area of ​​that Boggart. how big...

But for most lower grade students, Boggart is still a difficult thing to deal with...

"Boggarts like dark and enclosed spaces..." Sirius said. "Wardrobe, the void under the bed, the cupboard under the sink... How about it? Isn't it fun?"

"No...it's not interesting at all..." Hermione whispered, "He's talking about the most terrifying and mysterious places in people's subconscious mind..."

"Now, who can answer my first question..." Sirius looked at the students cheerfully: "What is a Boggart?"

Hermione immediately raised her hand.

"Very well, Miss Morrises..." Sirius cheerfully motioned for Hermione to reply, and the students beside him burst into laughter.

Hermione glanced at Iger with a blushing face, and then said: "It's a deformable thing, what he thinks scares us the most, it will become something, and the professor, it's Granger..."

"Very good, Miss Morrises made it very clear, five points from Gryffindor." Sirius clapped his hands, making Hermione not know what expression to make.

Happy? Still angry?

"Just like what Miss Morrises said, the Boggart staying in this dark cabinet has no specific shape yet, he doesn't know what the people outside the cabinet door are afraid of, and no one knows that the Boggart is alone What it was like when I was there, but as soon as I let him out, he instantly becomes what each of us fears the most."

Sirius said swearingly, but Iger felt that he was talking nonsense.

Someone's seen a Boggart like Mad-Eye Moody...

Iger asked Moody Boggart what he looked like, and Moody told Egger that Boggart was like a mess of wool, a bit like Iger's chaotic state when he became silent, without any specific shape. But there's nothing mysterious about it either...

This once disappointed Iger.

"That is to say, there is a very big advantage for so many of us to face Boggart now, that is, we have a large number of people--he doesn't know what he should be like..." Sirius said.

"As for the spell to repel the Boggart, it is also very simple, but it requires a strong will. You know, what really kills the Boggart is laughter. You need to force him to become an image that you find funny."

"Let's practice spells without wands, come say to me... funny funny!"

"Funny, funny!" the whole class said together.

"Very good, very good, this is still a relatively simple part, you know, this spell alone is not enough... Does anyone want to try it out?" As he said, Sirius kept looking at Harry and Iger He moved around, hoping that one of the two of them could come up and help.

Looking at Sirius' expectant eyes, Iger and Harry grinned and took a step back in unison.

Sirius:……

It's fine for Iger to withdraw, but what are you refunding, Harry? I'm your godfather!

cheating...

No boy of thirteen or fourteen likes to be known to be afraid of something, no!

It's not that Iger never thought of using Occlumency, but Dumbledore told him before that Occlumency is not suitable for all targets.

Like boggarts...

Compared to Legilimency, which explores memories, Boggarts are more like a sharp sword that pierces people's hearts, so even Occlumency can't resist Boggarts' invasion.

Hermione looked around at the cowards, and this time, even Iger shrank in a rare way...

Of course, this does not mean fear, but embarrassment.

If no one is around, maybe the one who dares not come out is the Boggart in the closet...

"Oh...is there no one?" Sirius looked very disappointed, he didn't expect that even his godson would not come out to cooperate with him.

Hermione looked around, took a deep breath and stepped forward: "I'll do it."

"Very good! Miss Morrisers is wonderful!"

"It's Granger, sir..."

Harry grinned and moved closer to Iger: "Guess what it will be?"

"Emmm... failed test paper?" Iger pinched his chin and thought.

"I think so too..."

"Very good, Hermione." Sirius changed his title: "Let's talk about the most important thing first, what are you most afraid of in this world?"

"I don't know, sir..." Hermione was a little troubled, not for nothing, just embarrassed to say...

"Okay..." Sirius spread his hands: "Well, when the Boggart comes out, you only need to say funny and funny, and at the same time think about turning it into the funniest look you think, can you do it?"

"Yes." Hermione nodded firmly.

"Okay then..." Sirius nodded: "In this case, let's start."

As he spoke, Sirius stood aside, and a spark shot from the tip of the wand in his hand hit the doorknob of the closet. The door opened slowly, and a long, white hand gently pressed the door.

what is it Hermione's heart was pounding, and she was a little nervous.

What is it? What is it? What is it?

Iger also looked at the cabinet door excitedly.

Sirius stood aside and looked behind the cabinet door that hadn't been fully opened, and suddenly froze with a strange expression on his face.

The cabinet door opened, and a boy with black hair and red eyes came out with two horns on his head, and walked in front of Hermione with a smile on his lips.

Iger: w(??Д??)w damn it!

Is this really not me?

Harry, Ron:  …

Sirius:……

A group of students: ...

The Boggart in the closet turned into Iger, walked up to Hermione and laughed softly.

"Let's break up... I fell in love with someone else. She is gentler than you, has a better figure than you, and knows how to dress up than you. Look at your appearance, with messy hair. Who would like you?"

Saying that, Iger, who was transformed into a Boggart, bent slightly and grinned in Hermione's ear: "You look like a sea otter..."

Hermione's eyes dimmed instantly, and she looked at Iger blankly in front of her: "What?"

"You look... like a sea otter, who would like you?" Iger grinned in front of him, his teeth were shining white.

With a crisp 'pop', Hermione slapped her up, and a red slap appeared on Iger's face in front of her...

Boggart: ? ? ?

who I am? where am I? What just happened?

Why do I feel like I've been punched?