Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

"Iger, can you sign me? It's better to have two copies. My brother Dennis also wants..."

At night, Colin stood behind Iger, holding two pieces of parchment in his hands, looking at Iger nervously.

It can be seen that Colin has made a great determination. After all, there have always been rumors in the school that Iger has a bad temper and will play with his head at every turn. Colin feels that he is mentally prepared to be slapped off his head. .

Even if I die, I want an autograph!

"Dude, this is a true fan..." Ron whispered in Iger's ear.

"Go away..." Iger felt very bad.

Isn't that what Harry treats?

Swish signed Colin's name, Iger's expression was not good: "Don't tell others..."

"Okay, okay!" Colin quickly nodded his head and left happily.

It’s not for nothing that Iger signed Colin’s autograph, because at the moment when he was taking control of his sword, Colin held the camera and took a perfect picture of Iger’s sword from a slightly sideways angle behind him. Iger thought it looked handsome. .

Of course, the photo didn't get out, it was treasured by Hermione...

"Sign one for me too..." Ron muttered, pushing over a piece of parchment.

"Ron!" Hermione cried, dumbfounded. "Would you go away?"

"Just one, what does it matter..." Ron muttered.

Iger was helpless and could only sign one for him, and then Iger saw Ron quickly put the signature into his arms.

"Do you admire Iger so much?" Harry looked at Ron suspiciously.

"No, Iger's autographed photo is very valuable, don't you know?" Ron said proudly: "I have a cousin who is willing to pay ten Galleons to buy a private photo of Iger! Don't say anything else, I can sell it for twenty Galleons just for this signature..."

Harry: "…"

Iger: "…"

"Should you say that you have a good way to make money... or are you not afraid of death?" Iger sighed with some emotion.

"Is this guy popular?" You Mengyu took a piece of bread and dipped the last bit of custard on the plate.

"I feel... it's okay." Iger thought for a while: "After all, I've never received a love letter from anyone else..."

"Have you ever thought... maybe it was just thrown away?" Harry glanced at Hermione beside Iger with a strange look, then saw Hermione's dangerous gaze, and shrank his head and said nothing.

"What?" Iger asked subconsciously, not hearing clearly.

"It's nothing, eat your meal..." Hermione blushed a little, and stuffed a turkey leg into Iger's mouth.

"Look at that guy named Bian or something..." Ron said with a smug expression, "it scared you to shut yourself out..."

Iger turned his head to look, the boy was eating with a dazed expression, and the whole person seemed to be stunned.

"Just get used to it..."

"…"

…

"Hey, are you all right?" Malfoy shook the side beside him.

Bian He was stunned for a while, then shook his head slightly: "Thank you, I'm fine..."

"That's good..." Malfoy muttered, and started eating to himself again.

"Aren't you surprised?" Bian He asked while frowning at Malfoy.

"What are you surprised about? Iger?" Malfoy rolled his eyes: "Just get used to it."

Is it possible to get used to this? Bian He looked bewildered.

"You have also seen that he is not a human being, you can't compare with him, who would test his strength with a giant dragon, right?" Malfoy looked very open: "Actually, you are still very lucky."

"What?" Bian He was a little puzzled.

"Because anyone who provokes him like you did before seems to be dead..." Malfoy muttered.

Bian He: "…"

Holy crap, I should thank him for saying that?

The two of them didn't have time to talk too much, the door of the auditorium was rumbled open, Snape's face was very ugly, he strode in, grabbed the horn on Iger's head and turned away without saying a word from beginning to end. .

Iger: "???"

"What happened?" Iger struggled to get off Snape's hands. Although Iger was now 1.6 meters tall, he was still like a chicken in Snape's hands, which made him very embarrassed. .

"Important thing." Snape didn't bother to explain, and looked at Iger's eyes slightly fluctuating.

It's so big in a blink of an eye, remember it only seemed to come to the waist before? Time flies so fast...

"What's the matter?" Iger looked puzzled.

Seeing the two of them reach the door of the principal's room, Snape's face turned dark: "Peter Pettigrew... escaped."

"Whatf**kyoutalkingabout?" Iger was stunned: "What's going on?"

"Go in and talk."

Pushing Iger into the door of the principal's room, Snape followed and closed the door.

As soon as he entered the principal's room, Iger saw Dumbledore's extremely ugly old face, and Fudge sitting on a chair with an embarrassed look.

Sirius leaned against the wall with a murderous look on his face, his eyes full of madness under his messy hair.

Professor McGonagall was pouring tea for a few people while sniffling, and judging from his expression, he was clearly not at peace.

"What's the matter?" Iger frowned.

"This afternoon... Peter Pettigrew escaped from Azkaban..." Fudge muttered vaguely.

"Be clear." Iger narrowed his eyes slightly: "Didn't I tell you that he is Animagus?"

"He was rescued..." Fudge's eyes were dazed: "I don't know why, that person only saved Peter Pettigrew..."

"Where's Voldemort?" Iger turned to look at Dumbledore.

"With me." Dumbledore nodded.

"Give me the diary..." Iger stretched out his hand: "Put it with me."

Dumbledore took the diary out of the drawer and handed it to Iger, who took the diary and threw it into the bag.

This diary is the key to keeping Harry alive.

If there is no Horcrux hanging on Voldemort's life, if Voldemort gives Harry an Arvada at that time, it is very likely that the two will die together.

"He'll come to Hogwarts, or he'll have nowhere else to go," Dumbledore said softly. "I guess he'll come to rescue his old master, though that may not be his own idea."

"That guy is very familiar with the secret passage of the school..." Sirius' face was gloomy.

"Yeah, thanks to you." Snape smiled sarcastically.

"You **** want to fight?" Sirius snapped his wand and aimed it at Snape.

"Come on." Snape drew his wand at the same time.

"Calm down." Iger clapped his hands, and the two's wands flew out of his hands and flew into his hands: "It's just a rat, and I can't find any trouble, Mr. Minister, make a wanted order."

Fudge nodded and left in a hurry.

Iger looked at a few people: "Don't be nervous, gentlemen, I don't think this is a good thing."

Said, Iger looked at Sirius and smiled: "At least you can kill him yourself..."

Taking out the Marauder's map and looking at it, Iger said softly: "That guy must be near here now, not too far away, since he was rescued, then the other party's purpose is likely to be Voldemort. Things...I think we need a professional..."

…

Early in the morning of Halloween, Hermione was lying in the bed and looked at Iger in surprise: "Why did you get up so early today?"

"I'm going to buy you a pet." Iger muttered: "Do you want to be together?"

Hermione glanced at Dolores the python coiled around in the corner of the room, then looked at Huanghua who was combing her feathers on the shelf, and pulled out the curled up Da and Guoba from under the pillow, a little uncertain. Looking at Iger: "Do you want to buy a pet?"

"Yeah, I'll buy you a cat." Iger spread his hands.

"Aren't you?" Hermione laughed suddenly.

"To be able to catch mice." Iger was helpless.

Half an hour later, the two appeared on time at the pet store in Diagon Alley. Iger watched the clerk happily wave: "I want all your cats!"

The clerk looked so excited, he immediately took out all his cats and sold them to Iger together with the kittens.

Hermione was a little surprised: "How much do you want to buy?"

"Baoyuan!" Iger grinned and walked into another pet store: "I want all your cats!"

Two hours later, all the cats in Diagon Alley were looted by Iger, not even the stray cat Iger on the side of the road. There were more than 300 cats meowing in Iger's box, not two. The naughty one also teased the dementor in the corner. The dementor shyly avoided the entanglement of the cats, for fear of accidentally killing which one would give Iger an excuse to hurt himself.

"Who's your name is Crookshanks?" Egger meows cheerfully as he looks at the cats in front of him.

"Me!" A voice that sounded hoarse sounded, a **** cat's paw was raised in the group of plush dumplings, Iger followed the voice, and a big **** cat with a flat face looked fierce from Come out of the group of cats.

"Meow...what's the matter, little master?" Crookshanks looked very smart. He knew very well who he and Iger were the masters. He didn't look like someone else's cat. He always thought he was the master...

"Very good, from today onwards, you are their leader." Iger muttered: "I want you to be responsible for the patrol work in the castle. The content of the work is... catch mice, catch a mouse that is not a mouse. "

"Understood meow." Crookshanks squatted and nodded seriously.

Very good, Iger nodded with satisfaction.

At noon, the students were surprised to find that there were more cats in the castle. There were one or two cats dangling around in each corridor. The castle was full of self-service cat food and cat litter boxes.

Of course, Iger is not in the mood to do this, it's all thanks to the elves...

"Do you understand what I'm saying?" Iger looked at Crookshanks at his feet and squatted down: "That vole is old and ugly, he's not a rat, he's changed from a human."

"I understand meow~" Crookshanks licked the fleshy little paw: "I think I should distinguish meow."

"Wow...he looks so obedient..." Hermione couldn't help hugging Crookshanks with a smile.

"She's so beautiful meow..." Crookshanks leaned on Hermione's arms and looked at Iger and said, "Every human I've seen despised me, is she an angel meow?"

"Don't worry, we won't." Iger rubbed Crookshanks' little head: "From today, you are the captain of the Hogwarts security brigade, you don't need a bird except me, who is there? Dare to hurt you, tell me, Kai Wushuang is gone!"

Iger waved his hand, indicating that from today, little brother, you will be covered by me.

"Understood meow~" Crookshanks flicked his big fluffy tail.

"Peter Pettigrew escaped?" Hermione looked at Iger suspiciously.

"Yes." Iger nodded.

"Are you sure this works?" Hermione looked at the group of cats meowing beside her.

"Emmm..." Iger spread his hands: "Probably... what else can he do? That coward, let him fend for himself. I actually doubt whether he will come to Hogwarts, but be prepared..."

"Iger he will definitely come." Hermione thought for a while: "I think since he was saved, the purpose of saving him must be the mysterious man, otherwise it is hard for me to imagine what other value he has. Zhou Zhang's saving a petit star is like you said... the world is not worth it."

"Yeah..." Iger took out a piece of parchment and put it in front of Crookshanks: "Can you read a map?"

"Meow…"

After settling a group of cats in Crookshanks, Iger kept giving warnings to the portraits of the castle.

"Oh, don't worry, dear... We will definitely notify you as soon as there is any news." The fat lady was holding a glass of red wine, with a hint of drunkenness on her face, and looked at Iger cheerfully.

"Thank you, fat lady." Iger said cheerfully.

"The Pettigrew Peter you said is an Animagus?" The bronze door knocker's voice contained no emotion.

"Yes, it's a mouse." Iger nodded.

"I have no reason to block a person who answers the right question." The tone of the bronze door knocker remained unchanged.

"Are you sure?" Iger happily picked up the hammer.

"Allow me to take back the foreword." The bronze door knocker's voice contained no emotion.

Iger: "…"

"Don't worry, Mr. Iger, there are elves patrolling every floor, there will be no problem." Xia said humbly in a high-pitched voice.

"Well...Thank you." Iger muttered indistinctly, and left the kitchen with a pile of cakes.

"This is our honor." A group of elves bowed their noses to the ground and watched Iger leave.

Early the next morning, a dense patch of owls on the long table in Gryffindor was listening to Iger.

"Goo...a mouse?"

Lack stared at Iger with amber eyes.

"Yes, a mouse..." Iger nodded.

"Can I eat it?" Lack tilted his head, his head and body forming a 90-degree angle.

"Anyway. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Iger grinned and pressed You Mengyu's restless little claws, the girl drooled when she looked at the owls in front of her.

"Great." Hedwig's cold voice sounded, and Lack turned his head and glanced at it.

"It means we don't have to eat that boring, stupid bird food anymore, I'm really fed up." Hedwig muttered, tilting her head.

Why does Iger think this is so familiar? If there is a master, there must be his favor?

The castle has been very lively these two days. Cats and dogs are rampant everywhere, owls are flying everywhere in the sky, and even a few snakes raised by the Slytherin students have been dispatched by Iger, making the entire castle look like a zoo.

The toad Lefu has also been extraordinarily honest these two days, and no longer thinks about escaping. The outside world is too dangerous. Lefu thought about it again and again, and suddenly felt that his master's chubby little hands were also very warm.

"If he can get into this, then I have nothing to say." Iger looked at the messy castle and grinned: "What is this? Crazy Zoo?"