Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

The news of Grindelwald's escape from prison has caused a stir in the entire European magic world, but compared to the magic world where public opinion is fermenting, Iger and his party are relatively calm.

The three were now in a mountain range on the border between Sweden and Norway. Fortunately, this mountain range contained these two different dragon species.

Norwegian Ridgeback and Swedish short-nosed dragon, the living environment of the two fire dragons are very similar.

Interestingly, the Norwegian Ridgeback looks very similar to the wasp, except for its smaller size and what looks like a towering black jade-colored spine on its back.

So far, Ai Ge I Ching has captured all four kinds of fire dragons.

At this time, Iger's suitcase had become a habitat for fire dragons. The four fire dragons each occupied a corner, spewing flames from time to time, leaving only a black and white striped dementor standing alone by the tent in the center, shivering.

The four big men next to him can't afford to offend any of them.

In contrast, the egg tarts that also lived in the suitcase felt better. The four fire dragons ignored him. Of course, it was not ruled out that it was too small to notice.

Huanghua had already moved out of the suitcase, Phoenix was naturally happy and quiet, and the four new tenants were a little too noisy for Little Phoenix.

When Huanghua appeared next to Iger, Grindelwald's expression was very exciting. It was the first time he saw someone outside the Dumbledore family owning a phoenix, which made his evaluation of Iger even better. Floors.

In fact, at this time, Grindelwald's evaluation of Iger was infinitely high. He saw a fourteen-year-old boy talking and laughing and suppressing a fire dragon. That kind of impact made Grindelwald, a famous black man like him. The wizard couldn't help but feel dazed.

Grindelwald looked at Iger with more and more appreciation. Of course, the boy in front of him was not without flaws.

For example, the salted fish-like character of the other party made Grindelwald very helpless.

You said that you are already strong to this extent, why can't you be a little ambitious?

"So... where are we going now?" Grindelwald turned to look at Iger.

"Back to England." Iger shrugged, originally thinking of taking a group of Hermione out to experience a perfect holiday trip, but he mistakenly remembered the Black Sea as the Dead Sea, and had to come out to catch a few fire dragons...

"I was curious before, what are you catching fire dragons for? In my impression, only one person is interested in doing such a thing. Of course, he has not caught fire dragons either..." Grindelwald said leisurely.

"Next year, the school will reopen the Triwizard Tournament. Originally, I wanted to rent fire dragons, but I accidentally killed three fire dragons for others. They said they would not rent them. Fire dragon as compensation." Iger pouted.

"You want to make amends?" Emily looked at Iger suspiciously, this was not like the other party's style.

"Compensate for a fart..." Iger snorted coldly: "Do you really think I have no temper? All the four fire dragons are mine, I don't rent them... I also got the map of the fire dragon habitat, they can play by themselves."

Iger snorted slightly, your own fire dragon rioted, I helped you, it's fine if you don't appreciate it, you still want to pinch me?

Is it something you can handle, Lao Tzu?

The corners of Grindelwald's mouth curled up: "That's right."

He found that Iger was not that salty and hopeless, at least he was quite angry.

The three returned to England all the way, and the journey of catching the dragon also came to an end.

All the way to the Leaky Cauldron Bar, Grindelwald looked at the old bar with his hands behind his back in admiration: "It's been a long time since I came here last time, and it doesn't look like much has changed here."

"Of course..." Iger smiled: "This bar has been open for hundreds of years..."

"What are we doing here?" Emily looked around at the crowd. The three of them were all wearing large black cloaks, which cut off the prying eyes of outsiders. The cloaks were exclusively sponsored by Iger...

"Get the old gentleman a wand first." Iger smiled and led the two through the Leaky Cauldron, all the way to Ollivander's wand shop.

"Good afternoon, is there anyone?" As soon as he entered the door, the old wind chime rang, and Iger shouted.

"There are some..." Ollivander's figure came out from behind the shelf: "Long time no see Mr. Morriss..."

Iger was stunned for a moment: "How did you recognize me?"

"Uh..." Ollivander smiled awkwardly: "I don't know if you know that when you wear a hood, your horns will push up the hood by two bags..."

Iger: "..."

A burst of suppressed laughter came from behind, Emily and Grindelwald were laughing in a low voice, and Iger was suddenly a little embarrassed.

Seeing that his identity was exposed, Iger didn't bother to cover up: "I'm here to get the magic wand, the two I left here."

Ollivander nodded suddenly, laughed, and then happily ran to the shelf and rummaged through the boxes for a while, and finally found two dusty boxes in a corner.

"These two." Ollivander's voice sounded a little excited, and there was a fiery light in his eyes.

Iger gently opened a box, and Ollivander's voice sounded: "Ah... Acacia wood and your hair... Fourteen and one-third inches, a strange wand, and at the same time extremely powerful, Personally, I feel that this wand is more suitable for you."

Iger took out his wand, the tip of the wand sparked, and the slender wand spun quickly with Iger's mind.

Gently handing the wand to Grindelwald, Iger raised his eyebrows: "Try?"

Grindelwald smiled, reached out and took the wand, his thin and slender fingers turned the wand flower, and the slender wand stayed in Grindelwald's hand softly.

"It's rare, I tried to use this wand to set off a small firework, but it only spit out a stench..." Ollivander gave Grindelwald a meaningful look: "I want to control it, except You have to have extraordinary talent, and you have to have superb control, and it looks like it's a good fit for you."

Gently playing with the wand in his hand, Grindelwald raised his eyebrows slightly: "I can feel it, it's very strong..."

"How about the Elder Wand?" Iger looked at Grindelwald curiously.

"I don't know, but even if it's bad, it shouldn't be too bad." Putting the wand in his pocket, Grindelwald laughed softly: "Thank you, little friend, I like it very much."

"Look at the other one..." Iger took out the wand from the second box, and the moment I saw the wand, Iger raised his eyebrows.

There's no other reason, the wand in front of him is so well-kneaded that it's so familiar...

"Yes, elder..." Ollivander looked at the wand in Iger's hand with fiery eyes: "Thirteen inches~www.wuxiahere.com~devil hair..."

"It's amazing, all the bad luck has been taken up..." Iger grinned at the wand in his hand.

"That's right, that's right... Of course, I'm not saying that elderberry is unlucky, it's a very good wand wood, and it's also the most critical wand wood for wizards to choose." Ollivander nodded cheerfully. Head: "How do you feel?"

"emmm..." Iger waved his wand: "It's like a part of the body..."

The warm warm air was blowing in the room, and Iger looked at the wand in his hand in amazement.

"This is undoubtedly one of the most successful wands in my wand making career..." Ollivander looked at the wand in Iger's hand with deep eyes: "The harshness of the elder's treatment of its owner makes it impossible to thrive, no matter if you hold one How long does an elder wand have to be an extraordinary wizard to do..."

"This also causes the wizards who can control them to be extraordinary." Ollivander muttered to himself.

"I still feel comfortable using a hammer..." Iger muttered softly.

"Why don't you give it to me?" Grindelwald laughed cheerfully.

Iger glanced at the old man behind him.

Are you thinking of peaches...

"In other words, this wand is not very loyal?" Iger looked at Ollivander.

"It's undeniable that elder wands do have some of these properties..." Ollivander smiled awkwardly.

Some?

The corners of Iger's mouth twitched, the people who died because of the Elder Wand can't be described with some words...

"But the core of the wand is your hair, so I think its loyalty should be very high." Ollivander looked at Iger seriously.

Iger snorted, noncommittal.

Harry's core is still Fox's tail feathers, do you think Fox can use it?