Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

In the afternoon, there was an anticipatory joy in the air, and even Snape's class was basically unattended.

But Snape didn't care either, as long as Harry was in the classroom, the others were my game?

Unfortunately, the get out of class ended half an hour earlier. When the bell rang early, the mighty students filed out from the classrooms.

What makes Iger proud is that the little wizards in the school are now wearing special cloaks provided by companies under Poison Eggs. Because of this competition, Iger specially told Remus to rush to equip the whole school. Complete and free.

Unconsciously, Iger's subordinates also have a well-equipped assembly line. The cloak is provided by Mrs. Mokin's shop, and then the wizards recruited by Remus go through layers of alchemy processes, and finally Remus casts a few core magic spells. , an anti-magic cloak worth 50 Galleons is so fresh...

"It's a little cold..." Hermione muttered, the voice fell, and the cloak on her body hurriedly wrapped Hermione, and immediately began to heat up.

"It's good..." Ron looked at the cloak on his body eagerly: "Fortunately there is Iger, otherwise I don't think I can afford it..."

"It's nothing if you can't afford it..." Harry tugged at the cloak uneasily: "I gave the cloak a personality according to Iger's method, why does it seem to strangle me?"

"Maybe I love you too much?" Fred in the front row turned back and laughed.

"Weasley, put your hat straight." Professor McGonagall swept his eyes sternly, then turned to look to the other side: "Miss Patil, please take off the poor little flower demon on your head, she I'm about to freeze to death!"

Parvati frowned unhappily, and pulled the little flower demon holding the butterfly headdress down.

"Thank you, if it's not too much trouble, please take off that ridiculous headgear too." Professor McGonagall's voice was cold.

"Do you want me to unscrew my head next?" Parvati muttered, angrily pulling off the butterfly hairpin on his head.

"Please come with me." Professor McGonagall said, "The first-year students are in front... Don't crowd..."

"Mr. Morriss?" Professor McGonagall grabbed Iger, who was staying warm beside Hermione: "Please stand in front of me."

"Why?" Iger blinked.

"You are the referee..." Professor McGonagall pursed her lips: "And every school will show its own. Professor McGonagall shrugged excitedly and laughed.

The corners of Iger's mouth twitched, and sure enough, even an older catgirl would have a heart for comparison...

The students filed down the steps and stood in line in front of the castle. It was a cold and airy evening, and night fell slowly.

In the distance, Emily rode Buckbeak on the edge of the Forbidden Forest and looked here curiously. In the small circle not far behind, Hagrid was casting a swelling spell on the pumpkins.

"Nice...Emily she doesn't have to stand here, I think they'll make us feel like idiots when they come." Ron muttered.

Harry grinned. "Look, maybe they think so too."

The voice fell, and the two suddenly laughed in a low voice.

"Huh? Where's You Mengyu?" Hermione turned her head curiously.

"Go to Hagrid's place to play, she's not from our school, and she doesn't want to get in touch with her former classmates..." Fred pointed to the distance, You Mengyu was squatting in Hagrid's yard, poking his tail Snail, a small head faintly emerged from behind the fence.

"She's so pitiful..." Hermione sighed sadly.

"I think she should join Hogwarts." George thought for a while: "It's not that there are no Asians in the school, look at Qiu Zhang from Ravenclaw, so many people are chasing him."

"Maybe I can't get over that hurdle in my heart. It is estimated that when this year passes and the people from their school leave, it should be fine." Harry looked in the direction of You Mengyu.

"How do you know so well?" Ron's eyes suddenly turned bad.

"That feeling of loneliness..." Harry said dryly, "I can probably understand it."

"Tsk tsk..." Fred laughed: "Please note that Ginny has six brothers..."

Harry: "..."

Nima's, I'm so hard...

Ron looked at his watch. It was probably the only valuable thing on his body. Since neither electronic watches nor quartz watches could be used at Hogwarts, the students could only wear mechanical watches. This watch was given by Bill two years ago. Christmas present for him.

"It's almost six, how do you think they'll be here? By train?" Ron looked at Harry.

"Should... not?" Harry thought for a while, shouldn't the train be picked up at Hogsmeade?

"Could it be a broom?" Harry thought for a while: "Perhaps it flew over like the Kunlun Hall last year?"

"Who knows, maybe they can Apparate even underage there?" Ron shrugged.

"Hogwarts! No! Apparition!" Hermione whispered through gritted teeth. "How many times do you want me to say this?"

"But Iger..." Harry opened his mouth.

"He's a devil! Not a human!" Hermione choked.

deideidei, you said dei!

Nima's…

The two of them didn't speak anymore, Iger was not here, and no one dared to provoke Hermione.

The sky gradually darkened, and Iger stood beside Professor McGonagall uneasily, and then looked at Professor McGonagall: "I don't think we should compare, Professor..."

"Have I said to compare?" Professor McGonagall was expressionless and steady.

Iger (shocked face) turned his head to look at Professor McGonagall, you don't remember what you just said so soon?

Elsa, who was beside her, covered her mouth and laughed softly.

The professors have known other schools, such as Durmstrang, who has a world-class star among the students of the other side, and another example of Beauxbatons, who has a super beautiful woman, regardless of whether she is excellent or not, at least she is beautiful. , Kunlun Hall's group of teachers don't know it yet, but it should not be bad.

Dumbledore turned his head and looked at Iger behind him, what is this?

Forget it, what has Iger been doing in the past few years?

Killed Quirrell in the first year of school...

During the holiday, I licked the brain of a werewolf...

In the second year, I caught a basilisk, and before the holiday, I shoved the students to eat it...

Then the holiday burned a group of dark wizards and caught Voldemort, and then almost demolished the Kunlun Hall half a world away...

In the third year, it was relatively stable, but it began to change the business line again, and the magic world that was hit by gold was about to inflate...

Then I was bored during the holidays and put the first generation of the Dark Lord...

Is this some kind of terrorist?

Before Dumbledore could think about it too deeply~www.wuxiahere.com~ a sound of wings flapping in the distance suddenly caught his attention.

"Ah... If I'm not mistaken, the representative of Beauxbatons has arrived." Dumbledore's voice rang out.

"Where?" The students suddenly looked around, looking in different directions.

"There..." Iger pointed at the staff from afar, pointing to the sky above the Forbidden Forest.

Dumbledore: "..."

It's a good thing to point out the direction... But why does it seem that Iger is not carrying a staff, but a stick?

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