Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

At night, in Snape's office, the boiling cauldron exudes a strange fragrance.

Snape looked coldly at the black kitten on the ground: "You want me to deduct points from Gryffindor, Iger?"

Iger swishly stood up and looked at the cauldron in front of him: "It's strange, today's potion doesn't taste the same as the one you boiled in the past. It's rare that it smells so good..."

"A simple potion." Snape looked indifferent.

"How about the clone?" Iger looked at him curiously.

"The old man said that the surrogacy has been completed, and it only takes ten months to wait. It seems that Muggle things are not all that stupid..." Snape said softly.

"Tsk tsk..." Iger curled his lips: "Are you planning to prepare everything for a child from one to eleven years old? A man who is about to become a father is really scary, he's just crazy."

"You're here to say it's useless?" Snape looked a little embarrassed, but he wasn't as gloomy as before.

"I want to learn the Fiery Fire Spell." Iger looked at Snape.

"In my opinion, it's more terrifying than the Unforgivable Curse. There's nothing that can't be burned by a fierce fire. What are you thinking?" Snape looked at Iger with a fluttering gaze.

Iger felt that Snape's eyes were not as empty as they used to be at this time. He seemed to have some color?

"I need to destroy something, you are right, even the indestructible thing will be afraid of severe fire." Iger nodded.

Snape put down the thing in his hand and looked at Iger with a serious expression: "You must know that the difficulty of Fiery Fire is not to summon it but..."

"Control it?" Iger asked, looking at Snape.

"The answer is correct, those things are not the flames used to bake potatoes, they are conscious, and even have a simple will, when it burns more and more vigorously, it becomes more and more difficult to control. , raging, and burning when touched."

Snape's gloomy voice said flatly: "But since you want to learn, according to the unbreakable vow between us, I have to teach you, but before that, you have to learn a very difficult spell."

"What spell?" Iger was a little nervous when he heard that.

"The curse stops immediately." Snape's voice was soft, and it was rare for Iger to see him so calm.

Iger: "…"

Seeing Iger looking like you were **** kidding me, Snape stood up and motioned for Iger to follow him: "Don't think it's just an ordinary little spell, it's a very varied spell. , mainly aimed at the continuous spell, although it is not a counter-curse, it is indeed a very powerful termination spell."

"Everything!" Snape took Iger all the way to the Black Lake. The Black Lake at night was shrouded in a veil under the darkness and moisture. Snape turned to look at Iger: "All the spells of sustainability will Terminated by it, because it's for various forms of sustainability spells, so it has a branch, and this branch has a different name..."

"All curses end." Snape's voice was flat: "In short, the magic wand is inserted into the ground to release the curse and stop, which can create a layer of equivalent substances with relative properties to limit the substances within the range."

Iger was a little bit lacking in interest, no matter how arrogant he said it, it was just a curse...

"Whether it's raging fire, dragon's breath, collapsing torrent, or any other area-wide magic, the only requirement is a lot of magic power." Snape said in a low voice: "Now, you You can cast your best area of ​​magic on me, and I'll show you the spell."

"Spark fire!" Iger waved his wand in his hand, and the sparks fell on the ground within a radius of 100 meters, and then the sparks exploded.

"I still can't control the magic power... A simple spell in your hand can be comparable to a fierce fire..." Snape glanced at Iger dissatisfied, and then the wand slammed into the ground and shouted: "All spells are end!"

As Snape's wand was inserted into the ground, the cracks on the ground crawled all over a radius of dozens of meters, and a wall of light rose from Snape's feet to completely shroud Iger's flames. It spewed out from the gap and pressed towards the flames in the field.

The two flames clashed fiercely, and the swept heat wave roared on Iger's face. Iger looked at Snape with gleaming eyes. He was so handsome by Snape just now, how can he be so handsome with Cursed Stop?

Snape pulled out his wand on the ground to control the flames in the arena. The flames kept squeezing and spinning, and finally extinguished the flames released by Iger, and then the scene was silent again.

Snape looked at Iger panting slightly, his face gloomy: "I won't demonstrate it a second time."

"I've learned it!" Iger said excitedly, looking eager to try.

"This is not a spell cast by one person." Snape looked into Iger's eyes: "I'm just giving you a demonstration. In fact, this spell requires at least three wizards to cast it together under normal conditions, so here In the use of Dao magic spells, release as much of your magic as possible."

Iger nodded and looked at Snape: "Start now?"

Snape looked at Iger and stood in the distance: "Burning flames!"

The wand in Snape's hand circled the top of his head and then threw it fiercely. A tongue of flames of hundreds of meters raged from the tip of the wand. In the rolling heat wave, the flames flew up and down with Snape's control.

"All curses will end!" Iger imitated Snape's example and inserted his wand into the ground, and then a crack covered the edge of the Black Lake, completely surrounding the entire Black Lake.

The rays of light lit up, and the entire black lake seemed to have turned into a sea of ​​rays of light. The sacred and blazing rays of light rose into the sky. Iger stepped forward and pulled out his wand, but no flames appeared. The black lake was dancing with Iger's movements. The surface of the lake, for a moment, a huge wave surged up on the surface of the lake, and the lake water hundreds of meters high rushed towards Snape's direction as if covering the sky in the night.

Snape turned around, looked at the scene behind him, his face twitched fiercely, and then shouted, "Stop!"

Iger turned around abruptly, and waved his wand fiercely in front of him, and the lake returned to calm again.

The flame summoned by Snape had already been extinguished by the lake water that Iger had just inadvertently dropped, and the ground beside the lake was full of ashes.

Snape looked at Iger in shock, his body was wet, and his greasy hair was sticking to his face.

What is this stuff? Snape roared as he watched Iger.

What the **** is this!

"Go back to sleep!" Snape murmured at Iger, his voice gloomy and low.

Iger swallowed dryly, turned around and walked towards the school, he felt a little weak in his legs...

Then, if you fall down, you might get cold too, right? Iger thought to himself.

For a moment just now, he felt as if he was about to lose control. If Snape shouted a little later, it would be hard to say what would happen...

On the other side, Snape looked at the calm Black Lake with a horrified expression.

I swore... If I practice against him again, I'll be a **** troll...

"Very powerful and extremely beautiful." An old voice sounded, Dumbledore stood behind Snape and looked at the black lake in front of him leisurely: "The curse of the palace level, isn't it?"

"He's still growing." Snape shook his head slightly, in a trance.

"The magic of the silent is so enviable of Sif..." Dumbledore nodded.

"What the **** is that?" Snape couldn't help but pour out his inner doubts as he looked at Dumbledore.

"In fact, I feel that magic has always been related to our soul power..." Dumbledore said of his conjecture: "Although the study of the soul is still elusive to wizards."

"Of course, this also has a lot to do with the child's talent. I think if Iger's silence is not counted, his magic power is about to reach the level of an adult wizard." Dumbledore's voice was calm: "Of course. , I'm talking about magic..."

"Not all children who suppress magic will become silent ones. This also requires talent. We cannot deny that the child's talent is indeed far beyond your imagination, and even he is still growing." Dumbledore looked at Staring at Xinghai in the distance: "Among the people I've seen, those who are as amazing as him do not have the powerful and endless magic power, those who possess magic power do not have such amazing talent as him, and even I have never had such an amazing talent. I thought that in my lifetime I would meet such an unattainable junior, I cannot deny that even I would be a little jealous."

"The broom is just a small gift, and the Philosopher's Stone is just a help for his growth. Guess what Severus will he want next?" Dumbledore walked towards the castle, "I can probably guess. What I get is that a dazzling existence like a comet is about to rise, confident and calm, supported by everyone, and unstoppable..."

"Can you beat him?" Snape strode after Dumbledore.

Dumbledore gave him a strange look: "Now, of course."

"What about after that?" Snape expected Dumbledore to give him a calming answer.

Dumbledore glanced at Snape, his eyes clearly said: What are you kidding?

Iger didn't know that Dumbledore gave him such a high evaluation. At this time, he was hurriedly walking in the castle.

"Stop!" Filch jumped out of the corner suddenly.

"It's all forgot!" With a wave of Iger's hand, Filch's eyes were stunned. It seemed that he had basically forgotten everything in the past two days...

Mrs. Norris looked at Iger curiously, the breath from Iger made her feel a little closer.

All the way back to the room, Iger took off the wet clothes and threw them by the bed. The clothes disappeared instantly, and appeared neatly in Iger's wardrobe after a while.

Iger stared blankly at his hands, and stared at his wand for a while. For the first time, he realized how tyrannical the magic in his body was.

Perhaps Snape was right, it was time for him to practice controlling magic...

…

It was another potions class. Iger was once again carried by Snape to the group of Slytherin students. Fortunately, Snape was not paying attention to Harry for the past two days, which allowed Harry to escape.

In the evening, Harry and Ron were arguing in a low voice, and when they saw Iger, they ducked far away.

"What happened to them?" Iger looked at Hermione beside him with a strange look.

Hermione opened her mouth to say something, then shook her head and closed her mouth, looking a little angry.

Iger was used to it, Hermione quarreled with Harry and the others every day.

As a result, Iger soon knew what was going on.

Early the next morning, Hermione's eyes were flushed, obviously she hadn't slept well.

"Yesterday Harry and Malfoy agreed to a duel at night. I wanted to stop them from coming, but the fat lady didn't come back. I couldn't go back to the lounge, so I went with them." Hermione was angry like a fried kitten The same: "As a result, Malfoy released their pigeons, and we were chased by Filch all the way to a room with a huge three-headed dog in the room. I was scared to death..."

The corners of Iger's mouth twitched, and there were so many flaws that he didn't know where to start.

Raising his hand to touch Hermione's fluffy hair, Iger stuffed a chicken sandwich into his mouth.

Not far away, Harry and Ron were arguing about something, and turned to look at Iger.

"Malfoy was talking during Quidditch training yesterday. Harry said he would be a coward if he didn't have those two valet. Malfoy mocked Harry for hiding behind you. Harry was so angry that he had an appointment with him. Duel at night." Ron looked at Iger's bulging mouth and explained a little embarrassedly: "I mean... man, face is very important."

Iger was laughing back and forth at Ron's words. Harry and Ron looked at each other, not knowing what Iger was laughing at.

Harry looked at Iger, and he vaguely felt that the things in the trapdoor under the three big dogs last night had something to do with Iger's stolen treasury, but Iger's mind wandering tomorrow would be of little use to Harry. The information was not available, which made him feel a little discouraged.

At this point, Hermione had completely broken up with the two of them, but Harry and Ron thought it would be better without Hermione pointing fingers.

Harry and Ron shared what they thought of the Gringotts robbery and the trapdoor.

"He is either very precious or very dangerous. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com" said Ron.

Harry thought for a while: "Either it's all taken."

"We can ask Iger directly." Ron suggested.

Harry shook his head: "Iger won't tell us. If he doesn't want us to know, then we'll never find out."

Although they guessed like this, they had no clue about that mysterious object. Without more clues, it would be impossible to guess what it was.

As for Hermione, she didn't seem interested at all, she said that Neville was there last night, but the poor child's only thought now was to stay away.

Iger wasn't too interested in any of these, it was nothing more than Dumbledore's game of coaxing children...

For the next week, he spent the night with Snape learning how to control Flare, but Dumbledore would watch it every night because of its danger.

Now Iger can basically completely control the fiery fire in a radius of several hundred meters. No matter how large the range is, he can only guarantee his own safety.

The other end of the Black Lake has become a large black wasteland due to Iger's destruction for a week. The students talked a lot about this, and didn't know what happened.

Only the Weasley brothers went to investigate at night, but they couldn't understand anything. The scope of Lihuo was too large, and neither of them dared to go deep, so they could only look vaguely from a distance. to Dumbledore, Snape and Iger.

For a while, Iger's figure holding a wand and controlling fiery fire left a deep impression in the minds of the two of them.

"It's so handsome!"

"too strong!"

This is what they said after they stopped Iger in the Gryffindor lounge one night. The two were very curious about Iger's spell.