Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

"That's fiery. If you don't play well, you may die..." Iger smacked his lips: "That's why Professor Dumbledore stood by."

"Don't worry, we won't ask you to teach us something so dangerous."

"We're just curious." George took Iger's shoulders: "I'm curious why the younger brother learns these things from the professors."

"Could it be to become a new generation of Dark Lord?" Fred said with a smile.

"I think this is a good idea..." Iger nodded and smiled: "Are you going to be my minions?"

"God, the power of the new generation of Dark Lords is really unreliable..." Fred spread his hands.

"Are you going to send us to laugh at the enemy?" George laughed.

"It's just to enhance my own strength." Iger spread out his hands helplessly: "I have such a unique magic power of silently, I can't hold back when I hold it back. If I learn more, I might use it when I'm going to use it. After all, I'm a mess in other areas."

The twins looked at each other and laughed. Fred looked at Iger and said with a smile: "This reason is so cool, how about taking us?"

"Don't you guys want to start some kind of organization?" Iger looked at the two with some doubts.

"That's a good idea. You're the boss, and we'll help you." George nodded.

"Don't let Ron know, he will cry." Fred laughed.

Iger felt a little speechless, what did these two really think...

"Okay, what's the name of the organization?" Iger pouted. In fact, he also thought the twins' proposal was quite interesting.

"How about the poisonous egg?" Fred said without thinking.

"Egg of death can also be!" George casually took to the street.

Iger was messed up for a while, and when you co-authored, you were on the egg bar, right?

Is my name so **** funny?

"Don't make trouble." Iger pouted: "It might as well be called Dandantang..."

The twins looked at each other and said in unison, "Good name!"

Iger: "???"

In the end, Iger still couldn't beat the two. When the minority obeyed the majority, the twins decided the name of the organization extremely strongly:

Egg Hall!

EGGHOUSE!

Abbreviation: E·H, or Egg House…

Iger was confused for a while looking at the cheerful expressions of the two of them...

Why the **** am I being rude?

think about it! In the future, after I became a great magician, I wrote this under my resume:

Egger Morriss.

It is called poisonous egg.

Single-handedly founded a well-known organization like Dandantang...

Its industry: Weasley's Witchcraft and Wizardry...

What the **** am I doing? Iger went mad for a while.

Can you be a little bit prettier?

With the thoughts rolling in his mind, Iger returned to the bed and gradually fell asleep.

Early the next morning, on the long table of Gryffindor in the auditorium, Iger was listlessly drinking milk, and owls flooded into the auditorium as usual, delivering packages one by one to his target.

Six long-eared owls flew to Harry with a long package, and Harry picked up the envelope and looked at it.

"Don't look at it, it's probably the broom that Professor McGonagall gave you. God, she's really rich... She gave me another one," Iger said.

Harry looked at the letter, and it was exactly as Iger said, but he didn't open the package impatiently, and Professor McGonagall asked him not to be seen.

Harry felt a burst of joy and handed the letter to Ron.

"Nimbus 2001!" Ron sighed enviously, "It's great..."

Iger laughed: "You guys have touched my light..."

"How?" Harry looked at Iger curiously.

"I started a deal with Professor Dumbledore, he gave me a hand of 2001, but I gave it away, and then I helped Gryffindor beat Slytherin once, Professor McGonagall knew that I I gave the broom away, so I gave it to me again." Iger smiled and said, "It stands to reason that a regular version of the Quidditch 2000 is enough to crush you. Professor McGonagall probably doesn't want you to feel biased. , you must know that you don’t suffer from widowhood, but you suffer from unevenness.”

"It's complicated enough..." Ron smacked his lips.

Iger nodded: "Although it's only one figure away, 2001 is indeed a lot more expensive. We must win, Harry."

Harry nodded, a little impatiently and Ron walked out of the auditorium with the package.

A few minutes later, Hermione walked in with a bookish spirit: "Look at them as if I don't talk to them how grateful they are!"

Iger shook his head helplessly. There were only two kinds of people in Hermione's eyes, Iger and others...

Whether she copied her homework or violated the school rules, it didn't matter to Hermione. Iger thought it might be because of the cult of personality he had established for her since the age of eight.

As for Harry and Ron, Hermione would not hesitate to criticize if they violated the school rules or something. I have to say that Hermione at this age is really not very likable, but Iger feels okay and likes it. That's it.

Looking at the weather outside the castle, Iger felt that the weather was good, and planned to go to the Forbidden Forest to find Buckbeak to fly around, and by the way, help Hermione to change her mood.

The two walked towards the direction of the Forbidden Forest. Red figures on the Quidditch pitch in the distance danced in the sky. Today is Gryffindor training time.

……

"The first thing to do is bow, be careful not to blink!" Iger said to Hermione standing in front of Buckbeak, keeping a distance between the two.

Hermione looked pale at Buckbeak's huge body, but she did so out of trust in Iger.

After a while, the little girl rode on Buckbeak's back with a look of nervousness and excitement, and curiously touched the feathers of the big hippo.

"Let's go, I'll take you around." Iger grinned, his legs were clamped on Buckbeak's stomach, Buckbeak stood alone, and galloped forward, his huge wings spread out, soaring into the sky Get up.

Hermione blushed and sat in front of Iger. At this time, Iger gave her the feeling of a prince charming.

Iger directed Buckbeak to rush towards the Quidditch pitch, grabbed the Quaffle in the surprised eyes of a group of players and coffin, and threw it into the opposite ring.

The cheers of Fred and George reached Iger's ears with the sound of the wind. Iger laughed and greeted the students around him. Hermione's face flushed with excitement.

"Iger! What is this?" Harry rode a broom to fly not far away, Buckbeak looked at Harry with his big head tilted, his huge wings flapping and staying in the air.

Iger grinned: "The hippogriff, Buckbeak, be careful. The first time you meet, keep away. It's a little dangerous."

Buckbeak muttered something in his throat, a little dissatisfied with Iger's words, and then Iger motioned Buckbeak to fly into the distance. Along the way, the Weasley brothers flew around them curiously on their brooms.

Iger rode Buckbeak all the way to Black Lake. Since it was weekend time, many people in the school saw Buckbeak.

Buckbeak landed beside the Black Lake, Iger fell from it, and picked up Hermione.

A sparse group of students in the distance followed nearby and looked at Buckbeak beside Iger.

Iger looked at Malfoy in the crowd and laughed, remembering that this kid seemed to be scratched later?

"Want to come up for a ride?" Iger looked at Malfoy and smiled.

Malfoy's eyes lit up, and looked at Iger eagerly: "I... can I?"

Iger felt that this child had bullied him a bit miserably, and he was trembling when he talked to him?

"You can try, but do as I say." Iger tilted his head and motioned Malfoy to come closer.

Malfoy leaned over excitedly. Iger couldn't help laughing when he looked at him. Although he hated him a little, he was still a little kid...

Didn't you make yourself submissive?

After a long while, Malfoy felt that his eyes were almost sour, Buckbeak finally bowed slightly towards him.

Iger motioned for Malfoy to come closer and floated him onto Buckbeak.

"Hold it by the neck." Iger looked at Malfoy and said.

"What?" Malfoy was stunned.

Iger patted Buckbeak's hind leg, Buckbeak raised his big head, opened his wings with a 'whoosh' and rushed towards the lake, and then the wings flew into the sky, and Malfoy's scream came from afar. .

Iger felt that it would be good to let Malfoy contact Buckbeak in advance, so that the kid would not do any tricks later.

After Buckbeak took Malfoy for a lap, he landed next to Iger with his wings open. Seeing Malfoy's appearance, it was obvious that the stimulation was broken.

Outside the crowd, Professor McGonagall hurried over: "I don't recommend that you bring creatures from the Forbidden Forest to Mr. Morrissey on campus."

Iger stuck out his tongue, looking innocent.

"So please bring it back to the Forbidden Forest quickly to avoid any problems." Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and looked at Iger, but after all, no points were deducted.

Iger nodded and took Buckbeak back to the Forbidden Forest. Hermione sullenly followed Iger's side and patted her chest: "Seeing that Professor McGonagall scared me to death, I thought she would deduct points from you."

"No." Iger whispered: "Looking at her, she is very happy that a freshman from her own college can tame the hippocampus. Professor McGonagall will not deduct points casually for such a face-lifting thing."

Iger grinned and said, "You may not see that Professor McGonagall is actually not as disciplined as you see it."

At night, on the long table in Gryffindor, Harry sat beside Iger a little disappointed: "It's a pity, why did Professor McGonagall go so early, Wood didn't let us leave the training ground, I still want to wait until the training is over. Take a ride."

"Look at Malfoy..." Ron angrily looked at the direction of the Slytherin long table: "I'm so proud of him, I can hear him show off all day, why didn't you tell us earlier, Iger."

Iger spread his hands: "There will be opportunities in the future. It's not too late. If you want to go to the Forbidden Forest, you just need to go with Shanghai Ge."

"Forget it." Harry shook his head: "We feel no different from dying when we go in."

"Hagrid may send us in a box at that time." Ron nodded in agreement.

……

At night, as soon as Iger returned to the tower, he was dragged out by the Weasley brothers who could not be idle. According to their words, Iger should learn some useful spells from Iger. At this time, they were in the third grade and had not learned anything yet.

Iger took them all the way to the Room of Requirement, and the twins were excited for a while.

"I remember this was a broom closet before?" Fred looked around. "Me and George came here when Filch chased us."

"This is the Room of Requirement, the most mysterious place in Hogwarts for thousands of years. Not only is there a venue for us to train, but there are also contraband that students have hidden here for thousands of years, even the professors don't know about it. Iger clapped his hands and pointed to a dummy with a wand in front of him: "Are we going to start now?"

"Have you figured out what to teach us?" George was a little excited.

"How about the disarming spell?" Iger smiled.

The twins looked at each other, rather bored: "Oh... Comeon..."

"Then what do you want to learn?" Iger looked at the two and asked.

"It's interesting."

"The effect is sensational."

Iger thought about it for a while, then slashed towards the dummy, the dummy split up and down immediately, and the entire section was as smooth as if it had been slashed by a knife.

"Cool..." The two said in unison.

"This spell is called Shenfeng Wuying." Iger looked at the two and said, "It's a black magic... So you have to promise me that you must think carefully before casting the spell."

The twins nodded and followed Iger to learn honestly.

I have to say, compared to those ordinary spells and white magic that are difficult to release, black magic is really easy to learn, easy to use, and powerful. This is why many wizards are addicted to black magic.

"Don't release it in school anyway, I have to tell you that this spell was invented by Snape." Iger looked at the two with a serious expression: "If he knows, he will never let it go. Yours."

"I knew that the old guy was particularly fond of dark magic." Fred nodded.

The two did not study for too long. Although the spell invented by Snape was very dangerous, it was surprisingly easy to learn. The twins were both good at Defense Against the Dark Arts, so they learned quickly. .

"It's the actual battle now, you two can think of me to attack together~www.wuxiahere.com~ Iger stood watching the two from a distance.

"You can't use fierce fire."

"You can't use the Unforgivable Curse either."

"You can't use Shenfeng Wuying either."

"Otherwise we will hang up."

The two of them sang and set the rules for Iger. Iger shrugged and didn't mind at all: "Yes."

Saying that, Iger took out his wand and pointed it at the two of them: "Let's start?"

The voice fell, and two red laser beams shot one meter in front of Iger, and then exploded as if blocked by something.

Iger pointed his wand at the two of them, his wrists trembled delicately, and several red lights shot towards them.

Iger carefully controlled the output of his magic power, keeping the magic spell as normal as possible to prevent any danger.

The twins waved their wands to resist Iger's spell with some difficulty, and the smiles on their faces gradually disappeared.

For the two of them, Iger's silent spellcasting and uninterrupted spellcasting speed, which were annoying, were like a nightmare.

Fred hurriedly avoided the curse shot by Iger, and smiled at Iger as if to show off.

"If I were you, I wouldn't be distracted in the battle." Iger put away his wand and looked at Fred with all his time.

When the voice fell, Fred instinctively felt something was wrong. Just as he was about to push George aside, two ropes suddenly came from behind to tie the two together.

"The one just now was not an offensive spell, but a transformation spell. It turns out that sometimes the transformation spell can have unexpected effects in battle, isn't it?" Iger looked at the two with a teasing smile. Hanging from the shed.

"This gap is really big, we are obviously the ones who are two years older..." The two looked at each other, and George looked at Fred with a laugh.