Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

Dear Harry:

I'm glad you can trust me so much.

That thing is the Mirror of Erised, which functions a bit like a Boggart.

But Boggart can make you see what you fear deepest in your heart.

The Mirror of Erised is what allows you to see what your heart desires most.

But the phantom is the phantom Harry after all.

The things that have been decided cannot be changed. I hope you will not be immersed in the beauty of nothingness.

I hope you can cherish the ones around you as much as I do.

I think, in my eyes, it may just be an ordinary mirror.

And I don't recommend you to continue the night tour (although you didn't tell me, but I just know.)

Dumbledore also doesn't want the Invisibility Cloak to be used by you to waste your time.

That's right, the invisibility cloak was given to you by him, and I don't think he wants you to go on like this.

——Iger Morrissey

Gently smoothing Hedwig's feathers, Iger smiled: "I'll take you back."

Saying that, Iger disappeared with a snap of Hedwig, and then appeared in Hogsmeade.

Hedwig seemed to be Apparating for the first time. She crouched dizzily on a wooden stake by the side of the road for a long time, and then spread her wings and flew to the castle.

The next moment, Iger appeared in his room again.

Iger thought that Fred and George’s proposal was a good one. Sending letters with owls was really slow. It would be bad if there was something he couldn’t catch up with. Thinking of this, Iger tilted his head and walked out of the room, knocking on the next door. door.

Hermione heard Iger's knock on the door in the room, and hurriedly put away a copy of "The Famous Wizard of Modern Times".

"What's the matter?" Hermione asked as she opened the door and looked at Iger.

Egra lifted Hermione's arm, took off her sleeve, took out her wand and pointed it at Hermione's left wrist: "It may be a little hot, but bear with it."

Hermione didn't know what Iger was doing, but she still didn't stop Iger's actions.

The tip of the wand in Iger's hand was slightly red, and a scorching energy flowed down Hermione's wrist along the tip of the wand, and then a heart of hearts appeared on Hermione's arm.

"What is this?" Hermione looked at the pattern on her arm in surprise.

"Summon my mark." Iger whispered: "Like the dark mark, I wanted to replace it with other items before, but considering that it would be bad if something went wrong, I decided to brand it on your arm, What? Don't you like the hearts pattern?"

Hermione looked at the hearts on her wrist, blushed, and shook her head gently, "I like it..."

Iger did the same, and left a heart on Elsa's wrist, and gave Kaka one by the way, which made Kaka so excited that he cried like a treasure.

The Grangers thought they were not wizards and didn't need this, so they rejected Iger's proposal, which disappointed Iger.

A whole Christmas was spent in the family laughing like this, and in a blink of an eye it was time to start school.

"Iger." Chris looked at the two who had packed up and motioned for Iger to come with him.

Iger followed Chris into the bedroom. Chris turned his head and looked at Iger carefully for a while: "It's been more than three years before I knew it."

"Happy time is always short." Iger smiled.

Chris nodded in agreement, and then looked at Iger with some unease: "Iger, I heard Elsa and Kaka say that there is some discrimination in the wizarding world, isn't it?"

Iger nodded: "I know what you are thinking, but I will protect Hermione."

Chris looked at Iger with some gratitude: "Actually, I never thought of this before. Fortunately, I have you, Iger."

The corners of Iger's mouth were slightly raised, and he nodded a little embarrassedly: "It's okay, I'm the school bully, no one dares to provoke me, and naturally no one dares to bully Hermione."

"Then I'm relieved." Chris pursed his lips and patted Iger's shoulder gently: "It looks like you and Hermione are going well?"

Iger's face suddenly turned red, and he looked at Chris expectantly. Chris was amused by his appearance, and lightly pressed Iger's shoulder: "Let's go quickly, don't be late."

Egger left the room as if escaping, and dragged Hermione's "pop" Apparition.

"What did my dad tell you?" Hermione looked at Iger curiously.

Iger looked shy: "He wants to marry you to me..."

Hermione's face suddenly became fiery, and the two walked towards the school with their heads sullen. There was heavy snow in the sky, and the two little figures were walking in the cold snow, but their faces were warm...

"You guys are back?" Ron looked at Iger excitedly: "Thanks to your letter, Harry might be about to lose his mind now."

"How is he?" Egger asked with a smile.

"Fortunately, we thought it showed the future. After reading your letter, Harry was really disappointed at the time, but he recovered quickly." Ron said, leading the two of them along the way. Back in Gryffindor Tower.

Hermione was a little puzzled and didn't know what was going on. When she heard that Harry had been walking around the school for two consecutive nights, she was very mixed, for fear that Filch had caught Harry.

Iger shook his head: "I sometimes wonder if you are wizards?"

"How?" Hermione looked at Iger.

"I would go out and hang out basically every night, sometimes to the kitchen, sometimes to the observatory with Fred and George to set off fireworks, and we could worry about anyone getting us, except Filch. Iger pouted: "To deal with him, you just need to send and forget, God, since I told Fred and George, Filch is about to become senile..."

Hermione took a deep breath and looked at Iger in horror: "How can you...? Iger you will be fired..."

"No, except Dumbledore, no one can stop my spell..." Iger grinned.

Hermione looked very angry, but Iger shook her little hand, and the little girl soon lost her mind...

Another few days passed, and Iger finally discussed the shape of the mark with the twins.

It's a pure black egg...

However, after Iger urged not to be so stupid, the twins designed a jack-pumpkin emoji and put it on the black egg, and they found that it unexpectedly matched well...

Iger felt that this looked like a sign of a dark wizard, but he still disapproved. The two filled Jack eggs with a pair of cute little white wings and a halo on God's head...

"I'm so stupid... Really..." After Iger had printed the marks for the two of them, he leaned back on the chair blank-eyed and muttered to himself.

"Don't you think it's too handsome?" Fred touched the mark on his wrist curiously: "The totem of the powerful Dandantang organization!"

"I don't think..." Iger looked at the marks on the arms of the two and pouted, with a look of disgust...

"Look at it, it's still very cute..." George said with a smile.

Not far away, Hermione was still trying to find clues about Nick Lemay. Iger now felt that compared to studying these second-hand behaviors with the twins, maybe it was not as interesting as Harry and the others to play puzzle games...

The door of the common room opened, and Harry rushed in wearing a Quidditch uniform. He glanced at Iger, went back to change his clothes in silence, and leaned over beside Ron and Hermione.

"Iger is heating the fire?" Harry looked at Iger in the soft chair by the fireplace.

"You look a little nervous?" Hermione asked, looking at Harry.

Harry whispered to the two of them: "The next game is Snape as the referee."

"Stop competing," Hermione said without hesitation.

"Just say you're sick." Ron suggested.

"Pretend to break your leg." Hermione thought about it.

"I still think it's more realistic to break..." Ron looked at Harry and persuaded.

"I can't do this..." Harry frowned. "There's no substitute Seeker in the team. If I quit, Gryffindor won't be able to play."

As soon as he finished speaking, Neville plunged headlong into the common room. Judging from the way he stumbled, he must have been cast on a leg-locking spell, and he probably jumped up all the way...

Iger turned his head to look, and helped him break the spell.

"What's going on?" Hermione walked over and helped Neville up.

"Malfoy..." Neville's voice trembled.

Iger immediately understood that as long as he wasn't there, that kid would do things...

"Go to Professor McGonagall." Hermione urged Neville: "Sue him!"

Neville shook his head in panic, muttering vaguely, "I don't want to cause trouble anymore..."

"You have to be brave, Neville!" said Ron, frowning. "He's always domineering, and we have no reason to let him."

"You don't have to tell me, I'm too timid, Malfoy has already told me this..." Neville's voice sounded a little choked.

"I thought you came to Gryffindor to find the bravery in your heart, Neville." Iger lay on the back of the chair and looked at Neville with a smile: "I believe you are a real Gryffindor. , The Sorting Hat must have seen a certain aspect of you, trust me."

Iger's words gave Neville a lot of peace of mind. Everyone knew that Iger was always reliable.

Harry thought for a while, then took out a chocolate frog and handed it to Neville, which Hermione gave him for Christmas, but he felt that Neville needed it more at this time.

"Iger is right, you're better than twelve Malfoys." Harry patted Neville on the shoulder: "The Sorting Hat put you in Gryffindor, didn't it? Where's Malfoy? Laitlin."

Neville took apart the Chocolate Frog, lips twitching feebly, and gave Harry a pale smile.

"Thank you, Harry... I want to go to bed." Neville said without hesitation: "Do you want to draw pictures? I remember you collect pictures..."

Immediately, he handed the Chocolate Frog Card in his hand to Harry. Harry looked at Neville's back, and then glanced down at the picture in his hand: "It's Dumbledore again, my first one is..."

Before he finished speaking, Harry looked at the back of the card in his hand and took a breath, then turned to look at Iger by the fireplace. Seeing that Iger was still arguing with the Weasley brothers, Harry quietly pulled Ron and Hermione away. To the side: "I found him."

"Nicole Lemay." Harry looked at the two: "I'll just say where I saw this name, I saw it on the train, listen to this - with partner Nicole Lemay Very effective in alchemy."

In the distance, there was a smile on the corner of Iger's mouth, and the handle of the wand in his hand slowly changed from the shape of the ear. This is a small skill of the transformation spell. You can use the wand instead of the ear to hear sounds in the distance.

"This skill is good!" Fred said with a smile: "I suddenly have a good idea."

"You can make an elongated ear to hear sounds in the distance." George nodded: "What's the name?"

"Retractable ears!" Fred said casually.

Iger looked at the two of them in surprise. Is this all right? Did you contribute to the research of the two Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes?

Iger shook his head helplessly. In the distance, Harry and the three were looking at a thick book and whispering, presumably it was confirmed that the trapdoor was a Philosopher's Stone.

Another night passed, and Iger could clearly feel the excitement of the Trio, but this emotion was quickly diverted by the Quidditch match that afternoon.

In fact, as long as it is not against Slytherin, Iger feels that the level of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw is really a lot worse than Gryffindor, although Slytherin can always win the Academy Cup, but Most of them rely on various fouls, and in terms of technicality, there is no level at all.

Even though Iger thought so, Harry was obviously still very nervous. He kept taking deep breaths. This was what Iger told him to decompress.

Saying goodbye to Harry, Iger had just returned to the stand after using the toilet when he found that the game was over...

Harry quickly caught the Golden Snitch in a short period of time with a well-deserved momentum of jingle bells.

Hufflepuff's Cedric rode on his broom with a blank expression on his face.

Iger: "???"

what's the situation?

What happened in less than five minutes?

He not only saw the end of the game, but also saw Ron, Neville and Malfoy rolling on the ground and fighting, Hermione screamed as Harry grabbed the Snitch, and saw Iger walk away. When he came over, he hugged Iger excitedly.

In the far field, Dumbledore patted Harry on the shoulder and said something.

At night, Iger came to the kitchen again, and when he arrived in the kitchen, he was warmly apprehended by the house elves. The little guys kept bringing all kinds of food to Iger's arms, hoping that Iger would like the taste he made.

The Gryffindor Tower was very lively tonight, especially when Iger brought the pile of food back to the common room, the whole atmosphere reached a climax, but the three of Harry still looked so nervous, I guess Something happened that made them more nervous about the Philosopher's Stone.

But Iger doesn't care, it's fake anyway, it's really been on his chest~www.wuxiahere.com~ under the eyes of a few people...

Every day when Iger and Harry took a shower in the bathroom, the ruby ​​necklace was dangling on his chest, and the two of them still didn't respond.

This made Iger feel a little dark, and he thought it was more interesting to watch jokes.

God knows what happened. For the next few days, the three of Harry kept sending Professor Quirrell warm, encouraging smiles for no apparent reason, and kept telling people around him to stop mocking Quirrell for stammering. In his eyes, his heart almost went crazy with laughter, and he thought Quirrell might also be in a state of confusion.

As the snow gradually diminished, the weather turned warmer. Hermione also gradually became restless. Iger thought it might be because the exam was still ten weeks away. For Hermione, it was already approaching the exam...

It seems like Hermione's thinking, the teachers have been leaving more and more homework recently. Iger bought an automatic answering quill in desperation. The fully automatic quill pen can basically answer not very special questions. Speaking of which, Newt helped Iger get it.

Obviously, the centenarian was also a restless master when he was in school...

Compared with Iger, who was still at ease, Harry and Ron were obviously much worse off. Seeing Hermione babbling and Iger playing without a stick, Harry had no choice but to stay with them honestly. In the library, the two sighed and yawned, desperately trying to finish their homework.

Harry and I tried to borrow the automatic quill from Iger several times, but Hermione stopped each time.

"I can't control you!" Hermione blushed and looked at Iger eagerly: "But I can't let you spoil them."

she said so...