Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

Early the next morning, when Iger saw Filch from afar, he felt that Filch looked a lot more sluggish, and he was no longer looking at the students around him with jealousy and resentment as usual. Well, it seems that what happened last night scared him.

But Iger didn't care about these things either, and now there is a more important matter before Iger.

Mrs. Granger wrote to say that Anastasia should go to the hospital to get the measles vaccine. When Iger told Snape the news, Snape stared at Iger for a long time, didn't speak, just stared like that. w...

"You don't have class today, right?" After a long time, Snape spoke slowly and reluctantly, feeling a little depressed.

"Uh... The hospital suggested that parents take their children there." Iger looked at Snape dryly: "How about... I'll give the students a substitute for you?"

"You substitute?" Snape's eyes twitched for a moment: "Teach them to make hot pot?"

"Haha..." Iger rolled his eyes and looked at Snape: "I'll take a look for you."

After a while, in a private hospital in London, the Grangers were chatting with the doctors, who seemed to be their old acquaintances.

Iger teased with his little goddaughter in his arms, the little guy in his arms giggled, while Leah looked at Anastasia's little face full of motherly love.

"Are you here to vaccinate this child?" A female doctor looked at the little doll in Iger's arms with a smile.

"Yes, Anastasia Snape." Iger slowly handed the goddaughter to the female doctor's arms.

"You are really sensible, is this your sister?" The female doctor gave Iger a curious look.

"No, she's my goddaughter, she's Snape..." Iger smacked his lips and tilted his head: "I'm... Snake!"

"Wow...that's disgusting..." A little nurse on the side looked at Iger and covered her mouth and giggled.

"Don't make trouble..." Mrs. Granger hugged Iger's shoulders, dumbfounded, "This is my adopted son, Egger Morriss."

"Poison eggs?" The little nurse was stunned: "It seems... Or does Snake sound better?"

Iger silently looked at Mrs. Granger beside him, you might as well not say anything...

It didn't take long to get vaccinated. Although Iger had never seen children in the wizarding world get vaccinated, Snape seemed to be less receptive to Muggle things.

At noon, at the Granger's house, Iger put down his job and burped, subconsciously about to Apparate, and was stopped by Mrs. Granger.

"Winter is coming soon. I knitted two sweaters for you and Hermione." Mrs. Granger smiled and took out two sweaters, one black and one white. The black one looked bigger.

Egger looked at the sweater. Below the black collar was a line of delicate small characters, with the name of Egger Morriss inscribed on it. The name was embroidered with thin golden thread, and it looked very delicate.

"Thank you, Aunt Jane." Iger smiled and put the sweater into his arms, said goodbye to the two, and disappeared into the room with a 'pop'.

After a while, Iger gave the sweater to Hermione.

"Couple outfit~" Iger looked at Hermione cheerfully, then changed into a sweater, Hermione blushed, and returned to the room to change into a sweater, which made Angelina joking for a long time.

"This sweater is so beautiful..." Ron looked at the sweater on Iger eagerly: "It's not like my mother knitted it, it looks so ugly."

"Mom always thought that Ronnie would like her craftsmanship..." Fred said strangely.

"God, my mother is going to be sad again, I will definitely tell her how Ronnie started to dislike her mother's craftsmanship..." George laughed.

"That's enough..." Ron whispered as he leaned over to Iger: "Since they added that seventy point, they've been writing letters home every three days, telling my mom how good they are, better than Percy. exaggerate…"

"Be considerate, after all, it is very likely that it is the only seventy percent in life." Harry muttered softly, while Egger leaned back and forth with a smile.

With a 'click' sound, a burst of white light flickered, Harry looked to the side angrily: "Colin, don't shoot, Iger has always had a bad temper..."

"Who said that, I have a good temper..." Iger grinned and compared Colin with scissors, and another flash of white light flashed, Iger looked at Colin cheerfully: "You and Ginny's Harry How's the preparation for the Potter Adorers Club?"

"Iger!" Harry pushed Iger away with embarrassment on his face. It was the first time I felt that Iger was so annoying...

Not far away, Colin was still looking at Harry excitedly, and he seemed to want to come over and chat with them. According to Wood, he always thought that Colin was a spy for the Slytherin Quidditch team. Because every time they train Colin they shoot around with the camera...

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Soon, another week passed. On the first weekend after Halloween, the school hall was bustling. A long table appeared in the center of the hall. Iger stood on the table and looked around happily.

"They're all closer..." Iger looked around cheerfully: "It seems that there are really a lot of people today... Basically, all the colleges and grades are here, right?"

"It's all here!" Fred and George shouted in unison in the audience. There was a big mess around. Basically, students of all grades arrived. After all, except for the sixth graders, other grades liked Iger's. Defense Against the Dark Arts class...

"That's right, because a young lady in class asked me about the defensive measures when facing the dark wizard and the training method on how to cultivate practical experience, so I applied to Professor Dumbledore... well, I did not No application..." Iger muttered in a low voice, and there was laughter from below, and Iger grinned: "I plan to open such a dueling club and use everyone's spare time. Of course, whether you want to train is entirely up to everyone."

Iger pressed down with both hands to signal the students to be quiet, and then gestured towards the other side of the long platform: "For a better demonstration, I invited Professor Snape to be our instructor and assistant!"

Under the stands, Harry groaned feebly, he suddenly didn't want to participate...

Snape's face was also ugly. As for Iger's invitation, he actually refused in his heart, not so much a rejection, but a very strong resistance...

However, Iger made a condition that he could not refuse - all the spells from Anastasia in the future will be taught by Iger...

I have to say that this is a very tempting condition. Snape has basically taught all the spells that Snape can now to Iger, and even many Igers can stumble and master spell casting without a stick. Snape does not I feel that when my daughter grows up, I will still have as much energy as I have now, not to mention that I am not even sure where Iger will grow when Anna grows up, but I will definitely be much stronger than myself. This is predictable and can give my daughter. Finding a reliable defense teacher is undoubtedly a very good deal...

Snape felt like the mothers in the Muggle world who slept with the principal for the sake of their children's schooling.

But Snape doesn't want those at all now~www.wuxiahere.com~ He's panicking now...

Snape looked at Iger's cheerful expression not far away, and kept hypnotizing himself: I'm a troll, I'm a troll...

Who would fight this monster if it wasn't a troll?

Fortunately, the two of them had an agreement that Iger could not release too much magic power. Iger also patted Snape's chest and promised: I will do my work, you can rest assured.

I let Nima's heart go! Snape suddenly regretted it a little. Iger's momentum of the end of all curses was still imprinted in his mind...

After Iger finished speaking, the two turned around and bowed face to face. Snape nodded stiffly rather than bowing, and then the wands in their hands were raised to their chests like sharp swords.

After the beginning of a standard duel, Iger held his wand and looked at Snape intently: "As you can see, when we face the enemy, the most important thing is... don't take your eyes off you Of course, if you have more than one enemy, then it's another matter."

"When I count to three, we will cast spells at the same time..." Iger said softly, "Three!"

Immediately, Iger and Snape's arms swayed for a moment, and two red lights shot together. With a 'bang' sound, the two spells disappeared into the air.

The students around were stunned. Is this how many you count to three?

"This is also a very important thing in the battle. Don't believe the enemy's nonsense, otherwise you may lie on the ground covered in pustules..." Iger grinned, his hands kept moving, and red lights turned towards Snape. Lasing away, Snape waved his wand to block all the spells one by one: "Surprise, this is the most important thing, no matter when, even if the enemy is talking."