Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

Iger grinned at Malfoy, who had been brainstormed by his own words: "Draco, your father used to be a Death Eater, you know?"

Malfoy shuddered suddenly and looked at Iger in horror, not knowing what he meant.

"Death Eaters... Voldemort's followers, admirers, in their values, support pure blood, Voldemort is supreme." Iger said softly: "But your father is very afraid now, he is afraid of Voldemort's return one day, you know why ?"

Seeing Malfoy's trembling look, Iger shook his head helplessly: "Don't think about it so much, that's why I hate you Slytherins. You always think complicated things with a simple sentence."

Only then did Malfoy calm down. Iger looked at him and continued: "Because of your mother Narcissa, because of you Draco, nothing is more important to him than family, and this is also his honor."

"Although I don't really agree with his prudent way of protecting himself, I have to say... For the weak, if your father can ensure the safety of you and your mother, he has done his best. Don't you want to protect your parents?" Iger smiled.

On the side Malfoy nodded quickly.

"Look..." Iger looked at Malfoy with a smile: "Isn't this glory?"

A few minutes later, Malfoy left in a daze. It seemed that Iger's words had given him a lot of shock.

Walking all the way on the campus, Malfoy wandered around alone, and the ingrained pure-blood theory in his mind gradually became blurred at some point.

Not far away, a freckled little boy was happily photographing the Hogwarts castle with his camera. Malfoy stared at the boy for a while, frowned a little hesitantly, and then stopped. took him.

"Hey... that..." Malfoy opened his mouth a little embarrassedly: "Creeve?"

Colin was photographing the old castle in the afternoon sun. Hearing the sound, he turned his head to look. Malfoy's figure came into view, and Colin couldn't help being a little nervous.

Slytherin and Gryffindor are enemies. This is the consensus in the school, and among the people who are the least friendly to Gryffindor, Malfoy is one of them, and Colin is nervous because he is a Muggle. A child from a family, and the other party is a pure-blood supporter, and there is no one around. Colin doesn't know what the other party's second-year student will do to his first-year student...

"What's the matter?" Colin looked at Malfoy timidly.

"What's that in your hand?" Malfoy raised his eyebrows: "Muggle camera?"

"Uh... yes..." Colin said dryly, "I'm going to take some pictures of the old castle and give it to Iger as a Christmas present..."

Malfoy looked at the camera in Colin's hand, looked around, and then lowered his head slightly and whispered, "How does that thing work?"

"What?" Colin looked at Malfoy with a dazed look, and immediately reacted to Malfoy's words. He immediately stepped forward and told Malfoy how to use the camera. Malfoy wrinkled his nose subconsciously and wanted to hide in disgust. Farther away, the words of Astoria and Iger could not help but come to mind, and the boy in front of him quietly stood there and told him how to use the camera.

There was no mudblood odor on the boy's body, only the smell of clean and fragrant saponins, and the fragrance of flowers near the forbidden forest. It seemed that the boy should have just returned from the direction of the forbidden forest.

Smells better than those two idiots Crabbe and Goyle... Malfoy wondered.

"Would you like to try it?" Colin said excitedly: "If the photos taken under normal conditions don't use the Visibility Potion, they won't move."

Malfoy was dazed and turned to the camera, then he was stunned: "What should I do?"

"Look closer and press the shutter." Colin said.

Malfoy took a closer look with some hesitation, and the castle in the distance appeared in front of him from the small grid of the camera, and then Malfoy gently pressed the shutter.

With a 'boom', a white light flashed, and the appearance of the ancient castle was frozen in front of him.

"Will there be a photo?" Malfoy looked at the camera in his hand in surprise.

"In this way, it will be engraved on the film inside, and then you can send the roll to the printing office to help with the photo development. I know that there is a photo development place in Diagon Alley. They have contracted the photo development work of several newspapers. It's a very friendly French Muggle couple. It is said that their son graduated from Beauxbatons two years ago and brought them to the UK to settle down and open the printing office..." Colin continued to talk, Mal Hearing his words, Fu felt a little curious.

A few minutes later, after saying goodbye to Colin, Malfoy continued to wander without hesitation. He suddenly didn't want to find Crabbe and Goyle, and it didn't make any sense to stay with those two big fools...

Next to the pumpkin patch of Hagrid's hut on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, Buckbeak was digging a mouse hole with his claws outstretched. Watching Malfoy approach from a distance, Buckbeak said hello with a grunt in his throat.

"Hey, big guy!" Malfoy touched Buckbeak's feathers, because there were several private contacts before, Malfoy and Buckbeak were already very familiar, so he didn't have to bow every time they met.

A gurgling sound came from Buckbeak's stomach, Buckbeak grunted unhappily, and Malfoy frowned slightly: "Are you hungry?"

Immediately he looked around, but couldn't find anything to feed Buckbeak, so Malfoy had no choice but to pat the door of Hagrid's hut.

"Which one? Iger?" The door opened, and Hagrid's tall figure appeared in front of Malfoy. Malfoy took two steps back in panic, but he didn't say anything.

Hagrid rubbed his eyes sleepily: "I'm sorry, I went to the Forbidden Forest last night and slept a bit late..."

Then Hagrid stared at the blond boy in front of him for a while: "Are you the one from the Malfoy family?"

"Draco..." Malfoy muttered hurriedly: "Draco Malfoy..."

"Oh, yes, what's the matter?" Hagrid looked at Malfoy with some doubts.

"Buckbeak... seems to be hungry..." Malfoy said dryly.

"Oh that stinky brat..." Hagrid muttered, and immediately took out a large bundle of **** beef nuggets from the room, causing Malfoy to take two steps back in panic.

"Since Iger bought beef for him two days ago two years ago, that stupid guy's mouth has been raised..." Hagrid said angrily: "Refined beef! That boy Iger is really willing to spend money! "

Saying ~www.wuxiahere.com~ Hagrid walked out of the house and threw the beef in front of Buckbeak. Buckbeak groaned in a low voice, sounding very happy, and then lowered his head and bit it.

Malfoy looked at Buckbeak and smiled, while Hagrid gave Malfoy a strange look: "It's strange, the children of Malfoy's family are here..."

Malfoy looked at Hagrid's **** hand and swallowed, then stepped back in horror: "Are you a half-blood giant?"

"Oh...that's it..." Hagrid spread his hands unnaturally.

Malfoy suddenly didn't know what to say, and then he thought about it and said, "I heard that giants have a high resistance to spells."

"That's natural, giants have thick skin." Hagrid was a little surprised, and he thought Malfoy would sarcastically say: "But I don't recommend you to observe giants up close. In fact, they are very dangerous, and most of them are violent. , likes to fight, God, they are almost extinct for killing each other..."

"Is that so?" Malfoy was stunned for a while, he had never been very familiar with this kind of thing.

"Of course, but a half-blooded giant like me is much better. Except for the larger physique, there is nothing much different from humans..." Hagrid said, his tone was full of emphasis...

Buckbeak tore off a piece of beef and swallowed two bites into his stomach.

Hagrid turned his head to look at Malfoy: "I'm glad you like it, it looks like you two get along pretty well?"

"Huh? Oh..." Malfoy nodded.

"Do you want to come in and sit? I'm about to make some afternoon tea..." Hagrid gently wiped his big **** hand on his apron.

"Oh... ok, thank you..."