Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

You Mengyu thought for a while: "Do you know zombies?"

Harry shook his head blankly: "What is that? A relative of Inferi?"

"It's not the same as England, which is a little bigger than a palm. China has a huge territory, and there are various special terrains. Therefore, there is also Fengshui in our wizarding world." You Mengyu said flatly: "But in the past When ordinary people don't know much about feng shui, they will bury the dead in places that are not suitable for burial. These places have concentrated yin energy, which will cause corpse transformation, which is what we often call zombies."

"It sounds...somewhat similar to the legends of Infernal corpses and female ghosts." Harry blinked his eyes: "I heard that these dark magic creatures are all spawned by things like resentment."

"You're right." You Mengyu nodded: "In the deep mountains and old forests of China, zombies are very common, and some ancient zombies are very scary, with infinite strength and quick movement, which is also the requirement of our Kunlun Hall. The reason why students must practice martial arts is that the magic resistance of that thing is very high. The best way is to use mahogany sword or talisman paper to fight against it, but these are melee abilities. Without a certain foundation, they will be killed by zombies ..."

Harry suddenly realized, and then scratched the back of his head: "Then why don't we in the UK?"

Iger immediately sneered: "Fengshui is still taught in a place with a bigger slap? Even if you are given a place of nine shades, you have to have so much turbidity entering it. How many people are there in the whole of Britain..."

Harry looked at Iger blankly, why didn't he understand?

"There is nothing wrong with what Iger said." You Mengyu nodded: "The birth of zombies must have certain negative effects from humans or nature, which can be understood as turbidity, yin or other things , but if one of the population and terrain requirements are not met, that kind of strange existence will not be able to gather, and naturally zombies will not be born. Even if you look at the world, the place with the most zombies is East Asia. , rarely seen in other regions."

"In short, there are few people and less land, and zombies are unwilling to come..." Iger muttered softly.

Harry: "..."

...

After the start of the fourth grade, not only the Defense Against the Dark Arts class had an impact on the students, but Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class was also indispensable.

Chairs are basically banned in the transformation class in the school now. Professor McGonagall strongly supports students to be self-sufficient and transform themselves. If you can’t do it, then you should just stand...

"You are entering an important period in magic education!" Professor McGonagall looked at the students below sternly.

"That's what she said last year..." Ron murmured to Harry.

"Your .L. exams are approaching..."

"But we won't be able to participate until we are in the fifth grade." The iron-headed baby Di'an immediately retorted.

"Maybe so, Mr. Thomas...but believe me, we need to be fully prepared! In this class, only Miss Granger and Miss Youmengyu from Kunlun Hall can turn a hedgehog into a terrific hedgehog. Satisfied pad. Thomas, I should warn you that your pad still trembles with fear when someone approaches it with a needle."

Hermione subconsciously wanted to raise her chin proudly, but then held back and tried her best to put on a look that was nothing more than that.

"So Iger can't do it?" Dean suddenly felt that it was nothing if he couldn't do it.

"Yeah, I'm sorry that Mr. Morrissey's hedgehog got lost in his stomach." Professor McGonagall pursed his lips angrily, and gave Iger a hard look.

Dean: "..."

Iger: "..."

There was a burst of laughter from below, and Iger felt that Professor McGonagall would never provide himself with the animals needed for transfiguration...

In the beginning, Professor McGonagall provided Iger with some small rabbits, salamanders, etc. in private, but Iger regrettably told them that they accidentally raised them to death, or were eaten by cats (Crookshanks: meow meow? ).

Although Professor McGonagall was angry but also felt helpless, he could only teach a few simple words, but the students still needed support for their hard work in practicing Transfiguration, not to mention that most of the small animals were farmed and were not worth much.

Until one night when Professor McGonagall went to the kitchen for supper, he met the elves who were skinning the hedgehog...

This is so embarrassing...

She still remembered the little elf named Sia, holding a bloody hedgehog in her hand and looking at herself respectfully: Professor McGonagall, do you want to eat together? Master Iger is happy to share with others...

Go to Nima's sharing!

The older cat girl almost suffered from insufficient blood supply to the brain...

Of course, not all teachers are so reliable, such as Professor Trelawney.

She gave high marks to Harry and Ron's made-up homework.

For example, Harry said that his most cherished existence would be hurt, or Ron wrote in his homework that he would drown...

This made Professor Trelawney loudly praise their homework in the class, and also praised them for being brave enough to face the facts that were about to happen.

Iger thinks it's ridiculous...

It's not that Iger thinks Professor Trelawney is absurd, but that he thinks the students' predictions are absurd.

Having been in the magic world for a long time, Iger has developed a good habit of never talking nonsense.

He had carefully observed that it wasn't that the students didn't have the talent for prophecy, but that all wizards had the talent for prophecy, but they couldn't notice it.

This also caused Iger to never dare to set up some messy things other than bragging.

As for Trelawney, she probably belongs to the kind of prophet who can vaguely see some shadows, but unfortunately, this prophet loves to find a sense of presence for herself, and it always makes people think that she is bragging.

The one that is as unreliable as the prophecy class is probably the history of magic taught by Professor Binns. Iger always feels that the students and Professor Binns are not from the same world...

Okay, everyone is indeed not in the same world, one side is the dead and the other is the living.

But in class, Iger felt that the students were more like dead people...

Then there was Snape, who openly hinted in class that he would poison one of them before Christmas to see if their antidote worked.

Poor Neville turned pale with fright, and Harry hurried to reassure him not to worry.

Iger also stepped forward to comfort Neville enthusiastically: "Don't worry, Snape just wanted to give Harry a little love potion..."

Then Harry's face turned pale with fright. In contrast, Neville's face looked much better. Iger felt that it was all because of his comfort.

Neville was comforted, but Harry was too scared to eat for several days.

Fortunately, soon, one thing diverted Harry's attention.

Before dinner that day, when the students came to the foyer, they found a group of people bustling around a large notice erected under the marble stairs. On the top of the notice were several large characters:

'The Big Four Tournament

Representatives from Beauxbatons, Durmstrang and Kunlun Church will arrive at 6pm on Friday 30th October. Afternoon classes will end half an hour early--'

"Great!" Harry shouted excitedly, "That afternoon was Potions class."

"I don't care... class or something..." Iger muttered softly, it was just class, and he would skip it if he wanted to.

'At that time, please send your schoolbags and textbooks back to the dormitory, gather in front of the castle, meet our guests, and then attend the welcome banquet. '

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