Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

In the afternoon, there was a sense of anticipation and joy in the air, and even Snape's class was almost unattended.

But Snape doesn't care, as long as Harry is in the classroom, the others have none of my business?

It's a pity that get out of class ended half an hour earlier. When the bell rang early, a mighty crowd of students came out of each classroom.

What makes Iger feel proud is that the little wizards in the school are now wearing special cloaks provided by the company under the poisonous egg. Because of this competition, Iger specially told Remus to rush to equip the whole school with cloaks. It is complete and provided free of charge.

Before I knew it, Iger also had a well-equipped assembly line. The cloak was provided by Mrs. Malkin's shop, and then the wizards recruited by Remus went through layers of alchemy, and finally Remus applied a few core spells , an anti-magic cloak worth fifty Galleons is just out of the oven...

"It's a bit cold..." Hermione muttered, and the cloak on her body quickly wrapped Hermione, and then began to heat up.

"That's great..." Ron looked at the cloak on his body eagerly: "Fortunately, there is Iger, otherwise I don't think I can afford it..."

"It doesn't matter if you can afford it or not..." Harry tugged on the cloak on his body anxiously: "I have given the cloak personality according to Iger's method, why does it seem to strangle me?"

"Maybe I love you too much?" Fred in the front row turned around and laughed.

"Weasley, put your hat on straight." Professor McGonagall glanced over, then turned to the other side: "Miss Patil, please take that poor little flower demon off your head, she I'm about to freeze to death!"

Parvati frowned unhappily, and pulled down the little flower demon holding the butterfly headdress tightly.

"Thank you, if you don't mind the trouble, please take off that ridiculous headgear too." Professor McGonagall said in a cold voice.

"Do you want me to unscrew my head next?" Parvati muttered, angrily pulling off the butterfly hairpin on her head.

"Please follow me." Professor McGonagall said, "The first-year students are in front...don't be crowded..."

"Mr. Morrissey?" Professor McGonagall grabbed Iger who was keeping warm beside Hermione: "Please stand in front with me."

"Why?" Iger blinked.

"You are the referee..." Professor McGonagall pursed his lips: "And every school will show their own, Professor McGonagall shrugged a little excitedly, and laughed.

The corner of Iger's mouth twitched. Sure enough, even an older catwoman would have a heart for comparison...

The students filed down the steps and stood in line in front of the castle. It was a cold and crisp evening, and night was slowly falling.

In the distance, Emily was riding Buckbeak and looked curiously at the edge of the Forbidden Forest. In the small circle not far behind, Hagrid was casting an expansion spell on the pumpkins.

"That's great...Emily doesn't have to stand around here, I think they'll make us look like fools when they come." Ron muttered.

Harry grinned: "Look open, maybe they think so too."

After the words fell, the two suddenly laughed in a low voice.

"Huh? Where's You Mengyu?" Hermione turned her head and looked curiously.

"I went to play with Hagrid. She is not from our school, and she doesn't want to get in touch with her former classmates..." Fred pointed to the distance, where You Mengyu was squatting in Hagrid's yard, poking her tail Luo, a small head faintly popped out from behind the fence.

"She's so poor..." Hermione sighed sadly.

"I think she should join Hogwarts." George thought for a while. "It's not like there are no Asians in the school. Just look at Ravenclaw's Qiu Zhang. There are so many people chasing her."

"Maybe I can't get over that hurdle in my heart. I guess it will be fine after this year is over and people from their school leave." Harry looked in the direction of Youmengyu.

"How do you understand so well?" Ron's eyes suddenly became unfriendly.

"That feeling of loneliness..." Harry said dryly, "I can probably understand it."

"Tsk tsk..." Fred laughed: "Please note that Ginny has six older brothers..."

Harry: "..."

Damn, I'm so hard...

Ron looked at his watch. It might be the only valuable thing on his body. Since neither electronic watches nor quartz watches can be used in Hogwarts, students can only wear mechanical watches. This watch was given by Bill two years ago. Christmas present for him.

"It's almost six o'clock, how do you think they will come? By train?" Ron looked at Harry.

"Should...no?" Harry thought for a while, shouldn't he be picked up at Hogsmeade by train?

"Could it be a broomstick?" Harry thought for a while, "Maybe it's flying over like Kunlun Hall did last year?"

"Who knows, maybe they can Apparate underage?" Ron shrugged.

"Hogwarts! No! Apparation!" Hermione gritted her teeth and whispered, "How many times do you want me to say it?"

"But Iger..." Harry opened his mouth.

"He's a devil! Not a human!" Hermione choked.

deideidei, dei you said!

Nima's...

The two of them didn't make any noise anymore, since Iger wasn't here, no one dared to provoke Hermione.

The sky gradually darkened, and Iger stood beside Professor McGonagall uncomfortably, then looked at Professor McGonagall anxiously: "I don't think we should compare, Professor..."

"Did I ever say that I want to compare?" Professor McGonagall was expressionless and calm.

Iger (shocked face) turned to look at Professor McGonagall, you forgot what you just said so soon?

Aisha on the side covered her mouth and laughed softly. Snape's mouth curled up, and he snorted indiscernibly.

The professors know about other schools, such as Durmstrang, who has a world-class star among their students, and Beauxbaton, who has a super beautiful woman, no matter whether she is good or not, at least she is beautiful. , a group of teachers in Kunlun Hall don't know it yet, but it shouldn't be bad.

Dumbledore turned his head and looked at Iger behind him, what is this at home?

Forget it, what has Iger done in the past few years?

First year kills Quirrell...

During the holidays, I masturbated a werewolf's brain...

In the second year, I caught a basilisk and encouraged the students to eat it before the holiday...

Then during the holidays, a group of black wizards were burned to capture Voldemort, and they almost demolished the Kunlun Hall half a world away...

In the third year, it was quite stable, but it started to change the business route again, and the magic world that was smashed by gold was almost inflated...

Then, when I was idle and bored during the holidays, I let go of the first generation of the Dark Lord...

This is a terrorist, right?

Before Dumbledore could think too deeply, the sound of wings beating in the distance immediately attracted his attention.

"Ah... If I'm not mistaken, Beauxbaton's representative has arrived." Dumbledore's voice sounded leisurely.

"Where is it?" The students suddenly looked around, looking in different directions.

"There..." Iger pointed his staff far away, pointing to the sky above the Forbidden Forest.

Dumbledore: "..."

Pointing out the direction is a good thing... But why does it feel that Iger is not carrying a staff, but a stick?

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