Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

In the tent on the edge of the field, several warriors appeared here again.

"You all did a good job!" Bagman said happily, as if he had just successfully passed the level: "Okay, then I have a few words to say, first of all, the second project will be held on the second day of next year. Beginning at 9:30 am on the twenty-fourth of the month, you can rest for a long time until then-but we will leave some problems for you to consider! Look down at the golden eggs in your hands, and you will find that they can be opened ...see the seam? You must unravel the clues provided in the golden egg - that will tell you what the second item is, and you can prepare yourself!"

"Okay, is there any problem?" Iger shrugged: "Then let's go."

"It's so cold..." Bagman looked at Iger awkwardly and left with Hermione's shoulders.

"Clue? What clue?" Hermione fiddled with the golden egg curiously.

"Open it and you'll know." Iger raised his chin, Hermione looked at the golden egg in his hand and thought for a while, then gently unscrewed the golden egg.

The next second, a piercing and shrill scream pierced the quiet air by the lake, and Hermione hurriedly closed the golden egg again.

"What is that?" The little girl stared at the golden egg in her hand and asked in shock.

"It sounds like Crookshanks' security team has been trampled on their tails... and it's also mixed with the chorus of female ghost G tide..." Iger grinned: "Shall I tell you the clues?"

"No, I think it's better to rely on myself." Hermione raised her chin proudly.

"As long as you're happy..." Iger shrugged. He didn't think this kind of problem was an obstacle to Hermione. Judging from the frequency of Hermione's flipping through the book, it took more than a week to find clues at most, and the next project was at least a week away. It will take two or three months.

The Grangers stayed at Hogwarts and had dinner with them, and then left under Aisha's leadership. Before leaving, Mrs. Granger kept telling Iger to protect Hermione, and then The couple stared at them for a long time with that extremely ambiguous gaze before leaving reluctantly.

"Oh...they must be worried about me." Hermione muttered in frustration.

After the words fell, Iger heard Mrs. Granger's devilish laughter in the corridor: "Is their love very young? It's just like us at the beginning... clack clack clack clack~"

Iger: "..."

Hermione: "..."

When the two returned to the Gryffindor lounge again,

Cheers and noise broke out again in the room. The lively scene was exactly the same as when Hermione was selected a month ago. The long table in the lounge was filled with all kinds of pastries and delicacies, as well as pots of pumpkins. , butterbeer, and barrels of mead.

Small fireworks were flying everywhere in the lounge, and sparks kept flickering in the air.

Hermione sighed helplessly: "They can really make trouble..."

"Yeah, since this is the case, let's go back to the dormitory and ignore them. I don't like parties very much..." Iger's mouth curled up.

"Forget it, it's rare that they have prepared so much...I mean..." Hermione blushed and explained dryly.

Iger looked at the little girl's embarrassed look and laughed.

Reluctant Granger?

Beside the long table, Harry and Ron were wolfing down their food. When they saw the two of them entering the room, they quickly surrounded them, staring at the golden egg in Hermione's hand with burning eyes: "Hermione, open it quickly, let's see what is inside. What!"

"It was a very shrill scream..." Iger smiled: "Have you ever been to the ghosts' death day party? It sounds similar to the music played by ghost musicians..."

"So your next level... is the dead?" Ron muttered suspiciously, "Inferi?"

"Maybe it's a female ghost..." Seamus turned pale. He was most afraid of female ghosts.

"Open it and listen to it!" Fred snatched the golden egg and pried it open, and then the horrible and piercing scream rang out again, and Emily was so frightened that the tomato she just picked up They all fell off, and the red tomato juice hit the salamander all over the face.

"You, a blood race, will be scared..." You Mengyu turned her head and glanced at Emily expressionlessly, then reached out to wipe the tomato juice splashed on her robe.

"Maybe it's the Cruciatus Curse..." Neville's face turned pale, as if he had thought of something bad.

"Come on, with Iger here, who would dare to cast the Cruciatus Curse on Hermione...and it was illegal at that time..." George waved his hand nonchalantly: "I think the voice looks a bit like Percy singing, maybe you want to sing under him Go sneak up on him in the shower, Hermione."

"I'll talk about those things later, I'm going to starve to death..." Iger quickly ran to the table and got himself a large plate of grilled snails.

"Will you have a biscuit?" Fred handed Iger a biscuit viciously.

"Thank you, but I don't like sweets." Iger shrugged: "And the magic spell on the biscuits is about to overflow..."

"God, I knew he'd see." George laughed.

At the same time, clusters of feathers grew out of Neville's body not far away, looking like a fat and huge canary.

"Canary biscuits, seven silver Sickles a piece!" Fred yelled loudly, the words fell, and the twins were once again drowned by the crowd.

A party lasted until one o'clock in the morning, but around ten o'clock, Iger and Iger returned to the dormitory.

Stretching out his hand to play with the golden egg, the corner of Iger's mouth curled up: "Shall we take a bath together?"

"Come on, are you going to the ladies' room with me?" Hermione giggled.

"If you don't mind, I think I should be able to sacrifice..." Iger lowered his head in thought.

"Wonderful idea..." Hermione laughed loudly, and then looked at Iger with some doubts: "Why do you suddenly want...to take a bath together?"

Hermione looked at Iger with a blushing face.

Iger didn't speak, and threw the golden egg casually, and the golden egg flew up from Iger's hand, circling in the mid-air of the room.

The slender finger swipe far away at the golden egg, and there are bursts of water waves flying around the golden egg. The water waves surround the golden egg and form a huge water ball in mid-air.

"Let's take a bath together, my dear?" Looking at Hermione with a smile, Iger didn't wait for Hermione to refuse, he took off his clothes and stepped into the water polo with his tail flicking.

The long black hair rippled slightly in the water and spread out gently. Iger reached out and touched the golden egg lightly, and the golden egg opened with a click.

Helplessly looking at Iger in the water, Iger was as annoying as an evil spoiler dog, thinking this way, Hermione took off her clothes angrily and stepped into the water polo.

In the quiet room, a huge water polo floated in the center of the room. Iger's body was covered with fine black scales. He quietly looked at the shy Hermione in front of him. There were bursts of ethereal singing in the water polo...

'Find us where our voices sound...

We cannot sing on the ground...

When you search, think carefully...

We stole your most beloved baby...

You only have one hour...

To find and recover what we took...

After an hour there is no hope...

It's gone forever, never to be seen...'