Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

Soon, several figures appeared in the center of the auditorium. They were the weird sisters who were sitting at a table not far away. As soon as the band came on stage, the audience immediately burst into thunderous applause.

Their hair looked very thick, and they wore tattered beggar-like robes, and picked up their respective musical instruments.

"Could it be playing rock and roll?" Iger looked in the direction of the weird sisters with a strange expression.

"I think we should start leading the dance." Hermione whispered, holding Iger's hand with tender fingers.

Iger hurriedly stood up and followed Hermione into the brightly lit dance floor. He could see the Gryffindor students looking at him and waving.

With one hand on Hermione's waist, and the other lightly holding Hermione's little hand, Iger glanced around disdainfully: "They also seem to want to dance..."

"What?" Hermione looked confused.

"No...it's nothing..." Forget about the middle two, Iger hurriedly put his eyes on Hermione's face, and danced on the dance floor following Hermione's rhythm. After a while, many people walked into the dance floor. The Warrior Companions are no longer the object of attention.

Iger saw Neville and Luna, neither of them seemed to be very good at dancing. Their dance was not so much a ballroom dance, but rather a disco...

Under the ambiguous light, Iger also saw Harry secretly kissing Ginny, Fred and Angelina looked at each other, and You Mengyu avoided George's big feet dissatisfied.

All of a sudden, the entire auditorium was exceptionally harmonious.

On the teacher's seat in the distance, Aisha looked at Iger and Iger on the dance floor with a smile on her chin. When the harmonica blew the last trembling note and played the next song with a cheerful style, Aisha walked into the dance floor. , came to the two of them and began to dance happily with them - the ballroom dancing is over, and now we are starting to dance...

Two hours later, when the three of them were walking along the path wearing the heat from the ball, Hagrid was sitting on a remote stone chair with Madame Maxime not far away.

Just as she was thinking of going over to say hello, she saw Mrs. Maxim standing up suddenly and shouting loudly: "I'm just big-boned!"

Oh... shit!

Iger slapped him on the forehead, but Hagrid couldn't hold back after all, maybe because he was drinking,

In the end, he still told the things about his life experience...

"Hagrid is a half-blood giant?" Hermione turned her head and looked at Iger in surprise.

"That's weird, didn't I tell you?" Iger stared at Hermione for a moment.

Speaking of it, it seems that I haven't really said it...

"How do you know?" Hermione looked at Iger suspiciously.

"He told me not long after I met him when I was young." Iger shrugged: "What about the half-blood giant?"

Aisha touched the long horns on Iger's head with a smile: "It seems that there is nothing wrong..."

Iger: "..."

"Oh my God, you're here too..." Harry came out of the grass in a panic, followed by Ginny.

"Wow...emmm... The Room of Requirement can't satisfy you anymore?" Iger looked at the two with some disgust.

"No, no, we happened to come here while we were taking a walk, and Ron was there too." Harry quickly explained, and just as he was talking, Ron's figure emerged from the grass.

"Damn it, we also saw that Fleur. I don't know what we were doing in the grass with Davis, but fortunately they went deeper." Ron muttered, his words were full of envy and hatred smell.

The corner of Iger's mouth twitched, and the European and American girls really opened up...

Fortunately, I had no idea about Furong at the beginning, otherwise, wouldn't it be green out of the sky?

Isn't Veela very dedicated? Hybrids don't have this passive?

"Don't talk about that, did you hear what Hagrid just said?" Ron asked with a frown.

"Ah...probably." Iger picked out his ears absent-mindedly: "What a big deal... At most, it's just a breakup..."

"What's the big deal?" Ron stared at Iger with wide eyes: "If the outside world finds out, Hagrid will suffer a lot of criticism!"

"Don't worry, the outside world won't know..." Iger shrugged: "I will kill anyone who dares to talk nonsense!"

Iger emphasized it emphatically, reminding a certain beetle that was not peaceful. As expected, the voice fell, and a small beetle hurriedly flapped its wings and flew away.

"No, what I want to know is, what's the problem, the half-blood giant?" Harry looked at Ron suspiciously.

Several people walked towards the castle. Along the way, Ron told Harry about the cruelty of giants.

"People who know him think it's okay, because we know he's not dangerous." Ron explained: "But Harry, giants are very cruel. The world's prejudice against half-blood giants is like treating werewolves."

"I don't know who Maxim is trying to deceive." Harry muttered, "If Hagrid is a half-blood giant, then she must be too. She has a big frame...the only one with a bigger frame than her is a fire dragon..."

"I'm more concerned about his relationship. You know, if the two of them break up, it will be very difficult for Hagrid to find another female half-giant..." Iger leaned on the table: "You know, a half-giant is more difficult than a female half-giant." Giants are still rare..."

"Iger!" Hermione patted Iger on the shoulder angrily, signaling him to pay attention to his words.

"I think Mrs. Maxim should also have her difficulties. After all, being a woman and being a strong woman is not easy in the first place. If there are more troubles of these gossips, she should also be very painful." Aisha said with.

"I think so..." Iger nodded.

"But what should we do now?" Hermione looked at Iger worriedly, and she didn't want Hagrid's relationship to end without a problem.

"Prescribe...?" Iger raised his eyelids.

Hermione rolled her eyes and ignored him.

Fortunately, there was no bad news for Hagrid in the Daily Prophet the next day. It seems that Rita must have been frightened...

On the second day of Christmas, Iger took Aisha and Hermione to Hagrid's hut all the way. The first time he entered the house, Iger didn't go to greet Hagrid, who was in a daze by the bed, but just waved The hut was made magnificent, and a large circular sofa was created. There was a table in the middle of the sofa, and a small stove under the table.

Then Iger pulled the two girls from left to right and nestled on the big soft sofa, curled up his legs and looked at Hagrid eagerly: "Hagrid, let's have hot pot, seeing how you look now, you need comfort." .”

"Oh... I'll forget it..." Hagrid waved his hand: "You guys eat, I'll go out for a walk..."

"I have two bottles of ten-year-old brandy here, and several barrels of pirate rum..." Iger didn't stop Hagrid.

"Looking at you, you probably haven't eaten breakfast yet. In this case, I'll eat some with you." Hagrid sat down again muttering.

"Let me just say that breaking up a relationship is nothing to Hagrid." Iger shrugged and turned to look at the two girls who were covering their mouths and giggling.

"Oh... you all know?" Hagrid looked at Iger in surprise.

"Ah...that's right, I heard Maxim's yelling from a long distance last night..." As he spoke, Iger yelled: "I'm just a big skeleton!"

"Hmph, you have a big frame..." Hagrid snorted, grabbed the big bed angrily, and sat opposite Iger and the others.

"If I remember correctly, I should have told you, don't be so impatient." Iger raised his eyelids, and waved a few red-burning charcoals in the stove under the table. The charcoal was from Gryffindor From the fireplace in the tower, with a dazed-looking salamander.

Hagrid's voice suddenly turned into tears: "I thought...we've known each other for two years..."

"Are you married?" Iger was expressionless.

"What? Oh...Of course not..." Hagrid suddenly became embarrassed when he heard the words: "I mean, maybe it's still a little too early."

"That's right, and you don't have any relatives, why should they have a heart-to-heart relationship with you?" Iger sneered: "Naive."

"You can say whatever you want, well children, it's over, let's have hot pot." Hagrid said in a muffled voice.

Iger was expressionless: "There is still hope..."

"Really?" Hagrid's eyes lit up immediately, and then he coughed in embarrassment: "I mean cough...that kind of thing doesn't matter."

"Yeah, let's have hot pot first..." Hermione giggled.

Sure enough, letting Iger to enlighten Hagrid is the right choice...