Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

"Tut tsk tsk..." Iger looked at the incomplete soul in his hand with emotion: "Where do we never meet in life...Mr. Tom?"

"Wait, Iger, listen to me...I've already fallen to this point...I'm dead..." A faint thought came out of Voldemort's hand: "I think we can have a good communication..."

"Amu~hiccup~" Iger swallowed the incomplete soul in his hand in one gulp, and hiccupped lightly.

Voldemort, dead...

"Does Iger like to devour souls?" Flossabina looked at Iger curiously and asked.

"Uh... no, no, it's just that this guy is my enemy..." Iger explained with a dry smile.

He was really afraid that he would say he liked it, and then hula a large group of devils overwhelmingly go to the human world to get his soul...

Then I would really be a sinner...

A large group of devils were chatting about something around Iger, and some even wanted to get married...

Of course, the doll they are talking about is probably at least one or two hundred years old...

But in the end, this group of people were all sent away by Froserbina, who was eager to protect her son. The reason was that Iger had just returned home and needed a good rest for two days...

Froserbina was very unhappy.

You missed my precious son right after he came back?

Want to fart?

After staying in the castle for three days in a row, the huge castle covers an area no smaller than that of Hogwarts, or even larger.

Iger also discovered that in fact, not all couples have the final say in the castle. In fact, most of the time, the group of succubus maids beside Froserbina make decisions.

For example, the night before yesterday, Iger habitually went to the kitchen before going to bed, wanting to get some snacks, and happened to meet a little succubus maid sitting on the steps of the corridor reading a book.

The little maid rushed forward at that time, asking around Iger, as attentive as a house elf...

In the end, Iger said that he would get some food by himself, and he didn't need others to deliver it. He still likes the feeling when he makes food...

Then the little maid brought a large group of succubi without saying a word, and transformed the next door to Iger's room into a kitchen...

Iger: "..."

it's great...

These maids are still very strong in life...

There are even some things that Mammon and his wife can't change their attention.

It's completely like: I don't want you to think, I want me to think such an attitude...

Every time I saw Iger, the little maids would be very eager, asking questions around Iger.

What do you want to eat, master?

Master, do you want to eat...me?

What does the young master want to play?

Master, do you want to play with... me?

There is quite a posture of not giving up until Iger gets Jill Bang...

For example, Iger watched a certain maid in black silk and whistled subconsciously...

Then the next day in the castle was all black silk...

Coupled with the natural good figure and charming attributes of the succubus family, Iger almost didn't go off the rails...

Another example is that Iger left a group of pets at home before going to the underworld. When he was bored, he went to the little maid and asked if there were any small animals in the house...

The maid lady took Iger directly as an apparition, and it was smoother than Iger...

The two then turn up in a giant dragon's lair in a crater...

Inside the dragon's lair is a black dragon lying on its nest. From a rough look, the black dragon is about 100 meters long...

It is about eight or nine times the size of the fire dragon in the human world...

Iger: "..."

Absolutely can't beat it!

Iger can defeat eight or nine fire dragons at the same time, but he will definitely not be able to defeat a fire dragon with the size of eight or nine fire dragons...

It's not a question of one plus one equals two, okay?

Looking at the giant black dragon in front of him tremblingly, Iger felt a little bit blind.

"Give your child to our young master, okay?" The little maid looked at the black dragon in front of her calmly.

Iger: "!!!"

Damn...

Girl, are you actually here to take me to death?

The black dragon's bright purple eyes glanced at the maid calmly, and finally settled on Iger, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes...

Have you really thought about it?

The corner of Iger's mouth twitched for a moment, and he couldn't help laughing dryly.

For a long time, the black dragon nodded slightly, slowly got up, grabbed a black dragon cub the size of a calf from the crater behind him, and gently pushed it in front of Iger.

"It agreed, master." The little maid turned her head and looked at Iger calmly.

I see it...

Iger feels so tired...

"Thank you..." Wei Wei bowed to the black dragon, and Iger thanked him sincerely.

After all, the other party gave him his own child...

"You're welcome..." The black dragon's mouth moved slightly, and a deep voice reached Iger's ears.

"Eh? Can talk?" Iger laughed dryly.

still talking...

"My name is Iger, Iger Morrisseys..."

"Aurora Jeter."

"It's really troublesome for you..." Iger said with a dry smile.

"It's okay." Aurora closed her eyes and stopped talking, signaling Iger and the two to leave...

On the other side, the little succubus maid had already grabbed the little black dragon's horns, put one hand on Iger's arm, and disappeared with Iger's snap...

"Well... If there is a next time... can we be more polite when we do something like this again?" Aiger looked at the little maid beside him, and asked with some embarrassment.

"I'm being polite..." The little maid looked at Iger slightly aggrieved.

Iger: "???"

Is there? Why did not I see?

"I asked it, give the child to you, young master, okay?" The little maid immediately explained with a serious face: "I asked her, okay? Look, I asked her opinion!"

Iger: "???"

Is that how you ask people for their opinions?

Is this plausible?

And what does this have to do with being polite?

Glancing at the black young dragon beside him who was eagerly looking at him, Iger had a headache: "How should I raise this thing?"

"Leave it to us!" The little maid vowed and patted the shameful pair on her chest...

Iger's eyelids twitched, it's because of you that I don't feel at ease...

Once upon a time, Iger always felt that he was the most inconspicuous person in the world...

Doing things depends on your preferences, you dare to think and do anything...

Iger didn't find out until now...

I'm still too naive...

"Is this the dragon clan from hell?"

Instead of worrying about what happened just now, Iger focused on the little dragon he had just brought back: "What kind of dragon is this?"

"Demon Dragon~" the little maid was very calm.

"It's that... um... the race that ranks second in hell?" Iger swallowed.

"That's right..." The little maid stretched out her hand and pulled out a large piece of unknown meat from the void, throwing it in front of the little black dragon: "Eat~"

Iger: "..."

"Master, you still don't understand hell." The little maid shook her head slightly: "In hell, you are the creator. Any adult devil can easily deal a devastating blow to other races. There are hundreds of people in hell."

"Is the gap between strength and weakness so big?" Iger was a little puzzled: "The black dragon just now... looks very strong..."

"Young master, when you are three hundred years old, killing it with one hand is enough." The little maid smiled.

Iger: "..."

Forget about the speed of my growth...it seems to be about the same?

The little maid leaned over her head, and put her delicate face in front of Iger: "Master, how old do you think I am this year?"

Iger pondered for two seconds: "Uh...35D?"

Little maid: "..."