Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

"I'm exactly one hundred and twenty years old this year."

The little maid selectively ignored Iger's words just now: "Our succubi have a very long lifespan, almost comparable to that of the demons, but in terms of the total amount of magic power, the strongest of our tribe is only about the same as yours. It is equivalent to the infancy stage of the devil clan."

"As for the succubi clan with a total population of less than 50,000, in the eyes of the devils, they are nothing more than 50,000 babies. This is an absolutely insurmountable moat for other races and devils in hell. Here, everything must be Only by following the will of the devils will there be room for our other races to survive." The little maid said humbly and softly.

"The evil ruling class..." Iger sighed with emotion: "Will you not resist?"

"Why should we resist?" The little maid chuckled lightly: "First of all, we can't beat the devils no matter what, even if all the creatures in this world add up..."

"Secondly, the devils are actually very good." The spade-like tail behind the little maid rubbed lightly on Iger's leg: "Although some of them are more naughty and evasive, they are actually kind-hearted. They never take the initiative to hurt others, so all the creatures here are willing to serve the devils."

"Okay, okay, I understand..." Iger hurriedly pulled off the little tail that was rubbing around on his legs, and casually conjured a chair and sat on it.

He can't stand upright...

Sitting on the chair, Iger breathed a sigh of relief: "Hasn't any devil done anything bad?"

"Of course!" The little maid hurriedly walked behind Iger, pinched his shoulders, and massaged him gently: "In the early years...the big devils who came to the human world to play were portrayed by humans as evil, The image of scheming, and then many younger devils can't get angry, and they start cheating human souls everywhere..."

"But I was educated by the big devils..." The little maid tilted her head and thought for a while.

Iger: "..."

"May I ask...who are they...?" Iger asked with a dry smile, pulling the corners of his mouth.

"It's Grandpa Beelzebub..." The little maid said with a smile, "Described by humans as a mound of dung, a fly..."

Iger: "..."

"There is also old Mr. Lucifer..." The little maid thought for a while and said, "It is described as a fallen angel..."

"Anyway, the older generation of devils have been vilified by humans..." The little maid pouted with displeasure.

"Then the younger generation of devils heard about it and went to the world to play with humans and deceive their souls..." The little maid said: "But they didn't slaughter them wantonly, at least they still have the bottom line..."

"Who are they..." Iger was a little curious.

"Mephisto, Belial, a group of people like your father..." The little maid said: "They tempt humans with various things, asking them to volunteer their souls. They think that as long as they give the devils The group of people who splash dirty water corrodes, seduces, and gets rid of them, and human beings will discover their own inferiority."

"And then?" Iger asked.

The little maid grinned, her teeth shining brightly: "Then the reputation of the devils has gotten even worse..."

Iger: "..."

"It is said that when Grandpa Beelzebub introduced himself, he told people that he came from hell and had to go through the world of the dead to reach the human world. He also invited people to go to hell after death, saying that the scenery in hell is so beautiful...so people think he put The disease and filth of the dead brought into the world, and tempted people to die...well...that's it..."

The corner of Iger's mouth twitched for a moment, I don't know why, these devils are really more innocent than imagined...

"It's unbelievable, right?" The little maid looked at Iger with a smile: "Devils who are obviously so strong are always troubled by various things?"

"Yeah... should I say it's pure or... hahaha..." Iger shrugged.

"Actually, I can probably understand it..." The little maid looked at Iger with a chuckle and said, "When you reach a certain level of strength, everyone will show kindness to you, and people surrounded by kindness must be very gentle!"

"You can see it quite clearly..." Iger looked at the little maid curiously.

"Of course..." The little maid said with a smile: "Our succubus clan has been taught by the elders since we were young, and we must serve the devils we will serve in the future with the cleanest mind, so that the devils will treat us kindly."

"It really broke through my cognition..." Iger smiled.

"We are the benchmark for the behavior of the devils!" The little maid said proudly: "The adults are not good at everything, for example, the devils do not have a clear view of good and evil, right and wrong, and often do things based on their own preferences. , This kind of time requires us to guide, in hell, behind every excellent devil is a group of successful succubi!"

Iger smacked his lips, why does this sound so awkward?

But it seems pretty cool?

The small hands gently massaging on the shoulders ran to Iger's chest at some point, rubbing gently, Iger's face turned red, and his body tensed unconsciously.

"Young master, would you like me to be the successful succubus behind you?" The little maid whispered in Iger's ear with warm words, and Iger's shameful Shi Geng...

"emmm~" Iger felt that his voice was a little out of tune.

Two villains, one black and one white, flew out of my mind, and the white villain slashed Iger's head with a knife.

'Be sober! You have a girlfriend! '

The little black man snorted softly: 'Think about your girlfriend, who is she? '

The little white man was taken aback for a moment: 'Yeah, who's here? '

The little black man: '? ? ? '

Why are you asking me?

Iger: "..."

so tormented...

Miss sister, if you want to fight, I will fight!

But can you move a little more neatly?

I can't get enough of this...

The black young dragon on the side watched their actions eagerly, and the little maid flicked her tail behind her, and the little black dragon was sent to nowhere...

"Little Master~" A pair of slender legs gently straddled Iger's lap, and the little maid looked at Iger with blurred eyes.

Amitabha.

The color of relics is the same as emptiness, the same as form, and form is emptiness and form...

Iger feels empty in his head now, from the point of view that emptiness is color, that is to say, Iger now...

full of color...

um...no problem...

"Ahem..."

A cough sounded, and the little maid suddenly jumped up from Iger's body and turned around tremblingly.

It was only then that Iger discovered that a tall maid appeared on the opposite side at some point, who was the one who told Chonghua to walk slowly that day...

"Suo Suo... Sister Sophia..." The little maid drooped her head like a lost little quail.

"I think it's too early for you to start now, Bella." Sophia looked at the little maid with a flat face: "If possible, I hope you can clean the young master's room well."

"Got it..." The little maid drooped her head in frustration, and disappeared with a snap.

"Huh..." Iger breathed a sigh of relief.

With some embarrassment, he glanced at the indifferent woman in front of him, and Iger laughed dryly: "That..."

"Master, if you want...then let Sophia help you..." Sophia stepped forward and knelt down, reaching out to untie Iger's belt...

Iger: "???"

Hastily reaching out to stop Sophia's movements, Iger smiled awkwardly, the Yujie in front of him almost made him lose control...

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no fear...