Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

"Guess... which college she will be assigned to?"

At the school-opening dinner, Fred and George smiled and leaned next to Harry and the others.

Hermione shook her head, and her eyes fell on Umbridge who was sitting in Elsa's place angrily. That fat pink sweater looked disgusting like pig intestines to Hermione.

"I don't know..." Harry looked curiously at You Mengyu who was sitting on the triangular stool in front of him and was about to put on the sorting hat.

"Gryffindor, I guess." George said with a grin.

"Maybe it's Ravenclaw?" Fred looked ahead.

"She likes to eat so much, maybe she will get a Hufflepuff..." Ron muttered indifferently.

"Anyway, I don't think it's possible to be Slytherin..." Harry said softly: "The sorting hat will definitely see all her characteristics. Look at Youmengyu. She is smart, calm, and brave. Both, though with some Slytherin indifference…"

"What will happen in this situation? It's really complicated. When we were sorted, the Sorting Hat saw our red hair and stuffed us directly into Gryffindor..." Fred muttered softly.

"In this case, the Sorting Hat will judge according to your thoughts." Hermione took her eyes back from Umbridge, and landed on Youmengyu in front of her.

Harry nodded: "Yes, according to the routine of the Sorting Hat, it should be: emmm——difficult, very difficult, you are very good, why don't you go to Gryffindor? Their bravery matches you very well, Hufflepuff ? Yes, that’s right, that’s it, you are loyal to your friends and you will get along very well with them. Of course, you are very smart, which is also one of your strengths. Ravenclaw is also completely suitable... oh ~ Slytherin-style reserve and elegance, yes...then..."

"Azkaban!" Fred whispered, pinching his throat.

Several people couldn't hold back any of them, and burst out laughing. The laughter was very obvious in the auditorium...

Professor McGonagall swept over with stern eyes, and several people hurriedly silenced.

"Gryffindor!" The Sorting Hat screamed, and the long table of Gryffindor suddenly boiled. George cheered loudly and stepped on the table, throwing the pointed hat on his head high.

"Poor kid..." Ron squinted and moved to Harry's side: "That guy must have taken a fancy to her..."

Harry laughed twice, I can't answer your words...

You Mengyu sat on the long table in Gryffindor, and looked at them with a smile: "The Sorting Hat originally recommended me to go to Ravenclaw."

"What a coincidence, that's what it said to me back then." Hermione laughed.

"Yes, but I think I might not get along with those girls, so forget it." You Mengyu spread her hands.

Hermione chatted excitedly with You Mengyu as if she had found a confidant.

"Welcome our new students, and those who are not considered new students..." Dumbledore stood up cheerfully from his chair: "Welcome our old students—welcome you back! There is a lot of time for speeches, but not now. Pain Eat it as fast as you can!"

Umbridge looked at Dumbledore's figure with a smirk on his face, constantly thinking about something.

According to its plan, the ownership of the school should be taken from Dumbledore's hands bit by bit,

At that time, her future career should be smooth sailing if there are no accidents. Even after Fudge resigns in a few years, she can plan for the position of Minister of Magic...

As long as there are no accidents...

Just when she was planning with joy, there was a bang, and the door of the auditorium was kicked open...

Came back by accident...

Iger was carrying his staff and stood cheerfully at the gate of the auditorium, his gaze fell on Dumbledore on the teacher's bench.

"Damn it, there was a little accident when I came back, and I accidentally fell into hell. Fortunately, I met a tribe, otherwise I really don't know how I would come back. By the way, who broke the stone gate of the Department of Mysteries? Wait for me to kill him in two days..."

As he said that, Iger glanced at the stunned students around him: "What? You shouldn't have finished eating, right?"

"ah!!"

There was a scream, and in the distance, a tall figure rushed over and threw himself on Iger, Hermione hugged Iger with tears in her eyes, her arms were tightly strangled: "Why have you been here for so long? I'm going to be worried to death... They all said that you will never come back... Do you know how I have spent this month..."

"Oye!" The twins jumped onto the stools and cheered. The next second, deafening cheers rang out in the auditorium.

The cheers were loudest at the Gryffindor table.

Umbridge was stunned on the chair, as if someone had given him a sap, his head was buzzing.

Professor McGonagall covered her mouth and smiled cheerfully. She seemed very happy, and she was always worried when Iger disappeared.

Snape glanced at Iger blankly, then leaned back leisurely in the chair, as if he was relieved.

"Great!" Harry said excitedly.

Although he really wants to ask Iger what he has experienced in the underworld now, he also knows that this is not the best time.

"Great!" Ron grabbed the plate of ribs closest to him and piled them on his plate piece by piece: "To be honest, I always felt weird when Iger was not around. Once he came back , seems to feel a lot more at ease when eating."

"What an excellent student..." Dumbledore slapped his hands cheerfully: "He went to the world of the dead and came back from the world of the dead. Even Voldemort can't do it...well, even I can't do it..."

"This is the outstanding student of our school, what do you think, Dolores?" Dumbledore smiled at Umbridge with a sly look in his eyes.

"Very...very good..." Umbridge was about to grit his teeth...

"By the way... What did Iger just say? Who is he going to kill?" Professor McGonagall asked casually.

Umbridge: "..."

Damn... ruthless!

"What stone door?" Hagrid looked puzzled.

After the words fell, Umbridge trembled again.

"I'll be more careful...he still has people?" Snape said in a dark tone.

Umbridge felt that his thighs, which were always thick and full of security, were already too soft...

"Wait a minute..." Iger put down Hermione, glanced at the teacher's desk, and glanced at Umbridge casually: "Where's Aisha?"

"Fired by that stinky woman!" Hermione pointed at Umbridge viciously.

Umbridge: "!!!"

For a rare time, Hermione didn't feel a trace of embarrassment when she complained to Iger, but instead felt an inexplicable pleasure.

No wonder Iger is always trying to get a soft meal...

"When did the Ministry of Magic... have the right to interfere with Hogwarts?" Iger narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Umbridge on the teacher's bench: "Does Fudge think the Ministry of Magic has existed for too long?"

Umbridge's face turned blue and red, and she dragged her neck and shouted: "Please pay attention to your words, Mr. Morrisers, you are provoking the authority of the Ministry of Magic!"

Iger's eyes were extremely cold: "You guys came to provoke me first."

He was very angry. Voldemort's head was buzzing when he saw him. Who gave Fudge the courage?

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