Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

Fortunately, someone solved the problem of several people. Lin Haoqiu stopped Iger and Mang Shan's profligate behavior in time, and brought Iger all the way to the principal's office.

At this time, the four teachers had already left, and none of the four wanted to see Iger at this time.

Don't ask why, worry about it!

"Good young man, let Mang Shan out..." Mr. Jiang leaned on the rocking chair and laughed, shaking his head helplessly.

"It's too pitiful to lie in the ground every day. I'm kind-hearted and don't want to see others suffer..." Iger grinned, unaware of how stupid he was.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this..." The old man waved his hand, not intending to tangle with him on this issue: "In fact, I asked you to come, I have something to ask of you."

Iger suddenly laughed a little awkwardly: "If you have anything to say, you can just say it, please ask..."

"Slippery!" Jiang Kun looked at Iger and laughed hehehe, and pointed at Iger helplessly: "Young students, what do you think, how about the students from our school going to Hogwarts to study?"

"No problem." Iger spread his hands.

Anyway, I am not a teacher, so what does it have to do with me?

It's just that Snape hates more people, Professor McGonagall has more work, and there will be more hot pot ingredients in the future, and the other things don't seem to be much different...

"What's on your mind?" Jiang Kun looked at Iger cheerfully.

"From the bottom of my heart!" Iger nodded swearingly.

For Iger, it is a good thing that Hogwarts is more lively.

Even Iger is still worried about whether the Triwizard Tournament will be canceled because of his appearance...

After all, if he were the headmaster of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, he would only participate in the Triwizard Tournament, which is a sure-to-lose game, unless his head was kicked by Buckbeak.

"But you have to tell me how many people will be there and how long it will take to learn if you go, so that I can inform you of preparations." Iger grinned.

"There won't be many people, about twenty or thirty people." The old man waved his hand: "In this case, one month after the start of school, we will set off after the selection of students, and the younger students must not leave behind me, a checkmate." people's face.

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"Look at what you said, how can you..." Iger smiled dryly and waved his hands: "I have nothing to lose, this kind of thing is not harmful to me."

How dare I lose your face? In case you get upset again, if you kick your legs, I will become a sinner...

It is auspicious for an old man who lives for more than two hundred years purely by his vitality.

"You agree, can Albus agree?" Jiang Kun looked at Iger curiously.

"The castle is mine. I can enter whoever I want, and I can enter whichever room I want them to enter. Unless they move out and go to another place to go to school, otherwise as long as I am still alive, there will be no problem!" Iger laughed happily He patted his chest to assure.

"Good young man!" Mr. Jiang laughed haha, and waved his hand to signal Iger to leave.

...

"Chinese witchcraft has been passed down for a long time. Since the time of the Yellow Emperor 5,000 years ago, most of the guarding techniques among the people have been used to destroy evil and suppress them. In addition, the culture of surrounding countries has been passed on for thousands of years, so that China's guarding techniques gradually tend to be Full." Yao Minqi stood in front of a blackboard with a flat face and explained, and the course was changed from practical to theoretical.

"The art of guarding is different from Defense Against the Dark Arts only in the application of spells. The art of guarding requires proficiency in various aspects, such as the use of refining items, the understanding of the art of Qihuang, and the way of Shennong. Proficiency, and proficiency in the way of controlling the sword, these abilities are indispensable, and you must achieve excellent results in each of them in order to become a qualified guard."

"Do you know how many guards there are among the hundreds of thousands of wizards in China?" Yao Minqi looked at Iger and asked slightly uncomfortably.

"Five thousand?" Iger tentatively reported the number.

Yao Minqi shook her head: "Only five hundred..."

"Five hundred?" Iger blinked.

If I remember correctly, there are more than 300 Aurors in the Auror office, right?

"Yes, five hundred." Yao Minqi nodded: "The selection of the Bafang guards is extremely strict. I heard that you were sent by a kid from Zhuge's family?"

Iger nodded.

"Zhuge Yun is just a guard...backup." Yao Minqi smiled: "He barely meets the standards in all aspects, and there will be a three-year inspection period to become a guard. Every year, among the graduates across the country, there are probably only A dozen guards can be selected."

"Is the guard salary high?" Iger smacked his lips.

If more than a dozen students who graduate from Hogwarts choose to become Aurors every year, it is estimated that Fudge would be able to wake up with a smile in his dreams...

"Twenty thousand per month." Yao Minqi laughed.

"Garon?" Iger's eyes lit up suddenly.

"RMB..." Yao Minqi shook her head helplessly: "China's national conditions are different from those of the West. The wizards here are too close to the lucky people, and even many inherited families are Muggles and wizards living together, so there is no way to completely unify them." If the wizarding world is isolated, there will be no independent economic system."

The exchange rate between the British pound and the RMB in this era is very high, about ten yuan. Iger has the calculations, and the conversion of 20,000 RMB into British pounds costs 2,000, and then converted into Galleons...

"Four hundred Galleons!" Iger looked at Yao Minqi in surprise.

What's more, it's just entered the 90's! The value of 20,000 RMB is too high. At this time, the Chinese currency is not as resistant to spending as it will be 20 years later. At this time, the salary of ordinary people is only two to three hundred yuan a month, which is still high...

"Isn't it very high?" Yao Minqi smiled: "But Bafang guard is also a position with the highest sacrifice rate. Here, almost no parents will allow their children to do this industry, and some children from big families become guards just for the sake of gold plating. , They won’t be allowed to take over really dangerous jobs, so it’s normal for wages to be higher.”

"How much is the death rate?" Iger blinked.

"There will be about ten people every year..." Yao Minqi sighed: "The probability is fifty to one... This is still under the condition that they are all elites."

Iger understands that this is still relatively small, and the British Ministry of Magic dies more than this every year.

But things can’t be calculated like this. There are not many guards in China, and the territory in charge is dozens of times larger than that of the British Aurors. There is no comparison...

"What about your salary?" Iger looked at Yao Minqi.

"I'm currently teaching, five thousand a month." Yao Minqi spread her hands.

Iger did the math, it was roughly equivalent to a hundred Galleons, which was considered a high salary.

"So, in China, the art of guarding can be regarded as the most rigorous knowledge. It is related to your life and safety. I want you to be more cautious. Can you do it?" Yao Minqi looked at Iger seriously.

"Yes!" Iger grinned.

...

"Your talent for controlling the sword is very good. Although it is too fierce and detrimental to the style of a gentleman, but the speed is rare in my life."

On the sword fighting arena, Jiang Yihuai looked at Iger with a calm expression: "Since I have nothing to do with the gentleman's swordsmanship, then I will teach you the way of killing and cutting. I hope you can understand the essence of what you saw."

"What are you going to teach me?" Iger looked at Jiang Yihuai expectantly.

"Sword Master Pei Min...Kill the way of the sword!" Jiang Yihuai took the sword from his waist and slowly drew it out, holding a sword flower in his hand, and then Jiang Yihuai turned around suddenly and threw the long sword out, and the long sword swished towards Yuan Lasing out everywhere.

"Cut!" Jiang Yihuai pinched a sword formula, shouted violently, with a ferocious expression like an angry King Kong, the next moment, Iger saw a flash of white light in the distance, and a row of wooden dummy stakes arranged in a straight line in the sword arena broke at the sound , the section is smooth and flat.

Jiang Yihuai stretched out his hand and made a move, and the long sword in the distance was sheathed in an instant. The set of movements was smooth and smooth, and Iger's heart was surging.

"Try it." Jiang Yihuai glanced at Iger calmly.

Just as Iger was about to try it, Jiang Yihuai turned his head and turned around: "Go over there!"

"oh…"

a few seconds later...

"cut!"

Iger's angry shout sounded, and the white light flashed on the Panlong pillar on the sword fighting platform in the distance, and the thick stone pillar broke in response.

Jiang Yihuai looked at the Panlongzhu in the distance and sighed sadly: "The power is good, remember to be more accurate next time..."

"knew…"

...

"The way of Qi and Huang, remember not to be anxious and irritable. Calmness is the first element of our medicine. Always remember that the patient's life is in your hands, and every move you make must be for his consideration."

In the quiet room, Bai Xi smiled softly, stirring a soup pot with a long wooden spoon in his hand.

Iger nodded obediently, and watched Bai Xi's action of boiling medicine seriously, hoping to learn something.

Bai Xi's method of refining medicine is very simple, it is simply stirring and boiling, without too advanced techniques, this is different from Snape's seemingly lofty way of refining medicine, when Bai Xi brews medicine, it gives people the feeling It is the tranquility from the heart, as if even such a boring thing as boiling medicine is a kind of enjoyment.

"Have you read the Compendium of Materia Medica?" Bai Xi turned to look at Iger.

"See." Iger nodded.

"How do you feel?" Bai Xi laughed.

"It doesn't feel good..." Iger said honestly.

"It's normal to not be able to understand. It takes a certain amount of time to study such an ancient book thoroughly, and it can't be understood in a few days." Bai Xi said softly: "You can only read it here at most. Stay for two months, so I don't plan to teach you too advanced questions, let's learn from the simplest identification of herbs."

"Is it Shennongdao?" Iger was a little curious, it was herbal medicine class...

"No, Shennongdao is more about teaching you how to breed and cultivate, while we at Qihuangdao need to study the pharmacology of medicines and the combination effects of various medicines. As long as you can recognize them when you encounter them in the wild, that's fine. Maybe it will save your life." Bai Xi said softly, "I'm sorry, but because you haven't been here for long, I can only teach you this."

Ah ah ah, sister fairy, I can stay here forever for you~

Iger thought so in his heart, but reason told him he couldn't do this, he would be kicked out as a pervert...

...

"Are you good at controlling fire?"

In Taishangfang, Iger and Zou Shu were kneeling and sitting face to face.

"It's okay..." Iger nodded.

Zou Shu stroked his beard in satisfaction: "Where did you learn it?"

"This..." Iger took out a slate from his arms, and the slate recorded Iger's dancing fire control method...

"The sacrificial witchcraft in Africa... is very clever!" Zou Shu looked at the slate and muttered to himself, nodding: "Where did you learn the fire of killing?"

"My teacher taught me..." Iger grinned awkwardly.

"Hmph! How can a teacher teach students such dangerous things! You are simply a teacher!" Zou Shu snorted angrily, and then felt a little uncomfortable: "You're such a jerk!"

Iger grinned, he didn't say anything about the unbreakable oath, anyway, watching the old man spit Snape angrily, Iger just felt very happy.

I don't know why, but I'm very happy~

"The fire of killing is not easy to control, it is very easy to set yourself on fire, and you will eat yourself back, but you have mastered the way to control the fire, it can only be said that time is fate..." Zou Shu nodded slightly with emotion while brushing his beard: "God! I have given you this great killer weapon, so you must master it carefully, and don’t make it a disaster. I can’t teach you too much in just a month or so. Since you are good at controlling fire, then I will teach you the way of fire..."

"Thank you Master Zou!" Iger respectfully saluted Zou Shu as a disciple.

Although the old man was a bit old-fashioned, he was warm-hearted, and kept asking Iger about some of his inadequacies.

The two left Taishangfang and came to the empty Quidditch pitch.

"Master Zou, isn't this place not suitable for practicing fire control?" Iger asked softly, looking at the green lawn around him.

"Western stadium, quite empty, what's wrong with it? That's it!" Zou Shu said with a beard and staring eyes: "I just can't understand these strange things..."

You, a wizard, actually said that you can't get used to weird things, it feels so out of harmony...

The corner of Iger's mouth twitched, and Zou Shu glanced at him: "What's the problem?"

"No problem..." Iger spread his hands, as long as you are happy, old man...

"Humph..." Zou Shu snorted, motioned for Iger to back off, then turned to face the open space on the other side, took off his robe and threw it aside.

Iger's eyelids twitched when he looked at the shirtless Zou Shu.

This old man has such a domineering figure!

Iger looked enviously at Zou Shu's strong chest muscles and angular eight-pack abs, and didn't know how the old man exercised...

The majestic muscles and tendons kept hitting Iger's eyeballs, and Iger couldn't help but feel that this figure was too inconsistent with the appearance of the fairy...

Iger thinks that with this figure, what kind of equipment do you practice? You can earn a lot of money in a month as a bodybuilder, right?

"There are three kinds of fire hidden in each person's body. The heart is the monarch fire, also known as the divine fire, and its name is Shangmei; the kidney is the subject fire, also known as the essence fire, and its name is Zhongmei; the bladder is the qi below the navel. Hai Zhe, Min Huo, its name is Xia Mei." Zou Shu walked forward at a leisurely pace, explaining to Iger in a flat voice.

"There have been many legends about this kind of fire in China since ancient times. This is a fairy fire that can burn in any situation, whether it is a vacuum or underwater. It is different from the fire of killing, because this kind of fire It originates from the human body itself, so it is extremely controllable, and the temperature can become extremely high, not even weaker than the killing fire."

Iger's breathing was a little short, he probably guessed what Zou Shu was going to teach him...

The old man walked not far away and took a horse step, and made a gesture of holding the sky with his hands high.

In the next second, Iger saw a strong flame burning out from Zou Shu's seven orifices, his whole body seemed to be wrapped in flames, and the raging flames surged out from the old man's body and converged in his hands with.

All of a sudden, the entire stadium was full of wind and clouds, and Iger squinted his eyes slightly as he felt the hot fumigated wind. The back of the old man in front of him was as fascinating as an unrivaled demon god in his eyes.

"Huo Sheng... Samadhi!!!"

boom!