Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

For two or three days in a row, the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic came and went in and out of Iger's house. Basically, the first batch left not long before the next batch came.

Every wave of people is different, but what they say and do is the same...

Umbridge was very troublesome. She sent seven or eight groups of Aurors to try to put a magic limiter on Iger, but none of these groups succeeded. Even the first group of Aurors came back and said With a bit of oil, he clutched his chest and yelled: He is too strong, I can't do it...

You can't hold on anymore, can you?

If you lie, you have to take some time, right?

It was another early morning, and the knock on the door rang again. Kaka opened the door for a moment, then looked at Iger who was eating in the restaurant.

Iger turned his head to look at him, and an old pink toad was standing at the door looking at him with a smirk.

"If you have something to say, go away if you have nothing to do." Iger glanced at Umbridge, and then started to eat with a sullen head.

Umbridge immediately stood at the door with a stiff expression, neither leaving nor staying.

"I have to remind you..." Iger ate a piece of steak with a flat face, and said softly in an unhurried voice: "I don't mind if you jump around and add more jokes, but once the Ministry of Magic wants to use any force Measures, I promise you will die first."

Saying that, Iger seemed to remember something.

"But it doesn't matter, Fudge will also be buried with you..."

Umbridge's face was pale, and he pursed his lips tightly.

"You may not believe it. If you plan to speak harshly to me here, you will die. I don't care about others, but you will die." Iger grinned.

Umbridge left, his face full of shock and anger, and he was so stunned that he couldn't even say a word.

None of the three or four Aurors who came with him paid any attention to her. When Iger was talking, they all folded their arms and looked at her jokingly, which made Umbridge feel like a clown.

"I found that our family is always the busiest at breakfast time..." Chris laughed cheerfully as he watched Umbridge's disappearing figure outside the window.

"No,

It should be said that we were always having breakfast when something was going on. "Iger grinned.

"If she was really unreasonable just now, would you kill her?" Jane frowned slightly, looking at Iger with some displeasure.

"Although I really don't want to lie to you, but..." Iger spread his hands: "Yes..."

"A fool who doesn't know how to look at Shidu is also very dangerous in a sense. Obviously, this is one. I don't worry about her affecting me, but if possible, she will definitely use you to threaten me, so she must die. "Iger said blankly: "I just didn't want to kill her at breakfast, so she survived..."

"But next time, she will definitely not be able to escape." Iger's face was calm, and Jane's expression looked a little angry.

"No matter how much she hates... Iger, this is not a reason for you to deprive others of their lives at will, I will never allow you to do this!" Jane looked at Iger with glaring eyes, and she was ready to quarrel with the rebellious teenager.

"Oh, okay... then I won't kill." Iger nodded, not interested in arguing at all.

simple:"???"

How did your position change so quickly? So what about your morals? Didn't you still worry about us before?

Iger shrugged and didn't speak, he was just a lunatic who didn't know how to do shit, and it was not easy to get her.

All Iger needs is a little kiss from the Dementor, and then Iger can point to Umbridge and say to Mrs Granger: Look, she's alive...

Mrs. Granger looked at Iger with some sorrow, and she seemed a little disappointed that she didn't have a rebellious quarrel with the child.

Children nowadays really don't understand... Is this kid too mature?

Shouldn't normal children think they are very mature at this time and make a big noise?

no... sorry...

Mrs. Granger finally went to work with Chris a little depressed...

"You don't seem very happy, dear..." Chris drove the car, looking at his wife beside him, and couldn't help laughing.

"I'm very sad. The two children in my family are getting more mature than the other, which makes me have no sense of accomplishment in educating children." Jane hangs her head a little disappointed.

"I think it's a good thing, look at their peers, don't those parents have less headaches?" Chris laughed: "A few days ago Arthur sent me a letter, complaining to me about the couple in their family. The twins who want to drop out of school, I don’t know what Iger told them, the two boys want to come out to start a business, my God...Is starting a business so simple?"

"We don't understand things in the magic world..." Jane muttered.

"I don't think it's very reliable. If starting a business is really that simple, how can their family's financial conditions be so poor? Although Molly always said that Arthur just didn't want to be promoted..." Chris tilted his head: "Arthur seems very He likes the things we ordinary people use in life, which is why he is unwilling to be promoted, God, this is too irresponsible for the family, my daughter will never marry that kind of man."

"Yeah... Fortunately, Iger is not that kind of person." Jane spread her hands and said helplessly.

The couple looked at each other, and then both sighed helplessly.

...

"Tell me about Iger..."

In Iger's suitcase, Harry and Hermione were looking around curiously. Sirius had been wandering around Iger, which annoyed Iger who was studying the structure of dementors.

"Tell me about how you concocted those little sluts in Slytherin..." Sirius looked a little excited, he was immersed in the excitement of becoming a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher soon and couldn't extricate himself.

"Please, you are going to be a teacher, not a gang leader, do you want to make the students angry?" Iger said impatiently: "And I have said it several times, treat the students Treat everyone equally and don't look at others with colored glasses."

"Okay, so what should I consider when I prepare for the course? Is it more dangerous?" Sirius asked eagerly.

"It's up to you to judge for yourself, but the courses I gave to all the students last year were pretty much the same. Basically, the students knew the common Defense Against the Dark Arts techniques, and they all applied them very well... Open your mouth!" , Iger patted the head of the soul monster, and the dementor opened its mouth wide in horror, and Iger stretched out his hand to dig around in the esophagus of the other party who didn't know if it could be counted as the esophagus: "Like Grindylow, Boggart or something Basically, there is no need to teach, just review at the end of the term."

"And your final exam." Next to Sirius, a shorthand quill was written in the notebook: "What do you think is better to prepare for this year's final?"

"It's good that you're happy..." Iger said absent-mindedly, struggling to pick at the hole in the dementor's face, while a small ball of fire was floating beside him to illuminate his field of vision: "To be honest, I'm teaching In this regard, I personally think that Remus should be a little safer than you, your character is really not suitable for standing in class."

"Where should that be?" Sirius was taken aback.

"For example... Aurors or dragon breeders or something..." Iger spread his hands: "See if you like it~"

Sirius was stunned, and then he pinched his chin and thought about it, and then his eyes lit up: "You got a basilisk in the exam...how about using a fire dragon for my final exam?"

So what kind of brain circuit is that... Iger's mouth twitched.

Not far away, Harry was teasing Huang Hua curiously. When he heard the words, his face turned pale and he turned his head to look over, hoping that his godfather could retract his words.

It was a very happy time for Harry to be with Sirius for more than a month, and the family relationship between the two became stronger, but sometimes Sirius’ character was something that even Harry could not accept...

For example, the two originally made a few pistols for target shooting. After Sirius got tired of playing, he got a few rifles a few days later, and then made a machine gun!

Thanks to Sirius, Harry now has a comprehensive understanding of firearms. The only thing Harry is afraid of now is that his godfather may not always invite a merciful Gatling Bodhisattva home...

Children are more troublesome than their parents, and Harry is very powerful here...

Children can make trouble, and parents are even more crazy!

Several times when the two were eating out, Sirius almost got into a fight with others, and even took Harry with him, and sometimes asked Harry if he wanted a tattoo...

Do you love such parents?

To be honest, Harry is a bit more comfortable now...

In fact, a group of parents are unwilling to stay with Sirius, Arthur is okay, but he has to go to work every day.

Not to mention Molly, Sirius’ dissolute personality made Jasmine complain more than once, for example, sometimes Sirius would take Harry and a few red hairs of his family to secretly drive a car that learned to fly for some reason. .

Or he and his godson rushed into his house during breakfast with two brooms on their shoulders, and took a group of red hairs to find a suburb to play wild ball...

Molly felt that if this went on like this, the Burrow would have to open a secret passage to Grimmauld Place at some point.

Lupine has been a little busy recently. Ever since he and Iger came back from Albania, he has been taking the gold that Iger gave him to go around to make connections in preparation for the opening of the Magic Wheezing Workshop in the future, so that Sirius, who has no good friends, has become a slutty The wild dog, he even dared to harass the Auror office...

In his words, he can't be imprisoned for twelve years in vain, he must charge some interest to these bastards...

However, he did not do any good deeds. At least thanks to him, the product research of Magic Wheezes Workshop is progressing very fast. On the one hand, he can help the twins when they cannot cast spells; It would be easier for him as an adult to come forward.

The most important thing is that he also invested 500 Galleons, buying 30% of the shares for his godson...

"Why is there a girl in the tent?" Hermione rushed out of the tent anxiously and glared at Iger.

"Another one?" Sirius turned his head and winked at Iger when he heard the words: "Strange, why should I say another..."

"That's a vampire, stay away from her, be careful of being bitten, just put it there, maybe I may need it later..." Iger replied casually.

However, this attitude reassured Hermione. Iger was not a good liar. If this girl had something to do with him, he would be very embarrassed.

"Why do you want to get a vampire?" Harry was a little curious: "By the way, I also want to see what a vampire looks like..."

"Actually, it's almost like a human being..." Iger muttered: "On the one hand, I might be able to find clues to my life experience in her, and on the other hand, I really forgot that there is such a guy..."

"Clues of life experience? Do you want my help?" Sirius glanced at the two horns on Iger's head, and then his eyes lit up.

"No, thank you..." Iger pouted.

If I ask you to help, won't the more you help, the more busy you will be?

"I heard that vampires are the descendants of demons, or blood, or close relatives..." Iger snapped the hole in the dementor's face shut, and threw it aside: "So I want to observe some of the things we have. Common traits…”

Then Iger pointed to the dementor curled up beside him: "I heard that this thing is also a creation of demons. According to the speculation about demons recorded in the ancient book that Mr. Nicole mailed me, some people say that this family likes to make deals with humans." , the target of the transaction is the human soul, and the dementor is the garrison of the devil's territory, used to collect the souls of those humans who strayed into the demon's territory..."

"Did you find anything?" Sirius looked curious about the baby, and Hermione and Harry also came over curiously.

"I still need to observe..." Iger spread his hands.

"Are you interested in your past?" Hermione looked at Iger worriedly.

"No... I'm just curious..." Iger tickled the corner of his mouth: "If I was summoned, does that mean that this race still exists somewhere in this world?"

"Do they want to come back? If yes, what do they want to do if they come back?" Iger murmured softly, "And is there only one race? Or are there actually many races lurking around the world?"

"Don't you think it's very curious?" Iger grinned: "But I personally think that the population of this race should not be very large. After all, the magic power that escapes when this body does not appear can form a silence. Think about it, there are a thousand creatures with Dumbledore's magical power in the sealed state, so I ask you if you are afraid?"

"The main thing is that you're still a minor..." Harry added.

"What you said makes sense..." Iger nodded, stood on the open space not far away and turned to look at Sirius at the side: "Please give me a disarm spell."

Sirius sent out without saying a word, not ink at all...

The red curse hit his body with a whoosh, and then disappeared with a bang, and Iger stood still without moving.

"What kind of ability is this?" Sirius was surprised.

"I'm also studying this body..." Iger looked at his chest and nodded slightly: "I found that the magic resistance of this body is very high. In terms of resistance to magic, it is much higher than that of werewolves... "

"What about strength? Has there been any change?" Sirius immediately looked eager when he heard this.

"It's a little bigger, but it's not very obvious. It seems that the devil doesn't rely on strength to eat, otherwise it's no different from the troll..." Iger curled his lips.