Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

Iger grinned seeing Kaka's appearance.

"Thank you, is this the puppet you made?" Iger happily hugged the doll Kaka gave him.

As an elf, Kaka's craftsmanship is undoubtedly very exquisite. The facial features on the doll are very delicately sewn, and even Iger's usual lazy look is vivid.

"Kaka made it. Dobby gave you socks, and the things from the Hogwarts elves are kept here for you by Kaka." Kaka bowed to Iger and disappeared before returning to the kitchen. Dinner is ready.

There was a thick layer of snow flying outside the window, but the room was warm. Iger played with the doll Kaka gave me fondly like a child of a few years old.

Suddenly, Iger stared at the puppet in his hand for a moment. Is this a figure?

Looking at the puppet in a daze, Iger turned to look at Snape: "Sev, do you know how to give an object its own personality?"

"You want to anthropomorphize a rag doll?" Snape glanced at Iger, then sneered: "If you let those dark wizards who admire you know, they will cry..."

Iger: "..."

"Just tell me how to do it..." Iger gave Snape a displeased look.

"In the name of Severus Snape, I give you my personality and memory." Snape snorted and ignored him, turned around and continued to tease his precious daughter.

Iger snorted and turned to look at the doll.

"You want to give a personality?" Hermione and Aisha moved over curiously when they heard the movement.

"That's right." Iger nodded.

"Give personality to a rag doll?" Aisha laughed when she heard this.

"Can't you?" Iger was a little puzzled.

"It is possible, but this kind of thing is very difficult..." Aisha said with a smile: "Those who have this strength to endow themselves with personality are older wizards, and older wizards generally do not give a doll Personality..."

The corner of Iger's mouth twitched, and he took out his staff from his arms and nodded at the doll's head: "In the name of Iger Morrisseys,

Give you my personality and memory. "

Snape turned his head and glanced at Iger, as if he remembered something: "I forgot to tell you, you'd better draw a boundary, otherwise it will be more uncomfortable..."

"Why didn't you say it earlier..." Iger gritted his teeth, his brain suddenly felt a sharp pain, all the memories reappeared in front of his eyes like a revolving lantern, and an inexplicable thing slowly flowed into the puppet along the staff.

Shaking his dizzy head, Iger's eyes slowly focused, and he looked carefully at the puppet in front of him.

The puppet shook its head limply, sat up slowly, looked at its Q version hands curiously, then raised its head to look at Iger: "Hello, my name is Iger!"

"Ahhhhh so cute!" Hermione screamed suddenly, dragging the puppet into her arms and rubbing it.

"Hey hey..." The Q version of Iger's smirk came out, and Iger glanced at him very unhappy.

"Giving personality is such a thing, people who generally hate people will not give themselves personality, because they will hate each other." Snape said leisurely.

Iger squinted his eyes at the little puppet, pulled it out of Hermione's arms, and threw it out under Hermione's extremely reluctant eyes.

For some reason, he always felt that this puppet was a bit retarded.

"And because the personified things have no other disturbing influence, they will be difficult to control, which is why ordinary wizards only personalize portraits..." Snape's voice sounded again, and the angry Iger Grit your teeth.

"Then what should I do?" Iger hugged his arms angrily.

In the kitchen, the malicious and cute voice of the Q version of Iger came out: "Mom, mom..."

What followed was Mrs. Granger's excited screams.

Iger patted his forehead melancholy: "Ah...damn..."

For the number one new member who was inexplicably added to the family, after Iger's freshness passed, he no longer had the slightest interest.

Seeing the rag doll that resembled him in appearance and personality maliciously acting cute, Iger just felt very disgusted.

On the contrary, the female compatriots in the family and Kaka are very fond of the doll.

Especially Kaka, who almost regards the Q version of Iger as his little master.

"Don't you think he's cute?" Hermione asked, looking at Iger excitedly holding the Iger doll.

"I don't think so at all..." Iger curled his lips, disgusted to death, and then he looked at Snape: "Does this mean...we can make alchemy dolls?"

"Theoretically it's possible... What do you want to do?" Snape looked at Iger and frowned.

"Emmm...I have a bold idea..." Iger grinned: "How about we make some one-to-one real-life dolls? The ones that endow personality..."

For example, the high-end CQ doll or something...

Snape squinted his eyes, and then the brilliance brightened in his eyes.

"I'm warning you not to think of any perverted ideas!" Iger jumped up immediately, and he could guess what Snape was thinking with his heels...

"I think your idea is fine..." Snape took a sip from his wine glass, "If it's going to be done, I'll take 40% of the shares."

"You think beautifully!" Iger looked displeased.

Snape said blankly, "Anna's."

"Deal!" Iger clapped his hands, ready.

If it was for his own goddaughter, Iger would be very happy, but Snape would forget it. It's useless for a single old man to ask for money, it's a waste...

"Professor Snape has been thinking about preparing for Anna so early?" Aisha laughed.

"Well, we should leave some inheritance." Snape nodded stiffly, he was not very used to talking to others until now.

"What I'm more curious about is... I haven't seen Harry ever lacking money, does he also have an inheritance?" Hermione looked at Iger suspiciously.

"It used to be there... The Potter family first made hair restorers and shampoos and accumulated funds. They used to be very famous. Think about Harry's hair, and you will know why they did this..." Iger grinned and nodded: "But then their shampoo and hair tonic were replaced by better and cheaper products..."

"Who would do that?" Hermione wondered.

Iger pouted in Snape's direction, and Hermione understood immediately.

Iger sometimes thinks it's no wonder that James always bullies him, this guy is simply too dark...

And it's wicked to pick on other people's ancestral property...

"It's time to eat!" Mrs. Granger called out looking in the direction of the living room after preparing dinner.

"Come on, come on~" Iger rushed over immediately, and sat down at the dining table eagerly waiting for the meal.

A few minutes later, a group of people neatly gathered around the dining table. Mrs. Granger took off her apron and looked at the people at the dining table and smiled, then picked up the Q version of Iger from the ground and put it on the table.

"Thank God, there is another Iger in the family this year." Mrs. Granger laughed.

Iger had an old trough stuck in his throat and didn't know where to spit it out.

"Call it egg tart, Egg tart!" Mrs. Granger smiled as she touched the puppet's head and laughed.

You still named it... Iger was speechless.

This thing is something of a portrait nature, so what are you doing seriously...

"Okay mom!" Egg Tart excitedly raised her round, fingerless hands.

You really agreed, this name is so stupid! I will not allow you to tarnish my image like this! Iger looked at the puppet a little annoyed.

"I wish Hermione could make a puppet too, so that when you are not at home, I can talk to them when I miss you..." Mrs. Granger sighed. Come on, Iger, happy birthday!"

"Happy birthday!" Chris looked at Iger with a cup and blinked.

It was also rare for Snape not to be disappointed. He held his glass and took a sip.

Iger laughed and was about to say something when a small figure in front of him suddenly jumped up and shouted excitedly: "Thank you, Mom!"

Aiger's face suddenly turned black: "Get lost!"

With a whoosh, the egg tart flung limply onto the sofa...

"Fuck ET, stay away..." Iger muttered blankly, eating sullenly.

"Iger, you are too much!" Egg Tart aggressively jumped onto the sofa and pinched his waist to look at Iger.

"What can you do?" Iger sneered provocatively, turned around and ate by himself.

Egg Tart looked at Iger aggrievedly, and walked away sullenly.

"Why are you angry with a puppet?" Hermione looked at Iger amusedly: "Isn't that you, with your memory, your personality..."

As she said that, Hermione froze for a moment, her eyes moved slightly, she turned around and waved to Egg Tart: "Egg Tart, come to me."

"Hey~ it's coming~" Egg Tart immediately rushed into Hermione's arms with her short legs.

"You have all of Iger's memories... right?" Hermione looked at the egg tart with a smile.

"What are you going to do?" Iger instinctively felt bad, and reached out to snatch the egg tart, but Hermione quickly turned around holding the egg tart, and looked at Iger warily.

Snape looked at Iger, the smile on his face gradually changed, showing a look of gloating, planning to watch a good show.

"Egg Tart, tell me, what kind of girl do you like?" Hermione's smile gradually became dangerous.

Iger's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he looked at the egg tart in Hermione's arms tremblingly.

Aisha covered her mouth and snickered, and the Grangers also looked at the egg tart curiously.

"I won't tell you." Egg Tart tilted his neck: "Do I not want to lose face?"

Nice! As expected of my personality, it is really reliable, as cold as me...

Iger looked at the egg tart and heaved a sigh of relief.

Hermione chuckled, "Tell me and I'll kiss you."

"I like good-looking ones!" Egg Tart quickly raised her little hand.

puff…

Iger felt as if he had been hit in the knee.

Several women in the room burst out laughing, Chris looked at Iger understandingly, Snape's mouth twitched, as if he wanted to laugh but held back.

"Who do you think is the prettiest girl you've seen so far?" Hermione hugged the egg tart and kissed it, then looked at the egg tart and narrowed her eyes slightly: "For example, me, Aisha, Qiu, Luna, or That sleeping vampire girl, and Youmeng Yu from the east..."

"This is incomparable to this..." Iger hurriedly stopped Hermione, trying to take the egg tart, but failed.

"It's all beautiful!" The voice of the egg tart sounded again, and Iger hit the table with a head hammer.

let me die, thank you...

"Oh? It means you like them all?" Hermione's eyes gradually became dangerous.

"That's not the case, listen to me." Iger hurriedly explained.

The egg tarts were spread out, and he sighed deeply: "A man..."

Fuck!

Are you here to mess things up?

"This is the disadvantage of endowing personality and memory. Human beings have personality, and may restrain their emotions for various reasons, but they will not..." Snape glanced at the egg tart and said softly: "Hogwarts The portraits only have part of my memory and personality, or the personality in the impression given by others, so it is not so exaggerated, as for this..."

Snape sneered: "It's just a retard..."

Iger: "..."

Is this bastard scolding me?

You must be scolding me, right?

"Do you have any... little secret?" Hermione beside her started to act like a moth again, and Iger had a headache.

Egg Tart glanced at Iger, and Iger narrowed his eyes slightly. He can guarantee that as long as this damn rag doll dares to tell the secret of his previous life, Iger will definitely turn him into scum on the ground in an instant...

"Are you still kissing?" Egg Tart smiled happily.

"Dear!" Hermione nodded affirmatively.

"I'm foot k..."

"Ahhhh, get out!" Iger roared with a blood-red face, grabbed the egg tart and stuffed it into his arms, gasping for breath, the blood spread from his neck to his forehead, and sat back angrily on the chair.

"What did he say?" Mrs. Granger looked at Chris suspiciously.

"I didn't hear clearly..." Chris gave Iger a meaningful look, and Iger's face turned redder.

He had never been so embarrassed before.

Glancing at Hermione silently, Iger made up his mind to shake up his wife tonight!

...

"Can you tell... what should be said and what should not be said?"

At night, Iger looked at the egg tart with a serious expression and asked.

"Of course we can tell the difference." Egg Tart patted his chest confidently.

Turning his head and glanced at the door, Iger narrowed his eyes slightly: "About the previous life..."

"I only know that there is a previous life, but I have no memory." Egg Tart looked at Iger obediently and said, "So I won't leak the secret."

Iger froze, so that's why you look like a retard?

Twenty years of memory is missing, so although the mind is precocious, it is like a patient with amnesia, and the thinking and experience are not coordinated enough...

"In short... don't talk nonsense outside." Iger frowned.

Egg Tart nodded, and ran away in a jerk...

Iger looked at the back of Egg Tart leaving and pinched his chin in doubt. Why did he have no memory?

Speaking of which...Dumbledore seems to have said that he can't check the imprint on the soul...

So he really didn't take Legilimency on himself?

No, it's better to say that he didn't see anything at all...

Iger sighed, got up and left the room, intending to take a hot bath and then go to sleep, passing by Hermione's room, Hermione's voice came out through the door.

"Egg tart, egg tart, tell me, what Iger likes most about me?"

Iger's face darkened suddenly, followed by the sound of egg tarts.

"Here, here...here...emmm...and here!" Egg Tart's voice sounded excited.

Iger: "..."