Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

"Do you have any good ideas?" Sirius always felt a little lack of confidence when he looked at Iger.

Iger took out a small pink bottle from his arms...

I have medicine...

In the end, before Iger handed the bottle to Sirius, he was pushed back by Sirius again.

Looking at Iger dumbfounded, Sirius looked helpless: "I mean, a normal way."

"So you asked me?" Iger suddenly looked unhappy: "I said you'd better take him to a more romantic place, what about you? Bar! Bar! Bar! Now you ask me how to confess? Then good."

Iger spread his hands and gave Sirius a bottle of wine with a blank expression: "Go to the bar and confess your love."

Sirius looked at Iger dumbfounded, and then laughed dryly: "She told me she likes going to bars..."

"Oh...that's right." Iger nodded: "You didn't send anything during the "Qing Ren" festival two days ago, right?"

"Aren't we in love yet..." Sirius looked a little embarrassed: "And I asked her what she likes, and she said no need to give it away."

When Iger heard this, he looked up to the sky and laughed three times, then turned around and left expressionlessly: "You should still be single..."

"Don't!" Sirius suddenly became anxious, and grabbed Iger's arm: "Then what should I do? Damn..."

"I'm asking you." Iger rolled his eyes and sat down on the stone platform next to the promenade: "If you are playing Quidditch, she comes to you and tells you it's okay, you can play, you want to play?" How to do it?"

"Then... continue to fight?" Sirius looked at Iger tentatively.

God damn keep hitting...

"Did she tell you: Oh." Iger tilted his head and looked at Sirius with interest.

"I said..." Sirius nodded: "One day she said that her stomach hurt a little, I said you should drink more hot water, she said oh..."

The corner of Iger's mouth twitched. What is the reason this guy can still ask Yao Minqi out for a drink?

Are you handsome? Nima's...

"How is it? Is she very understanding?" Sirius looked at Iger cheerfully and asked.

Go to Nima's empathetic, hopeless, wait for death!

Iger's head slowly squeezed out a tendon, and he resisted the desire to turn his head and leave, and looked at Sirius with this kind of eyes that seemed to be mentally retarded: "Yeah, it's pretty good."

"Did I...do something wrong?" Sirius felt Iger's eyes and smiled slowly on his face.

"No, but that's right, you have to keep working hard, I still want to watch you stay single for the rest of your life." Iger muttered angrily.

Sirius:"……"

"I thought you were a king." Iger looked at Sirius with disdain: "It turns out that you are just a black iron who bought a skin..."

"What do you mean?" Sirius was a little dumbfounded.

"Oh..." Iger sighed: "You have to listen to what a woman says."

"She said she's not hungry, which means she wants to eat something delicious."

"She said it's okay, then there is something, and it's not a small matter..."

"She said oh, then it's for Nima."

"She said, it's okay, it's fine, that's what's bad."

"She said: It's okay, you can play, which means that Nima's play is over, come and accompany me!"

"The other thing is that I don't have anything I want. I just want to eat roasted mountains... delicious food, fun things to do, clothes to buy, and a diamond ring!"

"In the end, you must remember the biggest lie of a woman: I'm not angry! The subtext means: My mother is so angry, hurry up and coax me!!"

Iger said a lot in one breath, looking at Sirius who had a stiff expression in front of him: "Now I know... where is your problem?"

Sirius smiled awkwardly: "Listen to what you said...it seems that there are indeed a few problems..."

Iger rolled his eyes, what time was it?

You have all the problems, okay?

"Then what if sometimes I don't understand what she means?" Sirius looked at Iger and blinked his eyes.

"Then don't ask anything, just kiss her!" Iger waved impatiently.

"Yes...is that so..." Sirius was a little dazed.

"Yes, that's it." Iger nodded: "The last time you went out, what kind of conversation did you have?"

Sirius was stunned for a moment, then thought for a few seconds: "She said that Honey Duke seems quite interesting..."

"Then what do you say?" Iger looked curious.

"I said I got tired of going there when I was in school, it's nothing fun, let's go to the bar..." Sirius looked embarrassed.

Iger laughed aloud: "Did she say: Oh."

Sirius laughed twice: "How do you know?"

Iger sneered: "What I just said are all key minefields, and you must not touch them."

"I seem to have...everything..." Sirius looked slightly embarrassed.

"So, be lucky." Iger rolled his eyes immediately: "This shows that the other party is still lucky for you and didn't give up on you, a mentally handicapped player."

"You mean..." Sirius' face suddenly brightened.

"I mean, she probably has a good impression of you, but you are indeed single based on your strength." Iger curled his lips, and waved to a small black big-eyed bat in the distance, and the little thing suddenly fell obediently. In Iger's hand: "Next time on a date, bring it with you, and I will guide you on the spot..."

Sirius smiled, a very handsome smile.

But Iger feels perverted no matter how he looks at it.

heh man...

At night, inside the House of Requirement.

Tonight's Room of Requirement has been turned into a small auditorium with a large space due to the needs of several students. The surrounding walls are full of luxurious and low-key decorations, and white candles float leisurely on a large round table. floating above.

Beside the round table, Yao Minqi was smiling and talking with two girls, Youmengyu and Hermione, and the ladies laughed from time to time.

"I'm curious, what is the purpose of you guys inviting me to have dinner together tonight." A few minutes after the meal started, Yao Minqi narrowed her eyes and looked at everyone.

Harry and Ron looked at each other, not knowing how to speak. The twins and Iger looked at the sky and didn't answer.

Hermione laughed dryly: "I just want to invite you to have a meal together..."

"Just to eat?" Yao Minqi looked at Hermione with a half-smile: "It's just to eat, why don't we go to the auditorium?"

"Because I'm having hot pot tonight..." Iger casually resolved Hermione's embarrassment, and between clapping hands, there was a pot of red oil hot pot rolling on the table.

"I mean...why didn't you call Sirius?" Yao Minqi asked with a smile, then turned to look at Harry: "I remember he is your godfather?"

"Uh... yeah, but he's a bit busy today." Harry nodded awkwardly.

"Really?" Yao Minqi smiled and said nothing.

For a long time, there was some silence at the table, Yao Minqi turned to look at Harry again: "What do you want to ask?"

Harry was startled: "!!!"

Hermione: "..."

Why did you open up this topic directly before you even drank it?

And why are you so proactive?

"How do you feel about Sirius?" Iger blurted out immediately.

Not far away, Harry slapped his forehead, and he felt that Iger was too anxious.

"Hey..." Yao Minqi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly she was at a loss for words: "I feel, it's okay, pretty good, as a colleague..."

"It's probably like this..." Yao Minqi couldn't see any abnormality on her face, and a group of little guys suddenly lowered their heads powerlessly.

The happiness of Sirius is worrying...

"Hahaha... That's what we asked, don't take it seriously, come and drink, I'll toast you." Iger hurriedly moved up with his glass.

Yao Minqi took a sip from the wine glass in a very face-saving manner, and the atmosphere on the table gradually became active after a sip of wine.

The twins made fun of Ron's embarrassing things to enliven the atmosphere on the table, and Ron was very dissatisfied with this.

Facing Ron's angry protest, the twins were also helpless.

Stupid Ododo...

Look who at this table we can afford...

If you don't make fun of me, who are you making fun of?

Yao Minqi was so teased by the Weasley brothers that she covered her mouth and giggled, and her face gradually became blush from the alcohol.

"I'm curious, what kind of man does an excellent woman like Teacher Yao like?" Hermione asked, looking at Yao Minqi beside her with a smile.

Not far away, Iger and Harry suddenly raised their ears.

"It's more manly..." Yao Minqi replied with a smile.

Iger was stunned for a moment. Sirius was more in line with this point, but there are gains and losses. If you want to find a man with a sense of masculinity and security, you have to endure his straight-man thinking...

"Man?" Ron looked a little puzzled: "Is the requirement so low? Just be a man?"

"Probably understand that it means a masculine man, not a pussy, not fēng sāo." Iger muttered: "For example, probably like Sirius, Hagrid who uses a small pink umbrella is absolutely unacceptable of…"

Yao Minqi smiled at what Iger meant, but said nothing.

"Come, come, drink more, drink more..." Iger hurriedly poured wine for Yao Minqi.

"You don't look like an Englishman at all, but you are like us Chinese. You like toasting." Yao Minqi looked at Iger cheerfully.

"Yeah, let me tell you, I was a Chinese in my previous life." Iger smiled helplessly.

Yao Minqi smiled: "That's what I said, you don't have the subtle and euphemistic characteristics of Chinese people at all."

The corner of Iger's mouth twitched, I didn't see how reserved and euphemistic you are...

By the way, I'm telling the truth!

How come no one believes the truth these days?

"Teacher Yao, do you have someone you like?" Harry boldly looked at Yao Minqi and asked.

"A person you like?" Yao Minqi's face was flushed, and she didn't know whether it was alcohol or embarrassment: "There is..."

"Who is it?" Hermione looked at Yao Minqi with her furry head stretched out.

Yao Minqi smiled and narrowed her eyes slightly: "I won't tell you..."

"Eastern or Westerner?" Iger's abrupt words resounded in Yao Minqi's ears.

"Yes..." Yao Minqi opened her mouth, then snapped back to her senses, and gave Iger a reproachful look: "I won't tell you."

"Hahaha, that's what I asked, let's continue drinking." Iger winked at the twins with a haha, and the twins immediately toasted Yao Minqi.

"How about we play a game?" Iger's eyes moved: "Truth or dare?"

"How to play?" Harry was stunned, when are you still in the mood to play games?

Hermione immediately explained the rules of the game to a few people. It has to be said that Truth or Dare is indeed a game that allows people to know whether it is a pit or jump into it. The whole table immediately approved it.

Iger made a few dice, and a group of people distributed them one by one.

"The rules are very simple. Everyone tosses, and the one with the least points chooses the truth or the big adventure, and the big adventure is directly changed to a glass of wine." Iger's voice was flat.

"What if someone cheats? Everyone is a wizard." Ron raised the bar subconsciously.

"Yes..." Iger smiled: "If you can do it under my nose..."

Ron: "..."

Yes yes yes, you are awesome...

"But what about lying?" Ron asked again.

"Okay, lie sǐ quán jiā!" Iger muttered impatiently, and everyone's hearts trembled.

No one dares to underestimate the words of a wizard, especially a powerful wizard, what if there is a curse?

Hermione tugged on Iger's sleeve subconsciously, signaling him to pay attention to what he said. The twins looked very excited. It seemed that they wanted to ask if they could kill one of them. They were happy to experiment with Percy.

"Then come on, number one!" Harry threw out the dice casually, counting one...

The group of people at the table suddenly fell silent, looking at Harry strangely.

"I guess we don't have to throw it..." Ron said dryly.

"Throw, what if someone else is the same..." Iger laughed, and threw the dice casually, counting one...

Everyone: "..."

Iger: "..."

A group of people rolled the dice one after another, only to find that only Harry and Iger had one point, and the rest were larger.

"But... who will ask?" Yao Minqi looked at several people.

"I choose to drink." Harry picked up his glass neatly and drank it down.

Iger followed suit and didn't give everyone a chance to ask questions.

"Come again!" Iger drank the wine in his glass and asked everyone to roll the dice together.

A group of people rolled the dice again, and this time it was Fred who was hit.

"I choose the truth." Unexpectedly, Fred chose the truth.

"Who will ask?" Iger glanced at Fred.

"George asked." Fred pointed to George.

George: "How old are you?"

"Fifteen, fine, that's it, let's continue." Fred laughed.

Iger was stunned, how can he play like this?

Turning his head to look at Hermione, he found that Hermione nodded quietly towards him, and Iger's heart suddenly warmed up. It seems that there is still a tacit understanding between lovers!

Throw the dice in his hand again, the point is one, but Iger doesn't panic at all!

"Hermione asked." Iger looked calm.

Come on, dear, and ask me how old I am.

"How many girls have you liked?" Hermione narrowed her eyes.

Iger: "???"

Fuck... 13