Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

More than two months passed quietly, and in a blink of an eye, Iger's third school year passed unknowingly.

Sirius is very proud recently, it seems that because he is the only teacher in the past ten years who has completed the Defense Against the Dark Arts class intact.

Although he couldn't hold on for a year, compared to the previous two formal professors, Sirius felt that he was quite awesome...

And Aisha also quit her job as an Auror in the Ministry of Magic, and was about to try to take over the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. This time made Iger very excited. He felt that the day when he would hug him was not far away.

Of course, people always have hallucinations of one kind or another before they die...

"Iger, this is something you asked me to get..."

The castle that just finished the final exam was empty, and in a remote corridor, Seamo was stuffing something for Iger.

"How does this thing work?" Iger looked at the unattractive little mushroom floating in his hand.

"It's terrible..." Seamus' face was a bit grim: "Just a little bit of it will cause excruciating pain, but why do you want this thing?"

Iger grinned, of course it was planted in the Forbidden Forest...

The second half of the year will be the Triwizard Tournament, how can we not prepare early?

It was rare for the organizer to place the second game in the Forbidden Forest. Iger felt sorry for himself if he didn't do something about it.

"Play with it." Iger casually said: "An upgraded version of Howling Mushroom?"

"Yes." Simo nodded: "In the things you gave me, I only mixed in some water of life and death and spaceship plums..."

"Have you tried it?" Iger looked at Seamus curiously.

"If you accidentally step on it, the spaceship plum will explode, the howling mushroom spores will stick to your body, and if you scream in pain, you will accidentally inhale a little water of life and death..." Seamo looked at the little one in Iger's hand tremblingly. Mushroom: "In short, this thing is very dangerous."

"Well... I see, thank you." Iger nodded cheerfully.

Dangerous.

As long as you don't die playing, play to death...

"Then we agreed,

A light wheel..." Seamo looked at Iger hesitantly, seeming a little embarrassed.

"I'll give you that." Iger waved his hand briskly, and Seamus ran away happily.

...

"I hope that this summer vacation, we can go to places with sunshine and beaches..." As soon as we arrived at the auditorium, Hermione poked her head over and looked at Iger eagerly.

Hermione was not the only one looking at Iger with longing eyes, Harry and Ron beside him also looked at Iger yearningly, even You Mengyu moved his buttocks and stared at Iger, as if Iger has flowers on his face.

"It seems...you all want to have a sunny summer vacation?" Iger looked at the few people and grinned.

"Hmmmm..."

Several little heads nodded quickly.

Iger shrugged: "Let's talk... I haven't thought about how I should spend my summer vacation."

As soon as the words were finished, a large flock of owls flew in from the skylight above the auditorium. For a moment, the auditorium was filled with the sound of flapping wings.

"Guhahaha..."

Lack's unrestrained laughter sounded, Iger gently stretched out his arm, and then saw Lack swooping in mid-air, and landed firmly on Iger's corner...

Tim Gambey: ? ? ?

Iger:? ? ?

Pulling Lak off the top of his head, Iger angrily took off the envelope from Lak's paw.

"Charlie's reply..." Iger muttered, opened the envelope and glanced twice, then smiled strangely: "It seems that I found the place you want to go..."

"Romania?" Hermione looked at Iger tentatively.

Iger nodded: "Yes, sunshine, beauties, beaches, and... dragons..."

Ron's face turned pale immediately: "How about we think about it again?"

Harry's complexion was not very good either: "It doesn't matter if you are a dragon or not, the main thing is that I am not very good at swimming, and it may not be safe to go to the beach..."

Iger waved his hand indifferently: "It's okay, the sea in Romania is the Dead Sea, with a high salt content and great buoyancy, so no one can drown."

Harry: "..."

"But it's still Europe after all, the temperature must be very low..." Hermione muttered softly.

"It's not a big problem. The temperature in southern Romania... that is, the area around the Dead Sea is about 30 degrees in summer." Iger pretended to be stupid and said: "It's much warmer than the UK. The reason why we colonized the UK for so many years is to What, isn't it just to find a warm place to live for two days..."

Look, America, India, Australia, and Africa, one is warmer than the other...

"In this case, let the minority obey the majority." You Mengyu said softly, obviously, she didn't really want to go to that ghostly place.

"I think it's better to change places." Hermione looked at Iger hesitantly.

"I agree!" Harry and the two immediately raised their hands.

Egmo glanced at the few people silently, and then took a sip of the juice leisurely: "The Dead Sea... as the most buoyant sea area in the world, attracts hundreds of thousands of tourists from all over the world every year. Some of them are young girls."

"Of course... I think Iger's proposal is worth our consideration." Harry immediately put down his raised arms, and Ron on the side nodded quickly with his arms crossed, his face deeply approving.

Hermione: "..."

"And the reason why these girls went to the Dead Sea is because the mineral content in the Dead Sea is very high, not only salt, but also some pure natural minerals can also maintain the skin very well, and the whitening effect is very good." Aiger Qing Clearing his throat, he continued to speak calmly.

"It doesn't matter whether it's beautiful or not, the key is that I think we're still so young, it's better to experience everything." You Mengyu turned her head and looked at Hermione seriously, and Hermione couldn't help smiling when she saw her up.

Iger pouted, what about ethics?

"Why don't we think about it again?" Iger raised his eyelids.

"No, it's good, I don't want to disappoint Charlie's good intentions." Ron said boldly, as if he wasn't the one who didn't want to go just now.

Iger's eyes twitched.

heh man...

"Then it's settled, the Weasleys will gather at the Weasleys' house on the first weekend of the holiday." Iger nodded.

...

"I! Never allow it! My son and daughter turned their heads and went to another country to play again after not seeing their parents for a year!"

That night, Mrs. Granger pinched her waist and glared at Iger and Hermione who were lying on the sofa like good babies.

"Aisha is going too..." Iger looked weakly at Mrs. Granger.

"That's not okay!" Mrs. Granger was very angry.

Iger looked at Chris who was drinking coffee and reading the newspaper at the dining table as if asking for help. Chris twitched the corner of his mouth and gave Iger a helpless look.

"We can go together." Iger blinked and looked at Mrs. Granger anxiously.

Mrs. Granger snorted: "I'm not going, what's there to do, the hospital is still open every day."

"I have a lot of gold here, and I told you that you don't have to work." Iger muttered in a low voice.

"That's yours." Mrs. Granger looked at Iger righteously.

"I'm not your son..." Iger grinned.

"That's not okay either." After all, Mrs. Granger was a very principled person.

"The Dead Sea is very rich in minerals, which can beautify..." Iger muttered weakly.

Mrs. Granger froze immediately when she heard the words, and her expression became somewhat hesitant.

"Ahem..." Chris coughed inadvertently, as if reminding his wife to stick to principles.

"Of course, Romania is not only limited to the Dead Sea...their wines are also world-renowned..." Iger looked at Chris seriously.

Chris: "..."

"But we have to work to earn money..." Mrs. Granger still hesitated.

"Come on mom..." Hermione sighed, "I'm almost overflowing with gold in my vault..."

The Grangers suddenly felt short of breath, and their mother's heart ached...

After a long time, Chris said slowly, "Wine doesn't matter..."

Iger: "..."