Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

Iger looked at the Dursleys, and in order to prevent their annoying words from disturbing his ears, Iger casually gave the three of them a tongue-stopper.

I have to say that this spell is indeed a good choice for those noisy people.

"Hagrid, I know you're a little excited, but it might be easier for me to communicate with him." Iger flicked the wand in his hand, and the old sofa that Dudley had slept on before suddenly turned into a luxurious soft sleeper. The exquisite embroidery silently praised the progress of Iger's Transfiguration Curse.

"Harry Potter..." Iger looked at Harry and smiled: "I know you should have a lot of questions now."

Iger sat on the soft sleeper, motioned for Harry to sit down, and then took out an exquisite pocket watch from his pocket, which was a Christmas present from Mr. Granger last year.

"It's 6:30. If we're lucky, I think we can catch up with the unfinished dinner." Iger looked at Harry and smiled.

"Sorry, sir, I don't quite understand what you mean." Harry looked at Iger blankly. Iger's exquisite clothing and exquisite hairstyle made Harry feel ashamed for a while.

"First of all, I want to inform you that you have been admitted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Here is your admission letter." Iger took out an envelope from his pocket and stuffed it into Harry's hand.

Harry took a look, and looked at Iger in disbelief: "I'm sorry, sir, I wonder if you made a mistake...how can I..."

"How could it be a wizard? Right?" Iger laughed: "I still want to go back for dinner, so I'll make a long story short, Harry."

"Your parents are wizards, James Potter and Lily Potter. Eleven years ago there was a crazy dark wizard who wanted to rule the wizarding world. Although he was kind of fucking funny, he really caused people There must be panic, your parents are one of the members who blocked him, Harry." Iger said as concisely as possible: "When he killed your parents, your parents gave you the most powerful protection, which caused him to cast a spell on you when he killed you. Bounce back, and he's out of his wits."

"Because of your mother's curse, staying with your loved ones will make you extra safe, and you don't have to worry about being hurt by people with ulterior motives, so that's why your life is so bad, and we didn't come to you The reason, in fact, I have seen you several times before this." Iger smiled, watching Harry who was still consuming brain cells to understand his words, and continued: "As for why this family hates you, that The big fat man is afraid, of course, the reason why he wants to protect his wife and children is not excluded, after all, the reason why you appeared in the first place made them more afraid, although they are Muggles, but they are not as stupid as they seem."

Vernon's face was flushed red, and he wanted to say something but couldn't, while Hagrid was still staring at him.

"As for that aunt of yours, she is your mother's older sister, because at the beginning your mother had magical talent but she didn't, she was always jealous of your mother, and later returned it to Professor Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts I wrote a letter, hoping to enter school, but obviously not everyone can learn magic, so because of the jealousy of your mother, this feeling has been transferred to you, don't look at her hating magic, in fact I wish I could touch those magical things from the bottom of my heart.”

Hearing Iger's words, Vernon looked at his wife in disbelief, and Petunia lowered her head tremblingly as if her mind had been broken.

Iger looked at Harry and laughed, and motioned Harry to ask if he had anything to ask.

"I...I still can't believe it." Harry's green eyes looked at Iger: "Could I make a mistake?"

"Trust me, I can't make any mistakes. Hogwarts admission letters have not had any problems since thousands of years." Iger nodded and looked at Harry: "I don't think there will be any problems with my feelings.

I can feel the magic in you. "

Looking at the timid Harry, Iger shook his head: "You are a Parseltongue, right? You can talk to snakes."

Hagrid shuddered and looked at Harry in disbelief.

Iger shrugged: "Actually, I can too. Sometimes when you are emotional, some strange things happen, right? Like the glass in the zoo?"

Iger looked at Harry with a smile, and it was obvious that Harry had thought of something.

"This damn place is really cold..." Iger waved his hand, and a flame blazed in the fireplace beside him: "So now, would you like to go to Hogwarts with us? Don't worry about the tuition, your parents Left you a great inheritance, a mountain of gold."

As soon as they heard the gold, Vernon and Petunia's eyes flashed with eagerness, and then they looked at Hagrid, who was staring at him and others, and his face collapsed.

"I know you have had a hard time these years." Iger stood up and looked at Harry indifferently: "Do you know why they won't let you go to Hogwarts?"

Harry shook his head, and Iger laughed.

"Because of jealousy, because of fear." Iger whispered, he felt that Snape was possessed at the moment, and his acting skills were overwhelmed: "I am afraid that you will retaliate against them after you learn the spell. Melon is just too easy Harry."

Iger's voice was as deceptive as a devil whispering, and then he pointed his wand at the wall beside him, and there was a bang, and a red light smashed into the wall and flew to the sea in the distance. Tumbling, like a cannonball exploding.

"This is the power of wizards, Harry." Iger laughed, looking at the pale-faced Dursleys, slowly pointing his wand at the few of them: "Now, for you who can already enroll, they are obviously useless It's..."

Hagrid looked at Iger's appearance and hesitated to speak, then remembered Iger's previous words, but still didn't say anything, quietly watching Iger's actions.

"Your mother's spell protects you until you reach adulthood, but only if you have relatives." The smile on Iger's face was dark and evil: "Look at how they abused you all these years, Harry, I can kill you for you." Get rid of them, and then leave that young stupid pig, in terms of blood, he is also your relative, I can help you control him with potions or spells, now, the time for revenge has come."

Iger grinned and looked at the Dursleys with vicious eyes. Vernon looked at Iger in horror, frantically guarding his son and wife behind him. He wanted to say something but couldn't say anything. Iger's magic The curse was obviously not something he could break.

"Do you know what I hate the most, Harry?" Iger laughed: "I hate bitter and mean people the most. They are psychopathic, resentful, jealous, and all human bad qualities can be found in them. I can be very clear. Let me tell you, the Dursleys are such people, even if they die, they are not worthy of sympathy, and with my level of spellcasting, no one will know that we did it, they will die silently, and then be drowned by sea water engulf."

Harry looked at Iger holding his wand in horror, obviously terrified, then as if thinking of something, he hurried to the Dursleys, opened his arms to protect them, looked at Iger and shook his head .

"Don't kill them, please..." Harry felt terrified, he didn't know what he was doing.

The Dursleys shrank together in panic, looking at Harry standing in front of them with complicated expressions.

The Dursleys are so annoying, let them die...

In his heart, a voice kept bewitching himself, and Harry shook his head.

Think about it, how much better have you been than a beast for all the years they have treated you? Still bewitched by the sound, Harry shook his head, trying to get the sound out of his mind.

Harry felt weak for a while, and the cold sweat continued to break out, and the tip of Iger's staff gave him a great deterrent.

"Give me a reason, Harry." Iger said coldly, "Don't you hate them? You should have had a happy childhood, but because of their selfishness, jealousy, and greed, they made your life worse than a dog."

"But they... gave me a bite of food after all, didn't they..." Harry looked at Iger in rough clothes, and forced himself to calm down: "I mean... I don't know how to say it, but you understand..."

Iger stared at Harry for a while, then slowly put down his wand: "After passing this village, there is no such shop."

"Although they are... not that friendly to me..." Harry swallowed, and nodded seriously: "But I don't think they should..."

Looking at Harry who hesitated to speak, Iger nodded, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Now, Iger feels that there is a reason for Harry to be the protagonist.

"And isn't there a world more suitable for me? I can go with you, right?" Harry looked at Iger expectantly.

"Of course, you will have an outstanding achievement." Iger laughed: "In fact, I don't really want to kill them, although it is true that I hate them."

With a wave of the wand in Iger's hand, the Dursleys suddenly felt their tongue come off the roof of their mouth.

Vernon grabbed Harry's shoulders, his face flushed, and he struggled for a long time before saying, "Don't go, it's dangerous."

"If you really have the heart, I think the past eleven years may allow him to live a better life..." Iger looked at the Dursleys suspiciously: "What's the use of talking nonsense now?"

Vernon was choked by Iger's words and couldn't speak. Harry looked at Vernon and smiled. For the first time in eleven years, he felt that this family was not so annoying.

Following Iger and walking out, a voice came from behind Harry.

"Harry..." Dudley looked at Harry with some panic, and then stepped forward to give Harry a hug: "Thank you...no, I mean..."

Looking at the fat cousin in front of him, Harry suddenly felt a little strange.

"I mean, I'm sorry..." Dudley murmured, a little afraid to meet Harry's eyes.

"It's okay..." Harry laughed. "It turns out I'm not as annoying as I look, is it?"

The two looked at each other, and Dudley smiled a little embarrassedly.

"So... what about you?" Iger looked at Harry's Aunt Petunia with unkind eyes.

Petunia's eyes were in a trance, she swallowed, stepped forward and gently touched Harry's face, then looked at Iger with some horror.

She has been in contact with the magic world, and she knows that Dumbledore may not care about anything with her, but the child in front of her who looks like her own son is obviously not so easy to talk to.

"Your eyes look very similar to Lily's." Petunia looked at Harry with a complicated expression: "Forgive me...for so many years...in various senses..."

Petunia's eyes were a little red, and she stepped forward to hug Harry, her voice trembling: "I'm just too scared, Lily... and that Potter... I don't really hate them."

Harry suddenly felt a little stuck in his heart. Although the Dursleys hadn't treated him well in the past eleven years, Harry felt that he still had some affection for them after a long time.

I'm so ridiculous... obviously they treat me like that...

"I don't blame you..." Harry hugged Aunt Petunia with some self-mockery: "I think I'm really a little too weird. If you don't mind, can I come back next summer vacation?"

Petunia hugged Harry's head with a bitter face and kissed: "Of course, Christmas is fine too."

"Facts have proved that the best way to forgive others is to forgive yourself." Iger looked at the Dursleys blankly: "Don't think the magic world is weird, in fact, we are also born as human beings, and we have all the emotions and desires."

"It's unlucky, isn't it, Hagrid?" Iger looked at the wall that was blown up by himself, and with a wave of his wand, the wall was immediately repaired intact: "Let's go, I hope the party tonight is not over yet, hang on My arm, Harry."

Harry hurried forward to grab Iger's arm, and Iger led the two of them to Apparate again, and disappeared into the room with a 'snap'.

Harry's arrival once again made the Granger family lively. Both Aisha and Hermione were very curious about the boy who survived the catastrophe, and asked things from time to time.

"So, you always knew where he was?" Hermione looked at Iger with a puffy face: "My God, you let him live like that and didn't pick him up?"

"I didn't let it, Dumbledore didn't allow it." Iger spread his hands: "I have communicated with Dumbledore before, but he thinks that the previous time is not the best time to pick up Harry."

Looking at Harry, who was a little nervous, Iger waved his hand and led Harry into the room: "Change your clothes, that little fat man's clothes don't suit you very well."

As he said that, Iger took out a set of his own sportswear and handed it to Harry. The two were about the same size, and both were a little thin.

"Oh, thank you." Harry was a little embarrassed, and changed his clothes slowly. After a few minutes, Harry looked at Iger and hesitated to speak.

"Is there anything else you want to ask?" Iger looked at Harry with a half-smile.

"It's nothing, I'm just... still a little worried." Harry grinned awkwardly: "It feels unbelievable like I'm dreaming."

Iger smiled: "It's a normal reaction."

"Before at the Dursleys' house, Iger, you..." Harry looked at Iger nervously: "Do you really want to kill them?"

"Of course not. There's nothing wrong with protecting family members. They really shouldn't die. What I just said is true. I really didn't want to kill them." Iger shrugged: "But I'm just curious. How would you react to the situation, would you kill them or something."

Harry was startled: "Then if I just..."

"You will save them Harry." Iger waved his hand and interrupted Harry: "Hagrid's task is to pick you up, and my task is to improve your living conditions, and it is precisely because you will save them, That's why I did that, don't think about it, you are very kind, although sometimes you are quite impulsive as far as I observe."