Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

When Iger took Hermione all the way to the entrance of the auditorium, the noisy crowd seemed to be silenced like a mute button in the dark.

All the students looked at the radiant Hermione in astonishment, and realized for the first time that the humble little girl next to Iger was so beautiful!

"Oh my God, she's so beautiful..." Parvati stared blankly at Hermione in a long black dress.

"Iger is so lucky..." Ron muttered a little sourly.

"Don't say that." Ginny frowned and glanced at Ron: "Iger was the only one who discovered her beauty, and Iger was with her when everyone didn't pay attention to her, so she should be Iger of."

Everyone was watching the two slowly walking down the stairs, and Krum's already gloomy face looked even gloomy.

Fu Rong looked at the two arrogantly, and seemed to want to say something, but she didn't pick out any faults.

The Gryffindor boys looked annoyed, regretting why they hadn't discovered the beauty around them earlier.

But just thinking about it, no one really dares to rob Iger for his wife...

Unlike the surprised boys, the girls all looked at Hermione with undisguised suspicion, especially those girls who had a crush on Iger, their hateful eyes almost separated them like.

Astoria held Malfoy's arm, looked at Hermione and smiled: "You are so beautiful, Miss Granger."

"Thank you, and you too." The smile on Hermione's face seemed almost uncontrollable.

"To be honest, if it wasn't for Hermione standing next to Iger, I might not have recognized it just now..." Harry turned his head to look at Ron in a daze.

"Yeah, the change is a bit big." Ron looked almost envious.

"Indeed." Dean nodded: "Iger said that the most beautiful female voice in the whole school year may really be fine..."

Before people could continue to be surprised, the door of the auditorium opened, and all the students filed in. Professor McGonagall greeted the warriors to line up two by two, and followed her in, all the way to the front of the auditorium. At the big round table, the people around immediately applauded enthusiastically.

"today,

I'm here as a Warrior's Companion. "Iger muttered in a low voice: "Finally let me be a good boy for a while. "

Hermione beside her heard the words and laughed softly. It seemed that Iger's words satisfied her vanity.

Beside the round table, Aisha was wearing a red dress that made her look gorgeous and dazzling, watching the two chuckling.

The surrounding walls were covered with glittering silver frost, the ceiling was a starry night sky, and there were hundreds of garlands of parasites and ivy.

The long tables of the four colleges in the auditorium were gone, replaced by more than a hundred small tables lit with lanterns, each with a dozen or so people sitting.

Different from the movie, the real Christmas dinner is to eat first, and then dance after eating. Iger thinks this is very good, and it fits Iger's style.

Next to Iger, Hermione took his arm and walked slowly all the way to the seat of the guest of honor.

Dumbledore smiled happily, while Karkaroff had a smirk on his face. When he saw Beauxbaton's partner next to Krum, the expression on his face was not very good...

Madame Maxime was wearing a lavender flowing long dress, but Iger felt that such a plain dress did not look suitable for her. He thought that a moleskin coat might work better.

Mr. Zou's attire is very eye-catching. He is wearing a decent Chinese tunic suit!

That's right, it's the kind Xie Wendong likes to wear...

The only thing that makes Iger feel inconsistent is that the Taoist bun hairstyle on the old man's head doesn't seem to match the Chinese tunic suit...

But Iger thinks it's okay, at least the old man didn't wear the usual white robe, didn't he?

In front of Iger, next to Jiang Xuanzhong is an oriental girl who is also a student of Kunlun Hall. One step ahead, Fu Rong invited Roger Davis as her dance partner. From the expressions of Davis and Fu Rong From the looks of it, this guy should have been treated by Furong as a temporary backup.

Is it really good to treat One Piece like this?

Although Iger didn't quite understand how this mentally retarded senior Quidditch player was assigned to Ravenclaw, who was known for his intelligence, but this didn't affect Iger's disdain for him.

When everyone took their seats on the round table, Dumbledore looked at a small menu in front of him and said softly: "Pork chops!"

At the same time, a pork chop suddenly appeared on the plate in front of him.

Just for this high-end ordering method, Iger knew that the elves were busy...

He didn't like Dumbledore making his elves too tired, so he looked at the menu and muttered leisurely: "Give me a pig!"

Puff.

On the plate in front of Iger, there was another clean-washed little piglet, and he looked at Iger with a whimper.

Dumbledore: "..."

Professor McGonagall: "..."

The movements of the people who were imitating Dumbledore suddenly froze, and there was a strange silence in the air.

Can you still... so little?

Wisely ignoring Iger, the people around the round table started chatting with those around them, Krum introduced Beauxbaton to the girl beside him, Jiang Xuanzhong and the girl beside him tasted the food quietly, lightly Smiling and whispering, Furong and One Piece complained about the outdated decoration style of Hogwarts.

"It's nothing." She looked at the star-studded walls around the auditorium, and said contemptuously, "In Beauxbatons, our auditorium is filled with ice sculptures at Christmas time, of course, they won't melt... just Like giant diamond statues shining in the auditorium, the food is top notch, we have a choir of nymphs who serenade us while we eat, and we don't have these ugly armors around the walls at all... "

"Yes, after all, these armors are part of Hogwarts' defense system, and not everywhere can have them."

Before Fu Rong could finish speaking, Iger directly yelled.

Whose castle is it? How is my father?

Do you complain about the decoration of other people's homes in other people's homes?

"And Hogwarts is not old-fashioned. You know, not every place can have the historical background of Hogwarts." Iger said leisurely with the little piglet in his arms: "The history of Hogwarts For thousands of years, its existence itself is the meaning of its existence, and the superficial idea of ​​purely pursuing beauty is not suitable for Hogwarts."

Fu Rong blushed, not from embarrassment, but from anger.

Professor McGonagall severely interrupted Iger's words, but judging from her eyes, she should be quite satisfied with Iger's words, and even Dumbledore was smiling.

Fleur turned her head to look at Madam Maxim, and found that her principal was flirting with Hagrid at the next table, and had no time to pay attention to herself.

Furong feels so tired, the principal has betrayed...