Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

As soon as the words fell, the four warriors who had been working together just now dispersed, looking at the others warily.

"Wow wow wow wow! The offensive and defensive alliance just established seems to be broken so quickly."

In the stands, Bagman's loud voice rang out, and the students immediately yelled the names of the warriors they supported, hoping that their bets would bring the greatest benefits to themselves—in fact, regarding the life and death of the warriors, they I don't really care.

"It's really ugly to eat!" In the audience, Parkinson said sourly: "Just now someone helped her."

"This is a competition." Astoria knew who Parkinson was talking about. In fact, it was not the first time Parkinson had been sour on Hermione: "And I think Miss Granger is excellent."

Hearing Astoria's words, Parkinson immediately yelled angrily: "You want to care? You slovenly little bitch! If it wasn't for you, my Dede..."

With a bang, Astoria knocked Parkinson down with a punch.

"Er...that's disgusting... Dede..." The girl snorted, turned around and walked away Shi Shiran: "Damn, it sounds exciting..."

"That's great, come on, let me see who will be the final winner." Grindelwald grinned, and he liked the tense atmosphere, which made his adrenaline soar, as if he had returned to his youth. Like the times.

Iger spread his wings and flew in mid-air. At this time, a group of magical animals fighting in the distance had already stopped their movements with a consensus. For no other reason, they all saw Iger floating in mid-air.

"Emmm...Fantastic!" Iger happily folded his arms and landed beside the Goblet of Fire at the end of the path, looking sharply at the four people in front of him.

"It seems that you have committed a problem? Are you afraid of each other?" Iger grinned: "Oh... this is not good. To be honest, your cooperation just now really surprised me."

As he said that, Iger snapped his fingers: "Especially that toad oil bomb!"

What... what flame bomb?

The four of them looked at Iger's movements blankly, and for a while, the arena became strangely quiet.

"Young warriors! I am moved by your superb fighting qualities and the atmosphere of working together. If this is the case, let me do your last level!"

talking,

Iger stepped on the stone platform where the trophy was placed, and laughed loudly.

I do not want it…

The four of them murmured silently in their hearts.

Hell, I touched you, so why the hell are you going to kill me?

What kind of tricks is this fucker doing?

"Dumbledore! Give me an explanation!" Karkaroff looked at Dumbledore beside him with a dark face.

Dumbledore glanced at him, asking for an explanation?

Why don't you ask him for it yourself?

"Is this... an impromptu performance?" Hagrid blinked his small black beetle-like eyes in a daze.

"That's good..." Iger casually rolled up his sleeves and looked at the watch on his wrist: "One minute, if you haven't fallen down, the trophy will be yours."

That doesn't sound like fun at all!

The four of them were going crazy, beside Hermione, Fleur kept poking Hermione's arm, pouted in Iger's direction.

"Don't hate me!" Hermione looked back at her angrily.

"That's your boyfriend! He interfered in the game! He shouldn't interfere in the game! This is against the rules!" Fu Rong suddenly yelled hysterically, and the high-intensity escape for more than an hour had caused her spirit to almost collapse : "Anyone from any school! No one in any form! should interfere with the competition!"

"Yeah, you also said that he is human!" Hermione looked at her angrily: "But he is not human!"

Furong: "..."

Fuck, what you said is so reasonable that I am speechless...

"Strictly speaking, Iger should be regarded as a magical animal. Since it is stipulated that he cannot participate in the competition, it is reasonable for him to appear here. It is true that he is an on-field referee, but no one said that he can only be a referee." Hermione Sniffing, the voice sounded full of grievances: "What's more, the bonuses for the four of us are all paid by him..."

"That's the point, girl..." Jiang Xuanzhong beeped softly.

"Shut! up! I say shut up!" Hermione also seemed a little crazy, and Iger stood and didn't fight back and let her hold her wand for more than a week. Her greatest achievement was just pulling Iger's tail. God knows how desperate Hermione is right now.

"You have to have the determination to kill me, otherwise you won't be able to stand in the end." Iger said at the right time.

Jiang Xuanzhong murmured numbly: "Buddha, did you hear my prayer, Buddha?"

Anyone who has experienced the first level knows how terrifying Iger is. If they haven't seen it, maybe they still have a little fighting spirit.

But after actually seeing the scene of playing with a fire dragon as a chicken, no one can stand calmly in front of Iger and talk about fighting.

In that case there will be no consequences other than dancing...

"Of course..." Iger muttered slowly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the eyes of the four people in front of him suddenly lit up, thinking that there was a turning point.

Iger looked at several people with a smile, that smile was warm and kind: "I will also fight with the mentality of killing you."

You might as well not say it!

"Then now..." Iger pulled out a golden staff from his arms, and slammed it heavily on the ground. The moment the golden staff fell, all the thorn walls used for competitions in the Forbidden Forest collapsed with a bang, and the golden staff collapsed. The red flames flew towards the surroundings along the ground, drew a circle within a few hundred square meters around with a whirring sound, and drove back a large group of curious onlookers.

"It's still too late to quit now." Iger narrowed his eyes, with a hint of warning in his tone.

Hermione swallowed, and tightened her wand tightly.

"No...you can't do this, this is a competition." Fu Rong looked at Iger with a pale face.

"Yeah, didn't anyone tell you? People often die in competitions." Iger said lightly.

"But that's an uncontrollable factor!" Jiang Xuanzhong hurriedly explained, for fear that Iger might have misunderstood something.

"Yeah." There was a trace of flame at the corner of Iger's mouth: "I can't control it..."

Jiang Xuanzhong: "..."

"So..." Iger looked at the hands on his wrist: "Is no one quit? Okay~"

None of the four spoke, but took a step back cautiously, and clenched the wands in their hands in unison.

"Now, it's started!" Iger's voice fell, and the figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.

In the next second, a monstrous golden sea of ​​flames swept towards the four of them along the position where Iger had just disappeared. The four of them were instantly engulfed by the golden flames just as they raised their wands.

There was a burst of screams from the stands, and Dumbledore happily looked at the screen in front of him and laughed.

"Beep beep!" The whistle sounded, and Iger stood in front of the four people who were knocked to the ground by the flames and blew the whistle with a smile: "Congratulations, you have all passed the last level~ I announce that the four of you emmm, Tied for first place~”

"???"

what's the situation?