Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

At night, in Snape's office, the boiling cauldron gave off a strange fragrance.

Snape looked at the black kitten on the ground with a cold face: "You want me to deduct points from Gryffindor, Iger?"

Iger swished up and looked at the crucible in front of him: "It's strange, today's potion doesn't taste the same as the one you used to boil, it's rare to have such a good smell..."

"A simple potion." Snape looked cold.

"How's the clone?" Iger looked at him curiously.

"The old man said that the surrogacy has been completed, and we only need to wait for ten months. It seems that Muggle things are not so stupid..." Snape said softly.

"Tsk tsk..." Iger curled his lips: "Are you going to prepare everything for the child from one year old to eleven years old? The man who is about to become a father is really scary, and he is simply insane."

"You're here to say these things are useless?" Snape looked a little annoyed, but he wasn't as gloomy as before.

"I want to learn Fiercefire Curse." Iger looked at Snape.

"In my opinion, that is scarier than the Unforgivable Curse. There is nothing that can't be burned by Fierce Fire. What are you thinking?" Snape looked at Iger with wandering eyes.

Iger felt that Snape's eyes were not as empty as before, and seemed to have some color?

"I need to destroy something. You are right. Even something that is indestructible will be afraid of Fiendfire." Iger nodded.

Snape put down the things in his hands and looked at Iger with a serious expression: "You must know that the difficulty of Fiendfyre is not summoning it but..."

"Control it?" Iger asked, looking at Snape.

"The answer is correct. Those things are not flames that are used to bake potatoes. They have a mind, and even have a simple will. The more things they burn, the more vigorous they become, and the more difficult it is to control. The high temperature , wreak havoc, and burn upon contact."

Snape said in a gloomy voice, "But since you want to learn it, according to the unbreakable vow between us, I must teach you, but before that, you must first learn a difficult spell."

"What spell?" Iger was a little nervous when he said that.

"The spell stops immediately." Snape's voice was soft, and it was rare for Iger to see him so calm.

Iger: "..."

Seeing that Iger looked like you were fucking teasing me, Snape stood up and motioned for Iger to follow him: "Don't think this is just an ordinary little spell, Curse Stop is a very diverse spell , is mainly aimed at continuous spells, although it is not a counter-spell, it is indeed a very powerful terminating spell."

"Everything!" Snape took Iger all the way to the Black Lake. The Black Lake at night was shrouded in light veils under the night and water vapor. Snape turned to look at Iger: "All sustainable spells will Terminated by it, because it is for various forms of sustainability spells, so it has a branch, and this branch has another name..."

"All curses end." Snape's voice was flat: "In short, the wand is inserted downwards into the ground to release the spell stop, which can create a layer of equivalent substances with opposite properties to limit the substances within the range."

Iger was a little lacking in interest, no matter how awesome he said, it was just a spell stop...

"Whether it's the raging Fiercefire or the dragon's breath, the torrent or any other area-wide magic, the only requirement is a lot of magic power." Snape said in a low voice, "Now, You can cast your best area of ​​effect magic on me, and I will demonstrate the spell to you."

"Sparks start a prairie fire!" Iger waved his wand in his hand, and the dots of fire fell on the ground within a radius of 100 meters, and then the sparks exploded, and there was a loud bang, and the fire that raged within 100 meters burst into the sky.

"You still can't control the magic power... A simple spell in your hands can rival Fiendfire..." Snape glanced at Iger dissatisfiedly,

Immediately, the wand plunged into the ground and shouted loudly: "All curses end!"

As Snape's wand was inserted into the ground, a trace of cracks on the ground covered a radius of tens of meters. A wall of light rose from Snape's feet and completely enveloped Iger's flames. It spewed out from the gap and pressed towards the flames in the field.

The two flames competed fiercely, and the heat wave that swept in roared and slapped on Iger's face. Iger looked at Snape with bright eyes. He was so handsome by Snape just now. Can Curse Stop be so handsome?

Snape pulled out the wand on the ground to control the flames in the field. The flames continued to squeeze and rotate, and finally completely extinguished the flames released by Iger, and then the field returned to silence again.

Snape looked at Iger panting slightly, his face gloomy: "I won't demonstrate it a second time."

"I have learned it!" Iger said excitedly, looking a little eager to try.

"This is not a spell cast by one person." Snape looked into Iger's eyes: "I'm just giving you a demonstration. In fact, this spell requires at least three wizards to cast it together in a normal state, so here In terms of the use of Dao spells, release as much of your magic power as possible."

Iger nodded and looked at Snape: "Shall we start now?"

Snape looked at Iger and stood in the distance: "The flames are raging!"

The wand in Snape's hand swiped around the top of his head and then slammed it fiercely. A tongue of flame hundreds of meters raged from the tip of the wand. In the roiling heat wave, the flames flew up and down with Snape's control.

"All curses end!" Iger followed Snape's example and inserted his wand into the ground, and then a crack crawled all over the edge of the Black Lake, completely surrounding the entire Black Lake.

Rays of light lit up, and the entire Black Lake seemed to turn into a sea of ​​light. The sacred and blazing light shot up into the sky. Iger stepped forward and pulled out his magic wand, but no flames appeared. The black lake dancing with Iger's movements The surface of the lake was tense for an instant, and the lake surface surged with huge waves, and the lake water hundreds of meters high rushed towards Snape as if covering the sky under the darkness of night.

Snape turned around, looked at the scene behind him, his face twitched violently, and then he shouted: "Stop!"

Iger turned around abruptly, waved his wand fiercely forward, and the lake became calm again.

The flame summoned by Snape had already been extinguished by the lake water that Iger inadvertently fell just now, and the ground by the lake was covered with ashes.

Snape looked at Iger in shock, his body was wet, and his greasy hair was also wet on his face.

What is this stuff? Snape looked at Iger and growled in his heart.

What the hell is this! !

"Go back to sleep!" Snape looked at Iger with murmured lips, his voice was gloomy and low.

Iger swallowed dryly, turned around and walked towards the school, his legs felt a little weak...

If it fell, maybe I would also cool down together, right? Iger thought to himself.

For a moment just now, he felt as if he was about to lose control. If Snape had yelled a little later, it would be hard to say what would have happened...

On the other side, Snape looked at the calm Black Lake with horror still on his face.

I swear it... I'll be a fucking troll if I fight him again...

"Extremely powerful and extremely beautiful." An old voice sounded, and Dumbledore stood behind Snape and looked at the Black Lake in front of him leisurely: "A spell of the palace level, isn't it?"

"He's still growing." Snape shook his head slightly, his expression dazed.

"The magical power of the Obscure is so enviable to Sev..." Dumbledore nodded.

"What the hell is that?" Snape looked at Dumbledore and couldn't help pouring out his inner doubts.

"In fact, I feel that magic power has always been connected with our soul power..." Dumbledore said his conjecture: "Although the study of soul is still elusive for wizards."

"Of course, this also has a lot to do with the child's talent. I think, if you don't count the silence in Iger's body, his magic power is almost at the level of an adult wizard." Dumbledore said calmly: "Of course , I'm talking about magic..."

"Not all children who suppress magic power will become silent ones. This also requires talent. We cannot deny that the child's talent is indeed far beyond your imagination, and he is even growing up." Dumbledore looked at Looking at the sea of ​​stars in the distance: "Among the people I have met, those who are as stunning and talented as him do not have that powerful and endless magic power, and those who have magic power do not have his amazing talent, even I have never I thought that I would meet such an unattainable younger generation in my lifetime, I cannot deny that even I would be a little jealous."

"The broom is just a small gift, and the Sorcerer's Stone is just a boost to his growth. Guess what Severus will he want next?" Dumbledore walked towards the castle calmly: "I can probably guess What I got is that a dazzling existence like a comet is about to rise, confident and calm, supported by everyone, and unstoppable..."

"Can you beat him?" Snape strode after Dumbledore.

Dumbledore gave him a strange look: "Now, of course."

"What about after that?" Snape expected Dumbledore to give him a calming answer.

Dumbledore glanced at Snape, and then said clearly, "Are you kidding me?"

Iger didn't know that Dumbledore gave him such a high evaluation, and he was walking in the castle in a hurry.

"Stop!" Filch jumped out from around the corner.

"Forget everything!" Iger waved his hand casually, and Filch froze with blank eyes. It seemed that he had basically forgotten all about the past two days...

Mrs. Norris looked at Iger curiously, and the breath from Iger made her feel a little close.

All the way back to the room, Iger took off his wet clothes and threw them beside the bed. The clothes disappeared instantly, and after a while they appeared dry and neat in Iger's closet.

Iger stared at his hands in a daze, then stared at his wand for a while. For the first time, he realized how powerful the magic power in his body was.

Perhaps Snape was right, it was time for him to practice controlling magic power...

...

It was another Potions class, and Snape took Iger to the Slytherin students again. Fortunately, Snape was not paying attention to Harry these two days, which allowed Harry to escape.

In the evening, Harry and Ron were arguing quietly, and when they saw Iger, they ran away.

"What's wrong with them?" Iger looked at Hermione in a strange way.

Hermione opened her mouth to say something, then shook her head and closed her mouth, looking a little annoyed.

Iger is used to it, and Hermione quarrels with Harry and the others every day.

As a result, Iger soon knew what happened.

Early the next morning, Hermione's eyes were red, obviously she didn't sleep well.

"Yesterday, Harry and Malfoy agreed to a duel at night. I wanted to stop them, but the fat lady didn't come back. I couldn't go back to the lounge, so I went with them." Hermione was angry like a kitten Same: "As a result, Malfoy released their pigeons. We were chased by Filch and ran all the way to a room. There was a huge three-headed dog in the room. I was almost scared to death..."

The corner of Iger's mouth twitched, and there were so many slots that I didn't know where to spit it out.

Raising his hand to touch Hermione's unkempt hair, Iger stuffed a chicken sandwich into his mouth.

Not far away, Harry and Ron were arguing about something, and turned to look at Iger.

"During Quidditch training yesterday, Malfoy was talking too much. Harry said that he would be a coward without those two followers. Malfoy laughed at Harry for only daring to hide behind you. Harry was so angry that he made an appointment with him. The duel at night." Ron looked at Iger's bulging mouth and explained with some embarrassment: "I mean... men, face is very important."

Iger was rocked by Ron's words, and Harry and Ron looked at each other, not knowing what Iger was laughing at.

Harry looked at Iger, and he vaguely felt that the things in the trapdoor under the three big dogs last night had something to do with Iger's stolen vault, but Iger's unrestrained behavior and his escapism every day made Harry a little useful He couldn't find any information, which made him feel a little discouraged.

At this time, Hermione had completely broken up with the two of them, but Harry and Ron felt that it would be better if Hermione didn't point fingers.

Harry and Ron share their thoughts on the theft of the Gringotts vault and the trapdoor.

"He's either extremely valuable or extremely dangerous," said Ron.

Harry thought for a while: "Or it's all taken up."

"We can ask Iger directly." Ron suggested.

Harry shook his head: "Iger won't tell us, if he doesn't want us to know, then we will never find out anything."

Although they guessed this way, they had no clue about the mysterious object. Without more clues, it was impossible to guess what it was.

As for Hermione, she didn't seem interested at all. According to her, Neville was there last night, but the only thing on the poor child's mind now was to get away from there.

Iger is not very interested in these, it is nothing more than Dumbledore coaxing children to break through the game...

For the next whole week, he spent the night learning how to control Diemfire with Snape, but Dumbledore would watch every night because of the danger of Diemfire.

Now Iger can basically completely control Fiendfire with a radius of several hundred meters. If the range is larger, he can only guarantee his own safety.

The other end of the Black Lake has become a large piece of black wasteland under Iger's devastation for a week. The students are talking about this matter, and they don't know what happened.

Only the Weasley brothers went to investigate at night, but they couldn't understand anything. The range of Fiendfire was too big, and the two of them didn't dare to go deep, so they could only vaguely see it from a distance. To the figures of Dumbledore, Snape and Iger.

For a moment, the figure of Iger holding a magic wand to control Fiendfyre left a deep impression on the minds of the two of them.

"It's so handsome!"

"too strong!"

This was what they said after they stopped Iger in the Gryffindor lounge one night. The two were very curious about Iger's spell.