Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

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Iger was about to close the door with a blank expression...

I thought it was something tall, but it turned out to be a door key connected to the living room of Cain's house.

Who will believe it?

"Hey! Don't rush away~" A slender hand on the other side of the door held the door: "Come in and sit down?"

After a while, Cain sat on the chair with a smile and looked at the two Igers in front of him: "I'm really sorry, I don't always come here, if there is any negligence, please forgive me."

"No... no negligence..." Hermione's eyelids twitched as she looked at the wide variety of food on the long table in front of her: "It's a bit extravagant..."

"Not extravagant, not extravagant." Cain waved his hand.

Iger is not surprised. Compared with Cain, the dinner party at his house is richer. Those who don’t know think it’s a banquet...

"Mammon will be very happy to know that you are back. Shall I tell them?" Cain looked at Iger.

"Forget it... another day..." Iger said with a smile.

If I let my parents know that I'm back, I don't think I can let myself go back if I don't stay here for a while...

"These ingredients...many have never been seen before..." Hermione looked at the dishes on the plate in surprise.

"This is the dragon liver of the fire dragon." Cain looked like you really know the goods, and pointed to the plate in front of Hermione: "It is the dragon liver of a poisonous dragon. Because of its high toxicity, their liver and gallbladder have very strong It has powerful detoxification function and tastes very good.”

Hermione: "..."

Although it's a bit unbelievable, it's still acceptable, after all, Iger has also killed dragons, and she has eaten dragon meat...

"Is it also made by house-elves?" Hermione seemed to have thought of something, and she was in a bad mood.

"No, no, no... We don't like that here." Cain waved his hand: "It was made by the succubus girls."

Hermione turned her head to look at Iger when she heard the words: "It's really great here!"

Iger: "..."

I'm afraid you don't know the place of the devil in hell,

Know and you will find out...

Sometimes the conditions here are worse than slavery...

House-elves are domesticated mad worshiping wizards, and in hell, all races are in that state of house-elves, not so exaggerated, but not far off...

The little maid Bella dared to drag her to provoke a magic dragon that just gave birth because she said a word. The key is that the magic dragon really gave her a dragon cub!

If someone just gave birth, and the neighbor came to my door and said they would keep your child as a pet for two days, wouldn't they beat the other person's brains out?

Hell is a blissful place, yes, but only for the devils...

As for other creatures, there is actually not much difference between hell and the human world, the same law of the jungle, the same existence of war.

Even the wars in hell are more brutal due to the various races that are very different.

Not to mention the souls of those wicked people who have gone to hell, as the snacks and labor of the devils, this is hell!

What is the undead army under his mother Froserbina used for? For war of course!

With whom?

Anyone can!

Why war?

Because Lord Devil thinks it's fun!

Lord Devil likes to train and play, so there are millions of undead legions!

Just for fun!

And the most frightening thing is that none of the races stood up and raised their arms and planned to resist, and even cooperated silently.

Because they cooperated, they fought a war.

If you don't cooperate, just like the little maid Bella said, any adult devil has the ability to easily destroy all other races...

Devils won't do that, but other races don't dare to bet on the benevolence of devils, and they even look at this race with incomparable respect and love!

Iger doesn't care about these things. The world is like this, but Iger is suddenly worried. If Hermione really finds out about this kind of thing, will she not want to stay here?

Or is it a dead-brained desire to change this status quo? Making devils law-abiding citizens?

I guess I can't stand it...

Of course, this is also how Iger viewed things as a beneficiary. If he was on the opposite side, he would not come to such a place if he was killed...

After a meal at Cain's house, Iger took Hermione and left.

Iger didn't choose to go back to the human world directly, but planned to take Hermione around in hell, take a look, and let her decide whether to come here.

Wherever the two went, whether it was the city lord of the city-state or the leader of the tribe, they were all respected and received them with the highest standards.

The green-skinned sickle demons, who were three meters tall, fasted for two days in order to express their respect for Iger.

Just because I was afraid that Iger would think that the way they ate was disgusting.

In fact, it's really disgusting. The scythe demons drink blood like hair, and they don't have any idea of ​​cooking.

Peeling, probably their highest respect for things...

The tauren city lord picked off his most beloved flowers that he had raised for several years, and placed them on Hermione's dinner plate as an ornament.

Wherever he passed along the way, Iger really understood what is the power of the family, and he is happy with you!

"Is this the real hell?" Hermione said slightly with emotion.

"Yeah, it's actually no different from the human world, except that the devils are too powerful to make all races daunting, even though I'm just a newborn among the devils." Iger looked at Hermione with some concern: "Will you don't feel..."

"Are you worried that I don't like it here?" Hermione looked at Iger amusedly.

"Yeah, after all, according to your routine, coming here should liberate the whole world..." Iger laughed: "Inciting the people to actively resist the ruling class of the devils, to fight against the devil's imperialism..."

"Is this how I look in your eyes?" Hermione immediately pinched Iger in embarrassment, her face flushed a little: "Although I am indeed a bit stubborn...in some respects."

"But I also know what is realistic and what is not." Hermione shook her head: "Besides, the elves are sad because they have no freedom and self-consciousness, and they are still different from these races."

"And the most important point..." Hermione took a deep breath and muttered with a flushed face, "Where are you...I am right there."

"No, no, no...you are in my heart." Iger hurriedly offered a flattery.

Hermione's face turned even redder, and she gave Iger a blank look in embarrassment: "For the sake of being so talkative, I don't care about the succubus maid."

"Really?" Iger's eyes lit up.

"I mean don't care about having a maid in your house, don't think about anything else!" Hermione snorted, turned and walked away.

Iger grinned, and his smile gradually changed.

Everything between lovers is negotiable. We communicate with each other and understand each other.

Iger felt that he would be able to sleep with Hermione and understand his...

I'm quite confident...