Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

A few minutes later, in the Malfoy family's old castle, in an extremely luxurious but simple and elegant reception room, Egger nestled on a large soft sofa and squinted his eyes, his slender wand was caught by his pouting lips. Arch under the nose.

The intuition brought by Felicia told him to wait for the other party to speak first...

Hermione timidly sat on the sofa next to Iger, and she had no doubt that if Iger hadn't been sitting here, she would probably have been killed by the Malfoys.

And just now Iger violently and unreasonably slapped a melon on the head, and Hermione is still terrified in her heart.

"Outstanding boy..." Lucius sat on a luxurious crimson sofa and smiled awkwardly at Iger, forcing a smile on his pale face like Draco's: " Draco has told us many times, about your excellence, Iger, this time made our son admire you very much. Of course, he is also a little afraid. As the heir of the Malfoy family, to be honest, I don’t like it very much. See how cowardly he looks."

"I think... cowardice is also a smart way to survive in the face of your own powerlessness..." The corners of Iger's mouth curled up slightly, and his slender white fingers took the wand from his mouth: "I thought you should understand this." I have a deep understanding, Mr. Malfoy..."

Iger's voice was very soft, and he looked into Lucius' eyes with a half-smile.

The corner of Malfoy's mouth twitched, and he seemed displeased with what Iger said, but considering the murderous look of the other party when he came, Lucius nodded politely: "Of course, this is also the smart Slater. Lin's usual way of life."

"No, no, no..." Iger bit his lip lightly, and looked at Malfoy sitting next to his mother: "The real Slytherins will never lack Gryffindor-style bravery, and their nobility will not let them Yielding at the feet of others, it seems that Mr. Malfoy, you have not realized this problem until now..."

Lucius' old face suddenly became a little uncomfortable, but he still forcibly calmed down. Iger said that Avada Kedavra killed Quirrell. Although it was not widely spread, it was suppressed by Dumbledore, but in A pure-blooded family like them knows more about it.

"Of course, I have never doubted the bravery of the Malfoy family, what do you think, Ms. Narcissa?" Iger pursed his lips and smiled: "For example... when someone threatens your husband's life, I think Ms. You will definitely stand in front of your husband..."

Hearing Iger's words, the Malfoy family showed a rare natural smile. Narcissa looked at Iger with admiration, and nodded without hesitation: "Of course."

"But if Mr. Malfoy doesn't have enough status in your heart, then you can't tell..." Iger's words made several people feel a little uneasy. They felt that talking to Iger was like a roller coaster, ups and downs …

Iger glanced at Malfoy and showed him a very kind smile: "But if it were Draco, then I would definitely have no doubts about your courage, Ms. Narcissa..."

Narcissa's heart skipped a beat when she heard Iger's words, she subconsciously reached out and pulled Draco into her arms, and nodded reluctantly.

Iger looked at the appearance of the three of them, and he accepted as soon as he saw it. He hadn't reached Dumbledore's strength yet. Excessive teasing would only arouse the Malfoy family's rebellious psychology, and the gain would outweigh the loss.

"I don't quite understand, Iger." Lucius nodded with a dry smile, "What do you want to express to us?"

"I want to express a lot of things, the first thing is..." Iger looked at a snake relief on the wall, and said absent-mindedly: "Unsurprisingly, Voldemort will return in a few years."

Hearing Voldemort's name, the Malfoy family was shocked and looked at Iger in horror.

"When he came back..." Iger turned to look at Lucius: "He found that his old friend was extravagant,

Living a peaceful and happy life with peace of mind, what kind of reaction do you think that perverted killer will have? "

Lucius laughed awkwardly: "How is that possible, the Dark Lord has been dead for many years..."

"Who said he was dead?" Iger looked at Lucius in surprise: "As far as I know, that guy is hiding in a place, waiting for his loyal servants to find him..."

"Tsk tsk... so sad... is it?" Iger said with a pitiful expression: "Maybe he will let his old friends do some impossible things? So that they will die?"

Lucius' face darkened suddenly, and it seemed that Iger had said something that he didn't want to think about.

"Or occupy their luxurious mansion as a base for my return?" Iger raised his index finger and shook slightly: "These are not necessarily things."

Lucius' complexion became even uglier, and even Narcissa's complexion began to turn pale.

Narcissa wasn't a Death Eater, she didn't even have the Dark Mark on her wrist, but the problem was that her beloved husband had been a Death Eater.

"But I guess those are secondary..." Iger sneered: "For someone like Voldemort, obviously this level of revenge seems too low-level, and I guess he is very likely to assign those old men. Friend's blood to assassinate Dumbledore, if you succeed, you will earn, if you fail, you will lose..."

Narcissa's hand holding Draco's shoulder suddenly became bloodless, her joints were pale, and her lips trembled slightly on her already pale face.

"Enough!" Lucius stood up abruptly, looking at Iger with a blank expression: "I don't know if Mr. Morrises is in the mood to stay for dinner, I'll let the house elf prepare it."

Lucius started to get angry. He felt that the brat in front of him was so annoying, and his address changed from his Christian name to his last name.

"I can protect Draco Malfoy." Iger said lightly: "Even the Malfoy family... what do you think?"

Just as Lucius was about to say something, Narcissa stretched out her hand to stop him.

"It seems that there is a clear-headed person here..." Iger nodded with a smile: "This is very good..."

"We have no choice..." Narcissa took a deep breath and looked at her husband, her eyes gradually became firm: "We can't place our hope on that person's kindness..."

"Merciful?" Iger grinned: "It's really strange where you can see his kindness..."

"He's right, Lucius..." Narcissa looked very bitter.

Lucius stared blankly for a while, then slowly turned his head to look at Iger, and said in a low and unhurried voice, "What guarantee do you have?"

"I thought you guys could see my potential." Iger pouted.

"Potential and strength are two different things." Lucius said urgently.

Iger stood up and walked slowly to Lucius, raised his head and looked at him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Pull out... your wand!"

A few minutes later, in the garden behind Malfoy Manor, Lucius held a silver snake head wand and faced Iger far away.

"Bow!" Iger raised his wand, and the two bowed to each other. Then the wand pointed to the ground, walked back with their backs facing each other, and turned around at the same time after a few steps.

Lucius immediately fired a disarming spell, and Iger flicked it casually, and the red spell disappeared immediately.

Lucius kept moving, and tapped the wand in his hand quickly, and rays of light shot towards Iger. Iger waved his hand again to bounce off all the spells. After retracting the wand, he stretched out his hand and several red lights shot towards Lucius. Go, Lucius flew backwards with a bang, and the wand in his hand swirled into Iger's hand.

"Fear stems from being weak." Iger looked at the snake head wand in his hand expressionlessly. The snake head on it seemed to match his own lion head: "I don't even need a magic wand for you. Your strength is as strong as Sif's. Les is far behind, if you have the strength of Severus, I think at least Voldemort will not knead you so casually, Mr. Malfoy."

Lucius clutched his chest blankly, nodded in a trance: "You are right, I think I have reason to believe you now."

The severe pain in his chest made him wonder whether Iger gave him a weapon or a broken body...

"I think the reason why you follow Voldemort is simply because his bloodline theory in the early stage can better support your status and interests." Iger casually tossed the wand to Lucius: "However, the big family that has been passed down for nearly a thousand years, why? It will not gradually decline due to some inevitable reforms of the times, of course, the premise is that you are not the kind of pedantic fools..."

After defeating Lucius in a crushing manner, Iger was not as polite as before, but quietly looked at the Malfoy family beside him: "The change of the times is necessary, we must adapt to the times and find a life suitable for pure blood Either live in the shadow of Voldemort, trembling, hoping not to be killed by him on a whim one day."

"If you still advocate strength and hope to follow the Dark Lord, then I don't mind becoming the Dark Lord and communicating with you as the Dark Lord, but I think it must not be as harmonious as it is now... But if Mr. Malfoy If you can recognize the current situation, I can assure you that your Malfoy family will still have a place in the wizarding world in the future." Iger stepped forward to help Lucius with a smile on his lips: "What do you think, Malfoy gentlemen?"

Lucius nodded with a pale face, and followed Iger in a trance.

After a long while, in the dining room of Malfoy's house, Iger looked at this noble and elegant place with amazement, and sliced ​​a piece of steak with a knife and fork in his hand, and then gently put it in his mouth. Hermione on the side didn't look like Iger With such a good appetite, eating in this place always makes her feel very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, because of what happened just now, the Malfoy family's attitude towards Hermione was unexpectedly harmonious. In fact, since Draco discovered the extraordinary relationship between Hermione and Iger, he never said anything excessive about Hermione again. .

He was afraid that Iger would kill him...

"How does it taste, Iger?" Lucius asked, looking at Iger beside him kindly.

"It tastes good." Iger nodded: "Is this made by house elves?"

"Yes, our family's house elf." Lucius cut the steak and nodded slightly: "Although I don't know which elf made it..."

"Which one?" Iger looked at Lucius suspiciously: "There are so many?"

"Not many, in fact there are only a few." Lucius shook his head: "If you need to serve, I can give you one, Iger."

Iger nodded immediately: "Okay, can I choose?"

"Of course..." Lucius nodded, and then called into the air: "You all come here!"

A few short figures suddenly appeared in front of several people, Draco frowned, looking very dissatisfied with seeing these dirty things while eating.

Iger looked at the elves in front of him, and he found Dobby, who also had the most wounds on his body. It seemed that this freak among the elves was really not liked by the Malfoy family.

"I want this." Iger pointed to Dobby: "It looks like the little guy is quite pitiful."

"You have to be careful of Iger, this guy is a freak, he always wants to be free, so don't give them clothes." Draco whispered to Iger.

"emmm... It's no secret that I like house-elves. Professor Dumbledore knows that every night I go to the Hogwarts kitchen for supper..." Iger nodded: "If he really wants to If so, I will set him free."

Draco was a little embarrassed, he saw Hermione's angry eyes.

"From now on, Iger will be your master." Lucius pointed to Dobby and said.

Dobby nodded excitedly, and then his figure disappeared beside Iger.

"Thank you for your gift, Mr. Malfoy." Iger looked at Lucius and smiled, and then seemed to remember something: "Actually, I came here mainly for one item."

Lucius felt a sudden twitch in his heart, and he had a vague premonition.

"I wrote it for a diary." Iger smiled: "I think you know what I'm talking about..."

Lucius' face was stiff, he didn't know what to say, and he felt a little crazy in his heart, how did he know?

"I think you must have had a headache for that diary for a long time. Instead of harming an innocent life, it is better for me to help you destroy it..." Iger said with serious eyes: "In fact, something similar to that diary I basically I have already found all of them, you just need to destroy all those things, and the person you are afraid of will never come back... I think you should know what it is based on the long history of your family, so..."

Lucius thought about it for a long time, then slowly left the dining table and walked towards the stairs. After a while, he came over with a simple black diary and gently placed it beside Iger's hand.

Iger picked up the book and took a look. A few letters on the book caught his attention: Tom Riddle.

"Please... don't tell others..." Lucius smiled reluctantly, nodded his head a little stiffly, beside Iger nodded, and a flame burned in his hand, the notebook was not damaged at all, Iger smiled, this time it is true.

Then he put the notebook in his pocket, and Iger nodded to Lucius: "I assure you, you will not regret it."

"I hope so..." Lucius seemed to have regretted it...

Although he has fallen in the direction of Iger, the act of handing the notebook to Iger is already cutting off his own way out. This is very unwise for the shrewd Slytherin, although Lucius now wants to get rid of this book. The diary, but it depends on the situation even if you get rid of it. For Lucius, it is best to throw away the diary without knowing it for no reason, then be picked up by Dumbledore, and finally die with Dumbledore.

At the moment Iger put away the notebook just now, the last trace of the effect of the Felix Elixir gradually disappeared. After a while, Iger said goodbye to the Malfoy family, took Hermione's little hand and disappeared with a 'pop', Lu Xiu Si's eyebrows twitched suddenly.

Because Malfoy Manor, like Hogwarts, has been cursed to prohibit Apparition and Apparition, but it seems that it has no effect on Iger.

A few minutes later, Iger lay dizzy on the sofa in Granger's house, and Hermione looked at Iger worriedly.

"Iger, are you okay?" Hermione held Iger's hand tightly with her little hand.

"It's okay, just a little dizzy..." Iger shook his head: "It's much more comfortable than apparating from Hogwarts. Hogwarts is hundreds of kilometers away, and Malfoy's house is only so far away..."

Looking at Dobby who came back with him, Iger looked at him and smiled: "In this way, there will be no problems at Hogwarts this year, so don't meddle in your own business."

He took off the socks and threw them to Dobby. Iger looked at Dobby who was crying excitedly and smiled: "You are free, of course, if you are willing to stay with me, I will pay you some salary , how about ten Galleons per month?"

"Mr. Iger is really, really great..." Dobby said in tears, looking very excited: "But Dobby is willing to work for Mr. Iger, and Dobby only needs two Galleons."

"No, too little..." Hermione said hastily.

Dobby whimpered immediately: "Miss Granger is also a good person, you are all great wizards."

Hermione's face was flushed, and she looked very embarrassed by Dobby's words.

"Before then... you'd better clean up your dirty pillowcase." Kaka gave Dobby a strange look: "Master Iger doesn't like dirty elves, Master Iger likes Kaka like this Clean elf."

It seems that Kaka hates Dobby who needs a salary. In fact, it is the same. Dobby's weird personality has always disgusted his fellows, but Hermione likes it very much. The little girl has already liberated domestic children The initial idea of ​​the sprite was…