Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

"Ron and I made an appointment to go to Diagon Alley on Wednesday, Harry... It seems that the Dursleys will not go." Iger looked at the letter in his hand and said.

"I don't like them very much..." Hedwig's cooing voice seemed to agree with Iger's words.

"I think, at least it should be better now?" Iger looked at Hedwig curiously.

"Barely..." Hedwig groaned, picking up a small biscuit: "Every time I deliver a letter, they look at me very strangely, that woman asks me to buy potions for her every day... But look Looks pretty talented…”

"Maybe it's because of the frequent cooking?" Iger muttered, while Hermione was stunned.

"Maybe..." Hedwig turned her head.

Compared with Lark who often shows off and laughs, Hedwig undoubtedly looks a lot colder and is not very close to other people, but her attitude towards Iger who bought her in the first place is much better.

Soon, early on Wednesday morning, Granger and his wife tidied up, and hurriedly urged the sleepy-eyed Iger and the others.

"It's only eight o'clock..." Iger groaned and ate his breakfast, and Kaka hurriedly combed Iger's hair behind him.

After Hermione cleaned up, she looked at Iger's soft blond hair, then at her own fluffy hair, and sighed a little annoyed. This scene was captured by Mrs. Granger. Mrs. Granger looked at her daughter He laughed silently.

After a long while, Iger showed up at the door of the Leaky Cauldron with his family, and Aisha was walking with them. Aisha was wearing a long dress, sexy and hot, holding a cigarette from the Muggle world between her fingers, happily Hermione was very annoyed by holding Iger's shoulder.

Soon, the group met Harry at the Leaky Cauldron.

"Hey, Iger, Hermione!" Harry beckoned to the two excitedly, and then walked towards the two of them, bypassing the magic teapot with automatic refills: "How are you doing?"

"Emmm... It feels so good to be with Hermione every day..." Iger fiddled with Bai Nen's hands, and blinked at Harry slyly. Beside Iger, Hermione's face suddenly turned red, and she wanted to say What words also swallowed into the stomach.

Harry watched the Grangers and Elsa greeted excitedly.

"Long time no see, Harry!" Aisha stepped forward to hug Harry.

A few minutes later, Aisha and the Granger family were sitting at the long table drinking coffee and chatting. Iger knew what they were talking about, about Anastasia. Now thinking about it, Iger still finds it incredible that he has become The boy's godfather!

Perhaps Snape didn't want Hermione to see him as a loving father, but he seldom visited the children during this holiday, and Leia and Mrs. Granger had always been in the care.

"A glass of squeaky smile..." Iger and Harry were sitting in front of the bar, and Iger whispered to Old Tom.

Squeaky Smile is a low-alcohol juice wine that makes a weird laugh every time you take a sip. It is an old brand cocktail that has lasted for hundreds of years in the wizarding world.

"Hermione will definitely be angry. She hates you for drinking secretly..." Harry looked in the direction of the Grangers, and Hermione was holding a book and staring at it.

"What do you want?" Iger turned to look at Harry.

"Butter beer, thank you..." Harry looked at Iger's disdainful eyes and smacked his lips: "At least I don't have such a big reaction after drinking this..."

"But the butter beer is really delicious. It's sweet and tastes like barley. It's much better than Muggle beer." Iger whispered.

"Iger, why do you like drinking so much?" Harry looked at Iger with some doubts: "I found out you were drinking secretly last school year."

"Maybe it's because I was weak and sick in my previous life, and I want to experience more in this life." Iger said with a smile.

Harry thought he was joking,

He didn't take it seriously at all, and then he seemed to remember something: "By the way, I read in the Daily Prophet that you are now the master of Hogwarts? So we can go on night tours at will?"

"Unfortunately, no, I only own the ownership, and the management right is still with Dumbledore, and the castle is provided to the school for free, which is not special to me at all." Iger shook his head: "But there are some things I still have What can be decided is who can stay and who can't stay on my site, and according to the wizard law, when outlaws break into your home, you can shoot them dead... So, you know?"

"That is to say... Do you want to keep some people? Or do you want to kill some people?" Harry looked at Iger suspiciously: "Who is worthy of you?"

"The wind and rain are coming, I just don't want a group of idiots to hold me back in the autumn of right and wrong." Iger said inexplicable words, which made Harry look puzzled.

"I don't quite understand, Iger, what do you mean, is there going to be danger?" Harry looked at Iger suspiciously.

Iger took a sip of the cocktail handed by Old Tom, then gave a squeaky laugh and smacked his lips. Iger shook his head: "Don't worry, it seems that it's still early."

"I'm thinking about another thing now..." Iger narrowed his eyes and kept thinking.

Do you want to capture Peter Pettigrew directly? Clearing up Sirius Black's crimes seems like a good idea, but who's going to revive Voldemort?

If Peter Pettigrew escapes early, will Voldemort be resurrected early? Will there be any other deviations by then?

Iger is a little helpless, this is a mess... If Harry is not a horcrux, he will find all the horcruxes and destroy them, and then go to Albania to capture Voldemort's remnant soul and play...

Speaking of which, as the second-generation Dark Lord, he turned himself into an inhuman and ghost-like person. If he can be abolished and captured for people to watch, he should be able to earn a lot of money, right?

Iger shook his head, and hurriedly stopped his thoughts that were getting more and more deviated.

"Harry! Iger!" A somewhat excited voice came, and Ron rushed over with a head of red hair: "You guys are really early!"

"Hi~ Boss Iger~"

"haven't seen you for a long time!"

When the voices of Fred and George came, Iger turned his head, and the two were looking at him with a smile.

"I'm still wondering why you didn't press the mark." Iger looked at the two in surprise.

"The imprint was discovered by my mother..."

"Mom asked eagerly..."

"We'll tell you the truth..."

"Mom said it's not okay..."

"Underage cannot cast spells..."

"We are also very helpless..."

The two sang and talked together, and spread their hands in unison, and Iger couldn't help grinning.

"You still say!" Ron looked at the two angrily: "What kind of organization are you? Why don't I know?"

"The organization is called Dandantang." Fred raised his eyebrows.

"Iger is the leader of the organization." George said with a smile.

"This name sounds really funny, are you a funny organization?" Ron asked bitterly.

"We are a highly skilled defense organization against the dark arts. According to the spells taught by Iger, we might all be Aurors." Fred took a sip from the cup in front of Iger, and then let out a cheesy laugh .

"Cool..." Ron looked at Iger eagerly: "How about taking me one?"

"It's not good." Before Iger could speak, the twins said in unison.

"I'm your younger brother." Ron said displeased.

"That's even worse..." They all said in unison again.

Not far away, the Weasley family was greeting the Granger family cordially. Iger and the others quickly divided up the drinks on the stage. Iger ran over to say hello to the Weasleys.

"Iger Morrissey." Mr. Weasley looked at Iger seriously, and then smiled: "Nice to meet you, the topic about you in the Ministry has been very hot recently."

"Oh dear, my sons in my family have been talking about you since they got home, and Charlie asked me to say hello and thank you for the wands you bought him, he broke two wands before that ..." Mrs. Weasley hugged Iger affectionately, and Iger grinned.

I have to say that the Weasleys are really kind and make people feel like a spring breeze, at least it gives Iger a good sense.

Iger looked at the red-haired little girl behind Mrs. Weasley, then silently stepped back and stood beside Harry, muttering, "I bet a thousand Galleons, that girl will be your wife in the future..."

"I don't bet..." Harry grinned, "I lose every time...and...she's beautiful..."

Iger gave Harry a weird look, was he being led astray by himself?

"What about me?" Ron leaned over in a low voice, and gave Harry an unfriendly look: "Who is my wife?"

"Er..." Iger smacked his lips: "Lavender Brown..."

"My God..." Ron was a little dazed: "That little round face?"

Iger nodded affirmatively, and Ron looked at Iger: "Iger, do you have the talent of a prophet?"

No, I have a talent for fooling around... I grew up watching Zhao Benshan's sketches...

Iger grinned, noncommittal.

A few minutes later, a group of people came to Diagon Alley. Since Mrs. Weasley had already withdrawn the money, Iger and Harry went to Gringotts to withdraw the money. They happened to meet Malfoy and his son on the way. With Iger around, Draco didn't have any conflicts with Harry...

"I thought you would ask Draco to come to Diagon Alley together, Iger." Lucius didn't seem so happy from the look on his face.

"That means they have to fight by my side all day." Iger shook his head helplessly.

Lucius glanced at Draco and Harry who were disgusted with each other, then looked at Iger and smiled: "I think you're right..."

Since I happened to meet the two of Iger, Lucius proposed to go to Lihen Bookstore to buy books for the new semester together, and Iger nodded and agreed.

"Iger, I really don't like the Malfoys..." Harry whispered next to Iger.

Iger smiled, noncommittal, and then muttered in a low voice: "That Draco just wants to make friends with you. Although his personality is really not very good, like a spoiled child, but his nature is not bad."

Harry froze for a moment, a little surprised by Iger's evaluation, and then said nothing more.

Not far behind, Malfoy and his son, Draco leaned towards his father and muttered in a low voice: "Father, I don't understand why Iger wants to get so close to that Harry Potter."

"When everyone likes someone, it would be unwise for you to act like you don't like him." Lucius said softly, then glanced at his son next to him: "You have to follow Iger The footsteps of... don't guess what those who are far stronger than you are thinking, it is very dangerous."

Because of the impact that Iger had brought to the Malfoy family before, it really made Lucius think about a lot of things. At least in Lucius' heart, no matter whether the Dark Lord will come back or not, so far, he has a good relationship with Iger It was his only choice, and people born in Slytherin always had a scale in their hearts.

It was very embarrassing for the Malfoys and the Weasleys to meet, and when Lucius saw the Grangers, his eyes wandered strangely.

"They are my adoptive parents. They are a very kind couple. What do you think, Mr. Malfoy?" Iger raised his mouth slightly.

"Of course, I think it should be so." Lucius forced a smile, he really didn't dare to say anything disrespectful.

After all, being beaten up in Diagon Alley by a kid who just graduated from the first grade is really a disgrace to the Malfoy family.

But with Mr. Weasley, Lucius was not so reserved. The faces of the two immediately darkened when they saw each other. It seemed that they both wanted to say something, but they didn't say anything.

At this time, the Lihen Bookstore was bustling with people, and a large group of witches in their 30s and 40s were queuing up for Lockhart's book signing. Draco hurriedly pulled out the books he needed from the crowd, and hurriedly handed them over. After paying, Lucius smiled at Iger, greeted Iger, and hurried away with Draco.

"He looks like he is afraid of you?" Mr. Weasley put his arms around Iger's shoulder and smiled: "But I hope you can stay away from their family, that family is not a good person, I really hope to catch you Their handle!"

Iger smiled and said nothing.

"I thought Hermione would be so fascinated by Lockhart, but I didn't expect to be so calm?" Outside the crowd, Harry looked at Iger and Ron curiously and asked, "After all, you all know that she likes reading so much." ..."

"But I don't like reading a thief's book!" Hermione said a little annoyed when she heard the words, and then whispered: "Iger told me that the only magic that Lockhart is good at is forgetting everything. He inquired about it from a wizard who had experienced it, and then he would send it to the other party and forget it."

"Don't let mom know..." Ron said bitterly, "She adores him..."

Several people laughed immediately when they heard the words.

"Get out of the way!" As soon as some rough voices sounded, a short wizard shouted at several people: "This is for the Daily Prophet!"

"It's amazing..." Ron muttered dissatisfiedly, rubbing the sore instep of the man's footsteps.

Lockhart heard it in front of him, raised his head to look this way, and then looked excitedly: "Isn't this Harry Potter? And Egg Morrissey?"

The crowd gave way and whispered excitedly. Harry looked at Lockhart who was rushing forward with a blank face, and then heard a "snap" beside him, and Iger dragged Hermione to Apparate... …

Harry was suddenly sad, he was held by Lockhart's shoulders and couldn't move, and the audience suddenly burst into applause.

"Although Iger may be in a hurry." Lockhart showed no embarrassment on his face. He held Harry's hand and asked the photographer to take a picture. The short wizard frantically pressed the shutter, and bursts of smoke filled the Lihen Bookstore. .

Beside the handrail on the second floor, Hermione laughed and looked down at Harry, who was dragged to him by Lockhart, who looked confused, then turned to look at Iger: "Fortunately, you run fast..."

Iger smacked his lips: "I want to run with him, but there must be someone to attract the firepower, right?"

Downstairs, Lockhart tugged at Harry with his big white teeth shining: "You have a beautiful smile, Harry, the two of us can be on the front page."