Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

On the other side, inside Dumbledore's office.

Dumbledore sat on the chair and looked at the image made of smoke with great interest. The image was exactly what happened in the kitchen at this time.

"It seems that our principal has found a student who is very appetizing?"

A greasy-sounding voice came, and Dumbledore raised his head. His wise eyes looked at a man in a black robe in the room. The man's long black hair made him look a bit eerie.

At this time, Snape didn't seem to be in a very clear mood. In fact, he was basically in a bad mood. Unless Harry Potter rode a broom and hit the dragon's ass, otherwise the dean would be three hundred and sixty a year. It's been that expression of eating shit for five days.

"Very nice boy, isn't it? Sif?" Dumbledore smiled: "Seriously, I really want to try this food made by Iger, it looks good, but you know, it's up I am most afraid of eating these spicy things when I am young.”

Dumbledore read it with great interest. Snape looked a little impatient. He always felt that if Dumbledore didn't fight at his age, it would be better to stay in a nursing home or a museum...

"So what do you want me to teach him?" Snape looked at Dumbledore: "An eight-year-old child, even a silent one can't learn a few spells."

Snape's meaning was obvious, he was hopeless, just wait for death.

"I think, with Moran's continuous source of magic power, it only takes a little time to learn it. I thought you had the patience." Dumbledore looked at Snape.

"In terms of patience, I think Professor Sprout's patience will be better, and Professor Flitwick is more reliable than me in terms of spells." Snape was a little impatient.

"But I need you to teach him Occlumency, at least among you, your Occlumency is the best." Dumbledore nodded.

Snape's face was black: "If they are also walking on the tip of the knife of death, their Occlumency will definitely be better than mine."

"So you agree?" Dumbledore smiled.

Snape's face darkened: "I don't have a choice, do I?"

Dumbledore spread his hands innocently: "I didn't force you, and one more thing, don't check his memory when teaching him, can you do it?"

"Then how do you want me to teach? Do you follow the script?" Snape was almost anxious. Compared with Dumbledore's argument and letting him eat with his feet, the difficulty seems to be similar.

"Take your time, we have plenty of time. At present, there are at least three years for us to prepare." Dumbledore gave Snape a meaningful look.

"Gossip..." Snape looked at Dumbledore for a while, then turned and left with a long and gruff voice.

"As far as this evaluation is concerned, I think you have a lot in common." Dumbledore said to Snape's back with a smile.

Snape froze, then quickened his pace and left.

...

"Double, double toil and trouble..."

"Fire burn, and caldron bubble..."

"Something wicked this way comes! (Something wicked this way comes!)"

Iger stood on the long kitchen table, commanding a group of elves with a wand in his hand, and a group of elves beside the table sang happily.

This song is the one that Professor Flitwick directed the students to sing in the third movie, Prisoner of Azkaban. Just now, when Iger asked who could sing, he proposed this song. It seems that everyone can sing it. After all, they have lived in Hogwarts for so many years, so there is no reason why they can't sing.

Fortunately, after Iger's toss,

The elves in front of them seemed to have lost the restraint they had at the beginning. Although they were still very humble to themselves, they looked at themselves with obvious intimacy.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Iger." Kaka bowed deeply to Iger excitedly, and Iger took him aside helplessly.

"Don't you usually do some activities?" Iger picked up a piece of hot-boiled mutton and put it in his mouth. It tasted good.

The elves looked at each other, and seemed a little surprised by Iger's words: "Our happiest activity is to serve wizards!"

"Forgive me..." Iger shook his head helplessly. He understood that it was basically useless to say anything to these stubborn ancient creatures: "Come, come, eat quickly!"

Fortunately, Iger just made such a toss, and the elves were no longer so trembling. They all sat at the table timidly and ate. Looking at their eyes, it was obvious that Iger was a good person.

While eating, Kaka burst into tears, and Iger hurried forward: "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Iger is so kind to Kaka, and the dishes he cooks are so delicious. Kaka is so touched..."

Iger shook his head speechlessly: "Hurry up and eat!"

Tossing from morning to afternoon, Iger was already starving. He was still shining shoes for guests on the streets of London in the morning, and went to the Hogwarts kitchen to cook hot pot in the afternoon...

The current time is already sunset, and occasionally an elf will go to prepare dinner for several professors. Iger suggested that they serve the hot pot to some professors, and they did, but they delivered the meal to Snape The elf in the house was obviously scolded.

Reluctantly, Iger had no choice but to comfort him again, only to stop the little elf's panic.

"Professor McGonagall said that the hot pot you made is very delicious, and he asked me to thank you!" Kaka bowed to Iger.

"Professor Sprout, too. Professor Flitwick said that although it's very delicious, he doesn't like spicy food very much..." the elf beside him said happily.

Iger shrugged, looking indifferent. In the past few years in the UK, Iger has fully realized how fucking British food is.

I love to eat fish, but the British can only fry and deep-fry, but the fish in the UK is really delicious, probably because of the sea area, the quality of the fish in the UK is better than the fish I ate in the previous life.

The most common breakfast people eat is sandwiches, ham, fried eggs, milk...

Xiaolongbao, siu mai, wonton, rice soup, tofu nao, deep-fried dough sticks, soy milk, nothing!

Iger always felt that he could make a lot of money opening a restaurant in the UK, especially in this era.

After dinner, Iger rubbed his stomach and walked in Hogwarts Castle contentedly. It was the first time he saw moving stairs. In order to prevent getting lost, Iger took Kaka with him.

There are seven secret passages recorded in the original book, but the descriptions are somewhat abstract, and there are many similar statues and floors in the castle. Iger did not find any secret passages at the first time. The only good news is Knowing that the Room of Requirement is on the eighth floor, Kaka led him to find the Room of Requirement.

Iger felt that it was very necessary for him to find the Ravenclaw crown first, not to mention destroying it, but at least put it in an absolutely safe place first. I broke in once when I was in grades, but for ordinary wizards, nothing is safer than Gringotts.

Those stingy goblins won't buy anything, not even Voldemort!

Looking at the gate slowly appearing on the wall, Iger pushed the door and walked in. The contraband that countless students have stuffed here for thousands of years formed hills. Iger didn't dare to touch those things casually, so he had to walk He stopped and looked around.

A pockmarked stone statue of a wizard, wearing a dirty worn scroll and what looks like an ancient faded crown...

Iger tried hard to recall in his heart, looking around.

Ten minutes later, Iger stopped in front of a pile of debris. In front of him was an old stone statue of a pockmarked wizard with empty eyes. Iger moved his gaze upwards and landed on the crown on top of the stone statue.

Iger felt that his breathing was a little heavy. It was one thing to know the location, but another to find it...

Gently taking off the crown, Iger carefully looked at the words on it.

"Extraordinary wisdom is the greatest wealth of human beings..." Iger read out softly: "Perfection is this thing."

Iger didn't think about wearing the crown on his head. He knew that once he put on the crown, something strange would definitely want to enter his brain.

Holding the crown, Iger left the Room of Response and let Kaka lead him to the principal's office.

"Good evening, Iger, are you here for some bedtime reading?" In the office, Dumbledore sat at the table, looking at Iger behind the half-moon lens.

"I just found something very interesting, and I'll show it to you." Iger grinned.

With that said, Iger put Ravenclaw's diadem on Dumbledore's desk, and Dumbledore looked at the diadem, his eyes slowly becoming serious.

"Extraordinary wisdom is the greatest wealth of human beings." Iger read: "Looking at your expression, I obviously found something extraordinary."

Dumbledore nodded: "Yes, it's very serious."

With that said, Dumbledore put the crown in the drawer, stood up and looked at Iger carefully, but still did not use Legilimency: "I have to say, Iger, you are more mysterious than I imagined, even though I I really want to give you a Legilimency, but my intuition tells me that I shouldn't do that."

Iger shrugged, he didn't care if Dumbledore knew his origin, so what if he knew? Can you still kill yourself?

If he did, obviously he wouldn't be Dumbledore.

It's hard to judge a person like Dumbledore as good or bad. He can use anyone, including his own life, to kill Voldemort. In fact, if necessary, even to save another person, Dumbledore would He will not spare his life, after all, he is also a real Gryffindor.

A guide who can think that love is the most powerful magic. Iger doesn't think that the other party is really a bad person. It's nothing more than being too rational in some things, and even calm and scary. Such a person will always be scary. .

He is not a good person in the pure sense, and it cannot be said that he is a bad person who is scheming. If you really want to let Iger evaluate him, Iger thinks he is a very great person.

"I'm really not worried that you will be like my student, Iger." Dumbledore looked at Iger with inquiring eyes: "But I personally think that you are a bit like a friend of mine."

Seeing Iger's puzzled eyes, Dumbledore smiled: "Compared to him, my student is just a junior who is greedy for life and afraid of death..."

Iger thought about it. Dumbledore should be talking about Grindelwald. Although Iger hadn't seen where the magical beasts were when Iger traveled through, Grindelwald's name had been seen more than once.

"Iger, what do you think of Muggles?" Dumbledore looked at Iger.

Iger didn't know what Dumbledore was thinking, but he still said: "I don't have any opinions, but compared to Muggles, the wizarding world is simply too poor..."

Iger said, and then nodded again to confirm: "Too poor!"

"But we have powerful magic!" An old man wearing a hat on the wall portrait waved his hand, obviously not recognizing Iger's words.

"Professor, have you ever heard of the atomic bomb?" Iger grinned and said, "Learn about the nuclear peace policy?"

Dumbledore nodded knowingly, obviously approving Iger's words.

"Of course, I think that although Muggle weapons are very powerful, they are not unavoidable." Iger spread his hands: "You just need to cast a confusion spell on them before they launch the nuclear bomb, and their nuclear bomb will fall on your head , and the caster just needs to Apparate again."

"I don't think war with Muggles is a good thing, but if there is a war, Muggle weapons may be very dangerous, but before the powerful mobility and endless means of wizards, the war may not have started yet, The upper echelons of Muggles are all controlled by wizards, and I think that although such high-level wizards are not common, they are definitely not rare, right?"

"Of course, at least the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic have such basic abilities. The development time of the magic world has existed since the beginning of human society." Dumbledore nodded.

"Besides, a place like Hogwarts will definitely have protective magic. Let alone a war, whether the other party can find it is another matter. Many half-blood wizards or Muggle-born wizards live in Muggle society. What might happen to start a war is unrealistic." Iger shook his head: "Wizards and Muggles can only coexist, even if wizards are destroyed, sooner or later, children with magic will appear in this world."

"The way to defeat the enemy is never to destroy the enemy, but to understand the enemy." Iger looked at Dumbledore: "Of course I will definitely not regard Muggles as enemies, because for wizards, Muggle girls are best deceived... "

Iger stood up and looked at Dumbledore and bowed slightly: "That's my point of view, then Professor, I should go back to my room to rest, good night."

Dumbledore looked at Iger approvingly and nodded slightly.

Iger seemed to remember something, and quickly said: "I think there should be more than one thing. I suggest that you collect them all and destroy them together."

Dumbledore nodded, crossed his fingers on the table and looked at Iger carefully: "Then how many do you think there should be?"

Iger grinned: "Seven is a very magical number, isn't it?"

"I think so too..." Dumbledore smiled: "Good night, then."

At night, Iger lay in the Gryffindor tower for a long time and could not sleep.

Why Gryffindor? Because Ravenclaw's bronze knocker asks such a fucking question, and unfortunately for Iger, the black raven didn't ask itself which came first, the chicken or the egg, or the fire or the phoenix, but I asked myself a very tricky question, but Iger didn't answer it...

I don't know where Hufflepuff is, and Slytherin Iger doesn't want to go yet...

Too many things happened today. First, he became silent, then he met Auror Kingsley from the Ministry of Magic, and finally he was sent to Hogwarts to be taught by the old lunatic Dumbledore to control silent However, if it hadn't been for the information explosion of the previous life, Iger felt that he might go crazy.

Although there are endless time-traveling novels, when things really happened to me, Iger realized how incredible this kind of thing is, and then Iger felt that he was thinking a little too much, and he was reborn. What would happen if he met Dumbledore? Can be surprised?

Turning over, Iger slowly fell into sleep.