Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

Early the next morning, when Iger saw Filch from afar, he felt that Filch looked much more sluggish, and he no longer looked at the students around with envy and resentment as usual. Yes, it seems that what happened last night frightened him.

But Iger didn't care about these things, and now a more important thing appeared in front of Iger.

Mrs. Granger sent a letter saying that Anastasia should go to the hospital to get vaccinated against measles. When Iger told Snape the news, Snape looked at Iger suspiciously for a long time, didn't speak, just looked around like that with...

"You don't have class today, do you?" After a long time, Snape spoke slowly and reluctantly, feeling a little depressed in his heart.

"Uh...the hospital recommends that parents take their children with them." Iger looked at Snape dryly: "How about...I will substitute for the students for you?"

"Are you a substitute?" Snape's eyes twitched for a moment: "Teach them how to make hot pot?"

"Hehe..." Iger looked at Snape with lowered eyelids: "I'll go and see for you."

After a while, in a private hospital in London, the Grangers were chatting with the doctors, who seemed to be their old acquaintances.

Iger was teasing his little goddaughter in his arms, and the little guy in his arms was giggling, while Leah looked at Anastasia's little face with a mother's love on her face.

"Are you here to vaccinate this child?" A female doctor smiled and looked at the little doll in Iger's arms.

"Yes, Anastasia Snape." Iger slowly handed the goddaughter into the arms of the female doctor.

"You are really sensible, is this your sister?" The female doctor looked at Iger curiously.

"No, she is my goddaughter, she is Snape..." Iger smacked his lips and tilted his head: "I am... Snake!"

"Wow...that's disgusting..." A little nurse on the side looked at Iger and covered her mouth and giggled.

"Don't make trouble..." Mrs. Granger held Iger's shoulder dumbfoundingly: "This is my adopted son, Iger Morrisseys."

"Poisonous eggs?" The little nurse was stunned: "It seems... or Snake sounds better?"

Iger looked at Mrs. Granger speechlessly, why don't you say anything...

It didn't take long to get vaccinated. Although Iger hadn't seen children in the wizarding world get vaccinated, Snape didn't seem to be so repulsive to Muggle things.

At noon, at Granger's house, Iger put down his rice bowl and burped. Subconsciously, he was about to Apparate, but was stopped by Mrs. Granger.

"Winter is coming soon, I knitted two sweaters for you and Hermione." Mrs. Granger smiled and took out two sweaters, one black and one white, the black one looked bigger.

Iger took a look at the sweater. Under the black collar was a line of exquisite small characters, which read the name of Egg Morrisses. The name was embroidered with thin golden thread, which looked very exquisite.

"Thank you, Aunt Jane." Iger put the sweater in his arms with a smile, said goodbye to the two, and disappeared into the room with a 'pop'.

After a while, Iger delivered the sweater to Hermione.

"Couple outfit~" Iger looked at Hermione cheerfully, and then changed into a sweater. Hermione's face was red, and she also went back to the room to change into a sweater, which made Angelina joke for a long time.

"This sweater is so beautiful..." Ron looked at the sweater on Iger eagerly: "It's not like my mother knitted it, it looks so ugly."

"Mom always thought that Ronnie would like her craft very much..." Fred said in a strange tone.

"God, Mom is going to be sad again. I'll definitely tell her how Ronnie started to dislike Mom's craftsmanship..." George chuckled.

"Enough is enough..." Ron leaned closer to Iger and whispered, "Since they added that seventy points,

I wrote letters home every day, telling my mother how good they are, even more exaggerated than Percy..."

"Be considerate, after all, it is very likely that you are the only seventy in your life." Harry muttered softly, and Iger beside him laughed.

There was a 'click', a burst of white light flashed, and Harry looked aside angrily: "Colin, stop taking pictures, Iger has always had a bad temper..."

"Who said that, I have a very good temper..." Iger grinned and made a scissors hand to Colin, another burst of white light flashed, and Iger looked at Colin cheerfully: "You and Ginny's Harry How's the preparations for the Potter Worshipers Club going?"

"Iger!" Harry pushed Iger away with an embarrassing expression. It was the first time he found Iger so annoying...

Not far away, Colin was still looking at Harry excitedly, and seemed to want to come over and have a chat with them. According to Wood, he always thought Colin was a spy for the Slytherin Quidditch team. Because every time they train Colin, they shoot around with the camera...

...

Soon, another week passed. On the first weekend after Halloween, the school auditorium was bustling with people. A long platform appeared in the center of the auditorium. Iger stood on the platform and looked around cheerfully.

"They're all closer..." Iger looked around happily: "It seems that there are really a lot of people today... Basically, all the grades from all colleges are here, right?"

"It's all here!" Fred and George shouted in unison in the audience. The surrounding area was a mess. Basically, students from all grades have arrived. After all, except for the sixth graders, students in other grades prefer Iger's. Defense Against the Dark Arts class…

"That's right, because a lady in class asked me about defensive measures when facing dark wizards, and about how to cultivate practical experience in training, so I applied to Professor Dumbledore... well, I don't know No application..." Iger muttered softly, and there was laughter from below, and Iger grinned: "I plan to open such a dueling club and use everyone's spare time. Of course, whether you want to train is entirely up to everyone voluntarily."

Iger pressed his hands down to signal the students to be quiet, and then stretched out his hand to the other side of the long platform to signal: "For a better demonstration, I invited Professor Snape to be our instructor and assistant!"

Under the stands, Harry moaned feebly, he suddenly didn't want to participate...

Snape's face was also very ugly. He actually refused Iger's invitation in his heart. Rather than saying that he refused, it would be better to say that he was very resistant...

But Iger made a condition that he couldn't refuse - all the spells from Anastasia will be taught by Iger...

I have to say that this is a very tempting condition. Snape has basically taught Iger all the spells he knows now, and even many Igers can stumble and master casting spells without a stick. I feel that when my daughter grows up, I will still have so much energy now, not to mention that I am not even sure where Iger will grow when Anna grows up, but it will definitely be much stronger than myself. This is foreseeable and can give my daughter Finding a reliable defense teacher is undoubtedly a very cost-effective deal...

Snape felt like those mothers in the Muggle world who slept with the headmaster because of their children's schooling, and he was very tormented.

But Snape doesn't think about that at all now, he's panicking now...

Snape looked at Iger's cheerful look not far away, and kept hypnotizing himself in his heart: I am a troll, I am a troll...

Who but a troll would duel this monster?

Fortunately, the two had an agreement that Iger could not release too much magic power, and Iger also patted his chest to Snape and promised: Don't worry about my work.

I put my heart on Nima! Snape suddenly regretted it a bit, Iger's momentum of ending all curses was still imprinted in his mind...

After Iger finished speaking, the two turned to face each other and bowed. Snape's action was not so much a bow as a stiff nod, and then the wands in their hands were raised in front of their chests like sharp swords.

After the opening of a standard duel, Iger held his wand and looked at Snape intently: "As you can see, when we face the enemy, the most important thing is...don't take your eyes off you. Of course, if you have more than one enemy, then it's another matter."

"When I count to three, we will cast spells at the same time..." Iger said softly, "Three!"

Immediately, the arms of Iger and Snape shook for a moment, two red lights shot together, and with a 'bang', the two curses disappeared into the air.

The students around were stunned. Is this how you count to three?

"This is also a very important thing in battle. Don't believe the enemy's nonsense, otherwise you may lie on the ground covered in pussies..." Iger grinned, his hands kept moving, and red lights turned towards Snape Shot away, Snape waved his wand to block all the spells one by one: "Surprise, that's the most important thing, no matter when, even if the enemy is talking."