Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

What Hermione said had a great impact on Harry, and even the way Ron looked at Harry these two days was a bit strange.

"If you're gay, stay away from Ginny. Don't think I don't know that you always go to her behind my back."

It was another lunch, and Ron muttered while looking at Harry thoughtfully.

"F**K! That's enough! Ron!" Harry looked annoyed and swears rarely.

"I didn't want you to get close to Ginny. When you watched Qiu Zhang, I always wanted to beat you up..." Ron hummed bitterly, "According to Iger, you are a scumbag."

With a sound of 'Buleng', Harry got up and left in annoyance. On the way, he also kicked the stool of Seamodian and the two who were snickering not far away.

"Don't be nervous, I don't think Harry is gay, it doesn't matter if he is a scumbag or not, who hasn't had a young and flirtatious time?" Iger happily sat down with a plate of chocolate pudding.

"It's all your fault, talk nonsense." Ron glanced at Hermione behind Iger angrily.

"What does it have to do with me? Why are you jealous of Harry? Jealous of Malfoy? Have you already fallen in love with Harry?" Hermione is not a good person either, and she has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth when she exercises with Iger every day. , a bunch of gossip...

"I..." Ron felt that he was going to explode, and he glanced at Iger angrily: "And you, what did you say that Ginny is his future wife, that guy is like a shepherd dog, guarding Ginny every day, She's only eleven years old!"

"Wow, what a beast hahahaha..." Iger laughed seeing Ron's hysterical appearance.

Immediately, he felt a little quiet beside him, and when he turned his head, Hermione looked at him expressionlessly.

"I was raised from a young age, which is different from Harry..." Iger said dryly.

"That's enough..." Ron sighed melancholy. The best brother fell in love with his sister. Originally, he was not very happy because of his status, but he acquiesced after thinking about it because of friendship, but now the best brother wants to marry her. Cheating, the object of cheating may still be a man...

This made Ron a little unacceptable...

Regarding the troubles of the young Ron and the troubles of the young Harry, Iger is not in the mood to think about their thoughts, and he still lives half-dead every day. For Iger now, eating and waiting to die has become a career.

Five of Voldemort's Horcruxes have already been obtained, so there is no reason to desperately change the plot. What Iger wants to do now is to wait for Dumbledore to catch Voldemort and throw him into the cage, and then hang up a sign to sell tickets ticket.

Should be able to make a lot of money...

But as the saying goes, the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. After two days of leisurely days, Iger was summoned by Dumbledore again.

In the quiet and peaceful principal's room, Fox glanced at Iger and turned his head away, as if Iger was a stinky piece of shit, and it would be disgusting to stick to it.

Iger didn't care about Fox's disdainful gaze, he picked it up and smoothed his hair a few times, and got addicted to it.

Although the soul is Chinese, Iger is not so sick that he wants to taste a species when he sees it. As an Englishman, Iger feels that Dumbledore is more Chinese than himself.

Dare to think about anything, dare to eat anything...

It’s just that the way of eating is not right, but Iger can also understand that you can’t expect an old British man to figure out the cooking techniques that have been handed down in China for thousands of years, right?

Chinese women can't do it, only post-modern Chinese men can do it...

Fox's bright red head was held in Iger's arms for a while, and the old bird feathers flew around. After struggling for a long time, he finally left Iger's embrace, and flew back to the shelf quite arrogantly.

Iger looked at the white-bearded old man in front of him, and leaned back on the chair carelessly: "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Dumbledore looked at Iger and smiled: "I'm thinking about it,

Shouldn't you start learning to control silence? "

"No!" Iger sat up abruptly, squinted his eyes and looked at Dumbledore for a while, then leaned on the back of the chair and hummed and laughed: "I know what your idea is, are you watching me take that After finding all the things, you plan to push me to catch Voldemort, right? I'm not going, whoever wants to go!"

After finishing speaking, afraid that Dumbledore would force himself, Iger hurriedly added: "You still owe me one thing, and a phoenix!"

Dumbledore smiled wryly and shook his head: "You're much smarter than I thought, Iger, so I won't force you anymore. Although I'm old, I think I can still make a difference."

Dumbledore looked at Iger and smiled, his old face was wrinkled, and the smile made people feel bitter.

Iger flattened his mouth and looked at Dumbledore with a bitter face. The old man started to play the emotional card. I have to say that Dumbledore made Iger feel a little worried.

"Emmm..." Iger turned his head and stared out the window, the two birds flew by chirping, and then a giant beast swished the bird, Malfoy and Harry sat on Buckbeak's back and shouted excitedly, The big beast flapped its wings and flew away.

Iger was confused for a while, how did the two of them get together? Still sitting on Buckbeak's back together? Could it be that Harry is really bent? Bird's back mountain?

The room was quiet, Dumbledore's insignificant sigh passed into Iger's ears, and Iger sighed helplessly: "Okay, I'll just go..."

"I knew Iger, you are kind..."

"Don't talk about this!" Iger looked at Dumbledore fiercely.

Iger is very helpless to old man Deng's methods. The old man never plays tricks on his own people. He has always conspired openly and generously. You are willing to watch yourself jump into the circle he drew.

Regardless of whether it was Snape's death or Harry's death, Old Deng clearly told them...

Are you dead or not? !

So this is why even though Iger respects and loves Dumbledore, he is unwilling to have too much contact with him.

According to Iger's thinking, I will help you find the Horcrux, and I will help you catch Voldemort?

Why don't you let me help Harry directly marry his wife and have a child?

"Let's see if I can master it silently..." Iger sighed faintly, quite melancholy.

"Sure, I believe you." Dumbledore nodded sincerely.

"You bad old man is very bad..." Iger turned and left muttering.

Dumbledore's deep eyes flickered slightly with Iger's leaving back, and then he sighed slightly.

It's not that he insists on Iger to catch Voldemort, but if someone goes to catch Voldemort, he must keep a strong person in the country.

It's not that Dumbledore didn't think about leaving Iger here to catch Voldemort by himself, but anyone who has raised a husky knows that he would rather let the dog out to harm others than let the dog harm his own home. This is the same truth for thousands of years.

I can keep Iger in the country, but judging from Iger's current growth progress, no one can cure him if something goes wrong.

After all, this is a master who wants people's heads at every turn...

Rather than that, it is better to open the door and let this child into the world...

At this time, the old wizard still doesn't know how much resentment his decision will bring him in the world in the future...