Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

Iger was severely trampled by Mr. Zou. The old man held Iger with one hand and slapped Iger's ass with the other.

Iger is screaming so old...

The scene at that time was like this:

Mr. Zou laughed three times, then grabbed Iger with one hand and pinched it on the waist, and slapped Iger's ass like a storm...

Mr. Zou was chatting with Dumbledore while beating him. Everyone seemed to have not seen that Iger was still being tortured by Mr. Zou, and the smiles on their faces became more and more enthusiastic.

Especially Snape, it was so refreshing to hear Iger's screams...

After a long time, a group of people ended their greetings and returned to the auditorium in a mighty manner.

Fortunately, the students looked at Iger's limping appearance, and wisely did not mention what happened just now. Everyone knew that he was a vengeful person who poisoned someone, and he might have to pay the price that day...

After all the students entered the auditorium and sat down at the tables of their respective colleges, the faculty members also sat down at the guest seats.

At the end were Dumbledore and the principals of the other three schools. Of course, Mr. Zou was only acting as the principal.

The Beauxbatons students all stood up quickly when they saw their headmaster appeared, and a few Hogwarts students around couldn't help laughing, but they didn't seem embarrassed at all.

It wasn't until Mrs. Maxime sat down on Dumbledore's left that they did it again. Dumbledore remained standing, and the auditorium gradually fell silent.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, ghosts, and—especially—distinguished guests." Dumbledore said loudly, looking at the foreign students with a smile: "I have great Joy, welcome to Hogwarts, and I hope and trust that you will find yourself comfortable and happy here."

Krum snorted coldly, which was very harsh in the quiet auditorium.

"What the hell is going on with him?" Harry frowned, looking at Krum on the long Slytherin table in the distance.

"The Tournament will officially start at the end of the banquet." Dumbledore said, "I invite everyone to eat and drink to their heart's content, as if they were at home."

Dumbledore sat down, and Karkaroff beside him hurried up to chat with him enthusiastically.

The plate in front of him was full of food as usual, and the elves in the kitchen seemed to have tried their best, and the dishes on the table were extraordinarily rich.

Iger noticed the students of Kunlun Hall who were sitting at the front of the Gryffindor long table before. There were pots of hot small chafing dish in front of them, and there were various dishes on the table. The group of Kunlun Hall students The little wizards seemed very surprised.

"Master mixed fish soup..." Iger muttered softly while holding a bowl of hot soup: "It's really good."

"It's French," said Hermione.

"Yes, but I still prefer their fried foie gras and grilled snails." Iger said.

Hermione rolled her eyes: "You're really picky, not to mention picky eaters, you're also picky about expensive..."

"Of course, mixed fish soup is also very good..." Iger muttered.

"Really? I'll try it..." As soon as Ron heard Iger's words, he hurried forward to fill a bowl...

Today's auditorium is much more crowded than in the past, although in fact there are not many more people, and there are no more than thirty people at full count, but it may be because of the different colors of their school uniforms that they stand out.

Because of eating, You Mengyu and Emily, who were pouting at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, also sneaked into the auditorium early. The students of Kunlun Hall looked at You Mengyu, and seemed a little surprised.

"Excuse me, do you still drink this pot of miscellaneous fish soup?"

Just as the two of them sat down beside Hermione, a Beauxbaton girl with a scarf came over. She took off the scarf, and looked at Iger flickeringly with a pair of big blue eyes, and her silver hair shone She is generally shiny, and she has had an unpleasant fight with Iger before the official Furong.

"I'm sorry, my friends and they haven't had time to drink yet." Iger shrugged: "If you don't have enough there, I can ask them to make you some more, sorry for your inconvenience..."

Iger's voice fell, and soon, there was a pot of miscellaneous fish soup in Furong's previous position.

"Ah...thank you." Fu Rong Shi turned around and left, leaving behind a table of young boys with flushed faces.

"She's a Veela!" Ron said hoarsely, waiting for his eyes.

"I don't think so." Hermione sneered. "I've never seen anyone look at her like an idiot."

"To be precise, it's a mixed Veela." Iger nodded.

Hearing this, Ron, Seamus, and Dean all turned their heads in unison, with obvious eyes: Who are you calling an idiot?

Hermione: "..."

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"The girls at Hogwarts are also very nice." Harry said without thinking.

"Yeah, I think Hermione and the others are the best." Iger muttered.

Ron grinned unceremoniously: "They...they?"

"Don't pay attention to these details." Iger shrugged, avoiding Hermione's playful gaze.

Not far away, there were two more people on the faculty table, Ludo Bagman and Barty Crouch. Of course, Percy behind Crouch was selectively ignored by Iger.

"That's great, Percy the idiot is here too." Not far away, the twins whispered and laughed.

"What are they here for?" Harry asked a little surprised.

"This is an event organized by the Ministry of Magic, of course they have to send people." Iger said.

Soon, the dinner was removed, and the table was replaced with a series of desserts. When Harry and Ron swept away the desserts on the table, Dumbledore stood up again.

"Ah... that's great, this moment has finally come." Dumbledore said with a smile: "The top three... well, this year is the top four, and the top four competition is about to start. I want to explain a few words first, and then Bring in the plate--"

"What?" Iger looked confused.

Hermione shook her head blankly.

"I want to explain our event planning process for this school year, but first please allow me to introduce these two guests, because there are still people who don't know them. This is Mr. Barty Crouch, Director of International Cooperation Department of the Ministry of Magic. This This is Mr Ludo Bagman, Director of Sports and Sports at the Ministry of Magic."

The applause for Bagman sounded much louder than Crouch's, perhaps because of popularity...

"Over the past few months, Mr. Bagman and Mr. Crouch have worked tirelessly to arrange the Tournament," said Dumbledore.

Iger looked unhappy, what about farting?

Who caught the fire dragon? Sponsored by who?

You let them try?

"They will form a referee team with me, Karkaroff, Mrs. Maxim and Mr. Zou Shuzou to judge the efforts of the Warriors. Of course, the referee team will also include our on-field referee, Iger Mr. Morrises, who is responsible for protecting the safety of the warriors on the field, also has a scoring right."

The discussion in the auditorium suddenly became enthusiastic, but it seemed that the students of several other schools were not very happy. They thought that Iger might be biased towards the students of this school.

But Dumbledore ignored them, just smiled: "Mr. Filch, please bring up the box..."