Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

"They like you only because you are famous."

After the girl left, Hermione talked to Iger seriously.

"That's right, only our Miss Morrises, since she met Iger at the age of eight, has already planned to put this surname behind her name for the rest of her life." Fred said with a laugh, and several people immediately laughed.

Hermione blushed and gave Fred angrily a look.

"Compared to the love I've gained~~" George squeezed his throat and shouted in a strange tone, and Hermione exploded again.

Maybe it was because people were relaxed enough after the first game, or maybe it was because Christmas was approaching, the atmosphere in the school became obviously more relaxed.

Even Aisha, who has been focusing on physical training recently, seems to have put aside the military training for the time being, and began to lead the students to practice traditional defense against the dark arts.

Even an easy-going teacher like Professor Flitwick didn't give lectures at all, and let the students play games in class on Wednesday, while he dragged Iger and Hermione to discuss the Triwizard Tournament, especially Hermione. The flying spell, which performed extremely well, is the best reward for his course this year in Professor Flitwick's opinion - two months ago, he just taught the students the flying spell.

But it's a pity that Hermione's Flying Curse was not taught by the little professor, but taught by himself two years ago. After learning this, Professor Flitwick was even more excited and gave Gryffindor 20 points .

Of course, not all teachers are willing to let students play games in their classrooms, such as Professor McGonagall, her courses are still very rigorous; another example is Snape - he would rather accept Harry as his godson than Reluctance to have students play games in class...

However, Iger felt that if it was Harley, it would be a different matter. Snape probably turned the classroom into a playground for the students, and would not give Harley's custody to others...

"He's terrible!" The night before the holiday, Ron sat on the study table in the lounge bitterly: "Come and quiz us on the last day, ruining the last bit of the semester with a lot of homework."

Iger shrugged: "No, I think it's okay, because I didn't write at all..."

"Actually, I don't think it's a big problem for me." Hermione said after thinking about it.

Harry said dryly: "I didn't write much, because it doesn't seem to make any difference whether I write or not..."

"Damn it..." Ron was about to die of envy.

"Look out, it's almost Christmas." Harry leaned lazily on the soft chair, holding the book "Flying with the Cannons" that he had read no less than eight or nine times.

"You know, he hasn't given up on the idea of ​​drugging people at the end of the semester." Ron looked at Harry with a horrified expression: "I think his target is likely to be you."

"Okay, he won't do it at all." Iger smiled: "Maybe you didn't notice, Severus is the one who manages the student safety issue the most strictly, so he won't break his own principles."

"Is that so?" Ron scratched the back of his head.

"Of course..." Iger nodded.

In the original book, out of the idea of ​​protecting Harry, Snape wished to imprison Harry in Privet Drive for a lifetime and never let him return to Hogwarts.

Of course, this didn't rule out the reasons why Snape hated him.

But now...

Out of protection for Harry, Snape wanted to lock Harry in the Potions classroom for the rest of his life...

"Speaking of which, you have solved the clue of the golden egg?" Harry seemed to have thought of something, and turned to look at Iger and the two, obviously not wanting to get entangled in this terrifying and dangerous issue.

"Solved." Hermione nodded.

"So what's the second level?" Ron asked anxiously.

"Underwater." Iger smiled.

"Wow... that sounds a bit creepy..." Ron rubbed his arms, as if he had goosebumps all over his body.

This is also a person with deep-sea phobia, who is afraid of the depth of the water...

Speaking of the second level, if you want to put the hostages underwater, you are the referee, so it's better for Harry to go down, right?

Thinking of the other warriors in the original book, either their sisters are hostages, or the opposite sex they like are hostages.

Only Harry - his target is Ron...

so pathetic...

Iger felt that he would rather not save him, but let him fend for himself...

This kind of hegemony competition, don't take part!

If you just help me find a girl, my face will be decent, right?

"It doesn't sound very friendly, so let's talk about the partner." Harry turned his head and looked at Ron. He knew that Iger would definitely prepare Hermione well for the competition, so he changed again Topic: "Haven't figured out who to invite yet? I really think you should invite Lavender."

"If there's nothing better - then I will," muttered Ron.

"What's better? Lavender is very suitable for you, Ron." Hermione hated Ron's hypocritical appearance.

"Yeah, but I think she's still a bit... well... not suitable for me." Ron said nonchalantly: "So I should hurry up, I don't want to be a dance partner with the last ugly monster-such as Heloise M. Degen like, oh my god she has more pimples than I have freckles..."

"Recently, she has grown much better, and there are not many acnes. She is actually quite beautiful." Iger tried hard to search for the face corresponding to this person's name.

"She has a crooked nose," said Ron.

Hermione seemed exasperated: "Oh, I see, you're basically trying to invite the most beautiful girl who'll accept you, even if he's a total badass?"

"Um... yes, basically correct." Ron shrugged: "Men, aren't they all like this?"

"Iger won't!" Hermione emphasized.

"Who said that?" Ron seemed very upset, and turned to look at Iger: "Iger, which one do you like?"

Hermione's eyes were locked on Iger's face immediately.

"emmm... this is a very serious question." Iger squeezed his chin: "I like big breasts."

Hermione: "..."

Harry and Ron laughed so loudly that Hermione hit them on the head with a ten-centimeter book.

"I'm going to bed." Hermione gave Iger an angry look, then turned around and went upstairs with big strides.

"It's terrible..." Ron looked at Iger embarrassingly: "How on earth can you stand her? Except for better grades, she is simply unbearable..."

"Hermione is very beautiful." Iger gave Ron a surprised look.

The appearance of Hermione in real life is very similar to that of the movie actor Emma. Except for the inevitable freckles of British adolescent girls, Hermione can basically say goodbye to cosmetics in terms of face alone-although Iger gave her I have bought many.

"Pretty?" Ron looked at Iger in surprise: "Is it the hair like Crookshanks? Or the character like Buckbeak? It gave you this illusion?"

Harry hurriedly tugged Ron anxiously: "If she hears us, we will die!"

Iger: "..."

"Emmm... gold always shines, Hermione is really beautiful." Iger smiled.

On weekdays, Hermione's hair is disheveled, and she always looks anxious. She walks around with a large bundle of books and looks a little hunchbacked. She always walks quickly with her head down habitually, as if she is in a hurry .

Not to mention not paying attention to dressing up, the little girl always has a strong and rigid personality, which makes everyone subconsciously ignore the face that can give her extra points.

But none of this matters, what matters is that this piece of gold is about to shine!

This treasure girl will soon shine at the ball.

Iger was even a little impatient.