Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

"The next game will start on June 24th..."

Bagman's voice could be heard faintly by the Black Lake, but Egger's group had already surrounded Hermione and left.

It was the end of another game. Although they failed to get the first place, today is a day worth celebrating for the Gryffindor students.

"Actually, when we saw you swim to the mermaid village square on the shore, we thought you had to fight those mermaids." Ginny sat next to Hermione, giggling: "But I found out later, That group of mermaids should be protecting the hostages..."

"It's normal, after all, their faces really don't look that friendly." Hermione nodded.

There was a party in the lounge as always, and the room was filled with the fragrance of mead mixed with oak barrels, as well as the rich cake aroma.

"Are you afraid when you're underwater?" Angelina moved curiously to Hermione's side: "We all feel so weird on the shore..."

"Not very scared." Hermione laughed looking at Iger, who was playing cards with the twins in the distance: "Because he must be nearby."

"Damn it, I shouldn't have asked..." Angelina rolled her eyes, and a group of girls suddenly giggled.

Time has entered March, and the weather has gradually become clearer, but every time I come to the field outside, the bitter cold wind can still make people's hands and faces hurt.

"The last project, I think I should be able to tell you now." Iger took Hermione's little hand and walked by the black lake, and the lush Forbidden Forest in the distance came into their eyes.

"Forbidden Forest?" Hermione frowned.

"That's right." Iger nodded.

"I knew that the third level would definitely be more dangerous than the first two levels... Those fire dragons must still be in the Forbidden Forest, right?" Hermione took a breath.

"Yes, Hagrid's three-headed dog Fluffy, and those snails that survived from the mouths of the students, and you must know that there are forbidden pets raised by generations of students in the Forbidden Forest. To what extent is the breeding in the Forbidden Forest." Iger spread his hands: "It's really a pity, when I proposed it, I never thought that you would become a school warrior."

"It's okay, I'll do my best." Hermione laughed.

Iger smiled.

Pointing in the direction of the Forbidden Forest, "Did you see the big tree-like thorns and vines on the edge of the Forbidden Forest? These are the walls. Now the Ministry of Magic has sent more than 150 Aurors to enter in teams of ten. Once you leave the Forbidden Forest, the entire Forbidden Forest will turn into a forest maze within a few months. It is lucky to meet a magical animal like a unicorn, but if you are unlucky and encounter a manticore or something Animals, that's really miserable."

"What's in the depths of the Forbidden Forest?" Hermione looked at Iger with some doubts.

"In my opinion, they all feel a bit infiltrating. Although they can't pose any threat to me, the deepest area is still too cruel for you..."

Iger shook his head slightly: "Most of the 5X-level creatures in the book "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" by Mr. Newt can find their shadows in the Forbidden Forest, and what you need to know is that 5X-level creatures are resistant to magic. The height is terrifying, you can use me as a reference, Professor McGonagall's superb transfiguration has no effect on me..."

Hermione suddenly felt a little scalp tingling.

"What I want to tell you is that once you encounter a 5X-level creature, you must press the mark immediately, and I will appear in front of you in an instant." Iger looked at Hermione seriously.

"I know...but..." Hermione looked a little unwilling: "Can I just run away?"

"Ah...Of course not, you can also take a bath in advance to let those monsters experience a better taste." Iger smiled at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Hermione teasingly, Hermione's face suddenly turned red.

"I can't handle any of them?" Hermione sighed faintly.

"Buckbeak's hippogriffs can only live in the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest, and the Hippogriff's level in the Ministry of Magic is only 3X..." Iger said softly: "It's okay to meet fire dragons, but I met other 5X creatures To die..."

Hermione looked at Iger: "Like...?"

"For example, the five-legged monster... or the poison leopard... Oh, I was wrong." Iger shrugged: "I think most people will be killed by the poison gas exhaled by the poison leopard without seeing it at all..."

"Oh my god... what on earth were you thinking?" Hermione covered her forehead melancholy.

"They won't let me participate in the competition..." Iger grinned.

Sure enough, you will have to pay back sooner or later...

"So our task is not to challenge magical animals at all, but to survive their attacks?" Hermione looked at Iger in surprise.

"That's right..."

After scaring the little girl once, Iger felt physically and mentally comfortable, and couldn't help secretly smiling with a little joy.

"Guhahaha~" Far away, Lak flapped his wings and flew from the sky, followed by a petite owl.

With a fluttering sound, Lak landed on Iger's corner accurately, and then kicked Tim Gambe above Iger's head with a kick of his little paw.

Iger: "..."

"Looking for you." Lak cooed.

Only then did Iger turn his head to look at the little owl flapping its wings on his shoulders. The little owl was shivering from the cold, with a letter firmly hooked on its claws.

"Mad-Eye Moody's letter..." Iger opened the envelope, dusted off the letter paper, and then snorted and sneered.

"Poor little guy, is it freezing?" Hermione reached out and hugged the little owl on Iger's shoulder, and looked over curiously at the envelope in Iger's hand.

"Mr. Crouch is missing?" Hermione opened her mouth in surprise, "What happened?"

"It's nothing..." Iger smiled, and dragged Hermione back to the castle. As soon as he entered the castle courtyard, Iger squatted down and watched a tabby cat meowing: "Can you help me find Crookshanks?" ? Tell him I'll wait for it in the lounge, and let him bring the map by the way."

After the words fell, the tabby cat stood up immediately and turned into an old witch with a serious face: "I'm curious, Mr. Morrises, what did you just say?"

Iger: "..."

Hermione: "..."

How could this be the wrong cat? By the way, Professor McGonagall, if you don't stay in the office well, what are you going to do when you run to the courtyard and get together with the cats?

Are you playing lurk?

"No...it's nothing..." Embarrassedly getting rid of Professor McGonagall's questioning, Iger hurriedly found another white kitten and asked him to call Crookshanks for him.

Picking up the Marauder's Map that Crookshanks brought back, Iger glanced around the map, but found no useful clues.

"What are you looking for?" Hermione looked at Iger curiously.

"Sr. Barty Crouch is missing." Iger leaned against the head of the bed, and threw the map on the bedside table beside him: "That proves that Barty Crouch Jr. probably escaped from his Imperius Curse It's..."

"I remember you said before that he is a Death Eater?" Hermione looked at Iger.

"That's right." Iger sighed, and told her about Barty Jr. again.

"In other words, you wanted to keep him useful, but you can't find him now?" Hermione asked.

"That's right, if I knew it earlier, I shouldn't have hesitated, arrested him in advance, built a dungeon or something to lock him up." Iger shrugged: "It really doesn't suit me to calculate this kind of thing..."

"You think...if he escapes, then his main thing is to save Voldemort?" Hermione asked, looking at Iger.

"Yes, he is a fan of Voldemort..." Iger nodded: "So he will definitely come to Hogwarts..."