Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

"Hermione, it's not good. Iger was captured by Snape and left the school all the way." Harry and Ron hurriedly found Hermione.

"So?" Hermione closed the big and thick book in her hand, and looked at the two helplessly.

"Is Snape going to do something to Iger?" Harry was a little worried.

"Maybe it was because he was worried that the school would not let go, so he went outside to torture him?" Ron's face was terrified.

Hermione shook her head and sighed: "There must be something, Snape can't harm Iger."

"Why are you so sure? That old bat is so vicious." Ron looked at Hermione in disbelief.

"Although I don't know what they went to do, but Iger will definitely be fine." Hermione took out a small bag from her body, flicked her wand, and a small box flew out of the bag.

Hermione opened the box, and it was filled with vials full of various potions.

Gently picked up a small glass bottle, Hermione shook the bottle in her hand and looked at the two: "Do you know what this is?"

The two looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Felix Elixir, also known as the Lucky Potion, after drinking it, it can be said that all wishes come true, and it is worth a thousand gold." Hermione pointed to the small box: "This is just a small part of what Snape gave Iger in the past three years. There's a small bucket of Felicia in Iger's place, all of which were given to him by Snape."

Seeing the stupefied looks of the two, Hermione sighed helplessly: "Are you all idiots? Snape is Iger's teacher, and Iger almost learned all the spells from him, and from the Potions class From the performance point of view, Snape is obviously much better to Iger than to us."

"That's just because Iger is good enough..." Ron murmured indistinctly.

"You think too much, Iger can't even make a simple potion to treat a cold." Hermione rolled her eyes and continued to read the book.

The two of Harry looked at each other and walked away awkwardly.

"I won't either..." Ron said vaguely.

"Me too..." Harry nodded.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Harry and Ron arrived at Hagrid's cabin.

"Hagrid, this is Ron." Harry pointed to Ron and introduced: "I think Iger may not be able to make it through. He was carried out of the school by Snape at noon, and he hasn't come back yet..."

"Oh, Snape, it's all right." Hagrid waved his hand, motioning for the two to enter the room, and Ron avoided Fang Fang's entanglement with some horror.

"Yaya, back off." Hagrid turned around and handed a pot of tea to the table: "Don't look at its size, Yaya is actually a coward."

"Hagrid, Snape doesn't look the same to Iger as he does to us." Harry asked, looking at Hagrid.

Hagrid nodded and looked at the two of them as a matter of course: "Of course it's different. Iger was at Hogwarts when he was eight years old, and Snape taught him all the time. Obviously he has a lot of knowledge about how to get in touch with Snape." set."

"But we didn't see how Iger came into contact with him. It was Snape who was always in contact with Iger." Ron frowned and said angrily, "He even regarded Iger as a Slytherin."

With that said, Ron recounted what happened in the classroom just now.

Hagrid laughed and didn't take it seriously: "That's normal, he always hoped that Iger could be assigned to Slytherin, and he got angry with Professor McGonagall because of this matter, which made it very embarrassing for them to meet each other. .”

"So... Snape got in touch with Iger earlier?" Harry looked at Hagrid in confusion.

"That's not it, Harry." Hagrid shook his head, and brought another plate of rock cakes. Harry took a look and thanked him for his kindness.

"It's not that Snape was nice to Iger, but because Iger didn't hate him from the very beginning. To be honest, there is no one in the whole school who doesn't hate him.

The guy's own students were terrified of him. "Hagrid smiled: "Dumbledore said it's mutual, there is no love or hate for no reason. "

"But why does Snape seem to hate me? Iger also said that Snape would definitely hate me. In fact, it was proved in Potions class." Harry pursed his lips in displeasure, obviously We are students, why is there such a big gap?

Hagrid's eyes dodged a little, and he was vague: "He treats everyone like that..."

Harry wanted to ask something else, and then saw a cut-and-pasted Daily Prophet not far away.

...

"Where are we going..." Iger was held in Snape's hands expressionlessly, and the two were in a small alley in London at this time.

Snape left Iger casually, staring at Iger with empty black eyes: "Do you know where there are biologists?"

"Where the hell am I going to go!" Iger fiercely kicked Snape's calf: "You don't really have Lily's hair, do you? After so many years, it may be useless..."

Snape had obviously fallen into paranoia, his voice trembling faintly: "The night she died... I took a lock of her hair... as a souvenir."

"It's not her that can be cloned, that's not Lily Severus..." Iger frowned and said, "It's just a brand new life, and it has nothing to do with Lily."

"That's her daughter... and mine too." Snape returned to that look of joyless anger again: "We should find a Muggle hospital and ask."

Iger thinks Snape is crazy...

It's over, Snape has completely limped himself...

"Wait a minute, I'll help you find out..." Iger rolled his eyes, dragging Snape to another Apparition.

A few minutes later, the Grangers were in the dental hospital.

"Iger!" Jane hugged Iger with a happy face: "Chris and I are going home, why are you here? Is Hermione with you?"

"Hermione is still at school..." Iger shrugged, "This is my Potions teacher, Severus Severus Snape."

The Grangers looked at Snape in surprise, Snape was expressionless, didn't speak, and just stood there.

"Lily was originally Muggle-born, don't forget Severus..." Iger pouted.

Snape's eyes moved, and he stretched out his hand from under the voluminous robe: "It's an honor to meet you two. Miss Granger is a very smart witch. I think... her parents must also be very wise."

Iger almost laughed out loud when he heard Snape's words.

"Hello, hello." Chris stepped forward and shook Snape's hand: "What's the matter with the sudden visit? Iger is disobedient at school?"

"He's always been very disobedient..." Snape briefly shook the hands of the Grangers, then withdrew his hand and glanced at Iger: "But it's obviously not for this problem that I took the liberty to visit today."

"Severus wants to ask, do you know where there is a place with cloning technology, he wants...emmm... clone a person." Iger looked at the Grangers eagerly.

"Oh my god... clones?" Chris glanced at Snape in surprise.

"His daughter died, and Severus is actually very miserable." Iger nodded solemnly, and Snape's face was a little stiff.

"But human cloning is illegal, Iger." Chris turned to look at Snape: "Please be more sensible, sir."

"It's okay, that's just for the Muggle world, we can erase all traces, he just wants to have a daughter." Iger spread his hands: "We will erase the memories of those people."

Chris hesitated for a while, then nodded helplessly: "Okay, Iger, since you said that..."

...

"You're crazy..."

In a cold medical room, Egger sat on a chair with his chin resting in boredom.

This is a biological research center near London. Not far in front of Iger at this time, a decades-old professor is fiddling with an instrument.

"Just yesterday I was a good baby in the college, but today I came to watch you cast the Imperius Curse on a Muggle." Iger wailed while sitting on the swivel chair in the laboratory.

Snape ignored him, just looked at the gloomy voice of the old man in front of him: "Can it be done?"

Looking at him like that, it seems that if he can't do it, he is going to send Avada to eat a big melon...

The old man adjusted his glasses and nodded slowly.

"Although a lot of activity has been lost, the genetic material inside is intact. There are the most advanced research equipment in the country, and there is still hope to extract it." The old man said slowly.

"Speak human!" Snape said impatiently.

Iger curled his lips: "It can be cloned, you should read more books to fill your..."

"How long?" Snape looked at the old man and asked, ignoring Iger.

"As expected, the extraction can be done in a few days, but the cloning may take longer, and we need to find someone who is willing to accept the surrogate." The old man said dryly.

Snape turned his head and looked at Iger, making him feel hairy: "I tell you, men can't be surrogates!"

Snape said negatively: "I mean I want you to find a surrogate."

"How about Bellatrix Lestrange? Don't you like pure blood? I can sneak into Azkaban and give her an Imperius Curse." Iger thought for a while and said.

Looking at Snape's appearance, he was obviously disgusted: "I don't want anyone in the wizarding world to know."

"What if she's a Muggle? You know, this kind of thing can happen..." Iger spread his hands.

"That's my daughter too." Snape said blankly.

"Fortunately, there are women recruiting surrogates in the laboratory, and there is no shortage of surrogate staff." The old man said as if he had thought of something.

"Why are you panting so much, old man!" Iger looked at Snape angrily: "Is there something wrong with the Imperius Curse?"

Snape ignored him, as if he couldn't wait to see his daughter.

"Wait a minute, you have recruited surrogates, do you mean that you are conducting human cloning experiments?" Iger looked at the old man suspiciously.

"No, we are just undertaking some test-tube babies..." The old man shook his head.

Iger suddenly realized.

"Okay, let's go back?" Iger looked at Snape.

"You go back first." Snape said blankly, "I have to wait a while."

Iger shrugged: "Dumbledore will definitely know."

"He won't say anything." Snape's eyes were still locked on Lily's hair.

Iger was a little helpless, and disappeared with a 'pop'.

In Hogsmeade village, a black kitten walked towards the school with cat steps.

As soon as Iger returned to the auditorium, he was hurriedly dragged back to the dormitory by Harry and Ron.

"What's wrong with you?" Iger looked at the two in surprise.

"That guy didn't do anything to you, did he?" Ron looked up and down Iger.

"We're going to do something, that's about it." Iger nodded.

"Iger, I just found out that your vault was stolen." Harry looked at Iger eagerly: "Just after we went to Diagon Alley on my birthday."

"Well, I see." Iger nodded: "It's okay, there are only a bunch of gold coins in it, and nothing is lost."

"Iger, did you take something at that time?" Harry asked, looking at Iger.

Iger shook his head and spread his hands.

After asking for a long time to no avail, the two walked away helplessly.

"He will definitely not tell your Harry." Ron followed Harry: "You said that Dumbledore sent him to pick you up, which means that it is probably Dumbledore's stuff inside. "

"And it's very simple for Iger to hide something from me. He can have a hundred ways..." Harry flattened his mouth: "Maybe we really shouldn't ask, he's not nervous himself."

"I don't know why, but I'd rather deal with Professor McGonagall than talking to Iger. I feel like Iger is just like Professor Dumbledore. We can't guess what he's thinking," Ron said.

The figures of the two walked into the Gryffindor common room all the way, and the announcement on the wall came into their eyes.

"Great! Flying lessons start next Thursday!" Ron said with some surprise.

"I don't think so, doesn't it say? We're going with Slytherin." Harry was depressed: "Great, Malfoy can see me being stupid again. Riding A broom made a fool of himself in front of Malfoy."

"That's not necessarily Harry," said Ron. "I know Malfoy always brags about how good he is at Quidditch, but he must be bragging."

"I think so, the real masters should have a Nimbus 2001 as silently as Iger..." Harry sighed, then looked at Ron with bright eyes, and the two exchanged glances.

"Yes, we can ask Iger to help us do some training in advance." Ron opened his mouth and said excitedly.

"No!" A crisp voice came from behind. Hermione was standing behind the two with a thick book in her arms, looking at them angrily: "First-year freshmen are not allowed to have brooms, Iger It is because I know it will embarrass Professor McGonagall that I have not ridden."

"No one will say anything, Snape won't deduct his points, what are we worried about?" Ron seemed to disagree with Hermione's words: "Besides, I don't believe that Iger didn't take you to ride... "

Hermione was immediately speechless by Ron's words, and Ron was right, Iger really took her to ride...

A few minutes later, Iger nestled on the bed and teased Koda, and looked at the two people at the door in surprise.

"Flying class?" Iger was stunned: "If it's training, yes, but not in school."

"But first-year students are not allowed to leave school, which is against school rules." Ron hesitated.

"It's also a violation of school rules for a first-year student to ride a broom without permission. They've all violated it anyway. Is there another one?" Iger looked at the sky outside the window: "Tomorrow is the weekend, the time is just right, you can wait for me in the lounge."

Seeing the two leaving with suppressed excitement, Iger smiled.