Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

For three whole days, the topic of the Chamber of Secrets was discussed closely in the castle. Some students were very smart. For example, Qiu Zhang of Ravenclaw asked Professor Binns about the history of magic, but even the longest time in the castle Professor Binns' understanding of the Chamber of Secrets is also very limited, and he failed to give any useful answers. He even said that Iger was wrong, thinking that the Chamber of Secrets was just a legend, and what Iger said was pure nonsense.

"Hogwarts hasn't been as vibrant as it is now for many years..." Professor Flitwick was very excited, and immediately announced something: "Whoever can find the location of the Chamber of Secrets first, I will add 50 points to that college." point."

In contrast, Professor McGonagall is much more sensible. She disapproves of Iger's actions and thinks it is too dangerous for the students. Professor McGonagall finally agreed with Iger's approach.

On the night that Iger announced the matter, he notified the four deans of the matter. Dumbledore was happy to see the result, and also praised Iger's teaching method, which made Snape's face very ugly , because Iger's Defense Against the Dark Arts class teaching completely copied his routine, but he himself is still teaching Potions class.

Except for the four deans, the other professors are in a state of complete ignorance. Of course, if the students don't ask directly, the four professors don't mind the students asking themselves some questions.

Some students asked Professor Trelawney, hoping that she could help with divination, and the result was that Iger wanted them to conquer death...

After hearing the news, Iger almost went crazy laughing.

At the same time, the Daily Prophet also published this news, and some older parents wrote letters to their children one after another, expressing their guesses about the secret room back then.

This also made Iger feel that there is great power in a large number of people. Early on Friday morning, a group of Ravenclaw girls surrounded Professor Flitwick in the auditorium. Only then did Iger realize that among the four colleges, Ravenclaw Law's girls turned out to be the most! Most of them are beauties, no wonder other academies are unwilling to offend them...

"The entrance to the secret room is in the girls' washroom on the second floor. I've solved it! The dead soul that was taken away fifty years ago is Weeping Myrtle!" Qiu Zhang looked nervously at his dean in front of him, expecting asked.

Professor Flitwick looked at Iger, and Iger just told them what was in the secret room, but he didn't tell them where the secret room was.

Looking at Professor Flitwick's eyes, Iger nodded with a smile: "Yes, the entrance to the secret room is in the girls' bathroom on the second floor, but have you found the faucet?"

"I found it, there is a relief of a small snake on the side!" A girl shouted excitedly.

"Fifty points for Ravenclaw!" Professor Flitwick shouted excitedly in a high-pitched voice, and there was a burst of screaming from the long Ravenclaw table.

"There are still fifty minutes left, everyone has to speed up the progress." Iger cheerfully took a sip of lemon juice from his glass.

As soon as the words fell, Fred and George rushed in from outside the auditorium in a hurry: "There is a basilisk in the secret room!"

Fred shouted loudly: "Ancient creatures, basilisks!"

George opened a book and followed Fred and read aloud: "The seven-year-old rooster laid the magic egg when Sirius was in the sky, and the toad hatched it."

"Whoever looks at him will die instantly!" Fred shouted.

"So don't touch its eyes, or it will bring death to you!" George said, looking around.

"As for the whispers that can't be heard..." Fred looked at Iger: "It refers to Parseltongue, Hogwarts legend that Slytherin left a monster in the chamber of secrets, waiting for Slytherin's heir to slaughter Muggle-born wizards, and the way to control basilisks is the Parseltongue of Slytherin blood."

"Excellent inference.

Iger clapped his hands and looked at the two and laughed: "Gryffindor plus fifty points!" "

There was an uproar all around. No one thought that the Weasley brothers would be the first to discover the identity of the monster in the secret room. After all, anyone who guessed it was more reliable than these two.

"We followed those girls closely..." Fred spread his hands as he looked at the puzzled eyes of the students around him.

"Then we went to the library and asked Mrs. Pince which monster's eyes would be fatal." George laughed.

"Mrs. Pince told us so easily..." Fred looked smug. On the long table opposite, the eyes of the girls in Ravenclaw gradually became unfriendly, and they seemed to be following him. People are very dissatisfied.

"You shouldn't be so negligent. If you went to the library to look up the information as soon as you found the secret room, we wouldn't be able to get fifty points so easily!" George looked excited, and the twins agreed excitedly. palm.

"My God, we earn seventy cents in one semester, and my mother will cry with joy." Fred laughed loudly: "It seems that we earn a lot more than Percy!"

Not far away, Percy frowned and snorted, muttering something in a low voice.

The auditorium was noisy at this time, and all the students were discussing the issue of the basilisk.

"Silence!" Dumbledore's voice sounded, and people turned their heads to see that Dumbledore was standing behind the owl desk in front of the teacher's seat, looking at the students below.

"Due to the safety of the students, it is entirely up to the students to participate in the final exam of the basilisk crusade. If they do not plan to participate, the senior students can apply to pass the exam in the usual format, and the students who participated in the crusade Parents’ signatures are also required.”

As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, there was a burst of opposition from below, especially on the Gryffindor long table, where the protest was the loudest.

"Also, the format of the exam is not for the students to decide on their own. We will attack the basilisk in batches in a phalanx of four colleges. The defense and offense will take turns. The field will be represented by the four deans and the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Professor Iger Morrissey is here to carry out the safety protection work of the students and the examination review, and before the examination, we will blind the eyes of the basilisk in advance to prevent any accidents to the students." Dumbledore ignored the following There was a strong protest, and Shi Shiran turned around and left.

"What's the difference between asking us to kill a pig tied to a cutting board?" Fred said angrily.

"Believe me, that thing is much harder to kill than a pig." Iger took a sip from the cup: "The pig will die if it casts a spell, and the basilisk may be no different from itching if it casts a spell... "

"As long as it's not a spider!" Ron rolled up his sleeves aggressively, as if he couldn't wait to go up and fight.

"It's nothing to do with you. Students under the third grade cannot participate. Little Ronnie should obediently watch your brothers show off their power on stage~" George rubbed Ron's head with a smile.

Ron broke away from George's hand angrily: "Don't call me Ronnie!"

As the mystery of the secret room was solved, thousands of owls also flew into thousands of households. To Iger's surprise, more than 90% of the parents of the students chose to allow their children to participate in the assessment, even those who are good at protecting themselves Slytherin…

What made him even more speechless was that Lucius wrote a letter and sent it to Iger, hoping that Iger would allow Draco to participate in the assessment.

Iger refused without even thinking about it. Don't make a fuss, okay? The seniors can't take care of me, so I have to help you look after my son?

Lucius had no choice but to settle for the next best thing, and sent another email to Iger, hoping that Iger could give his son something worth showing off...

Iger couldn't help being a little speechless, he knew what Lucius was thinking too well, he just hoped to let himself go out and have a story to promote his son.

Iger grinned at Lucius' letter and swiped his pen.

become! According to your!

Lucius replied very quickly, to be precise, he said very quickly. In less than three days, a brand new Nimbus 2001 appeared on Iger's breakfast table. Iger tore open the envelope and grinned. What Lucius wrote in the letter was a small gift he gave Iger by the way while sponsoring the Quidditch team at Slytherin House.

Iger couldn't help shaking his head and laughing. Just the weekend before yesterday, Gryffindor had a small conflict with Slytherin. The reason was that in order to get Malfoy into the team, Lucius sponsored Slytherin every day. With the Nimbus 2001, Snape directly wrote a note to occupy the Gryffindor team's training ground.

Of course, the result was that Hermione happened to be there at the time, and Malfoy's group suddenly withered...

This made Iger feel funny. In the normal history, the group of Slytherins looked down on Hermione very much, and Malfoy even insulted Hermione Mudblood.

As for now... Iger and Hermione's relationship is very good, is Malfoy moved by such a good relationship?

dare not move... dare not move...

Iger casually gave Hermione a new broom, since he already had one anyway...

As a result, Iger soon realized how stupid his behavior was...

Just like the men who taught their wives to shop online in the previous life, Iger looked at Hermione who was running to the Quidditch field every day and fell into deep self-doubt.

Doesn't she dislike riding a broom?

It's not that I don't like riding because of my feelings, but I don't ride if I don't have one!

Fortunately, this craze lasted only two or three days, and Hermione lent the broom to Angelina, hoping that Angelina could score two more goals...

"I thought you wanted to grow on it..."

On Sunday, Iger said, lying on the railing of the stadium stands, holding a shivering chocolate frog in his hand.

Hermione's face turned red when Iger said it: "I just experienced it, and it turns out that it's nothing more than that..."

With that said, Hermione snorted a little arrogantly.

"Oh..." Iger was stunned, and then scratched his head: "Speaking of which, we will have the Quidditch World Cup soon after the end of our third grade. I think the Bulgarian team has a great winning rate..."

"The Irish team is the strongest!" Hermione turned her head to correct Iger's statement.

The two looked at each other, and Hermione blushed again...

"emmm... I agree with you..." Iger nodded, and bit off the head of the chocolate frog in his hand. The remnant body of the chocolate frog in his hand suddenly kicked his legs, twitched feebly, and then stopped moving...

"Do you want to participate in the college trials?" Iger smiled and looked at Hermione, who was whimpering aside.

Hermione pursed her lips, tried her best to keep her face sullen, and finally couldn't help laughing, and nodded slightly.

"I think the two of us would be a good hitter." Iger laughed.

"Are you going to participate in the selection too?" Hermione looked at Iger in surprise.

"Of course, I have to protect you..." Iger smiled teasingly.

Hermione smiled with a red face, and then leaned gently on Iger.

...

It was another Monday, and Iger appeared early in the classroom of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class and looked at the students below.

"The spell we need to practice today is very simple: disarm you." Iger flicked it: "Don't laugh, Mr. Thomas..."

Dean suddenly felt his tongue stick to the roof of his mouth, and then let go again.

"This spell is very powerful purely in terms of effect, fast and powerful." Iger smiled: "The most important thing is that it will not let you be imprisoned for accidentally taking someone's life. Azkaban."

"Even as long as you are focused enough, this spell can even resist Avada Kedavra, and it is very efficient and fast." Iger said, and with a wave of his wand, the desks in front of the students suddenly moved aside: "What a pity, Luo Hart's books are expensive, but I don't use them in my classes..."

"Since there are no books in my class, we naturally focus more on the practical class." Then, Iger waved his hand, and another dummy walked over, holding a fake magic wand in his hand: "Damn! Get closer, focus on the target, and have strong confidence, Mr. Longbottom, I hope you can quickly master this spell."

Neville forced a smile, looking less confident in himself.

"Come one by one, line up!" Iger clapped his hands, and the students in front of him hurriedly formed a long line.

"Expelliarmus!" Hermione was the first to bear the brunt, pointing her wand casually, and the wand in the dummy's hand immediately flew high.

"Five points for Gryffindor, very good." Iger clapped his hands with a smile.

Behind Hermione, there was a long and neat row. Harry was very successful in directly releasing the wand from the dummy's hand, but Ron just let the wand crooked.

"Although this wand is not broken, I strongly recommend that you change it. It is not a joke to choose the owner of the wand." Iger looked at Ron's wand and shook his head: "I have been paying attention to this wand since the first grade. Charlie, right? He doesn't seem to listen to you very much."

"Where did I get the money to buy the wand..." Ron muttered, and stood on the other side with his head sullen.

Iger shook his head, it seems that there is basically no need to choose Ron's Christmas present...

Ron has a strong self-esteem. Harry once wanted to help him buy an owl, but he refused...

"Expelliarmus!" Neville stretched out his wand and pointed, the wand in the dummy's hand trembled, and the effect was not as good as Ron's.

"I said I couldn't do it..." Neville sighed sadly.

"Find the right way!" Iger walked up to him quickly, took Neville's arm and swung it towards the dummy not far away, and the tip of Neville's wand suddenly shot a red light on the dummy , the magic wand in the dummy's hand immediately flew out of his hand.

"Move fast! Posture is cool!" Iger looked at Neville and blinked: "Try again!"

Neville sniffed, feeling excited, and pointed at the dummy: "Disarm!"

The weapon in the dummy's hand flew into Neville's hand with a whirling sound.

Immediately there was applause behind him, Neville turned his head excitedly, and a group of lion cubs surrounded him to celebrate.

This is indeed a cause for celebration, because this may be the first time Neville has successfully cast a spell in more than a year since he came to Hogwarts...