Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

Chapter 52 Goodbye Fudge

The news that Iger was the heir of Slytherin didn't spread for too long before he declared bankruptcy. The Weasley twins stepped on the ditch as soon as the rumors spread, but although Iger didn't take it seriously, this But Harry started to care.

"Iger, is Parseltongue rare?"

Iger was eating breakfast, Harry hurried over and asked in a low voice.

"There are quite a lot of them all over the world, but they are very rare in the UK." Iger nodded: "Don't think about it, your Parseltongue is because of Voldemort's original curse. He put himself A part of the ability stays with you."

It dawned on Harry, and the annoyance that he might have been the heir of Slytherin disappeared immediately.

"The real heir of Slytherin is..." Harry was a little puzzled.

"It's Voldemort..." Iger spread out his hands: "He released the basilisk fifty years ago and planted the blame... Oh shit! I said, I seem to have forgotten something!"

Iger's face gradually turned ugly, and then he disappeared into the auditorium with a 'snap'. A few minutes later, on the streets of London, Iger squatted on the side of the road with his head covered in dizziness, shaking his head. After the dizziness disappeared, Iger He hurriedly found a public toilet nearby, and happened to see Mr. Weasley walking in.

"Mr. Weasley!" Iger shouted in a hurry, Arthur turned his head and looked at Iger in surprise: "Iger, why are you here?"

"I'm here to find the minister. I have something to tell him." Iger hurriedly greeted Arthur, got into a cubicle, stepped on the toilet and flushed himself in.

A green magic fire lit up with a 'boom'. In the hall of the Ministry of Magic, Iger rushed into a group of wizards who were about to go to work. Looking at a tall golden statue, Iger couldn't help but snorted. How could the centaur and the goblin look at the wizard like that?

The statue is a wizard holding a wand high, beside the centaurs, goblins and house elves are looking at the wizard holding the wand with adoring faces...

"Iger, slow down, wait for me." Mr. Weasley hurriedly caught up with Iger: "Let's go, I will take you to find the minister."

It has to be said that it is easy to have acquaintances. Mr. Weasley took Iger all the way to the minister's office, ignoring the paper airplanes flying around above his head, and Iger knocked on the door lightly.

"Oh... Iger?" Fudge was a little surprised when he saw Iger and the two who pushed the door in. Arthur said hello to Fudge, then patted Iger on the shoulder and turned to leave.

"Mr. Minister, good morning." Iger greeted Fudge with a smile.

"Good morning, what's the matter with coming to see me early in the morning? If I remember correctly, it doesn't seem to be a Hogwarts holiday at this time." Fudge looked at Iger cheerfully and asked.

"I'm here for Hagrid, our gamekeeper." Eglar passed a chair and sat opposite Fudge: "After my investigation, it was not Hagrid who did the Chamber of Secrets incident at Hogwarts fifty years ago, because To open the Chamber of Secrets, you must have a Parseltongue, but you must know, Mr. Minister, that Hagrid is a half-giant, and he cannot be a Parseltongue."

Fudge nodded suddenly: "So... are you here?"

"I'm not asking for any compensation from Hagrid. After all, fifty years have passed." Fudge was relieved by Iger's words, but Fudge was still a little puzzled.

"I just hope that Hagrid's wand can be used. After all, as a wizard, it's too sad to have no wand. It's just a trivial request..." Iger nodded, stretched out his index finger and thumb: " A little bit... Besides, I think the Minister should have heard about Hogwarts' final assessment this year, and I am mainly here on behalf of Hogwarts, hoping that Mr. Minister will show his face..."

Fudge stared at Iger for a while, then laughed: "I have to say,

Iger, you are a very smart and excellent little wizard, I have no reason not to agree to your request, right? "

Iger immediately bowed to Fudge: "Then thank you for your kindness, Minister."

"I also hope that Iger can come to the Ministry of Magic after graduation. To be honest, I really appreciate you very much." Fudge looked at Iger and said seriously, then wrote a warrant and handed it to Iger: "About the matter of your gamekeepers , I will let you know."

Iger smiled, then said goodbye to Fudge, and left with a warrant.

When Iger sent Fudge's warrant allowing the use of the wand to Hagrid, Hagrid cried excitedly on the spot. Iger knew that Hagrid had always liked magic, but he hadn't been able to use it for so many years.

"I've always kept it well. They broke my wand back then, but luckily Professor Dumbledore fixed it for me. I've always kept it in my umbrella..." Hagrid cried, While taking out his wand from the little red umbrella: "I really want to thank you very much, Iger...Have you had breakfast yet?"

"Eat, eat..." Iger nodded hurriedly, even though he wanted to find an excuse to drink some wine with Hagrid to pass the time, but when he saw Hagrid brought the big pot of sticky stew, he didn't know what was stewing After the stew, Iger left in a hurry...

...

It was another week of Defense Against the Dark Arts class. When the clock on the wall pointed to the end of get out of class time, basically four-fifths of the sixth graders in front of Iger had learned to cast spells silently.

For them, the gap between learning and not learning is simply a big difference.

After learning it, they can barely use those crappy silent spells to resist Iger's attack in Iger's silent field; if they don't learn it, they can only hold the wand and watch Iger attack themselves...

For seven school years, sixth graders' Defense Against the Dark Arts class was far less interesting than other school years...

The seventh grade learns restrictive black magic that can pose a threat to rough-skinned and thick-skinned creatures such as trolls and eagle horses, such as Snape's Shadowless God. Of course, Iger will also use it when teaching them. Teach them to heal as before, so as not to make any major mistakes. But even so, Professor McGonagall has always disapproved of Iger teaching them such a dangerous spell.

The fourth and fifth grades are about the flexible use of spells.

"Grasp the timing of using it well, even the transformation spell or the levitation spell can achieve unexpected effects in the battle." Iger waved his wand in his hand: "For example!"

A rope of 'Shua' was wrapped around the necks of Fred and George and pulled back, and then the rope was released. The twins stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and laughter rang out from around them.

"Sometimes you may feel that the opponent's spell has been missed. In fact, there may be a rope behind you waiting to strangle your necks. , Try not to go where they have cast a spell, if you are lucky you will step on shit, if you are not lucky you will fall into the swamp."

Iger said in an unhurried tone: "Also, I suggest that you keep in mind all kinds of fast spells as much as possible when you are fighting, such as removing your weapon. It may sound monotonous, but it can be used at critical times. Save your lives..."

"Mr. Morrisseys, you always say that when we fight ... when we fight ... but we will definitely encounter these battles?" Angelina looked at Iger teasingly, just now Iger's rope strangled Fer Red made her feel very dissatisfied.

"Of course, who hasn't had a time to conflict with others?" Iger smiled: "What's more, in the magic world we live in, there are at least 30% of black wizards, and 30% of pure blood and black wizards have similarities." Unclear relationships, excluding these six levels, the remaining 40% of ordinary wizards will occasionally have some conflicts in private."

"I hope you don't forget that Professor Quirrell was attacked by werewolves and vampires when he was in Albania, and was possessed by Voldemort's remnant soul in the end." Iger shook his head: "Magic is a kind of It is magical and charming, but there is one thing that cannot be denied, that is, magic is also very dangerous. Even in Hogwarts, there may be black magic items that you don’t understand. A kind heart, but at the same time I don’t want you to turn a blind eye to some dangers and take it lightly, that is irresponsible for your own life.”

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