Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

"Speaking of which, I happen to have an interesting idea recently. I'm planning to hold a duel club to give you practical combat experience." Iger spread out his hands: "Do you have any ideas?"

"Great!" The twins immediately said in unison, and the students in the audience began to discuss.

"The time will be set on the weekend after Halloween. Interested students can participate on their own, regardless of age." Iger smiled: "I will post an announcement tonight, and when you do so in public You can see it in the living room."

Within two days, Iger became a topic of discussion among the students in the college again. Compared with the Chamber of Secrets and the Basilisk last time, it is obvious that the Dueling Club this time has attracted more interest from the students. After all, the Dueling Club is not limited to students. age.

At night, in the principal's room, Iger and Harry were sitting on two soft chairs with some doubts. Harry turned his head to look at Iger who was drinking juice. He really couldn't be as casual as Iger in front of the principal...

"So... What's the matter with calling us here at night?" Iger looked at Dumbledore and asked.

"Ah...I received a request from a student who wanted to meet you." Dumbledore smiled: "After calculating the time, I guess it should be here."

As soon as the words were finished, the door of the principal's room was opened, and a man with an unshaven beard and long hair walked in. His eyes locked on Harry the moment he entered.

"Harry..." The man's eyes shone with excitement.

"This is Sirius Black, your godfather, Harry..." Dumbledore smiled.

"Godfather..." Harry swallowed, looking nervously at Sirius in front of him.

Sirius' eyes were slightly red, and he walked up to Harry and looked at Harry carefully, as if he wanted to reach out and touch Harry's face, but he was afraid of scaring him.

"I know you must be a little tired of hearing it, but you are very similar to James..." Sirius took a deep breath, and his voice was a little excited: "Eyes..."

"Like my mother... I know." Harry looked at Sirius with a clumsy smile, followed by joy from the bottom of his heart.

Sirius laughed, and couldn't help reaching out to hug Harry: "I'm sorry I haven't been able to see you for so many years. To be honest, I really wanted to stay in Azkaban for the rest of my life because of my Suggest, James he..."

"But that's not your fault." Harry hurriedly interrupted Sirius: "No one would have thought that something like that would happen."

"Harry is right, Sirius..." Dumbledore nodded, and looked at Sirius seriously: "If you really feel guilty, then I suggest you protect Harry in the future, I want to tell you But Voldemort is still alive and could return at any moment."

"I know, Professor." Sirius smiled.

"It's an inexplicable way of doing it. It's not a crime to stay in a ghostly place like Azkaban for so long..." On the wall, the portrait of Phineas muttered something.

Iger turned his head and looked at Phineas curiously: "Aren't you the most anxious one before?"

"I won't open the door for you after you talk like that again, kid." Phineas shouted a little irritablely, and Iger grinned and smiled.

"Yes, Iger Morrissey..." Sirius let go of Harry's shoulders, stepped forward and hugged Iger: "I heard what Kingsley said, thanks to you, I can come out."

"If you wanted to come out, you would have come out a long time ago... Padfoot?" Iger chuckled: "I even think I'm a little meddling."

"How could that be?" Sirius shook his head and laughed: "I always thought that bastard Peter was dead, and I felt ashamed to justify anything. In fact, when Kingsley told me that Peter Pettigrew was caught, I wanted to kill him Yes, but those guys guarded too well,

It seems that he should know that he is an Animagus. "

"I have to say, you are the smartest little wizard I have ever seen, Iger." Sirius looked at Iger and smiled: "I really want to thank you."

"You don't have to thank me. In fact, I could have rescued you a long time ago, but I have not done anything because of some scruples. If you don't blame me, I will be thankful..." Iger smiled dryly, always feeling a little sorry Sirius.

"It doesn't matter, as long as I can catch that bastard, I can stay as long as I want. If you can help me kill him, I would rather not come out." Sirius smiled, and patted Iger's shoulder lightly: "In the future If there is anything that can help, just write to me."

"I don't think I need to write a letter, I can do it now." Iger smiled: "You have a house elf at home, right? It's called Kreacher?"

Sirius looked at Iger in surprise, but still didn't ask Iger how he knew: "Why, you want an elf? That guy is getting old, I can give you a better one."

"No, I mean he has one thing in there, it's a locket, your brother told him to bring it back, I don't know if you know, it's a very important thing for Voldemort, your brother ordered Kreacher to destroy it But he can't destroy it, I hope you can take me and Professor Dumbledore to your house, we need to destroy it." Iger nodded and said.

"Of course, but you said my brother is..." Sirius looked at Iger in a daze, and then his face gradually became stiff: "Regulus?"

"Yes, that's him." Iger nodded.

"That's impossible, he's a Death Eater." Sirius frowned thoughtfully.

"If the information I collected is correct, the original Death Eaters followed Voldemort because of pure blood supporters and the pursuit of power and glory. Your brother should have gradually discovered the true face of Voldemort, so he decided to resist. Unfortunately, the only reliable There is only one house elf as a helper." Iger shook his head: "He is also a very brave person..."

Sirius nodded with a stiff expression, his eyes were slightly red: "I shouldn't call him a coward..."

"When are we leaving?" Sirius looked at Iger.

"Anytime." Dumbledore nodded, and then looked at Harry: "I'm sorry Harry, but I think you will have a long time together, so please go back to the dormitory and sleep for a while to digest Take a look at this surprise."

Harry nodded, turned and left the room.

Iger was about to take the two of them to Apparate, but was stopped by Dumbledore: "I don't recommend that you take two grown men to Apparate to London, Iger, I'm really afraid that your head will blow up... "

As he said that, Dumbledore motioned for the two to grab his sleeves and waved to Fox, and the three disappeared into the principal's room in an instant.

A few minutes later, in a place not too far from King's Cross Station in London, Iger felt the apparition just now, and looked at Dumbledore helplessly: "Professor, I also want a phoenix, you still need me What about..."

Dumbledore sighed with some regret: "I really don't have this, what do you think of Fox?"

On Dumbledore's shoulder, Fawkes let out a somewhat unhappy grunt, his old and dense feathers trembling.

"Not so good..." Iger flattened his mouth: "He only listens to you, I want to belong to my Phoenix..."

"Unfortunately, I don't know where the other phoenixes are. This family has always been very mysterious, even Fox refused to tell me." Dumbledore shook his head helplessly: "But if I have the opportunity to meet them in my lifetime If I hear them, I will send a message for you and ask if there is any Phoenix willing to follow you."

"Thank you very much..." Iger smiled: "This is counted as the fourth thing, but there will be a fifth soon."

"To be honest, I regret it a little..." Dumbledore followed Sirius with small steps. Although they were all dressed in robes, they were not conspicuous in London at this time. Well, few people go out at night.

After walking for about ten minutes, Sirius brought the two of them to a house. Although No. 12 Grimmauld Place hadn't cast the Fidelity Charm at this time, even so, the group of Muggles turned a blind eye to this place. .

Sirius led the two of them into the house. As soon as he entered the room, he called Kreacher's name rudely. Dumbledore stretched out his hand to signal Sirius not to be so rude. The three of them came all the way to a dilapidated hall with old furniture. I could vaguely see what it looked like in its glory days, and Iger looked around in surprise. It didn't seem as old and dilapidated as it was described in the book. Think about it, after all, there are so many old luxury goods to support it...

Immediately, a thin figure slowly appeared in front of the three of them. Iger looked at the house elf in front of him and was a little surprised. This elf was quite sloppy, but did the big hooked nose bump into Snape? ?