Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

"I can meet a dementor, what's going on?" Iger looked at Dumbledore with some expectation: "I found that there are more and more strange things about me, which makes me feel a little inexplicable, and things are not controlled by myself. It feels bad to be in control, so I thought I should come to you and ask."

Dumbledore nodded suddenly: "That's true, it seems that we all have the same shortcomings, Iger, we always want things to develop according to our wishes..."

Fox moved his paws, looked at Iger, turned his head and squatted down in the other direction, and continued to sleep. Dumbledore sat leisurely on the soft chair beside him: "I just went to the bathroom, the night life of the elderly is not stable..."

Looking at Iger, who was speechless and slightly helpless, Dumbledore laughed: "I...have never heard of a bloodline like yours...but I do know an interesting legend."

Iger was stunned for a while, why is this still related to the legend?

"It is said that human beings are not capable of magic, because strictly speaking, human beings should be regarded as a member of animals, not a member of magical animals." Dumbledore clapped his hands lightly, and a piece of chocolate cake appeared in front of him. , the old man gave Iger a gentle look with his light blue eyes: "Would you like some?"

"Uh... no, thank you..." Iger waved his hand and refused: "So, what's the point of this legend?"

"Of course it makes sense. There is no need to doubt that humans evolved from animals." Dumbledore looked at Iger: "However, some wizards believe that wizards' abilities are not possessed by humans, but by nature." The ability left by another creature in the bloodline, such as demons, goblins, and elves in the legends of various countries..."

Seeing Iger's surprised eyes, Dumbledore chuckled: "It's not unusual, Professor Flitwick is of half-elf blood, and the elf blood also brought him a unique magical talent. The champion of the duel contest, when the goblins rebelled hundreds of years ago, there were a lot of half-fairy blood."

"Or Hagrid, I think you should know that he is a half-giant, and ordinary spells are useless on him. This also comes from the ability of blood." Dumbledore said with a smile: "So, this point of view It is still recognized by many people, in fact, even I think they have a lot of truth to say."

"From my personal point of view, you may have too much power from your bloodline, which has led to some atavistic aspects, such as casting spells without a staff, or resistance to dementors. After all, apart from Humans and other creatures are not very sensitive to dementors, and it is also difficult for dementors to perceive the emotions of animals." Dumbledore said slowly: "You should be similar to them."

Iger nodded suddenly, and Dumbledore looked at Iger curiously: "I thought you would go to the bottom of it to find the secret of your own life experience. I have seen children who don't know their origin like you and end up going astray. But judging by your appearance, I don't need to worry about it..."

"Why should I look for my own life experience?" Iger looked at Dumbledore inexplicably: "I didn't live for others, why should I make myself uncomfortable?"

"You see very clearly, child..." Dumbledore was a little lost: "Okay, go back to sleep, if I remember correctly, you have class tomorrow? The Patronus Charm is a very difficult magic, you need to pay I'm more concerned."

"Okay, good night, professor..." Iger nodded, turned around and left quietly.

Dumbledore watched the door where Iger left without saying a word for a long time, then dug another piece of chocolate with the small spoon in his hand and sent it to his mouth...

"You didn't say one thing just now, Albus." Phineas opened his eyes at some point, leaning on the photo frame and looking at Dumbledore.

"Really?" Dumbledore looked at the portrait aside in surprise.

"That child is not a pure human being." Phineas looked at Dumbledore a little irritably: "Okay, stop pretending."

"Oh..." Dumbledore looked at Phineas in a daze, "So?"

WTM! Phineas froze for a moment, not knowing what to say.

"Iger is a human being, there is no dispute about Phineas." Dumbledore looked at Phineas's portrait with a calm face: "He has flesh and blood, with a warm breath of life, and his affection and love are the same. The most important thing is that he doesn't have a long tail..."

Dumbledore seemed to be amused by his own words: "Don't you like him?"

Phineas snorted and stopped talking. He closed his eyes and began to pretend to be asleep. Dumbledore smiled and went back to the room upstairs in the office.

...

"Today, what we are going to learn is a very important and very difficult magic." Iger flicked his wand and looked at the trembling sixth graders below: "Okay, okay, put away your panicked looks, You don't have to fight me today..."

There was a burst of cheers from below, and even Percy was excited.

"But what you are going to face today is a dementor..." Iger looked down with a smile, and the laughter in the classroom stopped abruptly. Wood's smile froze on his face, like a dementor that was suddenly strangled rooster.

A sobbing sound came, and a female Hufflepuff leaned weakly on the chair not far away, her face was pale, and even the boys who had always been more courageous were sweating on their foreheads at this moment...

The class schedule is different every year in the same school year. This year, the sixth graders are Gryffindor and Hufflepuff taking Defense Against the Dark Arts together. (Waiting) Waiting (Dead)' students feel very good.

"Come and learn from me, thinking of the happiest thing in your life, or the happiest thing in your dream, come with me: call God to protect you!" Iger shook his wand.

"Call God to protect..." came a distraught voice, and the eyes of the students below were dull. It seemed that they really couldn't think of anything to be happy about...

Iger's smile remained unchanged, he stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, half of the chains on the outside of the big box behind him disappeared immediately: "I will only teach it three times at most, and then I will release the dementors. Students are left to their own devices..."

"Guardian!" Wood suddenly stood up and shouted, forcing himself to think of some happy things, with a trace of tears on his pale face, Iger felt that he must have thought of something very happy, and wept with joy...

As a little white light appeared on the tip of Wood's wand, the classroom was suddenly excited. Students screamed and raised their wands, thinking of happy things in their minds, and shouting in their mouths to call for protection. Suddenly, the entire classroom Inside is a large expanse of whiteness.

Iger grinned, yes, the desire to survive can be said to be very strong...

What a successful Defense Against the Dark Arts class, the students are also very smart...

Iger felt a burst of joy from the bottom of his heart. This may be the most efficient class he has ever taken as a substitute...

Sure enough, is there no motivation without pressure? Iger looked thoughtfully at the students below, wondering what he was planning.

"Very good!" Iger clapped his hands and signaled everyone to pause. At this time, most of the students looked excited, but after seeing Iger, everyone's emotions quickly cooled down. Iger's smile seemed to them at this time Colder than a dementor, a chill that not even a Patronus can dispel.

"But a thin barrier can only stop the dementors from harming you at most, and I need you to summon a complete patron saint." Iger shook his wand: "I'll give you thirty seconds, think about it Nothing pleases you more than what you just thought."

"Start..." As he spoke, Iger casually took out his pocket watch...

A group of students hurriedly and desperately searched their memories, looking forward to finding the happiest thing for them, and some people were imagining how happy their lives would be in the future.

Soon, Iger put away the pocket watch: "Okay, everyone, come and learn from me for the second time, call God to protect you!"

"Call God to protect you!"

This time, the shouts in the room were unexpectedly unified, and with a few swishes, four or five complete patron saints jumped out, writhing in the sky above the room, as if they had been intensified by something, and there was another The tips of the wands of several people continued to tremble, and seven or eight patron saints emerged one after another. The room at this time was extremely holy.

"Very good!" Iger clapped his hands, but he was secretly surprised. He originally planned to scare him, but he never thought that the seriousness of this group of students would surprise him.

Looking at the tumbling patron saints in front of him with a smile, Iger nodded: "Okay, put away your patron saints."

Watching the students put away the Patronus, Iger snapped his fingers again, and the chain on the box behind him had been completely opened. With a bang, the dementor stuck out a hand from the box, and the temperature of the room It fell down immediately.

Iger stepped on the box, and firmly stuck the head of the dementor on the edge of the box. A few meters away, the dementor sucked in the happy emotions of the students just now. In the classroom where the temperature dropped suddenly, a group of students had pale faces, and some girls even closed their eyes in fear.

"How do you feel?" Iger looked cheerfully at the students around him: "Do you feel that you will never be happy again? When you face the dementors, what you have to do is to live in this cold and dead In a desperate situation, your happiest and most intense emotions are born, this...is the most difficult part of the Patronus Charm."

Iger made it very clear that eating at the dining table is very pleasant, but eating in the toilet is not so pleasant. Many people can't eat it. This is the same as the Patronus Charm.

Looking at the pale-faced students below, Iger stepped on the box and waved his wand cheerfully: "Come on, come with me to learn one last time: call God to protect you!"

"Call God to guard!" A series of screams sounded, perhaps the students around him gave each other courage. To Iger's surprise, there were more patron saints summoned this time than the one just now! Even the students who didn't react too much just now trembled violently at the tip of their sticks.

However, Wood's appearance of releasing the patron saint while crying was selectively ignored by Iger.

"Very good! Crooked Good!" Iger stuffed the Dementor back into the box, sat down on the box and looked down and clapped his hands: "Excellent beyond my expectations!"

Immediately, Iger shook his wand, and pieces of rich and mellow dark chocolate appeared on the students' tables: "Eat some chocolate, I think you may feel better."

"Don't we need to face that thing?" Wood looked at the box under Iger's buttocks with some horror.

"This is not for you, this is the final exam for the lower grades..." Iger looked at the students cheerfully: "Of course, the practical exam for the final exam this year will also be the dementia for students who do not participate in the basilisk crusade Strange…"

The girl who was paralyzed in fright just now groaned weakly: "I want to write a letter to my mother, asking her to allow me to hunt down the basilisk..."