Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

"By the way, how do we choose our own school's warriors? Dumbledore didn't say that just now. Could it be a vote?" Fred looked at Iger.

"Certainly not." Iger shrugged, with a perfunctory face: "Maybe it's a lottery."

Fred: "..."

"Do you want to participate?" George glanced at Harry and the others.

Harry and Ron looked at each other, slightly moved.

"Personally, I think it's better for you not to sign up. Believe me, ordinary people will pass out in the first item..." Iger glanced at the two of them and said softly.

"Iger, you must know what the competition is, right?" Ron looked at Iger imploringly.

"Yeah, just because I know, of course, if you are elected, I will tell you if there is a suitable opportunity." Iger whispered.

"Why not now?" Fred was a little unwilling to give up.

"Because I'm afraid you won't have the courage to sign up if I tell you..." Iger grinned and smiled maliciously.

Think about it, a boy under the age of 18 learned that the first level is to grab an egg from under the fire dragon's butt with a small wooden stick...

Normal people wouldn't do that, would they?

"I think it's better for you not to sign up. Iger didn't cheat you this time, which means he also thinks it's too dangerous for you..." Hermione looked at the few people sincerely, she didn't want her good friend One of them accidentally died on the field.

Iger: "..."

How do you say that I am a pit?

"Yeah, I think the same as Hermione..." A voice of resentment came from behind, and they turned their heads to look, and Neville was following them with a pale face: "But my grandma will definitely ask me to participate Yes, she always says that I should protect the honor of the family, all I need is... ouch..."

Neville's foot got stuck on a fake step, and Iger casually lifted him up.

A suit of armor on the top of the building jingled and laughed, looking extremely nasty.

"Shut up, you!" Ron casually punched the armor's head as he passed by.

Arriving at the door of the common room, Iger greeted everyone and then turned and left, walking all the way to the dormitory where Aisha lived.

"God, that guy is so happy..." Ron muttered brokenly.

Hermione snorted unhappily when she heard the words, and You Mengyu stretched out her small hand and gently poked Hermione's arm: "Aren't you angry?"

Hermione froze suddenly, this question was asked...

What should I say, it's exciting to think of three people?

I like Aisha a lot?

No, it will be regarded as a pervert...

"Of course you're angry, but what's the use?" Hermione explained calmly, "Everyone has shortcomings."

emmm...it must not be because I like Aisha...

Well, definitely not...

Three people live together...what kind of state will it be?

Hermione blushed thinking.

"What a scumbag..." Not far behind, Fred expressed emotion.

He also has some doubts, how will two women and one man live in the future?

If Iger succeeds...

So can it be reversed?

"It's a good thing that Iger doesn't like Ginny, otherwise, even if he is the boss, I would smash his nose!" George vowed.

"Not even God." Ron nodded, and gave Harry a meaningful look.

Harry is a bit tactful, how can the couple deal with the quarrel in the future?

With a big wave of Ginny's hand, six uncles ran over...

Nima's is terrible...

Especially Sekiguchi who thinks Cho Zhang is very beautiful recently...

Should I not talk in my sleep when I sleep?

Harry suddenly envied Iger, he is strong and tough, the key is that he can still find two girlfriends, even though one of them is a bit older, but the big ones are not only about the figure...

He wanted to learn from Iger and ask how he did it.

It's a pity that Iger may be the dormitory where the apparition returned, and Harry couldn't squat to Iger in the lounge.

In the morning of the next day, the rampant storm last night had subsided, but the ceiling of the auditorium was still gloomy, with thick blue-gray clouds rolling from time to time.

"Today's class is very good. We spent the whole morning outdoors." Ron mumbled, holding the timetable in his hand: "Herbology class, with Hufflepuff students, magical animals... unlucky, Slytherin again..."

"There are two divination sessions in the afternoon." Harry lowered his head and sighed.

Divination was his least favorite class after Potions...

No, Divination class is not as good as Potions class right now...

"I think the divination class is quite good, and occasionally I can find some specious futures." Iger smiled: "But for young wizards, the divination class is really not very good, and young people rarely can relax their minds. Peek into the future."

"You mean, the older ones can go?" Ron looked at Iger.

Iger shook his head: "No, I mean you are not salty enough..."

Ron: "???"

There were bursts of owls hooting overhead, and more than a hundred owls flew in through the window above the auditorium, bringing in pieces of mail.

"Guhahaha~" Lak flapped his wings and ignored Iger's outstretched arm, landed on Iger's corner accurately, and then stretched out his small paws and kicked Tim Gambey aside. Tim Gambey was weak. Weakly flapping its wings, it landed in Hermione's arms.

"It's got a lot of personality..." Harry murmured while looking at Rucker.

Iger twitched the corner of his mouth, hugged Lak from his head, and opened the small bag on Lak's paw.

"What did you buy again?" Ron stretched his head curiously and looked at the package in Iger's hand.

"Emmm... Muggle cameras and... a few cameras and TVs, and a batch of revealing potions..." Iger said softly.

"Why did you buy this thing? For Colin?" Harry was a little curious.

"Um...Of course not..." Iger shook his head: "I got the inspiration from watching the binoculars during the World Cup, and I was bored during the holidays, and I didn't want to watch Muggle TV shows, so I came up with a bold idea. Idea, I want to try to make an alchemy camera that can work in a magical magnetic field environment, so that in the future, the wizarding world can have our wizards’ own movies and TV, and you don’t have to stand in front of the radio station to listen to music.”

"It's so handsome..." Ron's eyes lit up suddenly.

"Of course, I'm just imagining this. After all, I haven't figured out many transmission operations yet." Iger smiled: "But if it goes well, this year's Triwizard Tournament may be recorded..."

"I'm even thinking, if possible, can we wizards have our own playground, our own movie theater or something."

Iger said cheerfully, a big hand behind him gently stroked Iger's head, turned his head to look, Dumbledore was looking at himself with a smile on his face.

"I believe you will succeed." Dumbledore's blue eyes were full of appreciation.

"Of course, I believe it too." Iger nodded cheerfully.

Is Iger really idle and boring?

Of course it is, but not all...

Think about it, if you showed Naruto to the young Grindelwald, would Grindelwald change to the peaceful route? Or staged a show with Dumbledore, what is gay love and hatred?

If the ten-year-old Voldemort had a look at Dragon Ball, would Voldemort give up the wand and take the route of a muscular man?

Will Voldemort still be called Voldemort? Will it be changed to Frieza or something?

Iger couldn't help grinning, is he the father of film/TV in the wizarding world?