Malfoy ended up licking his face and licking the dog, because if Egg was going to attack a little girl, there was basically no girl in Hogwarts who could refuse, which made Malfoy a little worried.

However, judging from Egger's current observations, Malfoy's licking dog is not up to the mark.

At least after working hard at the dinner party for more than an hour, Astoria didn't pay much attention to him, quite a little swan posture.

As for Malfoy, it's the toad...

In English, this behavior of him is called Flatterer, sycophant, sycophant.

However, Iger felt that this was not enough to describe Malfoy's behavior, so he translated it in his less authentic English, which could probably be called Lick dog: licking dog...

Abbreviation: L· D…

"What you say is so ugly..."

After the dinner, Malfoy sat down at the table and muttered dejectedly.

"I've already lifted you up, lick the dog, lick the dog, lick the dog, you can't lick like you, it's just a dog..."

Malfoy eventually went back to his dorm room in despair.

Egger didn't stay in the auditorium for long, and when all the desserts on the long table were gone, Egger went back to his dormitory.

At night, in the Headmaster's room, Snape was frowning at Dumbledore in front of him.

"You're going to let him catch the Dark Lord? IMHO, it's not a good idea. ”

The black robes were a little messy, and it looked a little dusty, Dumbledore raised his head and looked at Snape for a long time, and nodded slightly: "It's really not a good idea, especially for a twelve-year-old boy, but Egger is no ordinary child." ”

"No matter how ordinary you are, you're just a child." Snape frowned in emphasis, looking not very appreciative of Dumbledore's decision.

"That kid can blow up half a hill with a spell, that's what you said." Dumbledore looked at Snape with a smile.

"But the way he controls magic is as rough as the dead skin of a troll's feet." Snape's voice was greasy and crooked, lashing out at Egg's spellcasting skills.

"Iger has agreed, it's a long and good experience for him, the flowers in the greenhouse are beautiful, but they can't stand the wind and rain to beat Severus, you know that." Dumbledore looked at Snape pleadingly, "Trust me, I won't hurt him." ”

Snape looked at Dumbledore with a blank face, silent not knowing what to say.

The atmosphere in the room was a little dreary, and Fawkes was lying on the shelves silent.

"You said you would protect her, but you didn't do it." Snape's face was gloomy, and his voice sounded a little choked.

"I thought you didn't really care about that kid, Severus—" Dumbledore's face was calm.

Snape's voice was still so slow, but his tone was rarely less somber.

"He's, my disciple."

……

The most joyful time of Christmas every year is the moment you wake up in the morning and see your gifts.

For Iger, the meaning of receiving a gift is not how valuable the gift is, but the moment he sees his gift, he can tell himself with pride.

Look, there are so many people thinking about you.

Therefore, for Iger, the more gifts the better, and the more important thing is the heart, not the price.

It's like Fred and George's huge package, when Iger opens it and finds two big bags of cat food...

In a similar vein to his gift to Sirius, Egg gave him two large bags of dog food...

Stuffed into his mouth and tasted, Iger thought it tasted good, it was the taste of Orleans roasted wings.

Fortunately, it didn't taste like dried fish, and Egger didn't like the fishy smell of sea fish.

Another example is that Hermione gave her this year, a thick, catnip-filled pillow, and Egg felt that this girl was afraid that she didn't want to die in her arms.

Malfoy's gift was as valuable as ever, a pair of black knight's boots that looked delicate and capable, and Iger remembered that Lockhart had a pair.

Aisha sent the same clothes as in previous years, and watching Egger gradually become taller is the happiest thing for Aisha.

Snape still sent the bottles and jars, and Egg picked out the elixir and stuffed the rest of the potions into the suitcase beside him.

The suitcase was given to Iger by Newt, and the small black box had another vast space and a variety of strange environments, according to Newt, he had a box like this when he was young, and it was full of magical animals, and it was very convenient to live in the box when he was in the wild.

The only thing that's bad is that it's not necessarily where it is when you come out of the box...

Egger also went into the box and looked at it, there was a lot of space inside, and there was enough space to bury hundreds of himself...

Ron gave Iger a set of Charlie Artillery uniforms, which should be the best Christmas gift in Ron's eyes, Iger knew that Ron had been greedy for a long time, and he was not willing to buy it himself, so he made a gold wand out of the Philosopher's Stone and gave it to him, if he sold it, he would probably be able to buy a good new wand, and he could also buy a new pet...

After packing up all the gifts in the room, Egg washed up and went all the way to the headmaster's room, picked up Fawkes from the shelf, took the sorting hat and buckled it on his head, and turned to leave.

Fawkes resigned himself to his fate, and the general upside-down onion was carried by Egg, and the bird's face was full of lovelessness.

All the way to the girls' bathroom on the second floor, Egger opened the door of the secret room and jumped in, the whistling underground wind blew in his ears, and the air was filled with a trace of fishy smell.

Whizzing down from the long tunnel, Egg hissed as he looked at the two intertwined snakes on the stone wall in front of him, "Open! ”

With a bang, the stone wall opened, and Iger easily deducted the emeralds from the eyes of the two snakes and walked in, and for the first time he really saw this secret room that had been sleeping for thousands of years.

It has been rumored that all four Headmasters have left their own legacies at Hogwarts, but as far as is known, Slytherin is the only one.

Or buried deep under the girls' bathroom, what kind of weird fetish is this Slytherin?

The smell in the air is terrible, fishy, rancid, and the smell of in the sewers...

Fortunately, after passing through the stone wall, the smell dissipated, and the entangled snake-headed stone pillars in the quiet room in front of him revealed an ancient atmosphere that could not be washed away, and the stone moss on the wall was verdant in the humid environment at the bottom of the lake, and the room reflected was green.

Stepping out lightly, the footsteps were very obvious under the echo of the surrounding walls, and the whole secret room was dark and quiet, and Iger felt that people with poor psychological quality might be driven crazy by the environment here.

The sound of ticking water was constantly ringing in my ears, and occasionally I could see a sparkling drop falling overhead, probably from a crack in the rock above.

There were many stone pillars in the room, stretching forward in pairs, and when Egg reached the last pair of stone pillars, a stone face appeared in front of him, with a large face like an old dragon and a monkey, a long beard that dragged down to the hem of a robe carved out of stone, and two gray feet stood on the smooth floor of the room.

The stone sculpture was very large, and Egg looked at the stone sculpture in front of him and nodded slightly, daring to make his statue so ugly, indicating that Slytherin should not be the kind of person who thinks he is very great.

At least he had a clear understanding of his ugliness, although judging from the statue this was already the appearance of an old Slytherin, but it didn't seem to be handsome when he was young...

Should... Not as handsome as me......

Egg looked at the huge stone statue in front of him and pondered.