Ever since Harry and Ron had risked their lives to find them, Hermione hadn't been so concerned about their school rule violations.

At this time, the two realized the importance of having a friend who was a top student, the weather in Scotland in November was very cold, and the more and more homework left by a group of professors also made the two of them feel colder and colder, but fortunately, Hermione was able to help them a lot, although they would not lend them homework to copy, but at least there was a place where Hermione was willing to teach them.

"Why only for Egger?" Ron watched enviously as Egg's fingers swung and manipulated the quill, which copied Hermione's homework.

Hermione rolled her eyes, "Because Iger is going to do it." ”

"You said Iger wouldn't even have a simple cold potion." Ron said with a bitter face.

"It's simple, even if I don't even know how to match running water, Severus will do well in my homework." Iger said absent-mindedly.

"What about the history of magic?" Ron asked, "There's also astronomy, history of magic, or herb classes." ”

"None of that matters," Egger grinned as he cupped his chin, "No teacher can resist my confusion spell..."

"Are you the devil?" Ron was horrified: "You're going to be expelled..."

"Just kidding, in fact, I'm pretty good in these subjects, as long as the things I've heard are basically imprinted in my head, I can pass the exam steadily." Iger said with a grin.

"We can too—" Ron flattened.

Harry turned his head and gave Ron a dry look, and Ron tilted his head, "Okay, I'm bragging..."

"For the herb class, you should ask Neville for help." Iger thought for a moment and said, "Don't look at Neville's timidity, I said he was very talented. ”

"What about the others?" Harry looked at Egg expectantly.

"Ask those two Indian girls in astronomy class, they've always been interested in these gods." Iger thought for a moment: "If you say the history of magic, copy it from the book, the answer to the history homework must be in the book, just give examples and attach your own opinions to write a paper, in fact, it is very simple, the history of magic is not as boring as Professor Binns said." ”

"You've got a knack for tackling homework," Ron looked at Iger in surprise.

Egger laughed: "You have to have a trick to everything, it's up to you to find out carefully." ”

Harry looked fascinated by the copy of the Magical Quidditch Ball that Hermione had helped him find.

"There are more than 700 foul methods, all of which came in a World Cup in 1473, oh my God, what happened that year..."Iger rubbed his head and looked at the book in Harry's hand, and couldn't help but smack his lips: "You have to be careful, I heard Fred say that most Quidditch accidents happen to Seekers, and they tend to be the worst." ”

"That's why you don't want to compete, do you?" Harry looked at Egg and laughed, "Because magic is not allowed in the game, not even without a wand..."

"You guessed it right, I'm afraid I can't help but give the other party a petrification spell." Iger nodded.

Hermione leaned next to Egg, holding a small jam jar in her arms, and in the jar was a handful of blue flames, which she conjured up to keep a few people warm, but it was against the school rules, and the school did not allow students to play with fire...

In the distance, Snape limped across the courtyard, Iger snatched the jam jar from Hermione's hand and put it in his arms, Harry closed the book to avoid being troubled by Snape.

"What's in your hand, Potter?" Snape's gloomy eyes fixed on Harry.

Iger shrugged helplessly, for Harry, even Iger couldn't distract Snape.

Harry showed him, and Snape snatched the book: "The books in the library are not allowed to be taken out of the school, give him to me, and Gryffindor will deduct five points." ”

"He made up a makeshift rule!" Watching Snape limp away, Harry looked indignant: "I don't know what happened to his leg. ”

"I don't know, but I hope he chokes on it." Ron smiled gloatingly, then glanced at Egg cautiously, "Don't tell him..."

Iger burst into laughter.

Harry was visibly absent-minded for the whole day, and when he returned to the tower at night, the four of them gathered around the fireplace, Egg and Hermione snuggled up under a blanket and played with the villain tiger gun, Harry looked at Ron, and he decided to go to Snape to get the book back.

"I won't go if I change it." Ron said without thinking.

Harry figured that Snape might not refuse his request if there were other teachers around.

Egg looked at Harry and laughed, "No need to do that, no matter how rough he is and how he scolds you, you just have to look at him with your green eyes wide and full of begging, he will definitely hold it for less than three seconds and return the book to you immediately." ”

Harry shook his head, "This can't be..."

"Bet on a Galleon." Egger popped up a golden Galleon with a 'ding'.

Harry looked at the gold gallon in Egger's hand and laughed, then nodded, "Okay, bet." ”

"It's too much to bet on." Hermione's small hand gently pinched Egger's leg under the blanket.

Egger kissed her on the cheek: "You will manage the money in the future?" ”

The little girl blushed and bowed her head, Ron looked at the two with disgust, and Harry laughed and turned out of the tower.

"What the hell do you think?" Ron looked at Iger with a look of surprise: "This kind of gambling that must be lost is also a bet?" ”

"Going to lose?" Egg looked at Ron with a smile: "I don't dare bet if I'm not sure." ”

After a while, Harry ran back panting, holding a thick book in his hand, and then took out a Galleon and threw it to Egger, looking at him in surprise, "How did you guess?" ”

"As I said, I know him better than you do." The corners of Egg's mouth curled slightly: "And I also said that no matter what happens, you have to believe what I say, see, it has come true, right?" ”

Harry looked at Egg and nodded, and then stopped: "Something happened, he wanted to get rid of me, I just did what you said, looked at him pitifully, and then he threw the book to me, why is that?" ”

"Maybe it's because he's cold-faced and hot-hearted?" Egger said, "You might be able to give him a cake at Christmas, and it will definitely improve your relationship." ”

"He'll suspect I've poisoned it," Harry flattened.

Iger shrugged and stood up to go back to bed: "Go to bed early, don't toss too late." ”

Harry watched as Egg's figure climbed the tower, lowering his voice and telling Ron and Hermione about some of the things he had just seen.

"You mean, Snape tried to go through that trapdoor and got bitten by a dog?" Ron asked, looking at Harry.

Harry nodded, "He said it himself, how can you keep an eye on three heads..."

Ron frowned and looked at Harry, "We should have told Iger about this, why didn't you just tell him?" ”

"I can't tell him that Iger is too close to him, and that he will definitely ask Snape about it, and if Snape becomes defensive of Iger or something, we'll hurt Egg." Harry shook his head and said.

"No, he won't." Hermione's eyes widened, "I know he's not good, but he's not going to steal Dumbledore's stuff or hurt Egg." ”

"Honestly, Hermione, you always think that all teachers are saints." Ron said unceremoniously, "I agree with Harry, but what is he looking for?" What is the big dog guarding? ”

"Anyway, at least we can't tell Iger just yet, I think we can help Iger find out who he really is when we find a chance to catch him." Harry said with some eagerness, "We'll tell Egger, but not now, Hermione." ”

Hermione thought for a moment, then nodded hesitantly, apparently she also had some prejudice against Snape...

"Well, anyway, I think you need to go to sleep." Hermione closed her book and walked upstairs to the door of the dorm room, "Tomorrow is a Quidditch match, good luck." ”

Early the next morning, the weather was sunny and cold, and the enticing smell of grilled sausages filled the dining room, and Iger and Hermione sat at the long table in the auditorium eating breakfast, everyone chattering around them.

"Harry, you must have a few more bites of breakfast." Hermione looked at Harry with a frown.

"I don't want to eat anything." Harry said dryly, obviously nervous.

Egger handed over a slice of bread: "Toast?" ”

"I'm not hungry—" Harry looked a little wilted, he felt terrible, and in another hour he was going to be on his way to the ring.

At eleven o'clock, Iger and the others arrived in time for the stands around the court, and a few of them came to the top row to join Neville, Seamus, and Dean, who drew a huge banner with dirty sheets that said Potter must win, and Dean spent a lion underneath, and Hermione helped the lion cast a magic spell that made the colors twinkle.

Iger didn't feel like it was enough, and with a wave of his wand, a hundred-meter-long flaming lion appeared above his head, and the lion opened its bloody mouth and roared in the direction of Slytherin, shaking a group of small snakes in great panic.

"Mr. Morissus, stop your spell casting, you will affect the game by doing so." Professor McGonagall sat down on the podium and spoke into the microphone.

Egger then removed the hideous lion above his head.

However, Iger was only cheering Harry up, in fact, he really had no interest in Quidditch, and most of the time he chatted with Hagrid next to him, and Harry's first game, obviously Hagrid also attached great importance to it.

Shortly after the start of the game, as Iger expected, Harry's broomstick was spelled and trembled wildly.

Hermione looked at Snape, who was chanting a spell in the telescope, her face turned white, she didn't know how to tell Egger about it, she thought Egg might not be able to accept it.

"Stop!" Iger held his wand and pointed at Harry in the air, and Snape on the rostrum in the distance fell backwards as if he were shocked, and Quirrell fell as he moved.

Hermione's brow furrowed, she thought Harry was right, maybe she should have let Egg see what kind of person Snape was, but Egg's spell was too fast, and by the time Hermione reacted, Harry's broom was already ready.

Iger didn't know what was going on in the minds of the little kids around him, he was looking up at the game, although he didn't recognize all the Slytherin players, but it didn't matter, it was Gryffindor scoring most of the time anyway.

To Egger's surprise, even though he had affected the spell on Harry's broomstick, he ended the game by swallowing the Golden Snitch...

Hermione looked at Ron who was about to say something and shook her head: "Iger won't believe what he says now, we have to wait until we actually catch Snape." ”

Ron wrinkled a little, and after a while, the group returned to the castle, and Ron and Harry muttered something.

After a while, Harry and Ron decided to talk to Iger about what had just happened, and sure enough, Iger just smiled and didn't say anything.

He didn't feel the need to say anything, Dumbledore was bent on sharpening a few people and giving them a little motivation, and Snape wouldn't care what they thought anyway.

Harry looked at Egger and didn't know what to say, and after a few minutes, Egg finished lunch and was about to find a place to bask in the sun, Harry glanced at Hermione and Ron, and the three of them hurried to Hagrid's cabin.

The three little boys all had a competitive idea to prove it to Egg, and after discussing it for a long time, they planned to ask Hagrid.

Half an hour later, the trio told Hagrid what had just happened in a Quidditch match, and Hagrid put down his large cup heavily: "Nonsense, how could Snape do such a thing?" ”

The three exchanged glances, and Harry decided to tell the truth: "We found out something, on Halloween, he wanted to pass the big dog with three heads, it bit him, and we thought he was trying to steal something that the big dog guarded." ”

Hagrid put down the teapot and looked at the three of them suspiciously, "How do you know about Lu Wei?" ”

"Lou Wei?"

"yes," Hagrid said with some dodgeness, "he's mine... I bought it from a Greek guy I met at a tavern last year... I lent it to Dumbledore to guard ......"

"What?" Harry looked at Hagrid with some eagerness.

"Alright, don't ask." Hagrid was impatient: "That's Secret One, you know?" ”

"But Snape wanted to steal it."

"Nonsense." Hagrid looked at Harry and said seriously, "Snape is a teacher at Hogwarts, and he would never do anything like that. ”

"Then why did he want to kill Harry?" Hermione said loudly.

The events of this afternoon had changed the little girl's opinion of Snape a lot, especially when Hermione felt even more impatient at the thought of Egg and Snape being so close.

"If I see someone casting a curse, I'll recognize Hagrid, and I've read all about them in books! You have to keep in touch with them with your eyes, Snape's eyes don't blink, I saw it with my own eyes! ”

"I'm telling you, you're wrong, what you see with your eyes isn't necessarily true, that's what Iger said to me personally." Hagrid's tone was a little rough, and the constant probing of the three children made him very anxious: "I don't know why Harry's broomstick behaves the way it does, but Snape definitely wants to kill any of the students!" Now you're all listening to me, you're meddling in things that have nothing to do with you, it's dangerous, forget the big dog, forget what it's guarding over, it's between Professor Dumbledore and Nicol Lemay—"

"There's a guy named Nick Lemay involved, doesn't it?" Harry exclaimed.

Hagrid was angry, he was angry with himself, and at the same time felt that the three imps in front of him had been taken by Egg...