Chapter 147: Capable (Ask for a Monthly Pass!) )

A scream rang out, and a girl with pale blonde hair covered her face in annoyance at the Slytherin table, and Miss Malfoy rubbed her nose and looked at the Gryffindor table with an annoyed expression.

It was a very beautiful face, and even in terms of appearance, Malfoy turned into a girl who was a little more beautiful than Hallie.

Not far from the long table, Greengrass looked at Malfoy's eyes full of amazement, and a group of students also looked at Malfoy with some surprise.

From Hallie to Miss Malfoy, the two transgender women are beautiful and make the girls a little skeptical about life.

Damn it... Who exactly is the girl?

Several water balloons burst with the sound of them popping, and the water balloons that Fred threw exploded on the Slytherin table, affecting several small snakes who were eating dinner.

Screams rang out one after another, and Malfoy pointed in the direction of the Gryffindor table, screaming in a shrill voice, "Kill them!" ”

Soon, Iger knew how many water balloons the twins had sold...

Even though Professor McGonagall had listed it as contraband just a few days earlier, at that moment Egger saw the snakes on the Slytherin table with a water balloon thrown over.

"Hell, how much did you sell?" Iger turned his head to look at the twins in surprise.

“emmm… Probably..."Fred tugged at the corners of his mouth, "More than two thousand..."

Egger's brain was running rapidly, and one Galleon was four, and two thousand were five hundred Galleons, which meant that if there were four for one person, five hundred students out of a thousand students at Hogwarts would have bought a water balloon.

Although Iger had told the twins that they didn't care about Peter Pettigrew and could just sell it, it was too much...

Seeing that the water balloon on the Slytherin table was about to fly over, a group of lion cubs suddenly excitedly took out the water balloon from their arms.

On the Ravenclaw long table, the eaglets who were sandwiched between the two academies were suddenly stunned, screaming and running away with their heads in their hands, and in the next second, the two long tables suddenly became one piece.

Yu Mengyu took out her raincoat and sat on the long table and continued to eat dinner, Hermione took out the box from Egger's arms and slipped into it.

Fred and George's faces were full of excitement, and they kept shouting and throwing water balloons, and even Peeves heard the movement and rushed over, adding to the fire in the chaotic auditorium.

"Damn... Egger, can you help me stop them? Percy rushed in through the door in a rage, dodging the stray bullets that flew through the air, and then looked at Egg earnestly.

"Be quiet!" Egger nodded, frowned and stood on the bench: "Quiet! ”

Syllable!

Out of nowhere, a water balloon flew out and smashed into Egg's face, Egg's black hair suddenly drooped wet, and he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

"Oh..."Percy suddenly covered her mouth in horror, glaring at her eyes and inhaling cold air, "You... Are you okay Egger? ”

"Ahhh Who's who' Iger roared, snatching the water balloon from Neville's hand and joining the scuffle.

Percy: "......"

The auditorium was already in chaos, with unseen boys and girls of all shapes smashing water balloons everywhere in the auditorium, there were many large animals in the crowd, Neville was screaming and being chased by a big scalper, and even Percy saw several black and white bears that he had never seen before, and the whole auditorium was as chaotic as a zoo.

"Silence--"

In the midst of the chaos, a loud voice echoed in the auditorium, and the students suddenly stopped what they were doing and turned their heads to look at the door of the auditorium.

Dumbledore was happily watching the chaos in the Great Hall, and behind him was Professor McGonagall with a black face.

"It's good to be young...", Dumbledore's cheerful voice rang out, and it was the same mantra that had been unchanged for 10,000 years: "Interesting spring... But I think what we need in this winter season is a little warmth rather than cold water. ”

"Ahhh

"Looks like you're all done with dinner." Dumbledore's eyes swept over the four long tables in a mess: "If there is no follow-up, I think you should line up to Madam Pomfrey to ask for a potion of evil, and by the way, I will tell you that the number of evil-canceling agents in the infirmary is limited, and if you go late, you will have to ask your Potions professor for it." ”

The students were stunned when they heard this, and the next second they suddenly rushed out of the auditorium and rushed in the direction of the infirmary.

Egg patted his wet body casually, and a warm whirlwind blew through his body, and his otherwise wet clothes were dry again.

"I'm sorry Professor," Iger said.

"I didn't think you were going to mess around with Mr. Morissus." Professor McGonagall looked angry, sniffing and staring at Egg with a stern look in her eyes.

"yes, I was... But there was a little accident. Iger grinned awkwardly.

He suddenly hated this magically immune constitution, and it would be nice if he could rush to the infirmary like everyone else at this time, lest he be lectured by Professor McGonagall here.

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall didn't seem to have the intention of getting to the bottom of it, and the older cat lady originally wanted to deduct 50 points from each house, but after thinking about it, it didn't seem to make any sense, and finally had to give up, only to sternly warn the twins once again and leave angrily.

"It's a pity... It's rare to have such a fun group activity. ”

At night, inside the Gryffindor Tower, Fred muttered wistfully.

"Is that called a group activity?" The corners of Egg's mouth twitched: "Then it's called a riot, right?" ”

"Don't worry about the details." George smiled and waved his hand: "Thanks to the drowning spring, our funds will be returned quickly, have you received a letter from Remus?" He said he had found a nice shop at a fork in Diagon Lane, and that he had bought it for just over five hundred galleons. ”

"It doesn't matter, for me, money is just a number." Iger pretended to be forced in a low-key manner.

"Listen, is this talking about human words?" Fred casually pointed at Egger.

"He's not human." George made up for it.

Iger felt a toothache, and while that was true, why did he always want to hit someone?

Ignoring the two twins who were talking about cross talk like a nervous person, Egg turned around and went back to the dormitory, Hermione was holding a book and looking at it, the dim light shone on the beautiful face of the little girl, and Egger couldn't help but feel a wave in his heart.

"What's wrong?" Noticing Egger's gaze, Hermione's face flushed slightly.

Egger took off his robe silently, and then shouted: "Eight Gate Dunjia, Jingmen, open!" ”

Then she pounced on the little girl in her blank gaze...

Soon, Iger understood a truth.

The Eight Gates Dunjia is worthy of the Konoha Forbidden Technique, and it really hurts after a long time...

……

Perhaps it had been raining for too long, and it was already November season, and the whole of Scotland seemed to be getting dryer, although the air was still a little cold, but it was not as annoying as before.

A black cat squatted on the roof of the castle and watched the new students below take flight lessons, and Iger was satisfied.

In recent schools, people seem to have found the way of life that suits them best.

Sirius would try to ask Yao Minqi to do something every day, and Harry would pour himself a bucket of water before each Potions class, changing his personality to divert Snape's attention, and now the Potions class gradually began to become peaceful and beautiful, and Snape, who was originally annoying in the eyes of the students, seemed to be kind.

It was November, and the original uproar Peter Pettigrew escaped from prison gradually subsided, and Fudge's original idea of matching Hogwarts with some Dementors was also 'politely rejected' by Egger.

Iger doesn't really care about whether Peter Pettigrew will come to save Voldemort, anyway, Voldemort will have to be resurrected sooner or later, and it is best to do it in his own way, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't come in his own way.

I'm going to kill him sooner or later anyway...

But Iger didn't care about these things, he cared more about who released Peter Pettigrew.

I don't know why, Egger always felt that the other party didn't seem to have any malicious intent, otherwise he wouldn't have simply released Peter Pettigrew.

But what is the purpose of the other party? Is it really for Voldemort?

Egg shook his head, he always felt that people's attention was not right, and when he thought of Peter Pettigrew, he immediately thought that the other party was trying to save Voldemort, but Egg always felt a little out of place.

Lying leisurely at the top of the castle tower, Iger stretched his waist comfortably.

Ever since Animagus became a cat, Iger felt like he was getting lazier.

After turning into a demon, Egg also noticed some interesting changes in his body.

For example, casting spells is more handy, and even Egg feels that it is not so much handy as some wishes come true, and he has a faint feeling that this body still has a lot of abilities that have not been discovered by himself.

His instincts told Iger that it was an extremely powerful, immensely vast ability.

But what's the use of that? Lao Tzu is already invincible.

Looking into the distance with some boredom, the black cat flicked its tail and hummed a song.

How invincible is ~ how lonely...

"Egg..."

Dumbledore's voice rang in Egg's ears, and the fluffy cat's ears twitched, and Egg appeared in the Headmaster's office in an instant.

In the headmaster's room, Fawkes was looking at Iger from the astronomical observer on the roof, looking a little weak, and Dumbledore was happily looking at a letter.

On the letter is a symbol of a fire phoenix, as well as a few Chinese characters for the dragon flying phoenix dance: Kunlun Hall.

"What's the matter?" The black cat man stood up, and Egg leaned back in the soft chair.

"Have you ever heard of the Triwizard Tournament?" Dumbledore looked at Egg.

"Kunlun Tang wants to participate?" Iger grinned, guessing the cause and effect of the incident.

"That's right," Dumbledore nodded, "Do you have any ideas?" ”

"Isn't that good?" Egger laughed: "What Old Man Jiang wants is nothing more than to increase Kunlun Tang's influence in the international magic world, and the main purpose of the Triwizard Tournament is to compete and communicate, and if there is no conflict, you can bring them with you." ”

"That's what I thought, too, but the Ministry of Magic proposed to restart the Triwizard Tournament, but the two headmasters of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang rejected it."

"Why?" Iger frowned, that's not right, it stands to reason that they should rush over and compete...

"Maybe it's because you... You know, Karkaroff was scared by you at the beginning, and Mrs. Maxim felt that it was unfair for other schools to have you attend. Dumbledore laughed happily, as if he were a little proud.

"So... The Ministry of Magic wants to hold this game, for their influence, you also want to hold this game, for the influence of Hogwarts, the two schools actually want to participate in the game, but they don't dare to participate because of me... Is that so? Egg thought to himself, pinching his chin.

"That's about it." Dumbledore said with a smile, looking like you're so smart.

Egger narrowed his eyes slightly, "So they want you to do my job... Ah, stinky old man, say it quickly! How much benefit did you receive? ”

Dumbledore instantly felt like he was having a heart attack.

Did this kid lose his money, why did he make up for this?

"It's confiscated..."Dumbledore smiled helplessly, "I know you don't particularly like money, you just like to have fun, so... If you don't compete, I can give you a more suitable job. ”

"What job?" Iger was stunned.

"How's the referee?" Dumbledore laughed.

"Done!"

In this way, the PY deal of all evils was settled between the two of them in a few words.

At the same time, a letter was sent from Dumbledore.

"I've told them that there will be an extra rule for participating in this year's tournament," Dumbledore muttered.

"What's the matter? Afraid that I'll go back on my word? Iger pouted.

"No, I'm afraid they won't be at ease." Dumbledore looked at Egg and blinked, "One of the more is that... Only humans are able to compete..."

it, pierce the old man's heart.

Egg watched Dumbledore blink his eyes and then lash out.

"What? What's going on? You're going to engage in racism, aren't you? I never thought that you, old man, would do such a thing! Egger snorted angrily and shouted: "You have the ability to run the competition, you have the ability to let me participate!" ”

Dumbledore smiled helplessly and let Egg continue to behave in his office.

Old man... I can't beat it...

"I thought that the most serious racial discrimination in the world should be fifty-six nationalities, fifty-five plus points, but I didn't expect you to be more than them! Are you calling me for not being human? Isn't it? You speak......"

Dumbledore slumped in his chair with a wry smile and shook his head, "Am I old?" ”

"Hmph... The beard is all over the place. "Phineas never misses an opportunity to baash Dumbledore.

"Maybe you should leave the opportunity to the young." The chubby Talis laughed.

"To be reasonable, I think that kid Egger is pretty good." Slytherin said, holding his arms.

"Yes, if he becomes the headmaster, within three days, the school rules set by the people of us will be a dead letter..."Phineas didn't have as much sense of Egger as Dumbledore, and then he turned his head to look at Dumbledore and laughed: "Who told me he didn't have a tail?" ”

Dumbledore: "......"

This guy is so annoying, let's find a chance to burn his portrait...