Strong is simply not human!

Wait, this guy isn't human...

Egg could understand why everyone else looked so shocked and frightened every time they saw him cast a spell...

No one can stand this change...

"Brother Chonghua, how old are you this year?" Egger swallowed, looked at Chonghua in disbelief and asked.

"Three thousand four hundred and sixty-seven years old." Chonghua replied with a chuckle.

Egger: "......"

In fact, knowing that he can live to be at least 3,000 years old, Iger feels quite happy...

It's just that this magic is a bit exaggerated...

"This world was originally a barren world, and all living things lived in chaos."

As if seeing what Egger was thinking, Chonghua smiled and explained: "Until the Demon Race was born later, our ancestors changed the appearance of the world with their gestures, and we are still far from the ancestors who ignited the world at will." ”

"Okay," Egg smacked his lips.

You are strong, you are reasonable, everything you say is reasonable...

"Now, are you going to see your parents with me?" Chonghua looked at Iger and smiled.

Iger was stunned when he heard this, and lowered his head with some hesitation, not knowing what to do for a while.

"What are you worried about?" Chonghua looked at Egg with a smile.

"It's weird, isn't it... I haven't seen them either, and suddenly I said I was going to see them..."

Egger felt a little weak in his heart.

I've never experienced this battle...

"It's okay, you can think about it slowly, anyway, our past was just a matter of a moment..."Chonghua shrugged indifferently.

The corners of Egg's mouth twitched, not knowing what to say.

Even on the earth, where magic is not restricted, it takes at least half an hour for me to flash from the east to the west...

This guy can cross the world in an instant with this magic being half as low as possible?

What kind of race is this?

Egger suddenly had a sense of loss that he thought he was awesome, but when he compared it with others, he found that he was a scumbag...

"Why don't I go back to the world first... I'll do these things later..."

Before the words fell, Iger saw Chonghua wave his hand, and the two appeared in a splendid palace.

Egger: "......"

Looking around, the antique Chinese-style buildings are hung on the walls with a dim glow.

This is a large hall, and two rows of strange creatures of different shapes stand quietly next to the red lacquered pillars on both sides, as if waiting for someone to summon them.

Iger was in a trance: "This is..."

"One of my palaces." Chonghua said nonchalantly, sat on the luxurious golden soft couch in the middle of the hall, and leaned lazily on the couch: "Have you thought about it?" ”

As the words fell, two delicate-looking maids hurriedly walked up below, holding a plate full of fruit and serving at Chonghua's side.

"Haven't thought about it yet," Iger smacked his lips.

It's so enviable...

……

"You mean... Iger didn't get back with you from there, did he? ”

Inside the Headmaster of Hogwarts, Dumbledore's azure eyes were on Harry.

"Yes, Professor... I don't remember what happened, but Iger really didn't come out with me. Harry said as he looked eagerly at Dumbledore.

"Ahh Don't panic kid..."Dumbledore whispered unhurriedly, "The first thing we can rule out is that he died there..."

"Why?" Harry asked.

"Because I can't think of anything else that could put his life in danger...", Dumbledore said, pausing, "Except for women..."

Harry: "......"

He was suddenly not so worried about Egg's safety...

At least judging from the fact that Dumbledore was still in the mood to joke, Egger's situation shouldn't be much worse...

"But what are we going to do now? He's stuck there. Harry still looked a little worried.

"I'm not in trouble right now, Harry," Dumbledore shook his head helplessly, "What I need to do now is to prevent some people from making the wrong choice at the wrong time, listen to me Harry, I can't put my mind on Iger right now." ”

"But... Are we just going to do nothing? Harry looked at Dumbledore hesitantly.

"Are you better than him, Harry?" Dumbledore looked at Harry with amusement.

"No," Harry pouted.

"yes, so what else can you do?" Dumbledore winked like an old urchin, "Pray for him." ”

Harry: "......"

To whom do you pray? Merlin? Or Jesus?

As soon as he left the door of the headmaster's room, Harry suddenly remembered something and turned his head to look at the headmaster's room: "By the way, Professor, Hermione's ......"

Boom!

Before he could finish speaking, the door to the headmaster's office slammed shut, and Harry touched the dust on his nose...

"I'm going to die, I'm really going to die," Harry left in despair.

……

"What do you say?!!"

Sure enough, in Granger's house, with Harry's arrival, the joyful atmosphere brought by the start of school was suddenly dissipated by the news of Egger's disappearance, and Hermione grabbed Harry's collar like a fried she-cat: "Is he really in the world of the dead now?" ”

"I'm sorry, I'm not sure..."

Harry's face looked bitter and anxious.

Aisha leaned back on the couch with gloomy eyes, holding her head in her hands, trying not to feel the dizziness in her head.

"I'm going!"

The little girl was about to go out without saying a word.

"No, no, no, no." Harry hurriedly stepped forward to stop He Min, who looked like he was about to go into a rampage: "Egger is fine, I swear with my life!" ”

Thinking about it, Harry seemed to feel that the oath was not that important.

"I swear by gender!" Harry added...

"Professor Dumbledore wasn't very surprised when I was talking to Dumbledore about him just now, so Egg should be fine now!" Harry opened his hands, and the eagle stopped at Granger's door like a chicken, "But if you go, Iger will go crazy if he comes back." ”

"So are we just waiting? Do nothing? Hermione's eyes were red and she yelled angrily.

"Wait, Professor Dumbledore means that with Egger gone, there may be some people who won't be so peaceful." Harry said dryly, "So we might as well set our sights elsewhere for the time being." ”

"Like...?" Hermione looked at Harry quizzically.

"Miss Aisha Smith, for example, will no longer be a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts."

An inopportune voice rang out, and an old toad in a pink dress appeared in the courtyard not far behind Harry.

Umbridge looked at the few people with excitement in his eyes, and did not hide the malice flowing from his little eyes.

"Who told you to come here?" Aisha gave Umbridge a cold look.

"I deeply regret the matter of Mr. Moriss, children." Umbridge grinned and let out a strange laugh: "But I'm here to inform you, Miss Smith, that next semester's Defence Against the Dark Arts class at Hogwarts will be taken over by our Ministry of Magic, and I'll be the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts next year." ”