"As for Professor Kettleburn, he looks ragged and always gets hurt by those cute little guys, but he's also a very rich professor." Hagrid rubbed Egger's little head: "There are too many good things on magical creatures, but I don't really like to exchange their creations for money, which makes me feel a little reluctant. ”

Egg nodded in agreement, the creatures in the Forbidden Forest were Hagrid's own sons, except for the centaurs...

There are countless dangerous creatures in the Forbidden Forest, and in the past month, there are more dangerous creatures than the ones mentioned in the book, far more than that, but strange to say, these creatures never attack Hagrid, obviously treating Hagrid as a friend, and even the unicorn who hates men doesn't mind Hagrid being close to them.

Maybe you have feelings for getting along day and night? Iger was confused.

Speaking of Professor Kettleburn, Hagrid seemed to think of something: "By the way, Professor Kettleburn is still a few years away from retirement, and he recommended to Dumbledore to be the new professor of the Magical Biology class, don't tell anyone about it." ”

Hagrid's small black beetle-like eyes gleamed with excitement, and Egg looked at him and laughed, "Do you want me to make a Brave Loyalty Spell?" ”

"No, no, no, no." Hagrid hurried to stop Egger's mess around.

"Just kidding, in fact I won't." Egg shrugged, "I'm going to test fly this broomstick on the other side of the Black Lagoon, I haven't played with it in a long time since I've been at Hogwarts." ”

"I suggest that you better ask Madame Hodge to teach you how to fly, otherwise the first flight may be a little dangerous." Hagrid suggested.

Iger didn't care, either: "It's okay, I'll bring Buckbeak, he's very sensible." ”

Half an hour later, by the Black Lake, Buckbeak was splashing around the lake with its sharp front paws, apparently trying to catch two fish, and Egger knew that it was just bored, because Egger had already fed it a few voles before coming.

Looking at the broom beside him, Iger stretched out his hand: "Get up!" ”

With a 'whoosh', the broom fell into Egger's hands.

"Looks like I've got some talent." Iger grinned, the reason why he didn't choose to test fly in the academy was mainly because he was afraid that he wouldn't understand the embarrassment of riding...

But looking at Egger's current appearance, riding a broom is probably not a difficult task.

"But I'm going to fly better, I've only ever ridden a bicycle when I'm so big..."Egger got on the broomstick, kicked it with both feet, the broom rose to the sky, the whistling wind blew in his ears, and he turned the broom slightly, and Egger turned deftly in the air.

An eagle's cry was heard, and on the ground, Buckbeak flapped his wings and followed Egg, and two figures flew across the Black Lake.

On the first flight, the imaginary feeling of the ass did not come, and Egger felt as if something was dragging under him, it should be the magic that came with the broomstick, which made Egger breathe a sigh of relief, at least not to worry about the egg...

The big baby is developing and can be treated sloppily.

In the evening, Egger showed up in Snape's office on time after flying all afternoon.

Snape looked in a bad mood, and although he had always had that expression, a month of contact had allowed Iger to distinguish between his 'not good' and 'very bad'.

"What are you studying today?" Iger asked, looking at Snape.

"Launch the spell, Vadi Vasi..."Snape pulled his face away from looking at Egger: "The spell has been told to you, I guess you can learn it as soon as you learn it, don't bother me, now you can go out." ”

Egger's short, little man nodded his feet laboriously, and craned his head to look at Snape's notebook, "Why are you so sluggish today?" It's not your style, Severus~"

Snape took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

You can't hit him, you can't hit him...

That's what he told himself......

"The new potion I've invented lacks a strong poison that can't be replaced at the moment." Snape's voice was still so dry and gloomy: "But this obviously has nothing to do with you, or can you help me find the right venom?" ”

"Hagrid can help you find the venom of the eight-eyed spider, you can just talk to him." Iger looked up at Snape.

"The venom of the eight-eyed giant spider is more of a powerful anesthetic than a venom, and although it is called highly toxic, the toxicity is not particularly strong, and that is what they use to paralyze their prey." Snape's face was still gloomy, "You should read more books to fill in your that..."

"A brain smaller than a mung bean?" Iger continued with a blank face.

Snape glanced at Egger, looking satisfied that Egg would answer.

"I do know a venom that works quickly and is super powerful, so I don't know if you have the guts to take it." Iger lay on Snape's desk, chin propped up at Snape's notes, legs cocked.

"I'm curious," Snape grimaced.

"Have you ever heard of the Chamber of Secrets?" Egger held his head in one hand and pinched his waist in the other, lying on his side on Snape's desk, learning Deadpool's cheap movements, looking at Snape happily, and then seeing Snape's face gradually turn blue.

"You're here to joke with me?" Snape reached out and grabbed the collar behind Egger's neck and tossed it aside like a chicken, "I don't have that much to listen to your nonsense. ”

Then Snape felt his head sink, Egg's thin body climbed onto his shoulder, and looked at Snape upside down: "What I said is true, I know where the secret room is, how to get in, what's inside, the toxicity is guaranteed to be strong!" ”

Snape swore he was so big, Iger was the first to dare to ride on his shoulder, Voldemort had never done that!

Looking at Egg's little face with a gloomy face, Snape slowly spoke, "Take me." ”

A few minutes later, Eggle scurryed into the headmaster's office, followed by Snape in stride.

Looking at the empty headmaster's room, Egg moved a chair to remove the Sorting Hat from the tall cabinet.

Snape reached impatiently and took the Sorting Hat, apparently knowing the correct use of the hat.

Immediately Egg came to the Fox on the shelf, staring at the red phoenix in front of him with burning eyes: "I'll take you to play?" ”

Fawkes moved his paws, trying to get away from the neurotic, but before he could move far, Egger's little dirty hands took his claws and lifted them upside down.

A panicked chirp rang out, and Fawkes looked humiliated at the imp carrying him.

It didn't dare to move, and with its strength, a casual flap of its wings could kill Egg.

Egger held it in his arms and smoothed his hair: "Good, let's go and go back, I need your help." ”

Later, the Hogwarts students saw Egg holding Fawkes in his arms, Snape striding behind him with a broken hat in his hand, and the two rushed all the way into the girls' bathroom on the third floor...

Snape looked at Egger's ugly face, the meaning was obvious, I wanted a reasonable explanation.

Iger scratched his head, turned to look at Snape, and said dryly, "Do you know Parseltongue?" ”

Half an hour later, Iger was carried by Snape and followed him to the library.

Ignoring the surprised eyes of Mrs. Pince and the students, Snape and Egg rushed into the forbidden section.

Snape's eyes quickly swept the books on the shelves, and finally stopped at a "Book of Bloodlines", then picked it up and left, and Mrs. Pince was stunned for a moment.

In the Headmaster's office, Snape flipped through the Book of Bloodlines, opened a page, and then looked at Egger, "What words do you need?" ”

Egg looked curiously at the book in his hand, "Open it, and there's 'Speak to me, Slytherin, the greatest of the Big Four'." ”

"It's a bad taste," Snape said in a gloomy voice, holding a piece of parchment in his hand to write something.

Egger nodded in agreement: "That's it, I also think it's too shameless." ”

Looking at the obscure symbols on the book, although Iger didn't recognize it, he felt inexplicably familiar, as if it was a children's book to teach literacy.

What is it? Phonetic transcription? He read it out subconsciously, and a hoarse hiss came out of Egg's mouth.

Egger was surprised to find that he could read the words on it and read it aloud. Do you have a talent for this too?

He turned his head to show off to Snape, but saw Snape staring at him stunned.

"You're in... What's the trick? Snape's face was visibly ugly, more ugly than any time Iger had ever been angry with him, and there seemed to be a hint of horror mixed with it.

"Isn't this a translation?" Iger was stunned.

Snape turned a few pages forward with an ugly face, and a single title appeared in front of Egg: Slytherin bloodline, Parseltongue original...

Egger's pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked at Snape on the side in a daze, a little at a loss.

What kind of feelings are this not translations?!

Although he had been in England for eight years, Egger's writing skills were obviously not very good compared to his spoken Chinese, and he thought he had seen strange writing somewhere.

"You're a parseltongue? You don't know it yourself? Snape looked at Iger with a calm face.

Egger was also confused: "Am I so awesome? ”

"Answer my question!" Snape was furious, what the am I kidding you about such a serious matter?

"I don't know!" Egg said dryly, frowning and thinking hard, "No, Voldemort's family is dead..."

Snape's two big thin hands suddenly pressed Egg's shoulders, and his eyes stared at Egger deadly: "Is it possible, you are his descendant?" ”

Iger waved his hand expressionlessly: "No way." ”

"Old Lady Hull said that I was picked up at the door of the orphanage, I am eight years old, I was born before Voldemort fell, if it was his blood, he would never appear at the door of the Muggle orphanage." Iger explained: "And, as far as I know, Voldemort should be childless so far, trust me, I know him better than you." ”

Snape stared into Egger's eyes for a moment, then slowly let go of Egger.

"Looks like this book won't work." Dropping the large thick book on the office desk, Snape picked up Egg like a chicken and strode towards the girls' bathroom on the third floor.

Iger hugged Fawkes with a blank expression, swinging in Snape's hands, not to mention, he felt quite funny.

As for the parseltongue, Egger doesn't care at all, Slytherin's bloodline has been passed down for thousands of years, God knows if there are any who have been left behind, and snake language is not only Slytherin's specialty, although it is the ability of Slytherin bloodline, but from Egg's current understanding, many families with magical bloodlines in the wizarding world have strange abilities.

Snake language? It's not unusual, Slytherin is never the only one who plays snakes, Xu Xian also dares to play, maybe there are more tricks...

Of course, that's the case, but according to research, Slytherin's parseltongue should be an awakened talent ability, just like Harry Potter's talent to play with a broomstick, and there must have been some people who have awakened for thousands of years, such as Professor McGonagall can make cats listen to themselves, isn't the Dumbledore family also guarded by the phoenix, and Grindelwald can't do it.

Even according to Egger's speculation, the reason why the pure-blood family is so fanatical may be because the ancestral bloodline contains a certain ability, but when the bloodline gradually becomes thinner, a group of two fools thought of the method of intermarriage between close relatives to try to maintain this bloodline ability, hoping to regain its glory one day...

emmm… You're good at controlling the population...

"I think Dumbledore seems to have a parseltongue too..."Egg laughed, "Could he be Voldemort's real father?" ”

Snape didn't even look at him, and a gloomy voice rang in Egg's ears: "Dumbledore knows Parseltongue, but he learned it himself, and I know that he can also speak merfolk and elf languages, as well as all sorts of nonsense. ”

"Ahh Iger beckoned to a little Hufflepuff girl peeking at her in the distance, and the little girl ran away in panic, thinking that Snape might have scared her.

Fawkes grunted disapprovingly in Egger's arms, seemingly still haunting Egger's rudeness.

"It's here, open it." Snape casually put Iger down, and Iger walked around several faucets in the bathroom, finding a small snake on the side of one of the faucets.

"Open." Egg looked at the little snake, he was not quite able to use the Parseltongue as he pleased, but Egg did feel that he could say it whenever he wanted, rather than having to see the snake to talk like Harry.

There was a rumbling sound, several pools of water split apart and suspended in midair, and a dark, bottomless pipe appeared in front of the two of them.

Looking at the dark pipe, Iger jumped directly with Fawkes in his arms without thinking, Snape subconsciously wanted to stop his rash impulse, but he was a step too late, and in desperation, he had to jump down with him.

Inside the pipe, Egger shouted excitedly, and Snape's face went dark.

What did he think he was doing? Slide slides?

When the figures of the two appeared at the bottom of the pipe, Snape looked at the green behemoth in front of him, his face became even more ugly, and even a little distorted, looking at the snake in front of him that was dozens of nearly 100 meters long, Snape swore that if he listened to Egger's nonsense again, he would be a stinky fool!

I didn't say it was so big!

Snape didn't know that the Chamber of Secrets had been opened once fifty years ago, in fact, Snape was not yet forty years old, younger than Lucius Malfoy, and the same age as James, and by the time he went to school, the craze for the Chamber of Secrets had subsided, but he knew that there was such a place.

"What the hell is here?" Snape's face was gloomy.

Egg looked at Snape and laughed: "Basilisk ~ thick and long basilisk!" ”