"I heard you sang the school song with a funeral march?"

"And cleaned up those Slytherins?"

"Well done!" The two said in unison.

"Egger, you have to pay attention, they are my younger brothers, they always break the school rules, you must help me take care of them if you can." Percy looked at Egger and said, his tone a little exaggerated.

"Percy is a prefect!" Fred looked at the badge on Percy's chest in surprise, his expression pompous.

"It's a fool to be a prefect." George laughed.

Iger looked at the two brothers singing and laughing: "Do you want to sing together?" ”

"I can't ask for it!"

"Hats off to you!"

"Fool Percy always thinks people will be like him."

"Stupidly emphasizing himself-"

"It's a prefect!"

The two sang and harmonized, and Egger leaned forward and back.

"Gryffindor is going to rise this year, and we have Egger."

"And Harry!"

"Hooray!" Again, in unison.

Ron looked at the two with a frowning face: "What about me?" ”

"Oh, I almost forgot I had a brother," Fred said in surprise.

"Such a coincidence? Me too—" George rubbed Ron's head.

"The two of them are annoyed..."Ron looked at his two brothers indignantly...

"I don't want Iger to get too close to them." Hermione looked at the two of them with some disgust, "I don't want Egg to become like them." ”

Wood leaned over at some point, and whispered beside Hermione, "Actually, you may not know that Egg was more than them in the first place, God, I just remembered... It's a shame that he wasn't a student at the time..."

A crowd chattered and whispered, and as the last sound of the Sorting Hat sounded, Professor McGonagall took the bench and the Sorting Hat, and Dumbledore stood up, looking at the students with a smile on his face, and stretched his arms slightly, as if there was nothing more pleasing than the students coming together.

Iger knew that the old man was happy...

"Welcome," Dumbledore glanced at, "welcome to Hogwarts to start the school year!" Before the banquet begins, I would like to say a few words, and that is..."

"Stupid! Cry! Residue! Wring! Egg and Dumbledore said in unison, "Thank you!" ”

Looking at the students who had looked around in amazement, Iger shrugged his shoulders.

Dumbledore smiled and nodded at Egg, "I've always known that the two of us have a common language. ”

Hermione looked at Egg with some worry, Egg wouldn't really be like that crazy old man, right? It seems that Aisha was indeed a visionary...

Harry looked at Egger with some hesitation, "What is this... Strange code? ”

"You know, that old man has been a little crazy." Egg nodded, and Harry lowered his head in embarrassment, as if his heart had been punctured...

Before Harry could think too much, the plate in front of him was instantly filled with all kinds of food.

"It's hot pot!" Wood looked in front of Egger in surprise: "It seems that those house-elves know that Egger is back." ”

"House-elves? Hogwarts also has house-elves? Hermione looked at Wood with some indignation.

"All the time, but I don't know where they are, but Iger does, he doesn't let us bother them." Wood nodded.

"We know that too!"

"We've eaten too!"

"It tastes great!"

"It feels amazing!"

The Weasley brothers leaned over and grinned.

"You know you didn't even take me!" Wood looked at them with a frown.

"You didn't ask us."

"We don't dare to say it."

The Weasley brothers and Wood argued, Hermione sat on the chair a little sullenly, eating absentmindedly, fortunately, because of Kaka, the little girl was much more receptive to this kind of thing, Iger felt that it was all the credit of the Grangers, and the Granger couples told Hermione more than once not to be too serious, and to try to change slowly, otherwise, Iger felt that Hermione would definitely not even eat dinner.

"Egger—" Harry leaned over to Egger, "there's something I want to tell you..."

"Scarred?" Iger said, holding a lamb chop in his hand.

Harry looked at Egg in surprise, "How do you know?" ”

"I know a lot more, Harry, and I'll tell you all when the time comes." Egg nodded: "Severus has some relationship with you, but he won't harm you, anyone in this world can want your life, even if it's Professor Dumbledore, but only Snape won't, although he does hate you very much, see him look at you?" It's like looking at a piece of..."

Harry was a little dazed, looking at the pile of food in front of him and suddenly losing his appetite, why did he suddenly pull while talking?

The question is, why are you still able to eat it yourself?

Ron and the others were discussing with Nick why he almost lost his head, and Egg casually dragged Hermione to block her eyes, and then the little girl heard the disgusting retching sound around her.

"What happened?" Hermione looked at Egg in surprise.

"I don't know... All I know I can't eat..."Harry was clearly struck by the image that had just struck his young mind.

Half an hour later, the main meal disappeared from the table, and dessert appeared on the table.

"Why is yours different from ours, Egger?" Hermione asked, looking at the chilled lemon juice and some sweet and sour sweets in front of Egger in surprise.

"Because I have a good relationship with them." Iger shrugged.

"Iger is right."

"We don't have that treatment..."

Fred and George looked at Iger with some wretchedness, "How did you do that?" Exclusive dinner..."

"If you are good to them, they will be good to you, and the feelings are mutual." Iger crossed his hands and fingers and gestured.

The twins looked at each other, feeling a little inexplicable, and Egg felt that the pure-blood family really couldn't understand what it was like to be nice to a house elf, even if it was a Weasley...

"I'm half and half." A little boy said, Iger remembered his name was Seamus?

"My dad was a Muggle, and when my mom got married, she told him she was a wizard, but it scared him a lot." The people around him burst into laughter.

Harry shrugged a little gloomily, "I think my parents are wizards, you said it, Egger." ”

"That's right, but your mother is a wizard born in a Muggle family, and your father is a wizard from a pure-blood family, so you should be considered half-blood." Iger nodded.

"Don't I have any other relatives?" Harry looked at Egg and asked eagerly, after all, although he didn't hate the Dursleys that much now, it was hard to like them.

"I'm sorry, but in fact the Potter family was killed, and it wasn't just your parents, Harry, who died that night." Iger said.

This was also a question he had at the beginning, he had read in books, Harry had seen more than a dozen people in the Mirror of Eris, and later looked up the Potter family.

It turned out that the dead were clean...

"Ahh

"I'm sorry, Egger." Harry looked a little depressed.

"Actually, I don't think it matters, Harry." Iger shook his head and looked at Harry with scrutiny in his eyes: "We can't choose what kind of people our parents are, whether they are great or humble, whether they are healthy or dead, I think we can at least choose what kind of person we want to become, life has nothing to do with other people, I think there are many more important people in my life, that's enough, there's nothing to be sad about." ”

"Egger—" Hermione pursed her lips as she looked at Egg, her small hands holding Egger's hand tightly.

In the distance, Snape watched Hermione take Egg's hand and squint, he probably knew why Iger chose to go to Gryffindor, and then a feeling of fire surged over Hermione, as if Hermione had robbed him of his son.

It's Gryffindor again...

Snape's eyes were gloomy, and the fork in his hand was curled against the table.

And that Potter's son...

Snape's face became even more gloomy...

When dinner was over, Dumbledore stood up and looked at the students below.

"Now that everyone has eaten and drunk enough, I want to say a few more words to you and put forward a few precautions."

Egg was bored lying on the table, listening to Dumbledore's speech on the stage, nothing more than that, this year there was an extra corridor on the right side of the fourth floor.

Iger knew that Dumbledore was training Harry, after all, from the books, Dumbledore had asked Snape to keep an eye on Quirrell a long time ago, and the reason why Harry was able to find the location of the Philosopher's Stone was because Dumbledore deliberately put him in front of Voldemort.

But Iger doesn't care about that, he has his own ideas...

According to Egger's idea, the plot can collapse, but you have to decide how to collapse!

A few minutes later, Dumbledore motioned for all the teachers and students to sing the school song, each of whom could choose their own tune.

Egger saw that the faces of the teachers in the teacher's seat instantly stiffened...

Finally, after the two brothers Iger and Weasley finished singing the whole song in a mournful and deep funeral march, and Dumbledore finished the final summary for them with his wand, Dumbledore watched the three of them applaud enthusiastically, but it seemed that only he applauded the most...

"Music... More charismatic than anything we did here! It's bedtime, so let's go back to the dorm. ”

……

A few minutes later, Egger's group of freshmen followed Percy away Peeves and returned to the common room.

"Password." The fat lady looked at Egg and smiled.

"Dragon scum..."Percy replied, then turned to look at Egger, "Actually, I wanted to change it to a small egg, but the other prefects didn't agree. ”

"I think it's better to be dragon scum...", Egg smacked his lips.

A group of freshmen looked in surprise at the cozy-looking common room, and Egg yawned, said goodnight to Hermione, and returned to the boys' dormitory.

"Why are you alone?" Ron's envious voice came, and Egg turned his head to see Ron Harry's two little heads stacked in the doorway, staring at him.

"Because this is my old room, it was vacated for me at the beginning, and there aren't that many people in the school anyway." Egger spread his hands: "It is estimated that the elves helped me clean up, it seems that no one has lived in the past two years." ”

"That's good—" Ron's eyes were a little envious, and Harry thought that Egger was too extravagant to have a room by himself.

Early the next morning, Egg lazily packed up, and it took him a long time to get to the Transfiguration teacher, and when he entered the room, he found Professor McGonagall reprimanding Harry and Ron, who seemed to be late. ①

Egger laughed, and then suddenly remembered that he seemed to be a student now...

"Looks like Mr. Morissus is the one who needs to be the alarm clock more than Potter and Weasley." Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and looked at Iger.

Hermione sat at the long table next to her and looked at Egger and sighed helplessly.

"I'm sorry, Professor, I ate too much last night, slept too soundly, and woke up late." Iger smacked his lips and said dryly.

It took a long time for Professor McGonagall to let Iger go, but Iger helped the two of them divert firepower.

In Transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall asked the students to turn a match into a needle, Hermione tinkered with it for a long time, and finally succeeded in turning a match into a needle, looking at the other classmates who had no way at all, Hermione raised her chin to Egg with some pride, wanting some encouragement.

Egger pouted at her silently, and the little girl's face turned red.

"Very good deformation, Gryffindor plus five points." Professor McGonagall nodded, looking at Hermione's needle with satisfaction.

Egger flicked his fingers around, and the match in front of him turned into a needle, then into a stick, and then into a rope and twisted around.

"The perfect wandless silent spellcaster, Gryffindor plus twenty points." Professor McGonagall looked at Egg and smiled, "It would be nice if I could be more stable." ”

Egg grinned a little embarrassedly.

"How did he do it?" Ron looked in Egger's direction in surprise and whispered to Harry, "I thought we would learn the spell once we mastered it." ”

Harry nodded: "Egg learned directly from mastering spells, all his spells are like this, I think he is a genius, he said that he just has too much magic power, and he holds it up..."

"It's good to be silent..."Ron looked at the match in front of him bitterly, it didn't make any difference after a long time, he was thinking about whether he should grind the match, maybe he could get by?

Harry was a little anxious, but when he realized that only Hermione and Iger were the only ones in the class until the end of class, he was not in a hurry...

"What is the Silent One?" Harry remembered what Ron had just said, "I've heard people say before that Egg can live past the age of ten or something, and you said it on the train that day, does that have anything to do with the Silent One?" ”

"The Silent One refers to the child who has Silence in the body, in the era of a hundred years ago, many Muggle-born children have been suppressing their magic power because of persecution, causing the magic to deteriorate more and more in the body to form Silence, and finally explode, it is said that no one has ever lived to be ten years old, that is a big mark." Ron whispered to Harry, "So Egger caused quite a stir when he survived, and everyone wanted to know how he survived." ”