Chapter 52: Goodbye Fudge (Ask for a Recommendation!) )

The news that Egger was the heir of Slytherin didn't last long before he was declared bankrupt, and the Weasley twins had just stomped into the ditch as soon as the rumors took off, but although Egg didn't take it seriously, it made Harry start to get involved.

"Egg, is the Parseltongue rare?"

Egg was eating breakfast when Harry hurried over and whispered.

"There are quite a lot, all over the world, but in the UK it is very rare." Egg nodded: "Don't think about it, your Parseltongue is because of Voldemort's original spell, and he left some of his abilities on you." ”

Harry suddenly disappeared from the confusion that had appeared because he might be the heir of Slytherin.

"The true heir of that Slytherin is—" Harry wondered.

"It's Voldemort," Egger said, "He unleashed the basilisk fifty years ago, and he laid the blame for... Oh shit! I said I seem to have forgotten something! ”

A few minutes later, on the streets of London, Iger was dizzy and squatting on the side of the road, shaking his head, and after the dizziness disappeared, Iger hurriedly found a nearby public toilet, and happened to see Mr. Weasley walking in.

"Mr. Weasley!" Egger shouted hurriedly, Arthur turned his head and looked at Egger with some surprise: "Egg, why are you here?" ”

"I'm here to find the minister, I have something to talk to him." Iger hurriedly greeted Arthur, slipped into a cubicle, stepped on the toilet and flushed himself in.

'Boom' A green magic fire lit up, and in the hall of the Ministry of Magic, Egg hurriedly rushed into a group of wizards who were about to go to work, looking at a golden statue standing tall Ig couldn't help but snort, how could centaurs and goblins look at wizards like this?

The statue is of a wizard holding a wand aloof, and the centaurs, goblins, and house-elves next to him are looking at the wand wizard with adoration...

"Egger, slow down, wait for me." Mr. Weasley hurried after Egger, "Let's go, I'll take you to the Minister." ”

Mr. Weasley led Iger all the way to the minister's office, ignoring the few paper airplanes flying overhead, and Iger knocked lightly on the door.

"Oh... Egger? Fudge was a little surprised to see Egger and the two of them pushing the door in, Arthur greeted Fudge, then patted Iger on the shoulder and turned away.

"Good morning, Mr. Minister." Egg smiled and greeted Fudge.

"Good morning, what's the matter with coming to me early in the morning? If I'm not mistaken, it doesn't seem like this was a Hogwarts holiday. Fudge asked, looking at Egger happily.

"I'm here to guard Hagrid from our hunting grounds." Agra sat across a chair across from Fudge: "After my investigation, Hagrid was not responsible for the incident in the secret room at Hogwarts fifty years ago, because the Parseltongue is necessary to open the secret room, but you must know that the Minister is a half-giant, and he can't be a Parseltongue." ”

Fudge nodded abruptly, "So... Are you coming? ”

"I'm not asking for compensation from Hagrid, it's been fifty years." Egg's words relieved Fudge, but Fudge was still a little puzzled.

"I just wish I could allow Hagrid's wand to be used, after all, as a wizard, it's just a shame to not have a wand, just a trivial little request..."Egg nodded, and stretched out his index finger to compare it with his thumb, "A little... Besides, I think the Minister should have heard about Hogwarts' final exams this year, and I am here mainly to represent Hogwarts in the hope that Mr. Minister will be able to take a look..."

Fudge looked at Egger for a moment, then laughed, "I have to say, Egger you are a very smart and very good little wizard, I have no reason not to agree to your request, right?" ”

Iger immediately bowed to Fudge, "Then thank you for your face, Minister." ”

"I also hope that Egger will come to the Ministry of Magic after graduation, and I really appreciate you." Fudge looked at Egger and said seriously, then wrote a warrant and handed it to Egg: "I will inform you about the guards of your hunting grounds." ”

Iger smiled, then said goodbye to Fudge, and left with the warrant.

When Egg brought Hagrid's wand warrant to Hagrid, Hagrid cried with emotion, knowing that Hagrid had always loved magic but had not been able to use it for years.

"I've always kept it safe, they broke my wand in the first place, but thankfully Professor Dumbledore fixed it for me, and I kept it in my umbrella all the time..."Hagrid cried as he took his wand from the little red umbrella, "I really want to thank you, Egger... Have you had breakfast? ”

"Eat, eat..."Egger nodded hurriedly, although he wanted to find an excuse to drink some wine with Hagrid to kill the time, but after seeing Hagrid serve the big pot of slimy stew that he didn't know what to stew, Egger left in a hurry...

……

It's another week of Defence Against the Dark Arts class, and by the time the clock on the wall points to the end of class, almost four-fifths of the sixth-graders in front of Iger have learned to cast spells silently.

For them, the difference between what they have learned and what they have not learned is simply a world of difference.

Once they learned it, they could barely use those crappy silent spells to fend off Egger's attacks in Egger's silent realm; If they can't learn it, they'll just hold their wands and watch Iger attack them...

In seven school years, the Defence Against the Dark Arts class for sixth graders was nowhere near as interesting as in other school years...

Year 7 is a restrictive form of dark magic that can threaten thick-skinned creatures like trolls and Hippogriffs, such as Snape's Blade, and of course, Iger will teach them healing when he teaches them so that they don't make any major mistakes. Even so, Professor McGonagall had always disapproved of Egger teaching them such dangerous spells.

The fourth and fifth grades are about the flexible use of spells.

"Use it at the right time, even the Transfiguration Charm or the Levitation Charm can achieve unexpected results in the battle." Iger waved his wand in his hand: "Analogy! ”

A rope was put around Fred and George's necks and pulled back, and then the rope was released, and the twins stared at each other with wide eyes, and laughter erupted beside them.

"Sometimes you may feel that the other party's spell is missing, in fact, there is probably a rope behind you waiting to break your neck, in the battle, especially against those who have a bad stomach, try not to go where they cast the spell, if you are lucky you will step on, if you are unlucky you will fall into the swamp."

Egger said in an unhurried tone: "Also, I recommend that you keep in mind all kinds of fast spells as much as possible when fighting, such as removing your weapon, it may sound monotonous, but it can save your life when it is critical..."

"Mr. Morissus, you always say that we... When you fight, when you fight... But are we going to have to meet these battles? Angelina teasingly looked at Egg, who was upset by Egg's rope that had just strangled Fred.

"Of course, who hasn't had a conflict with someone else?" Egg smiled: "What's more, in the magical world we are in, there are at least thirty percent of the dark wizards, and thirty percent of the pure-bloods have an unclear relationship with the dark wizards, not counting these six layers, the remaining forty percent of ordinary wizards will occasionally have some conflicts in private." ”

"I hope you don't forget that Professor Quirrell was attacked by werewolves and vampires when he was in Albania, and was possessed by Voldemort's remnants at the end." Egg shook his head: "Magic is a magical and fascinating existence, but there is also one thing that cannot be denied, that is, magic is also very dangerous, even in Hogwarts, there may be dark magic items that you don't understand, I sincerely hope that you have a kind heart, but at the same time, I don't want you to turn a blind eye to some dangers and take them lightly, it is irresponsible for your own life." ”