Egg grinned as he looked at Kaka.

"Thanks, is this a puppet you made?" Egger was full of joy and hugged the doll that Kaka had given him.

As an elf, Kaka's craftsmanship is undoubtedly very exquisite, and the facial features on the doll are very delicately sewn, and even Egg's lazy appearance is vivid.

"Kaka made it, Dobby gave you socks, and the things that the Hogwarts elves sent are kept for you here in Kaka." Kaka bowed to Egger and vanished, returning to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Outside the window, the snow covered a thick layer, but the room was warm, and Egger was like a child of a few years old, fiddling with the doll given by Kaka.

Suddenly, Egger looked at the puppet in his hand and was stunned, is this a figure?

Looking at the puppets in distraction, Egg turned to look at Snape, "Seaver, do you know how to give objects their own personality?" ”

"You're going to give a personality to a rag doll?" Snape glanced at Egg, then sneered, "Let those dark wizards who adore you know that they're going to cry..."

Egger: "......"

"Just tell me how to do it—" Egg gave Snape a displeased look.

"In the name of Severus Snape, I give you my personality and memory." Snape snorted and ignored him, turning to continue teasing his precious daughter.

Egg groaned and turned to look at the doll.

"You want to give a personality?" Hermione and Aisha heard the movement and immediately approached curiously.

"That's right." Iger nodded.

"Giving personality to a rag doll?" Aisha burst out laughing when she heard this.

"Isn't it possible?" Iger was confused.

"Yes, but it's difficult," Aisha said with a smile, "Those who have the strength to give themselves a personality are older wizards, and older wizards generally don't give a personality to a rag doll..."

The corners of Egg's mouth twitched, and he took out his staff from his arms and nodded at the rag doll's head: "In the name of Egger Morissus, I give you my personality and memory. ”

Snape turned his head to look at Egg, as if remembering something, "I forgot to tell you, you'd better draw a line, or it will be more uncomfortable..."

"Why didn't you say it earlier..."Egg gritted his teeth, and his brain suddenly ached, and all the memories reappeared in front of his eyes like a marquee, and an inexplicable thing slowly flowed into the puppet along the staff.

Shaking his dizzy head, Egger's eyes slowly focused, and he looked carefully at the puppet in front of him.

The puppet shook his head softly, sat up slowly, glanced at his Q version of his hands with some curiosity, and then raised his head to look at Egg: "Hello, my name is Egger!" ”

"Ahhh Hermione screamed and dragged the puppet into her arms.

"Hey, hey, hey..."The Q version of Egger's evil laugh came out, and Egger glanced at him very unpleasantly.

"There is such a thing as giving personality, and people who have a nasty personality don't give themselves personality, because they hate each other." Snape said slowly.

Egg squinted his eyes as he watched the little puppet, pulled it out of Hermione's arms, and threw it out in Hermione's reluctant eyes.

I don't know why, he always felt that this puppet was a bit mentally retarded.

"And because the things that give them personality are not affected by other troubles, they will be very difficult to control, which is why ordinary wizards only give personality to portraits..."Snape's voice sounded again, and Egger gritted his teeth in anger.

"What then?" Egg snorted and crossed his arms.

In the kitchen, the Q version of Egg's malicious voice came out: "Mom, Mom..."

Madame Granger screamed excitedly.

Egg patted his head wistfully: "Ah... Damn..."

For such a new member of the family who was inexplicably added, Egger no longer had the slightest interest after the novelty passed.

Seeing the rag doll that looks and has a personality similar to himself maliciously selling cuteness, Egger only feels very annoying.

On the contrary, the female compatriots in the family and Kaka like the rag dolls tightly.

Especially Kaka, who simply regards the Q version of Iger as a little master.

"Don't you think he's cute?" Hermione asked, holding the Egg doll and looking at Egg excitedly.

"I don't think at all—" Egg pouted, hating death, and then he looked at Snape, "Does that mean... Can we make an alchemy puppet? ”

"Theoretically... What do you want to do? Snape looked at Iger and frowned.

“emmm… I've got a bold idea..."Iger grinned, "How about we make some one-to-one real dolls?" The kind that gives personality..."

For example, the high-end version of the CQ doll or something...

Snape's eyes narrowed, and then there was a glow in his eyes.

"I warn you not to make any perverted ideas!" Egger jumped to his feet, and with his heels he could guess what Snape was thinking...

"I think you can think of it," Snape took a sip from his glass, "and I'm going to take a forty-percent stake if I'm going to do it." ”

"You want to be beautiful!" Iger looked unhappy.

Snape's face was expressionless: "Anna's." ”

"Deal!" Iger clapped his hands, and it was right.

If it's for his own goddaughter, then Iger is glad to do it, Snape forget it, it's useless for a single old man to ask for money, it's a waste...

"Professor Snape has been thinking about preparing Anna for the future so early?" Aisha laughed.

"Well, you should leave some ancestral property." Snape nodded stiffly, he wasn't used to talking to anyone else by now.

"What I'm more curious about is... I haven't seen Harry lack money, does he have an ancestral property? Hermione looked at Egger quizzically.

"There used to be... The Potter family started out making hair growth potions and shampoos, which used to be famous, think of Harry's hair, you can see why they did this..."Egg grinned and nodded, "But then their shampoos and hair growth products were squeezed out by others with better and cheaper products..."

"Who would do that?" Hermione wondered.

Ig looked in Snape's direction, and Hermione was surprised.

Egg sometimes thinks it's really not strange that Jaime always bullies him, this guy is just too dark...

And he singled out other people's ancestral properties, lacking morality...

"It's time to eat!" Mrs. Granger prepared dinner, looked in the direction of the living room, and shouted.

"Come on, come on~" Egg suddenly rushed over, sat down at the table and waited for the meal to start.

A few minutes later, a group of people gathered neatly around the table, and Mrs. Granger took off her apron and smiled at the crowd at the table, then picked up the Q version of Iger from the ground and put it on the table.

"Thank God for having one more Iger in the family this year." Mrs. Granger laughed.

Egger got stuck in his throat and didn't know where to start.

"You call it an egg tart, Egg tart!" As she spoke, Mrs. Granger smiled and touched the puppet's head and laughed.

You still have a name... Iger was speechless.

This thing is just a pictorial thing, so what are you doing seriously...

"Okay Mom!" The tart excitedly raised its small, round, fingerless hand.

You really promise, this name is stupid, okay! I will not allow you to tarnish my image like this! Iger looked at the puppet with some anger.

"I wish Hermione could make a puppet too, so you don't have to be at home, and I think you can talk to them..."Mrs. Granger sighed, "Okay boys, let's not talk about that, let's have dinner, Egger, happy birthday!" ”

"Happy Birthday!" Chris looked at Egg with his glass and winked.

Snape didn't have to spoil the fun, took the cup and took a sip.

Egger laughed, and was about to say something, when a small figure in front of him suddenly jumped up and shouted excitedly: "Thank you, Mom!" ”

Egger suddenly had a black line on his face: "You get out of me!" ”

With a whoosh, the egg tart was thrown softly onto the sofa...

"Dead ET get away," Iger muttered expressionlessly, eating with his head down.

"Egger, you're going too far!" The egg tart jumped onto the couch and pinched her waist to look at Egg.

"What can you do?" Egger sneered defiantly, turned around and ate to himself.

The tart looked at Egg aggrievedly, and walked away with a somewhat lost head.

"What are you angry with a puppet?" Hermione looked at Egg with some amusement: "Isn't that you, with your memories, with your personality..."

As she spoke, Hermione was stunned, her eyes moved slightly, and she turned to beckon to the egg tart: "Egg tart, come to me." ”

"Eh~It's coming~" The egg tart suddenly rushed into Hermione's arms with her little short legs.

"You have all the memories of Egger... Is that right? Hermione looked at the tart with a grin.

"What are you going to do?" Egger instinctively felt bad, and reached out to snatch the tart, but Hermione quickly turned around with the tart in her arms, looking at Egg warily.

Snape looked at Egger, the smile on his face gradually becoming perverted, revealing a look of schadenfreude, intending to watch the show.

"Tart, tell me, what kind of girl do you like?" Hermione's smile grew dangerous.

Cold sweat broke out on Egger's forehead, and he looked at the tart in Hermione's arms with trepidation.

Aisha covered her mouth and snickered, and the Granger couple looked at the tarts curiously.

"I'm not telling you." The egg tart crooked her neck: "Don't I want to lose face?" ”

NICE！ It's worthy of my personality, it's really reliable, and it's as cold as me...

Egg looked at the tart and breathed a sigh of relief.

Hermione smiled, "Tell me I'll kiss you." ”

"I like good looks!" The tart quickly raised its little hand.

Burst...

Egger felt like he had been hit in the knee.

Several women in the room burst out laughing, Chris looked at Egger understandingly, and the corners of Snape's mouth twitched, as if he wanted to laugh but held back.

"Who do you think is the best-looking girl you've seen so far?" Hermione hugged the tart and kissed it, then looked at the tart and narrowed her eyes slightly: "For example, me, Aisha, Qiu, Luna, or the sleeping vampire girl, and the cute rain from the east or something......"

"This can't be compared to this..."Egg hurriedly stopped Hermione and tried to snatch the tart, but failed.

"It's all good-looking!" The sound of egg tarts rang out again, and Egg slammed a mallet on the table.

Let me die, thanks...

"Oh? Does that mean they all like it? Hermione's eyes grew dangerous.

"That's not the case, you listen to me." Iger hastened to explain.

The egg tart spread his hands and sighed deeply: "Man..."

it!

You're here to smash the field, aren't you?

"This is the disadvantage of giving personality and memory, human beings have personality, and they may restrain their emotions for various reasons, but they won't..."Snape glanced at the tart and whispered: "Hogwarts portraits are only part of my own memory and personality, or the personality given by other people's impressions, so it won't be so exaggerated, as for this..."

Snape scoffed, "It's just retarded..."

Egger: "......"

Is this bastard scolding me?

You must be scolding me, right?

"Do you have... A little secret? Beside hermione, Hermione was starting to behave again, and Egg had a headache.

The tart glanced at Egg, Egg's eyes narrowed slightly, he dared to guarantee that as long as this damn ragdoll dared to tell the secrets of his previous life, Egg would definitely turn him into the scum on the ground in an instant...

"Are you still kissing?" The tart was smiling happily.

"Dear!" Hermione nodded affirmatively.

"I'm a foot k..."

"Ahhh Egger roared with a blood-red face, snatched the tart and stuffed it into his arms, gasping for breath, blood spreading from his neck to his head, and sat back in his chair angrily.

"What did he say?" Mrs. Granger looked at Chris quizzically.

"Didn't hear me—" Chris gave Egger a meaningful look, and Egger's face turned even redder.

He had never been so embarrassed.

Glancing at Hermione silently, Egg made up his mind to cheer up his husband tonight!

……

"You can tell... What to say and what not to say? ”

At night, Egg asked as he looked at the tart with a serious face.

"Of course you can tell the difference." The tart swore and patted her chest.

Turning his head to look at the door, Egger narrowed his eyes slightly: "About the previous life..."

"I only know that there are past lives, but I have no memory." The tart looked at Egg obediently and said, "So I won't leak secrets." ”

Egg was stunned, so that's why you look like you're retarded?

I have lost twenty years of memory, so although my mind is precocious, like an amnesiac patient, my thinking and experience are not coordinated enough...

"Anyway... Don't talk nonsense out there. Iger frowned.

The tart nodded and ran away...

Egg looked at the back of the tart leaving and pinched his chin with some confusion, why did he have no memory?

Speaking of... Dumbledore seems to have said that he can't see the imprint on his soul...

So he really didn't have a mind on himself?

No, it's better that he didn't see anything at all...

Egg sighed, got up and left the room, intending to take a hot shower and go to bed, passing by Hermione's room, through the door, Hermione's voice came out.

"Tart Tart tell me, what does Egg like most about me?"

Egg's face darkened suddenly, followed by the sound of egg tarts.

"Here, here... Over here... emmm… And here! The tart voice sounded excited.

Egger: "......"