For pretending to be forced, Egger felt that he had done just right.

At least he didn't rush into the crowd of the other party to open Wushuang, and then asked the other party with his eyes glared:

Do you want to dance?

Do you want to dance too?

Kindness? Why do you want to dance too?

Come on, dance with the devil?

Then maybe from now on you will have another name: Hogwarts Dancer...

In the distance, Old Man Zou walked over with the students of Kunlun Hall, and a group of oriental teenagers threw the note in their hands into the Goblet of Fire in an orderly manner, and Egg's eyes looked at it curiously.

"Old man, who is the most likely candidate for your school?"

Zou Shu looked at Egg, and then glanced at the students behind him: "It's all excellent, I don't know." ”

Zou Shu may have students he likes, but as a teacher, this kind of thing can't be said in front of so many people.

"Hmm... If Yu Mengyu signs up..."Iger pinched his chin and thought for a moment.

"Possibly." Zou Shu nodded: "That kid is very good, and his talent in refining weapons is also very high. ”

"But if you want to participate, the rules of the competition are that you are only allowed to bring one wand..."Egg looked at Zou Shu, "Can you do it?" ”

"The rules have changed." Dumbledore stepped forward: "The warriors of Kunlun Hall can choose a suitable medium as a means of participation, but it can only be the same. ”

Egger nodded clearly, since this is the case, it should be nine out of ten people who will choose flying swords...

"To be honest, although I signed up, I would prefer that the warriors of our school are Fred or Angelina."

In the evening, the group returned to the tower, Harry said.

"It's a bit ambitious, maybe they'll pick us." Ron said with a smile.

"If we were chosen," Hermione thought for a moment, "it would be a tragedy, we had already proved our mettle by throwing our names, and if we did, it would not be a happy thing." ”

Iger had only hinted at the twins about the dragon, and the others still hadn't known what the project was, which had given Ron a kind of confidence so far, but Harry and Hermione were much calmer in comparison.

Early the next morning, when the sky began to drift with a slimy-looking drizzle, Iger chose to skip school according to normal procedures, and asked for leave under the pretext of going to the Forbidden Forest for the sake of the championship, but in fact he shrank into Hagrid's hut, and the two of them ate a small beef hot pot for half a day.

For the two of them, drinking wine and eating hot pot early in the morning is not something difficult to accept...

The meat was brought by Egger, and although Hagrid wanted to put something strange in the pot, such as the big hairy paws of an unknown species, Egg politely refused.

The elf Sia took the time to make a fire for the two of them, and prepared a list of ingredients, which made Iger even more reluctant to move.

"Hermione had always dreamed of freeing the elves, but her boyfriend had the second largest group of house-elves in England." Hagrid laughed and teased Egger, holding a bottle of flame whiskey in his hand.

That's right, it's pinching.

The huge whiskey bottle was like a delicate bottle of oral liquid in Hagrid's large, rough hands...

"They are family." Iger snorted, "This is my home. ”

"Well, family, like Hermione, you're a geek." Hagrid smiled.

"Where is the first group?" Egg asked, looking at Hagrid.

"Oh... The Ministry of Magic, of course. Hagrid smiled.

Egg nodded knowingly, and picked up a slice of shabu-shabu with drunken eyes.

In rainy and humid weather, there is nothing more heartwarming than a hot pot.

But even though the two were drinking, singing, and eating a small hot pot, Hagrid still looked like he was in a state of disengagement, as Egg could tell from his dress.

Dressed in a huge suit, I don't know how many bottles of hairspray I have in my hair, and the pungent smell of inferior perfume, all the characteristics are declaring one thing.

Hagrid's dream lover is coming...

Sure enough, it was just lunchtime when there was a knock at the door of Hagrid's hut.

Hagrid hurriedly got up and opened the door to the cabin, and Madame Maxim walked in with a smile on her face.

"Good afternoon, Madame Maxim." Iger greeted Madame Maxim.

"Ahh Good afternoon, little gentleman. Madame Maxim said in a deep, nasal voice.

Iger always felt that the French had a sense of nasal breathlessness when speaking English, and this feeling was even more pronounced in the muffled voice of Madame Maxim...

"Are you two in love?" Egg lifted his eyelids.

"Yes." Hagrid smiled.

Madame Maxim chuckled softly, and with a reserved smile, acquiesced.

"That's really a blessing to you..."Egger flattened his mouth: "Talented and beautiful... That's nice... emmm…”

I don't know why, the shabu beef in my mouth suddenly doesn't smell good...

After a few bites, Egg greeted Hagrid and took his leave.

He could tell that Hagrid's mind was no longer on eating...

He left Hagrid's hut slowly, and didn't go far before he saw Hermione and the others walking all the way in the direction of Hagrid's hut.

"If I were you, I wouldn't have chosen to pass at this time." Egg burped and took Hermione's little hand crookedly.

"How?" Harry was confused.

"Madame Maxim is inside." Iger muttered.

"Oh... He fell in love with her. Ron said incredulously, "Ah... If they had children later, I dare say each child would weigh a ton. ”

"It's not that exaggerated..."Iger waved his hand: "emmm... Half a ton..."

Harry thought about the two of them falling in love, and couldn't help but shudder, "Egger is right, let's not go over." ”

"In fact, what you may not know is that they've been in a relationship for almost two years." Egg shrugged, "They met the last time Lady Maxim came to Hogwarts for the basilisk's final exams. ”

"And then it was love at first sight?" Harry asked.

"Almost, when I went to France, I saw the two of them in a small bar, and the one named Fleur said that Hagrid was not worthy of Madame Maxim." Iger scoffed.

"How is that possible? Who else but Hagrid—" Hermione was about to say something, but after thinking that it would not be good for Hagrid, she quickly stopped talking.

"You've known each other for a long time?" Ron's focus was rather peculiar, and he looked at Iger with a strange face: "Oh my God, you know such a beautiful girl..."

Iger shrugged, noncommittal.

Isn't Aisha pretty? Hermione was also pretty, but she hadn't really cleaned up her unkempt hair.

"Do you think Hagrid is worthy of her?" Harry grinned.

"The size or something should be a good match..."Egg thought for a moment, and Hermione on the side patted Egg angrily.

"Alright, in that case, let's hurry back, and the warriors of each academy will be announced in the evening." Hermione urged.

"Egger, that Fleur... What do you think? Ron looked at Egger with a blank look, and Harry's face was a little unnatural.

Although both of them already have girlfriends, their resistance to beautiful women is still very low.

"How?" Egger thought for a moment, "I haven't used it, and I don't know how it feels..."

Ron: "......"