Chapter 66: Are you going to die?

Chapter 66: Are you going to die?

Hermione's words had a great impact on Harry, and even Ron looked at Harry a little strangely for the past two days.

"If you're gay, stay away from Ginny. Don't think I don't know that you always go to her behind my back."

Another lunch, Ron looked at Harry and muttered.

"F**K! That's enough! Ron!" Harry looked annoyed and uttered a rare foul language.

"Originally, I didn't want you to get close to Ginny. When you looked at Qiu Zhang, I always wanted to beat you up..." Ron hummed bitterly: "According to Iger, you are a scumbag."

With the sound of 'Prang', Harry got up angrily and left, and kicked the stools of the two Simodians who were giggling not far away.

"Don't be nervous, I don't think Harry is gay, it doesn't matter if he's a scumbag or not, who hasn't had a young and romantic time?" Iger sat down cheerfully with a plate of chocolate pudding.

"It's all your fault, nothing to say nonsense." Ron glanced at Hermione behind Iger angrily.

"What does it have to do with me, why are you jealous of Harry? Jealous of Malfoy? Did you fall in love with Harry long ago?" Hermione is not a good stubborn, and Iger and Iger are exercising with sharp teeth every day. , a bunch of nonsense...

"I..." Ron felt that he was about to explode, and looked at Iger angrily: "And you, say Ginny is his future wife, that guy is like a shepherd now, guarding Ginny every day, She's only eleven years old!"

"Wow, what a beast hahahaha..." Iger laughed at Ron's hysterical look.

Immediately, she felt a little quiet beside her, and when she turned her head, Hermione looked at her expressionlessly.

"I've been raised since I was a child, and I'm not the same as Harry..." Iger said dryly.

"That's enough..." Ron sighed melancholy. The best brother fell in love with his sister. Originally, he was not very happy because of his identity. He thought about it because of friendship and acquiesced, but now the good brother actually wants to Cheating, the object of cheating may still be a man...

This made Ron a little unacceptable...

For the troubles of young Ron and young Harry, Iger was not in the mood to think about their thoughts. Every day was still half-dead. For Iger now, eating and waiting for death has become a business.

Voldemort's Horcrux has been acquired five, there is no reason to desperately change the plot, now all Iger wants to do is to wait for Dumbledore to catch Voldemort and throw it into a cage, and then put up a sign to sell tickets ticket.

Should be able to earn a lot of money...

However, as the saying goes, the tree wants to be quiet and the wind doesn't stop. After two days of leisure, Iger was summoned by Dumbledore again.

In the quiet and peaceful principal's room, Fox glanced at Iger and turned his head away, as if Iger was a piece of stinky **** that would make him disgusting.

Iger didn't care about Fox's distasteful gaze, and when he hugged it, it smoothed out a few hairs, and he passed his addiction.

Although his soul is Chinese, Iger has not fallen ill enough to want to taste a species when he sees it. As an Englishman, Iger feels that Dumbledore is more Chinese than himself.

Dare to think about anything, dare to eat everything...

It's just that the way of eating is not right, but Iger can also understand that you can't expect an old British man to figure out the cooking methods that have been handed down in China for thousands of years, right?

Chinese women can't do it, only postmodern Chinese men can do it...

Fox's red and bright head was rubbed by Iger in his arms, and the old bird feathers flew everywhere. After struggling for a long time, he finally left Iger's embrace, and flew back to the shelf quite arrogantly.

Iger looked at the white-bearded old man in front of him, and leaned back on the chair carelessly: "Tell me, what are you looking for?"

Dumbledore looked at Iger and smiled: "I'm thinking, should you start learning to control silence?"

"Don't!" Iger sat up suddenly, squinting at Dumbledore for a while, then leaned back in the chair and hummed and laughed: "I know what you're thinking, you're watching me take that When everything has been found, you plan to push me to catch Voldemort, right? I won't go, whoever likes to go will go!"

After speaking, afraid that Dumbledore would force him, Iger hurriedly added: "You still owe me something, and a phoenix!"

Dumbledore smiled wryly and shook his head: "You are much smarter than I thought, Iger. Since that's the case, I won't force you. Although I'm old, I think I can still toss."

Dumbledore looked at Iger and smiled, the old face was full of wrinkles, and the smile made people feel bitter.

Iger pouted and looked at Dumbledore with a bitter face. The old man began to play emotional cards. I have to say that Dumbledore made Iger feel a little worried.

"Emmm..." Iger turned his head and stared out the window, the two birds chirped and flew by, and then a giant beast caught the bird, Malfoy and Harry sitting on Buckbeak's back shouted excitedly, The big beast flapped his wings and whizzed away.

Iger was confused for a while, how did the two of them get together? Still sitting on Buckbeak's back together? Could it be that Harry is really bent? Bird Back Mountain?

The room was quiet, and Dumbledore's faint sigh came into Iger's ears. Iger sighed helplessly: "Okay, I'll just go..."

"I knew Iger, you are kind..."

"Don't talk about this!" Egger looked at Dumbledore fiercely.

Iger is very helpless to the methods of old man Deng. The old man never plays conspiracy against his own people. He has always been a generous conspiracy. Jump inside.

Whether it was Snape's death or Harry's death, Old Deng told them clearly...

Are you going to die? !

So this is also the reason why Iger is reluctant to have too much contact with Dumbledore even though he respects and loves Dumbledore.

According to Iger's thoughts, I will help you find the Horcrux, and I will help you catch Voldemort?

Why didn't you let me help Harry marry his wife and have a child?

"Let's see if I can master it silently..." Iger sighed faintly, rather melancholy.

"It's definitely possible, I believe in you." Dumbledore nodded sincerely.

"You bad old man is very bad..." Iger muttered and turned away.

Dumbledore's deep eyes flickered slightly as Iger left, and then he sighed slightly.

It wasn't that he insisted on Iger to catch Voldemort, but if someone wanted to catch Voldemort, he had to keep a strong person in the country. This was a surefire strategy. Iger has grown too fast and is already qualified to become a benchmark.

It's not that Dumbledore never thought of leaving Iger here to catch Voldemort by himself, but anyone who has raised a husky knows that he would rather let the dog out to harm others than let the dog harm his own family.

I can keep Iger in the country, but judging from Iger's current growth progress, no one can cure him if something goes wrong.

After all, this is a master who needs a head at every turn...

Rather than that, it's better to open the door and let this child go to the world...

At this time, the old wizard still doesn't know how much slander his decision will bring to him in the future...