Chapter 72: christmas eve
"What is Iger most afraid of?" In the lounge, Angelina sat on the sofa and looked at Iger maliciously, pointing her wand at a drawer not far away: "Does anyone want to know?"
Iger's eyelids jumped when he looked at Angelina. There was a black poisonous egg on the other's wrist, and the shocking sign came into Iger's eyes. To be honest, Iger really didn't want this organization to develop, but it seemed that Did Red and George still find an accomplice?
With a blocking spell, Iger locked the drawer. Iger looked at Angelina who was unhappy and spread out his hands: "When will you understand spells better than me, you can see..."
Saying that, Iger turned around and left.
"What are you afraid of? Iger?" Harry approached with some malicious intent.
"Can you let us take a look?" Ron's expression was a little wretched.
"I think what I fear should be fear itself..." Iger organized his words: "Probably...that's it."
"What do you mean?" Harry was at a loss.
"It means that Iger doesn't know what it will be, but as long as there are people, there will always be things to fear." Hermione rudely squeezed over from the two of them and walked beside Iger, holding a big big in her arms as always. stack of books.
"Talking about it for a long time is equivalent to not saying it..." Ron was a little disappointed.
Iger felt that if it was himself, then what he would see would be the bodies of his family and friends...
Compared to Ron's big spider and Harry's Dementor, this kind of thing is really a disappointment, so I closed the cabinet.
Iger never thought of himself as a strong person, especially when he was used to the love of the people around him, if someone suddenly disappeared one day, then he might really go crazy.
"Emotions can make people cowardly, but also make people strong..." Wei Wei felt a little emotional, and after leaving such an inexplicable sentence, Iger followed Hermione and turned away, leaving Harry and Ron to look at each other.
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For this year's Christmas, Iger didn't look forward to it much. The plan was to blind the basilisk's eyes on Christmas day, and then start to practice the control of silence the next day.
The whole Christmas has no festive atmosphere, and it also comes with the risk of being silently blown up.
Looking at the students walking home in groups with dull eyes, Iger attracted a lot of attention.
"What's wrong with Iger?" Beside Hermione, Ginny looked at Iger outside the car with some surprise while holding a velvet.
"He has something to do, so he can only stay at school this year." Hermione sighed, looking at Iger's face outside the car reluctantly.
Compared with Iger's sorrow, Harry is much better. He is going to spend Christmas with Sirius this year, and Harry feels that his heart is about to explode with excitement.
"Sirius said he had an appointment for a training session with an international Quidditch team. The Seekers on that team were very good. We're going to go directly to them after Christmas and hear from Sirius that in Bulgaria..." Inside, Harry gushed about.
"Training class?" Ron looked at Harry strangely: "Training class costs a lot of money for Harry..."
"How much... how much?" Harry was stunned, then calmed down.
"Generally, a class will be around dozens of Galleons, and you need a broom that can meet the requirements of international competitions." Ron said after calculating: "Charlie went to the training class of the Charlie Artillery Team one year, and it only took one day. It costs 20 Galleons, and I heard that Iger helped him make an appointment. Although I like the Charlie Cannons very much, to be honest, they are not that strong internationally."
Harry's expression suddenly became embarrassed. He didn't know this and thought it was just a simple matter.
"Sirius helped me make an appointment for the whole vacation, and after Christmas we left with the door key..." Harry said dryly, "I suddenly don't want to go, it's too expensive."
Ron nodded understandingly, yes, with dozens of Galleons a day, who can afford it?
"Sirius just came back from Azkaban, or forget it..." Harry lowered his head in frustration.
"Don't think too much, the pure blood family has a lot of wealth, and there must be more like the Black family." Ron comforted the frustrated Harry, and then seemed to realize the reality, his face collapsed: "Of course, I said It's someone else's home..."
"Really?" Harry was stunned.
"Of course it's true! I heard that the Black family was very famous back then!" Ron nodded: "But it is said that their family is full of paranoid lunatics..."
"But I still think it's too expensive." Harry was a little frustrated, and looked at Iger, who was a little dejected outside the window, and then looked at Malfoy, who was also dejected not far from Iger.
"Isn't Malfoy going home this year?" Harry looked at Malfoy a little strangely. Malfoy was holding a camera to take pictures of the Hogwarts Express, and he waved to Colin in the next carriage.
"It seems like this..." Ron is now a lot better towards Malfoy. Malfoy is now much better than when he first entered school. At least Malfoy learned to face Hagrid's rock cake. The two were humbled...
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Stepping on the snow and walking towards the castle, Malfoy followed with a look of excitement behind him, fondly fiddling with the camera in his arms.
At the gate of the castle, Peeves was happily throwing snowballs at passers-by. Seeing Iger coming, he quickly stood up like a good baby. When Iger passed by, a snowball smashed into Malfoy's face.
"Peeves!" Malfoy looked at the spirit body flying in the air in exasperation: "Stay away from me!"
"The poisonous snake began to approach the lion I don't know what abacus is going on..." Peeves laughed wildly and ran away.
"Crazy!" Malfoy snorted and turned away.
In the corridor, Filch laboriously wiped the ghost symbols that Peeves drew on the wall. Iger waved it casually, and the wall immediately became clean.
Filch looked at Iger and bowed in awe. Iger looked at him and nodded and left.
Then there was another roar behind him, it was Filch's roar.
"Footprints all over the floor! Don't you know if you clean your feet before you come in?"
"Iger passed by just now!" Malfoy snorted angrily.
"I didn't see it! Brat!" Filch roared with a bellows-like gasp, followed by hurried footsteps, Malfoy got rid of Filch's entanglement and ran away in embarrassment.
"That guy is so annoying!" Malfoy caught up with Iger angrily: "Iger, is the castle yours? Why don't you drive him away?"
"Although he is not a good person, his love for the castle is real." Iger nodded slightly: "As long as he does not cause harm to the students, I don't mind having a long-term laborer..."