Chapter 74: L D
Malfoy finally licked his face to lick the dog, because if Iger planned to attack a little girl, there was basically no girl in Hogwarts who could refuse, which made Malfoy a little worried.
However, judging from Iger's current observation, Malfoy's licking dog is not up to the standard.
After working hard at the dinner party for at least an hour, Astoria didn't pay much attention to him, rather like a little swan.
As for Malfoy, that toad...
In English, this kind of behavior is called, flatterer, flatterer.
However, Iger felt that this was not enough to describe Malfoy's behavior, so he translated it in his own less authentic English, which could probably be called Lickdog: licking a dog...
Abbreviation: L·D…
"What you said is too ugly..."
After the dinner, Malfoy sat down at the table and muttered.
"I've already praised you very much, licking a dog, licking a dog, you can only lick a dog if you lick it. What you can't lick is just a dog..." Iger looked at Malfoy with a straight face.
Malfoy finally went back to the dormitory in a dejected manner.
Iger didn't stay in the auditorium for long. When all the desserts on the long table disappeared, Iger also went back to the dormitory.
At night, in the headmaster's room, Snape was frowning at Dumbledore in front of him.
"You want him to catch the Dark Lord? With all due respect, that's not a good idea."
The black robe was a little messy, and it looked a little dusty. Dumbledore raised his head and looked at Snape for a while, then nodded slightly: "This is really not a good idea, especially for a twelve-year-old boy. , but Iger is no ordinary child."
"No matter how ordinary he is, he is still just a child." Snape frowned and emphasized, seemingly disapproving of Dumbledore's decision.
"That kid can blow up half a hill with one spell. You said that." Dumbledore looked at Snape with a smile.
"But the way he controls magic is as rough as the dead skin on the soles of a troll's feet, which is unbearable." Snape criticized Iger's spellcasting level in a greasy voice.
"Iger has agreed. This is a very long and good experience for him. Although the flowers in the greenhouse are beautiful, they cannot withstand the wind and rain against Severus. You understand this." Dumbledore Looking at Snape pleadingly: "Trust me, I won't hurt him."
Snape looked at Dumbledore blankly, not knowing what to say.
The atmosphere in the room was a little dull, and Fox was lying on the shelf silently.
"You said you would protect her back then, but you didn't do it." Snape's face was gloomy, and his voice sounded a little choked.
"I thought you didn't care much about that kid, Severus..." Dumbledore looked calm.
Snape's voice was still so slow, but his tone was rarely somber.
"He is, my disciple."
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The happiest time of Christmas every year is when I wake up in the morning and see my present.
For Iger, the meaning of receiving a gift is not how precious the gift is, but the moment when he sees his gift, he can proudly tell himself.
Look, there are so many people thinking of you.
So, for Iger, the more the better, the more a gift, the more important it is, not the price.
It's like Fred and George's huge package. When Iger opened the package, he found two big bags of cat food...
Similar to the gift he gave to Sirius, Iger gave him two big bags of dog food...
I put it in my mouth and tasted it. Iger felt that the taste was good. It was the taste of Orleans grilled wings.
Fortunately, it didn't taste like dried fish. Iger didn't like the fishy smell of sea fish.
Another example is the one that Hermione gave this year. It was a thick pillow filled with catnip. Iger thought that this girl might not want to die in her arms.
Malfoy's gift was as precious as ever. It was a pair of black knight's boots, which looked exquisite and capable. Iger remembered that Lockhart had a pair.
Aisha gave her clothes as before, and it was the happiest thing for Aisha to watch Iger gradually grow taller.
Snape still sent those bottles and jars. Iger picked out the Flux and stuffed the rest of the potion into the suitcase beside him.
The suitcase was given to Iger by Newt. There was another vast space in the small black box, and there were all kinds of strange environments. According to Newt, he had such a suitcase when he was young. It's very convenient to live in a box when you are in the wild.
The only thing that's not good is that it's not necessarily where it is when it comes out of the box...
Iger also went into the box to have a look. There is a lot of space inside, and there are hundreds of himself...
Ron gave Iger a set of Charlie Cannon team uniforms, which should be the best Christmas present in Ron's eyes. Iger knew that Ron had been greedy for a long time, and he was not willing to buy it himself. I made a gold wand and gave it to him. If I sell it, I guess I can buy a good new wand, and I can also buy a new pet...
After packing all the gifts in the room, Iger went all the way to the principal's room after washing up, picked up Fox on the shelf, took the sorting hat and put it on his head, turned and left.
Fox confessed his fate, and was carried by Iger in his hands. The bird's face was full of hopelessness.
All the way to the girls' bathroom on the second floor, Iger opened the door of the secret room and jumped in. The whistling underground wind blew past his ears, and the air was filled with a trace of fishy smell.
Swish jumped down from the long tunnel, Iger looked at the two intertwined snakes on the stone wall in front of him and hissed: "Open!"
With a sound of 'Boom', the stone wall opened, and Iger took off the emeralds from the two snakes' eyes and walked in. For the first time, I really saw this secret room that had been sleeping for thousands of years Zeng There are rumors that the four deans have left their own inheritance in Hogwarts, but according to what has been determined so far, only Slytherin has it.
Or buried deep under the girls' bathroom, what kind of weird hobby is Slytherin?
The smell in the air is unpleasant, fishy, rancid, and the feces in the sewer...
Fortunately, after passing through the stone wall, the smell dissipated. The entangled snake-headed stone pillars in the quiet room in front of me exuded an ancient atmosphere that could not be washed away. The stone moss on the wall was green under the humid environment at the bottom of the lake. Drop, Ying's room is green.
Stepping out gently, the sound of footsteps was very obvious under the echoes of the surrounding walls. The entire secret room was dark and quiet. Iger felt that people with poor psychological quality might be driven crazy by the environment here.
The sound of ticking water droplets kept ringing in my ears, and occasionally I could see a glittering glint falling from the top of my head, which should be water droplets penetrating from the crevices of the rocks above.
There are many stone pillars in the room, one by one extending toward the front. When Iger reached the last pair of stone pillars, a stone face appeared in front of him, a big old-fashioned monkey-like face, and a sparse long beard. Drag to the hem of the stone-carved robe, two big gray feet stood on the smooth floor of the room.
The stone sculpture was very large. Iger nodded slightly at the stone sculpture in front of him. He dared to make his own statue so ugly, indicating that Slytherin should not be the kind of person who thinks he is very great.
At least he has a clear understanding of his ugliness. Although from the statue, he looks like an old Slytherin, but he didn't look handsome when he was young...
Should... not as handsome as me...
Iger looked at the huge stone statue in front of him and thought carefully.