Chapter 90: I'm coming

Chapter 90: I'm coming

"Including me, the former principals and professors felt that limiting students' knowledge is limiting their desires and regulating their conduct. It seems that Professor Morrissey...you have a different opinion?" Dumble Lido looked at Iger scrutinizingly, at least at this moment in his eyes, Iger was a professor rather than a student.

"Once people's desires break out, it's like a flood, it's better to block them..." Iger nodded: "I think it's better to give correct guidance instead of restricting their desires. The development of human society is inseparable from various desires. , This point, the Muggle world has given us a good proof, want to run faster, so invented the car, want to fly, so have the plane, the same, if we want to develop, we can't do without The desires of the latecomers.”

"Look at me again, the forbidden book area is about to become my dormitory. When have I ever made a Horcrux or a stand-in puppet or something?" Iger spread his hands.

"What if their desire is immortality?" Dumbledore looked at Iger curiously.

"There is no lack of such greedy lunatics among Muggles..." The corner of Iger's mouth curled up: "You can tell him that in theory, you can create a potion that can make people immortal, or tell them that there are demons in the legend. The curse can reverse one's own time, after all, things like time converters can appear, it is not impossible to reverse one's own time..."

"It's dangerous..." Dumbledore looked hesitant.

"It's safer than splitting the Horcrux, which makes others dangerous, right? And their desires are doomed to the danger of seeking the way, and this is the price!" Iger spread his hands: "Look at me, how simple my desires are. , as long as you marry two girls..."

"In a sense, your desires are more dangerous to Iger..." Dumbledore looked at Iger happily and said jokingly.

"emmm...you're right..." Iger smacked his lips.

...

This year's final exam at Hogwarts is not destined to be peaceful. Originally, Iger considered inviting some celebrities from the wizarding world to visit this year's senior students' graduation exam, but what Ig never expected was that there would be so many people— - The whole area from Hogwarts to Hogsmeade Village is densely packed with tents.

This made the Ministry of Magic have to send a large number of Aurors to maintain the safety of the surrounding environment. Every time Iger saw Fudge in the past two days, he didn't look good.

Iger's original idea of ​​collecting tickets was cancelled by Dumbledore, which made Iger sad.

The gimmick of the Millennium Basilisk is too big. After all, the rarity of the Basilisk is still higher than that of the Dragon, not to mention the Millennium, even the Basilisk of the Decade is quite rare.

Coupled with the appearance of the previous portrait of Salazar Slytherin, Hogwarts has always been on the cusp of public opinion in the magical world of various countries.

Not only the United Kingdom, but at this time the tents near the school were basically wizards from neighboring countries, and everyone wanted to see what the quality of teaching at Hogwarts was like.

A group of professors have raised the stands of the Quidditch pitch all night, hoping to accommodate the wizards who have come to Hogwarts so far.

What surprised Iger was that Professor McGonagall didn't even have any opinion on the presence of so many wizards, and they were even a little happy and eager to try.

Even Professor Trelawney has been diligently running to the camp recently, setting up stalls for others to do fortune-telling...

Iger can probably understand their mentality. After all, the more aggressive the students in the school are, the more face they have on the professors' faces.

Of course, this also leads to increasing pressure on students.

All the students were nervous, and their mentality was probably the same as when Harry played against the dragon in the Goblet of Fire, especially when Professor McGonagall gave the Gryffindor students a death order. ——After 'Don't disgrace Hogwarts anyway', the nerves of the whole school were completely tense.

Of course, the deans of each academy also handed over some basic 'group fight' methods to their students, which are the formations used by some ancient wizards to fight against each other.

What the students will face will be a giant basilisk with extremely high magic resistance, which Iger has controlled for a few months on the verge of madness.

When Iger went to see the basilisk two days ago, I found that a new batch of basilisk teeth had grown out. Of course, excited Iger squeezed a large bucket of venom, and then pulled out the snake teeth.

Immediately, Iger discovered that the basilisk's teeth did not grow slowly like humans. When the basilisk woke up, Iger saw two rows of densely packed sharp edges from the big mouth of the basilisk. The fangs were so irritating that Iger almost couldn't bear to kill it...

The day before the exam, the students completed the final exams for other subjects this year, and they are all silently preparing for tomorrow's battle.

Iger also saw Fred and George sneakily selling something to the seniors, not knowing what they were thinking.

However, Iger basically didn't bother to ask them. Since so many wizards from all over the world came to Hogwarts, Iger lived a life of hiding every day, avoiding a creature called a reporter.

Journalists have proven to be a very difficult object to deal with, both in the Muggle world and in the wizarding world.

The reporters who came to Hogwarts thought of doing everything possible to give Iger an exclusive interview, or hoped to extract some useful information from the mouths of the students.

The students at the school were afraid of Iger's arrogance and dared not speak to the reporters at all, but it didn't matter, the reporters quickly focused on the seventh graders who were about to graduate.

"Mr Morrissey is a very gentle person..." Miss Dany giggled as she looked at the reporter in front of her: "Whether he is angry or threatening, he is always that kind of gentleness, which makes people feel again and again. Love it and hate it…”

"He never forces us to learn, of course, on the condition that you ignore the Dementor he's holding..." Mr. Sparrow said.

Iger was not in the mood to pay attention to what his lovely graduates would say to reporters, and he was in a rather awkward situation.

"Iger, my father wants to give you an exclusive interview, what do you think?" The beautiful blonde girl in front of her had an ethereal and clean voice, which made Iger feel comfortable, but the unkind gaze from behind made Iger's scalp a little numb.

"Is it the naysayer? Of course you can, why not?" Iger grinned.

The girl is Luna Lovegood, and Iger has a very good impression of her, of course, it is only for the other person's character.

This is a very smart girl, not only smart, but also understanding, always grasping what other people think.

However, Hermione didn't feel very good. At this time, Hermione followed behind Iger expressionlessly, as if ready to set up an Italian gun at any time. The plain eyes made Iger feel like a man on his back.

Hermione is very sensitive recently. Once a girl approaches within a few meters of Iger, she will receive the stare of Hermione who can freeze a polar bear to death.

"That's great, I'll bring my father to you after the final exam tomorrow."

Seeing Luna turn and leave, Iger glanced helplessly at Hermione: "Can't you have that little confidence in me?"

"It's because I'm too confident in you..." Hermione frowned while looking at Iger and snorted.

Seeing Hermione's appearance, Iger smiled narrowly, and slammed Hermione on the wall, looking at the delicate face of the girl in front of him with some fiery eyes, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I also treat myself to myself. Very confident, so when can you be a little more confident in yourself? Look...you can't even look my eyes..."

A warm breath gently lingered in Hermione's ears. Hermione felt her face burning. She felt that if she looked in the mirror now, she would look like a ripe tomato. Iger's breath made Xiaoli's face burn. The girl trembled a little, her legs were uncontrollably sore.

"Don't do this..." Hermione looked at Iger pleadingly, and then looked at Iger's blue eyes and whimpered: "You will bully me..."

"Yes, I just bullied you..." Iger's face was getting closer and closer: "I don't mind you bullying back at all, come on come on"

The smile on Iger's face was calm, but the words in his mouth had a rogue aura.

At night, the warm tones of the candles on the walls in the castle corridor look very ambiguous, and the bean-sized flames flicker gently on the white candles.

Hermione felt as if she was gradually losing her ability to breathe, and her nose was filled with the sweet and sour taste of lemon juice brought by Iger's breath.

"I'm here... I'm sorry to interrupt your chat, if Miss Granger doesn't mind... I think Iger, did you... forget something?"

An untimely voice sounded, and Snape's slow voice came from behind. The two people who were originally exuding pink aura suddenly stiffened. Hermione whimpered weakly, covering her face and hurried away.

Iger turned around with a stiff expression, and there was a dry click on his neck. A tall black bat just looked at Iger with his arms in his arms, and the smirk on the corner of his mouth could be seen.

"What's the matter?" Iger felt very bad, inexplicably felt like he was caught by his parents when he was flirting with a girl. Fortunately, he was thick-skinned and had enough blood, otherwise he might have been frightened and fainted just now...

"Transfer... Basilisk." Looking at Iger, who was about to reach his chest, Snape's sarcasm slowly disappeared.

Before you know it, the little brat who could be caught with one hand at the beginning can already start flirting with girls.

The other party is also... two Muggle-born girls...

The Sorting Hat says Iger tells it to go wherever Hermione goes...

If I had this kind of courage at the beginning... or if it was a shameless spirit, wouldn't everything have changed... not the same?

Snape was slightly absent-minded, and followed behind Iger unhurriedly, looking at Iger who was walking in front of him, mumbling and unhappy, Snape pursed his lips slightly, knowing Snape Everyone knows that he can't laugh, and this expression should be considered very happy.

Before Harry's first Quidditch match, Snape had 'laughed' at him like that, but it was a pity that this expression was really too beating, and Harry subconsciously took it as a provocation...

The two walked all the way to the girls' bathroom on the second floor. Professor Flitwick dispersed the students who wanted to visit the Basilisk with the professors. Fred and George's red hair loomed in the crowd.

"Do we only have such a passage? In fact, I don't really want them to see the basilisk in advance." Professor Flitwick sighed in disappointment.

"Where's Fox?" Iger looked at several professors.

"Even Fox, it's impossible to hold a giant basilisk apparition to the Quidditch pitch." Dumbledore's voice sounded, and a tall figure passed through the crowd: "And Fox doesn't seem to want to see you Iger very much. ...I'm curious what you did with it?"

Don't say such strange things, stinky old man, it's like I've done something outrageous.

I just fed it a drink... that's all...

"If this is the case, then we should prepare the bubble head spell in advance. The pipes below are twisted and twisted, and the smell is great, and it can lead directly to the Quidditch pitch." Iger nodded helplessly.

Looking at the entrance to the secret room in front of him, Iger hissed: "Open!"

The deep and hoarse Parseltongue heard the scalps of the people around him go numb, and immediately saw that the washbasin used to wash in place disappeared, and a dark hole on the ground silently appeared in front of everyone.

"God...are we going to jump? It doesn't look very good..." Professor Sprout sighed helplessly. She was very frugal and didn't like to get her clothes dirty.

"The pipe is very long, trust me, it's fun..." Iger grinned, and then the figure disappeared with a 'pop', and flashed directly into the secret room, leaving a group of professors and students looking at each other.

Snape's face was terrifyingly black, he walked silently to the entrance of the hole, turned over and jumped down extremely reluctantly.

Then a chirping sounded, a white light flashed in the air, Fox appeared on Dumbledore's shoulder, Professor McGonagall took Dumbledore's arm lightly with a single step, and Sprout followed suit. Dumbledore's other arm.

"Ma'am always treats favorably..." A smile appeared on Professor McGonagall's serious face. Professor Flitwick, who wanted to hug his thigh, looked at Dumbledore embarrassedly, then nodded helplessly, and followed The pipe mouth jumped down.

"Close!" Dumbledore watched hissing from the mouth of the pipe, and as the sink reappeared, the figures of Dumbledore and the three disappeared in the next second.

"It's a pity We still want to follow." Fred and George got out of the crowd a little dejected.

"Are you going to give people a head?" Hermione's voice sounded, and the little girl stood not far away with a thick book in her hands, looking at the two of them: "And then the professors have to be distracted to protect you?"

"Oh... the nasty know-it-all, if you are not Iger's girlfriend, we must let you learn our methods." Fred grinned indifferently, and there was a burst of laughter all around.

"Oh...Is it? I can assure you that I will definitely have more means than the two of you combined." Hermione corrected the twins' words, and said with a serious face: "It doesn't matter if I am Iger's daughter or not. friend!"

The little girl doesn't like being called Miss Know-It-All, and she doesn't like that when people mention her, they always add: Iger's girlfriend.

Why not Iger: Ms. Granger's boyfriend?

"Darling, ignore them, their brains are already hilarious." Angelina rolled her eyes at the two of them and dragged Hermione away.