Chapter 121: Can it be erased?

Chapter 121: Can it be erased?

Sometimes Iger thinks that love is something that cannot be explained by mouth alone, so Iger immediately dragged Hermione back to the room and taught Hermione what it means to love...

Of course, if facing an old man like Dumbledore, Iger would never communicate with him like this.

There is a generation gap…

As Iger said, if it wasn't for defending his peaceful life, a fool would be willing to beat others to death outside...

But it was unfortunate that people's wishes were not fulfilled, and there were always some people who didn't open their eyes to tease him. This is what uncles can bear and aunts can't bear.

It was another early morning, and Iger looked at Umbridge in the living room with dismay.

Why do you always have to run out of disgusting people at such a good time for breakfast?

Who the **** didn't tie the waistband properly and let out such a thing?

"What are you doing here?"

Just after waking up, the messy long hair and the horns on his head were tangled and tangled. Iger was struggling with his hair, looking at Umbridge with disgust.

As far as the current situation is concerned, Iger did not feel that Fudge dared to come to trouble him at this time.

At this time, if Fudge dares to stab Iger, he can guarantee that he will not survive three chapters...

Umbridge looked at Iger with a pleasing expression, and the smile on his face was full of humility.

This is a woman with a strong desire for power. As long as she has power in her hands, she doesn't care who her boss is. For her, it's all the same...

Just like some people, as long as they have money, they don't care whether they are carrying a pig or a dog...

"Hello, Mr. Morriss." Umbridge said with a smile that sounded like a constipated person's dry road, and Iger suddenly got goosebumps.

"I'm here to apologize to you for the last offense..." Umbridge tried her best to look at Iger with what she thought was the most sincere smile. In fact, she smiled sincerely because she had a good relationship with Iger. help her gain power.

Since the last time he went back to inquire about the situation, Umbridge realized that the Ministry of Magic that he was in had long been corroded by Iger with gold, like a sieve, and immediately made up his mind and decided to change a thigh. hug.

"Is there anything else?" Iger glanced at her, intending to start chasing people.

Mrs. Granger came out of the kitchen with a pot of stew and gave Umbridge a strange look.

To Jane, this woman is disgusting. I don't know why, but she looks disgusting to death.

Damn it, I didn't stop Iger from killing it last time...

"I'm here to communicate with you, do you think...some people can better help you convey some information to the outside world?" Umbridge said implicitly: "Or some special positions... Do you think some people are more suitable?"

"Of course..." Iger responded casually: "I think Scrimgeour should be good to be the Minister of Magic, and the Auror Office Director should be better than Elsa..."

The smile on Umbridge's face suddenly froze, and then he laughed dryly: "Unfortunately, although I also think it is very good, these appointments are ultimately determined by the Ministry..."

"So what nonsense are you talking to me here?" Iger sneered and ignored her.

Chris, who was on the side, burst into laughter when he heard the words. Chris suddenly felt that his son was very good at Tai Chi.

If Iger isn't a wizard, it seems like it would be nice to be a congressman or a lawyer or something? Chris thought a little.

Since Iger's appearance, the Grangers have been living farther and farther away from ordinary Muggle families.

Everything in the house is almost fully automated by Kaka.

The automatic stir-frying spatula, the automatic washing tableware, and a sudden conversation that is close to Muggle life all make Chris feel a little uncomfortable.

Umbridge finally left. Iger felt that she seemed to have an illusion. Maybe she felt that she hated her because of her position?

so naive...

Fortunately, for the next month or so, Umbridge never came to harass Iger again. Maybe she also saw that Iger didn't like seeing her very much. In short, Iger had been very comfortable for more than a month.

The Ministry of Magic has never heard anything about Iger, and the previously passed oversight law proposal has become a dead letter after Umbridge was driven out by Iger twice.

But in the final analysis, Iger and Fudge's Liangzi is still settled. After all, with such a thing, according to Iger's character, it will naturally not give Fudge any good face.

Fudge was also very helpless about this. He just hinted that Umbridge made some moves to discourage Iger, and gave some money to promote the supervision law. The original idea was just to limit Iger. .

But if you want to push Iger to the opposite side, Fudge still doesn't have the guts.

Fudge felt a headache. Whose teenage kid would be so difficult?

It's not hard for teenage kids to...

But it's very difficult for a teenage kid with strength, courage and extra wealth...

Not only does he have his own ideas, he also has a strong ability to act, and the most important thing is that he still has the financial resources to support his ability to act!

Damn it, the bears are damned!

For the resentment of Fudge a few kilometers away, Iger is not conscious at all. He still eats and drinks happily every day, waiting for the start of school on September 1.

Although it is not mentioned in the original book, in fact, every year when the school starts is a celebration for the boys at Hogwarts, because their future wives are likely to be among the new students...

Even some of the more **** senior girls will look at the freshman with curious eyes, and inadvertently cast electricity at a handsome junior.

These are all things that Rowling didn't mention at the beginning...

Every time the school starts, it may be a more troublesome thing for other students, such as packing clothes and arranging suitcases. Fortunately, Iger and Hermione don’t need to do that kind of thing. Okay, my suitcase is different from others. The most important thing is that there is a tent with luxurious decoration and more than 200 square meters in the suitcase.

It's a pity that the tent is now inhabited by a comatose little loli, but fortunately the place is still big enough.

What's even more regrettable is that due to Hermione's strict defense every day, Iger has no chance to conduct in-depth research on this comatose little vampire.

This time, Iger was very helpless. I just wanted to study the difference between vampires and demons. You have to believe me!

Iger looked at Hermione's unkind eyes and sighed slightly. What about the trust between people and devils?

Inside the platform nine and three-quarters, the little red-skinned train was steaming, quietly waiting for the students to get on, and dragged Hermione onto the train, Iger turned towards Elsa and Granger on the platform. The couple waved.

In just three short months, I have experienced a lot of things. The sudden start of school has made Iger feel inexplicably calm. Of course, this is going to Hogwarts, and no one can be happy about starting school in a previous life .

In Iger's eyes, the definition of Hogwarts and home is basically the same, and even in terms of comfort, the small single room in the dormitory is far from the small room at home.

At least in the dormitory Mrs. Granger won't suddenly come in and curiously check if Hermione is in her room...

Too terrified!

And every now and then, there will be a big bat in the house holding a small baby with an affectionate face, and coaxing his own goddaughter with a baby bottle in his hand. This distorted style of painting makes Iger a little unacceptable, at least in At school, Iger thinks Snape should be normal...

However, Iger is not the happiest when it comes to starting school. The happiest thing is to say that Sirius, a single man who has been imprisoned in Azkaban for twelve years and has a very outgoing personality, came to Hogwarts and stabbed him. Iger is not surprised if anything goes wrong.

For example, now, Sirius is laughing and waving to the parents who are on the platform to drop off the station. Molly is worried, for fear that Sirius will bring his own baby, Mr. Weasley is better, of course, he is also. Not a decent person...

Not far away, Grandma Longbottom also looked at Sirius with satisfaction, the shadow of the famous tree. When Sirius was in school, he had a very wild reputation. The old lady seemed to think that if there was such a Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, her own The grandson should be able to be a little manly.

In fact, the teacher she is most satisfied with is Iger, but Iger is only a substitute teacher, which makes the old lady miss it for a long time...

Panties...Pants...Pants...

The sound of the steam train sounded, and the little red-skinned train whined towards Scotland.

"What is Sirius going to teach us this year?" Ron looked at Sirius curiously.

After not seeing him for three months, Ron has changed a lot. This is the case with adolescents. After two or three years, he basically can't see what he used to be.

"I don't know, but the final exam will probably be a fire dragon..." Harry pursed his lips.

"Cool..." Ron's eyes suddenly lit up: "Are you still in grades four, five, six, seven or four?"

"The main thing is this..." Harry's face looked pale: "He didn't specify which grade..."

The next second, Ron's face turned pale...

"It's just a fire dragon, don't worry, it's not a big problem, and it's not for you to face the fire dragon alone..." Hermione snorted nonchalantly: "Besides, Iger will also participate in our exams, do you think it may be possible is there any problem?"

Although the little girl didn't trust Iger's character very much, when it came to strength, Hermione still only recognized Iger.

"Speaking of which, buddy, I just wanted to say it when I read the newspaper a few days ago..." Ron heard the words and looked at Iger: "Your pair of big horns are so cool!"

Hahaha…

Iger raised his head and laughed, Lao Tzu Big Bird is even cooler...

"Fred said it might be uncomfortable when you wash your hair, but George said that you might pay more attention to the hygiene of your **** than your head. He said that you also have a tail..." Ron grinned and said Li suddenly laughed.

Iger's mouth twitched, what a pity you didn't talk about cross talk...

"But not everyone has the same attitude as the two of them..." Ron's face was a little ugly: "I don't know if you paid attention, the recent newspapers have mixed opinions about you, and some people seem to think that because of your You may not be so reliable for racial reasons."

"There's always something bad about you in the little papers, of course...except naysayers..." Ron spread his hands.

"I hope that even the naysayers think Iger is unreliable." Hermione snorted badly: "Then everyone will think this is just nonsense."

"Besides, Iger has always grown up as a human. I don't think the body changes should explain anything." Harry glanced at Iger: "The premise is that you must ignore his horns..."

"So what exactly is a demon?" Ron looked at Iger curiously.

"A nasty creature that likes to devour other people's negative emotions..." Iger pursed his lips.

He didn't say that he would devour the soul, otherwise even Iger would not be sure if the people around him would leave him. After all, swallowing the soul sounds a little too evil.

Think about the attitude of human beings towards dementors, even Voldemort hates them, and they are even more unsuccessful than Qin Hui...

In fact, after swallowing Bella's soul, even Iger himself felt a little bit unbearable.

Although the increase in physical strength and magic power makes people feel intoxicated, the nausea like "cannibalism" can't be eliminated.

"It doesn't seem to be much different from us..." Ron was stunned.

"Yeah... Except for the horned tail and wings, and the huge magical power that can't be placed anywhere, there seems to be no other difference..." Harry smiled.

"Physical strength is also very good..." Hermione muttered casually, and then her face gradually turned blood red under Iger's wicked smile, and it seemed that she also realized that she had said something wrong.

Fortunately, Harry and Ron didn't hear any strange words...

Outside the box, Lavender Brown passed by "inadvertently" for the fifth time, and Iger gave Ron a strange look: "Did he come to see you?"

"Ah..." Ron looked a little embarrassed: "We exchanged some letters during the holidays and made fun of her a few times..."

Saying that, Ron looked at Lavender outside the door and squeezed out a weird smile.

"What kind of smile is this?" Hermione asked Ron with a strange look in her eyes.

"Uh... Sirius said that girls like bad-looking boys... Is my smile not attractive enough?" Ron's expression was a little embarrassed. He was not so skilled at flirting with girls for the first time.

"Judging from the results..." Harry glanced blankly at Lavender, who was intoxicated outside the door: "You succeeded..."

"I still think there is something wrong. Sirius said that girls like bad-looking boys..." Hermione looked at Ron suspiciously.

"Is there a problem?" Ron looked puzzled.

"But it shouldn't be a broken boy..." Hermione raised her eyebrows slightly: "Or is there something wrong with my understanding?"

Iger and Harry looked at each other, and there was a strange silence for a moment, and then hilarious laughter spread throughout the whole car. Ron's face suddenly turned blood red, and he mumbled vaguely: "I want you to take care of it, the front door..."

"I..." Hermione suddenly looked annoyed, then turned her head pitifully at Iger, and asked shyly and timidly, "Are my front teeth really big..."

Iger hurriedly stopped laughing when he heard the words, this one can't laugh, his mother-in-law...

"Personally...it's cute, don't you like it?" Egger asked cheerfully, looking at Hermione.

Hermione's front teeth are not particularly big, but they are a little bit like rabbit teeth, but they are actually quite cute.

Of course, the premise is that the slight and irritating pain that rubs when it cannot be depicted must be ignored...

"I don't like it..." Hermione sniffed It seemed that she was very concerned about this.

Although I don't particularly like to dress up, what little girl would hate to be more perfect?

"Do you want me to help you get rid of it?" Iger looked at Hermione, who was aggrieved, cheerfully.

The little girl nodded when she heard the words.

Iger stretched out his hand and touched the bottom of Hermione's front teeth with the belly of his thumb, and the two front teeth that looked very naughty suddenly shortened by about two millimeters...

"Cool!" Ron looked at Iger's hand in surprise, then pointed to his face with a frenzy: "Look, can the freckles on my face be erased?"

Iger: "..."

"And the scar on my forehead!" Harry was also excited: "I'm tired of this stupid mark, everyone is staring at it..."

"I really can't do this..."