Chapter 170: morality
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The deep and low bell sounded far away, and Iger rubbed his eyes and sat up from the bed.
Looking around at the unfamiliar room, Iger remembered that he was still at Elsa's house more than ten years ago.
After coaxing the little girl to sleep last night, Iger found a bedroom and fell asleep. Perhaps it was because the depressing things had passed, or perhaps it was because Christmas was coming. Iger slept very comfortably. Swept away the low mood of the past few days.
There was a knock on the door, the door was gently pushed open, and a small head poked out from behind the door.
"Good morning." Iger grinned, the warm winter sun shines on Iger's face through the window, and little Elsa is dazzled by the handsome face.
"Good morning, wizard brother." Elsa looked at Iger with a red face and smiled: "Merry Christmas."
Iger looked at Elsa with a smile: "You are also happy."
The little girl looked at Iger, tiptoed to the side of the bed, and then leaned on the bedside with her chin on her back: "Brother wizard, Elsa fried an egg for you."
Iger: "..."
Recalling the charred omelette last night, Iger's stomach was churning for a while, and then he smiled reluctantly. Iger reached out and gently touched Aisha's head: "Brother, there are many delicious pastries here, you Want to eat?"
"Okay." The little girl really didn't have the slightest resistance to pastries.
A few minutes later, the two were sitting in the room eating breakfast when there was a knock on the door.
Signaling Elsa to sit down honestly, Iger squinted at the direction of the door, stood up slowly and walked to the door, looking into the cat's eyes, there were two strange men in robes standing outside the door.
Putting a hood on his face to cover his face, Iger opened the door and looked at the two men outside.
"Who... are you looking for?"
Iger's voice was flat.
The two men looked at Iger's eyes suddenly a little wary, and subconsciously held down the pocket with the wand on their body.
"Hello, sir, it looks like you are a wizard?" The man with the head looked at Iger vigilantly: "As far as we know, the owner of this house seems to be a Muggle couple..."
"They are dead." Iger said softly.
The eyes of the two suddenly became serious: "We received news that there were werewolves here last night."
"He is also dead." Iger's voice was indifferent: "Is there any problem?"
The two men were stunned for a while, and seemed a little surprised by Iger's straightforwardness: "So... who are you?"
"Razer Jackson." Iger replied casually.
"Excuse me, why are you here?" the man asked eagerly.
"The couple left a girl with a talent for magic. I'll take care of it for a few days." Iger waved his hand slightly impatiently.
"But sir... In this case, we should contact the relatives of the child as soon as possible." The man did not seem to buy Iger's account, and opened his mouth to refute Iger's words.
Iger pouted: "No need."
Are relatives reliable? Just look at Harry...
If this raises Elsa but is not good to her, will I kill or not?
What's more, there are so many perverts in the UK, it is really inconvenient for a little girl to be adopted, let alone an orphanage.
"Sorry, sir, this doesn't seem to be something you can decide. We need to ask the child for advice." The man pulled out his wand on guard, intending to do it if he disagreed.
Iger looked at the two of them and sneered without moving. Then a huge repulsive force radiated out with Iger as the center. The two were suddenly lifted into the air by the inexplicable force, and they were thrown into the garden in the yard. inside.
"If you have any problems, go to Dumbledore to solve it. Don't get in the way of me. If you don't get out, I'll kill you." Iger glanced at the two people who fell to the ground in embarrassment, and turned around and closed the door with a bang.
The two looked at each other, and then turned away a little unwillingly.
"Bah..." Iger sat back at the dining table with a look of disdain: "The werewolf came up last night, and the Aurors didn't come until almost noon the next day. This is more efficient than..."
Saying that, Iger closed his mouth and stopped talking.
(My strong desire to survive...)
"Who are they?" Elsa asked while blinking at Iger.
Iger sighed faintly: "The police uncle in the magic world, Aisha, do you want to move to a relative's house?"
"No." Elsa hurriedly shook her head: "Brother wizard doesn't want Elsa anymore?"
"I want what I want." Iger hurriedly coaxed the little girl: "But brother has something to do, and he will leave after a while."
Aisha's eyes suddenly dimmed: "Can't Brother Wizard stay..."
"We will meet in the future. It won't be long. After you arrive at Hogwarts, before you graduate, we will definitely meet again." Iger chuckled and coaxed Loli Aisha in front of him.
Elsa nodded, and lowered her head in frustration: "When will brother leave?"
"It will take a while." Iger smiled and casually diverted Elsa's attention: "Want to see the magical world?"
"Yeah." Elsa nodded obediently.
"Then eat quickly. After eating, I'll take you to play."
As soon as she heard that she was going to play, the little girl immediately ate quickly, wiped out two large trays of pastries, and then put on her coat and followed Iger out the door.
As soon as he walked out of the door, Iger took out his staff from his arms and pointed to the small house behind him. An inexplicable wave suddenly spread around with Iger as the center.
"Aisha?" Iger turned to look at Aisha.
"What's the matter, brother?" Elsa stared curiously at the golden staff in Iger's hand.
"Don't tell anyone the location of your home at any time in the future." Iger rubbed Elsa's little head: "Except for a stinky old man named Albus Dumbledore, no matter how others ask you, Don't answer."
"Okay." Elsa nodded obediently.
"Aren't you curious why?" Iger looked at Elsa cheerfully.
"I listened to the wizard brother." Elsa looked at Iger with a smile.
The corners of Iger's mouth curled up, and he lightly rubbed Elsa's little head.
Take this opportunity to knead a few more times, you won't be able to knead it when you go back...
Iger didn’t take the little girl with him to Apparate. He was worried that Aisha might not be able to stand the taste of Apparition, so Iger took a rare bus ride…
All the way to near the door of the Leaky Cauldron Bar, Iger took Xiao Aisha through the noisy bar and came to Diagon Alley.
It was also the first time they came to Diagon Alley, and Elsa and Hermione had the same reactions at the beginning. The little girl's face was full of curiosity and happiness, and she surrounded Iger with questions like a spoiled child, and pointed around.
Iger explained the surrounding shops and some strange magic things one by one, and took Elsa all the way to Ollivander's wand shop.
"Olivander, has been making good wands since 382 BC..." Elsa whispered the words on the lacquered martial art.
"Don't look at his broken house, more than 98% of the wizards in the UK bought their wands from this wand shop." Iger smiled softly and walked into the shop with Aisha.
There was a clanging sound, there was a sound behind the shelf, and Ollivander with a mess of hair came out from behind the shelf.
"It's so strange... I rarely see a little wizard who comes to buy a wand at this time..." Ollivander glanced at Elsa in amazement: "If nothing else, this child will not be at the age of school for about half a year..."
"I brought her to buy a wand Iger's voice was flat, his face hidden under his hood.
"Ah, of course you can, why not..." Ollivander muttered cheerfully, turning around to pick and choose from the shelves.
"Please wait..." Iger called out to Ollivander.
"Is there anything else, sir?" Ollivander looked at Iger in surprise.
"I have a kind of core here, maybe it should be able to suit her." Iger said softly.
"Oh... boy, from your voice, you don't seem to be very old." Ollivander gave Iger a helpless look: "You know, since I took over this store, we have been unhappy. The one that provided the core of the stick by myself, you must know that every year my father’s guests even brought the whiskers of the cat raccoon at home…”
"The material of the core of the wand is very rare, and the magic power is stronger than that of the dragon." Iger's voice was flat.
"Please let me know."
Ollivander is also a rude...