Chapter 227: That poisonous egg?

Chapter 227: That poisonous egg?

"During the exam, you will be given a bag with five-headed fire dragon models."

At night, Iger leaned against the head of the bed and said softly: "Anyway, when you reach in and touch it, compare and give up the biggest one. If you catch one that is bigger than the others, most likely it is the Hungarian Horntail... "

"The one that's twice as big as the others?" Hermione frowned.

"Yes, conventional fire dragons are only more than twenty feet, but the wasps are generally fifty feet. Think about it, in this kind of problem, one plus one is definitely greater than two..." Iger nodded.

Hermione nodded and fell asleep slowly.

Iger quietly looked at Hermione's little face beside him, and shook his head slightly, it seemed that the fire dragon still had a little influence on her.

However, Iger is not very worried. It is not only Hermione who will be affected. If it is replaced by normal students, no one can maintain a normal heart. Hermione's situation is not bad. According to Hagrid, Beauxbatons The Fleur was a little hysterical after getting the news from Madame Maxime...

Fortunately, Hermione's situation didn't last long. On the second day, the little girl threw herself into the sea of ​​knowledge again with radiance, saying that she wanted to find at least five ways to deal with it before the first project arrived. .

"Aren't you afraid anymore?" Iger asked vaguely with a piece of fried egg in his mouth.

"Well..." Hermione nodded, with a smile on her mouth: "Even if I encounter danger, you will protect me, right?"

Iger laughed. He was glad that Hermione had this kind of trust in him.

In contrast, Fleur, who was sitting at the Ravenclaw long table, was not so calm. Iger noticed that her face was not only pale, but her face seemed to be a little puffy, with a faint dark circle around her eyes, which seemed to be a night. didn't sleep well...

In a similar state, there is also Jiang Xuanzhong of Kunlun Hall.

Last night, Iger went to the carriage of Kunlun Hall to say hello to Mr. Zou. After all, he took up so many benefits of Kunlun Hall. Iger felt that it was not good if no one helped him to do something wrong...

If Zou Shu is really honest and doesn't want to cheat, then the warriors of Kunlun Hall will die very ugly...

At that time, after Zou Shu called out Jiang Xuanzhong alone, Iger left to hide in the dark and watched the conversation between the two. The conversation between the two made him almost go crazy with laughter.

This is probably the case:

Mr. Zou: The first project has been decided. Let me tell you, don't make any noise.

Jiang Xuanzhong: What is it?

Mr. Zou: emmm...fire dragon.

Jiang Xuanzhong: What is it? ?

Mr. Zou: It's the winged thing that breathes fire...

Jiang Xuanzhong (as if you were **** kidding me): That poisonous egg?

Master Zou: No, it's a dragon! Dragon! The one with the long horns!

Jiang Xuanzhong: I thought you were joking with me!

Mr. Zou: I'm not kidding you!

Jiang Xuanzhong: But my counterpart is a zombie... Besides, I have never seen a fire dragon when I grow up...

Mr. Zou: It is about ten meters long and five or six meters high...

Jiang Xuanzhong (covering his face): I don't want to know these things...

Mr. Zou: Then what do you want to know?

Jiang Xuanzhong: Is it too late for me to run now?

Mr. Zou: I'm afraid it's too late...

Jiang Xuanzhong's condition is not very good so far. It seems that he hasn't slept all night, and his handsome face unconsciously shows a hint of fatigue, and he keeps yawning.

Iger still has a good impression of this Jiang Xuanzhong. Judging from the conversation last night, this is also a funny...

"A letter from Sirius."

Hermione tossed a letter beside her.

"What did he say?" Iger looked at Hermione curiously.

"Congratulations first, then good luck to me." Hermione smiled: "He heard that you are the referee on the court, otherwise he can only wish me my condolences..."

"How did he know?" Iger was stunned. The referee on the court didn't seem to have told Sirius at first.

"The matter of Kunlun Hall's participation in the competition seems to have made a lot of noise in the Chinese Witchcraft Association. There is a kind of meaning to education reform, so the local magic newspaper has published it." Hermione looked at Sirius. The letter said: "It is said that many Chinese wizards are no longer satisfied with the complacent state of the Witchcraft Association, which refuses to accept the inheritance of foreign magic, and began to support the president of Kunlun Hall, Jiang Kun, to reform the magical world. Their Ministry of Magic is said to be It was quite a shock.”

"This is normal." Iger nodded: "The number of wizards is proportional to the total number of people in a country. China accounts for one-fifth of the world's population, and the total number of wizards should be similar, even with a large population. , the birth rate of wizards is also higher, with such a large population of wizards, there will be no one who wants to say that it is a magical ecosystem of its own."

Hermione turned her head in surprise, as if surprised by Iger's reaction: "When did you become so insightful?"

"It's not that I have insight." Iger smiled: "It's that I have seen history."

Those who are content with standing still in development, whether it is a dynasty or a regime, will only be crushed by the rolling wheels of history.

When everyone is rushing forward, the one who stopped will be overtaken, and if overtaken, they will fall behind.

If you fall behind, you will be beaten!

"What will happen then?" Hermione asked curiously.

"Nothing will happen." Iger shook his head: "It is an ancient country with a complete magic system, and there are strict regulations on the use of magic, nothing bad will happen, but... it will take to the world stage. already."

"Is this a good thing or a bad thing?" Hermione asked.

"For me, it's not a bad thing." The corners of Iger's mouth curled up.

Hermione nodded and stopped asking.

She can probably feel that Iger has a good impression of this country, and even a sense of belonging. Even the values ​​are surprisingly similar to You Mengyu.

"Look, what happened to that guy today?" Fred came over and stretched his elbows to gently slap Iger's shoulder. Iger turned his head and looked, Krum's face was somber that he seemed to be able to squeeze out the water, and he was sitting quietly. At the front of Slytherin's long table, Karkaroff was whispering something.

Hermione smiled rudely.

Facing the flaming dragon, the referee is Iger.

Maybe it's because I don't think I can live with the second project...

Soon, the day finally came...

It was a fair day...winter.

At noon, the two of Iger had just finished eating, and Professor McGonagall hurriedly came overMiss Granger, now the warriors have to go to the field below, I hope you can do well Ready to complete the first project. "Professor McGonagall looked very serious. She called Hermione's surname very rarely. Recently, maybe it was the reason why the students of the older catgirl's own college won the warrior quota. Professor McGonagall also called Hermione very kindly: Morrissey. Miss S.

Until today, she changed her mouth again, and you can see how nervous she is now.

"Okay..." Hermione stood up and took a deep breath: "Let's go..."

As if to cheer herself up, she held Iger's hand tightly.

Suddenly, a surprised voice sounded: "I can't imagine, is this Iger's castle?"

Hermione was stunned, and turned her head in disbelief. At the entrance of the auditorium, Mrs. Granger was looking around in surprise, while Chris smiled gently.

Elsa winked at Hermione and walked over with the Grangers.