Chapter 77 Result?

Chapter 77 Result?

 Novel: The Poisoned Egg at Hogwarts Author: Jiang Xiaozhou

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　　Fudge watched Egger take out things from jars to left and strings to right. His eyes were a little straight and his mouth was a little dry.

　　After swallowing, Fudge looked at Egg blankly: "Did the professors help you?"

　　"What does my final assessment have to do with other professors?" Iger snorted and leaned leisurely on the soft chair beside him. The dirty water stains from the long run made the exquisite soft chair a mess.

　　Fudge looked at Dumbledore beside him, his eyes questioning, hoping to get a different answer.

　　Dumbledore sat up straight and looked at Fudge spreading his hands.

　　"I have an outstanding student who has the ability to crush Voldemort at the age of twelve. There is an old saying in the East that talented people will emerge from generation to generation. This is what I want to say..."

　　Dumbledore looked at Fudge happily. Fudge's expression gradually became complicated. He glanced deeply at Egg. Fudge still smiled dryly, said goodbye to the two of them, and turned to leave.

　　"What is he here for?"

　　The door closed, and Egg looked at Dumbledore curiously.

　　"One thing you need to know is that the Ministry of Magic has never given up the idea of ​​trying to control Hogwarts. Cornelius hopes that this year's final exam on the basilisk crusade will be hosted by the Ministry of Magic."

　　Dumbledore said in a soft voice.

　　"If you want to host it, let them host it. It's time-consuming and laborious, so what does it matter..." Iger snapped his fingers nonchalantly, and a glass of iced lemon juice appeared on the table next to him.

　　"It's different, Egg." Dumbledore shook his head slightly: "The Ministry of Magic is the Ministry of Magic, and the school is a school. Game of Thrones is not suitable for experiments on students. When I think of the children behind me, they will be transformed by the Ministry of Magic. Because of the philistine's slickness, I feel like I have some heart failure."

　　"Aren't there many graduates who have entered the Ministry of Magic?" Egger snorted and laughed.

　　"That is their own choice, not everyone's choice." Dumbledore emphasized: "Once I let them host it, it will send a message to the outside world-Hogwarts belongs to the Ministry of Magic. This is something I absolutely cannot tolerate."

　　"I don't mind the Ministry of Magic's interference in the school, but I will never allow the school to be controlled by the Ministry of Magic. Once I step back, those politicians will swarm up like sharks that smell blood and destroy Hogwart." All the tribes are divided." Dumbledore's blue eyes were slightly absent-minded: "At that time, the students admitted to the school will only be the students they want to admit. The pure-blood argument has never disappeared from the magical world, which is very important to Huo Huo. For Gwartz, it is never a good thing for one party to dominate."

　　"I understand..." Egg nodded.

　　"You...what do you know?" Dumbledore looked at Egger with some doubts, but with a hint of hope, hoping that Egger could give him a satisfactory answer.

　　"Emmm...are you going to kill those pure-blood families?" Egger tilted his head.

　　You know nothing...

　　Dumbledore glanced at Iger expressionlessly. He suddenly felt that the reason why Iger was not keen on rights may not be because he had no interest in rights, but because his political talent was appallingly low...

　　"Is this basilisk venom?" Dumbledore decided to change the subject.

　　"Ah, yes!" Egg looked at Dumbledore with a smile: "The venom of the Acromantula can reach 50 Galleons per ounce, so the venom of the Basilisk can't be lower, right?"

　　Dumbledore was silent for a while, then turned to look at Egger: "With all due respect, if I remember correctly, the Sorcerer's Stone should have the ability to turn stone into gold..."

　　"It's different. This is the fun of making money! Do you understand?" Egg looked at Dumbledore with a look of disgust: "The charm of money does not lie in how much you have, but in the moment when you turn someone else's into your own."

　　Seeing Egg's salivating and intoxicated expression, Dumbledore suddenly felt that he had made some mistake.

　　When did it start?

　　Start by meeting him, right?

　　Looking at Fawkes who had shrunk into a ball after the effects of the age-enhancing potion on the table had worn off, Dumbledore suddenly felt that the most correct choice he had made in his life was to let Egg go...

　　This year's Christmas was not all bad for Iger. At least when he came back to the common room from the prefect's bathroom wearing a bathrobe and saw that beautiful figure, Iger's heart was full of excitement.

　　Especially when Aisha's blue eyes looked at him with a smile, Egg felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

　　Time is the sculptor of the world, and everything cannot avoid the fate of being polished. Some people are polished to be outstanding, and some are polished beyond recognition.

　　Elsa is lucky. Time has not taken away her beauty, but has given her a hint of maturity.

　　He was twenty-two, which was the best time to be pushed down. Ige looked at Aisha with some emotion in his heart, and the corners of his mouth could not help but tilt up slightly.

　　"How's it going? Are you happy? Are you surprised?" Aisha looked at Ige with a smile.

　　"Emm...Is Hermione here?" Egg looked at Elsa with some confusion.

　　"No, she wanted to come too, but she was forced to stay at home by Mrs. Granger..." Elsa glanced at Iger with some displeasure: "The first thing she said when she saw me was to ask other girls?"

　　"It's good that I didn't come!" Egger immediately swooped down and hugged Aisha's waist. The blonde girl in front of him couldn't help but giggle when she looked at Egger. Her fair face was full of joy, looking at Egger's His eyes were full of doting.

　　He rubbed his head in Aisha's arms like he was having fun, and read a book www. uｕukanshu.netｔ Ige looked at Aisha with a smile: "Why did you come suddenly?"

　　"Actually, I arrived last night and came back with the portkey with Professor Snape. But you were sleeping at the time, so I went to the girls' dormitory to take a nap first. Because I went to bed too late, when I got up You're already out." Aisha hugged Ige lovingly, as if she was holding some rare treasure in her arms.

　　"We had a gathering at Mrs. Granger's house last night. Professor Snape and Leia were also there. Then I heard that you wanted to control the Obscurus. I thought about coming over to accompany you. Professor Snape didn't know what he thought. Suddenly His face became ugly and he came back with me."

　　"Wait a minute, why is Snape at my house?" Iger pursed his lips and looked confused: "Isn't his house at the end of Spider Alley?"

　　It was hard for Egger to imagine Snape sitting at the dining table, next to a Muggle couple and a Muggle woman, and then the two girls at the table were both Muggle-born, and there was also a house elf laughing at the table...

　　"He is Anna's father." Elsa nodded with a smile.

　　"No, there's something wrong with this guy..." Iger pinched his chin in confusion: "I smelled the smell of laundry detergent at home on him a few days ago."

　　"Lea has been helping him wash clothes recently." Elsa nodded.

　　emmm...Are men already so scarce these days?

　　"No, what about forgetting everything as promised? Miss Lia has been cultivating for too long, right?" Egg frowned and smacked her lips slightly: "I suggest that it is best to forget everything for her as soon as possible and fall in love with her. Forget about others, falling in love with Snape is destined to be fruitless."

　　Aisha's face suddenly looked weird and she laughed: "Who said it won't work out?"