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Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

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Chapter 49 Basilisk

 For three whole days, the topic of the Chamber of Secrets was discussed closely in the castle. Some students were very smart. For example, Qiu Zhang from Ravenclaw asked Professor Binns about the history of magic. However, even the longest time in the castle Professor Binns also had very limited knowledge of the Chamber of Secrets and could not give any useful answers. He even said that Egger was wrong, thinking that the Chamber of Secrets was just a legend and that what Egger said was pure nonsense.

  "Hogwarts has not been as vibrant as it is now for many years..." Professor Flitwick was very excited and immediately announced something: "Whoever can find the location of the secret room first, I will give that college a bonus of fifty point."

  In contrast, Professor McGonagall was much more sensible. She was somewhat disapproving of Egger's actions and felt that it was too dangerous for the students. However, after Egger repeatedly promised that he would gouge out the basilisk's eyes, Professor McGonagall finally agreed with Egger's approach.

  On the night when Iger announced the matter, he notified the four deans of the matter. Dumbledore was happy to see the result and also praised Iger's teaching methods, which made Snape look ugly. , because Egger's Defense Against the Dark Arts course completely copied his routine, but he himself is still teaching the Potions course.

  Except for the four deans, the other professors are in a state of complete ignorance. Of course, if the students do not ask directly, the four professors do not mind the students asking themselves some questions.

  Some students asked Professor Trelawney, hoping she could help with divination. The result was that Egg wanted them to conquer death...

  After learning the news, Iger almost laughed like crazy.

  At the same time, this news was also published in the Daily Prophet, and some older parents wrote letters to their children, sharing some of their speculations about the original secret room.

  This also made Egger couldn't help feeling that there is power in large numbers. Early on Friday morning, a group of Ravenclaw girls surrounded Professor Flitwick in the auditorium. Only then did Egger discover that among the four houses, Ravenclaw Lao's girls turned out to be the most numerous! Most of them are beauties, no wonder other colleges don't want to offend them...

  "The entrance to the secret room is in the girls' bathroom on the second floor. I found it! The soul that was taken away fifty years ago is Weeping Myrtle!" Qiu Zhang looked nervously at his dean in front of him, expectantly. asked.

  Professor Flitwick looked at Egg, who only told them what was in the secret room, but did not tell them where the secret room was.

  Looking at Professor Flitwick's gaze, Egger smiled and nodded: "Yes, the entrance to the secret room is in the girls' bathroom on the second floor, but have you found the faucet?"

  "I found it. There is a relief of a small snake on the side!" A girl shouted excitedly.

  "Fifty points to Ravenclaw!" Professor Flitwick's high-pitched voice shouted excitedly, and a scream suddenly sounded from the Ravenclaw table.

  "There are still fifty minutes left. Everyone needs to speed up the progress." Egger happily took a sip of lemon juice from the cup.

  As soon as he finished speaking, Fred and George rushed in from outside the auditorium: "There is a basilisk in the secret room!"

  Fred shouted: "Ancient creature, basilisk!"

  George opened a book and followed Fred and read loudly: "A magic egg laid by a seven-year-old rooster when Sirius was in the sky, and hatched by a toad."

  "Anyone who looks at him will be killed in an instant!" Fred shouted.

  "So don't touch its gaze, otherwise it will bring death to you!" George said, looking around.

  "As for the inaudible whispers..." Fred looked at Egger: "It refers to Parseltongue. It is said at Hogwarts that Slytherin left a monster in the secret room, waiting for Slytherin's heir. Come to kill Muggle-born wizards, and the way to control the basilisk is the Parseltongue of Slytherin blood."

  "What a wonderful inference." Egg clapped his hands and looked at the two of them and laughed: "Fifty points to Gryffindor!"

  There was an uproar all around. No one thought that the Weasley brothers would be the first to discover the identity of the monster in the secret room. After all, no one could guess more reliably than these two.

  "We followed closely behind the group of girls..." Fred looked at the confused eyes of the students around him and spread his hands.

  "Then we went to the library and asked Mrs. Pince which monster has deadly eyes." George laughed.

  "Mrs. Pince told us easily..." Fred looked smug. On the long table opposite, the eyes of the Ravenclaw girls gradually became unkind, and they seemed to be following the two of them. People are dissatisfied.

  "You shouldn't be so negligent. If you went to the library to check the information as soon as you found the secret room, we wouldn't have been able to get fifty points so easily!" George looked excited, and the twins exchanged words excitedly. Palm.

  "Oh my god, we actually earned seventy points in one semester. Mom would definitely cry with joy if she knew it." Fred laughed loudly: "It looks like we earn a lot more than Percy!"

  Not far away, Percy frowned and snorted, muttering something under his breath.

  The auditorium was noisy at this time, and all the students were discussing the problem of the basilisk.

  "Silence!" Dumbledore's voice sounded, and people turned to look. Dumbledore was standing behind the owl desk in front of the teacher's chair, looking at the students below.

  "Due to the safety of students, participation in the final exam of this Basilisk Crusade is entirely up to the students' voluntariness. If senior students do not intend to participate, they can apply to pass the exam in the usual examination format, and students who participate in the crusade will Parents' signed consent is also required."

  As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, there was a burst of objections below, especially on the Gryffindor table, where the loudest protests were heard.

  "Furthermore, the exam format is not for students to do their own thing. We will attack the basilisk in batches in a square formation of four colleges. Defense and offense will take turns. The four deans and the Defense Against Dark Arts class will be acting on the field. Professor Igor Morriss came to carry out the safety protection of the students and the examination review, and before the examination, we will blind the eyes of the basilisk in advance to prevent any accidents from happening to the students." Dumbledore ignored the following With a strong protest, Shi Shiran turned around and left.

  "What's the difference between this and asking us to kill a pig tied to a chopping block?" Fred said angrily.

  "Believe me, that thing is much harder to kill than a pig." Egg took a sip from the cup and said, "The pig will die if the spell is cast on it, and the basilisk may be no different from itching if the spell is cast on it... "

  "As long as it's not a spider!" Ron rolled up his sleeves angrily, as if he couldn't wait to go up and fight.

  "It's nothing to do with you. Students below the third grade can't participate. Little Ronny, just stay on the stage and watch your brothers show off their skills~" George smiled and rubbed Ron's head.

  Ron broke away from George's hand angrily: "Don't call me Ronnie!"

  As the mystery of the secret room was solved, thousands of owls also flew into thousands of households. What surprised Iger was that more than 90% of the parents of the students chose to allow their children to participate in the assessment, even those who were good at protecting themselves. Slytherin…

  What made him even more speechless was that Lucius wrote a letter and sent it to Iger, hoping that Iger would let Draco take the assessment.

  Iger refused without even thinking, please stop making trouble, the seniors can't even look after your son, so I still have to help you look after your son?

  Lucius had no choice but to do the next best thing and sent another email to Iger, hoping that Iger could give his son something worth showing off...

  Egg couldn't help but be speechless. He knew very well what Lucius was thinking. He just hoped that he could go out and have a story to promote his son.

  Egg grinned as he looked at Lucius's letter and made a big stroke of his pen.

  become! According to your!

  Lucius's reply was very fast, or rather very quickly. In less than three days, a brand new Nimbus 2001 appeared on Iger's breakfast table. Iger tore open the envelope and grinned. What Lucius wrote in the letter was a small gift he gave to Egg while sponsoring the Quidditch team of Slytherin House.

  Egg couldn't help shaking his head and laughing. Just the weekend before yesterday, Gryffindor and Slytherin had a small-scale conflict. The reason was that in order to let Malfoy join the team, Lucius funded Slytherin's every day. In 2001, Snape wrote a note and occupied the Gryffindor team's training ground.

  Of course, the result was that Hermione happened to be present at the time, and Malfoy and the others immediately withered...

  This made Egg feel funny. In the original normal history, the group of Slytherins looked down upon Hermione. Malfoy even insulted Hermione as a mudblood.

  As for now... Egg and Hermione have a very good relationship. Is Malfoy moved by such a good relationship?

  Don't dare to move...Don't dare to move...

  Egg gave Hermione the new broom casually, since he already had one...

  As a result, Egg soon realized how stupid his behavior was...

  Just like the men who taught their wives to shop online in previous lives, Iger fell into deep self-doubt when he saw Hermione running to the Quidditch pitch every day.

  Doesn't she like riding a broom?

  It's not that I don't like riding because of feelings, it's that I won't ride if I don't have feelings!

  Fortunately, this craze only lasted for two or three days, and then she lent her broom to Angelina, hoping that Angelina could score two more goals...

  "I thought you wanted to grow up there..."

  Iger said Sunday as he leaned against the railing of the stadium bleachers, clutching a shivering chocolate frog.

  Hermione's little face suddenly turned red when Egger said: "I'm just experiencing it, and the facts prove that it's nothing more than that..."

  As she said that, Hermione snorted a little arrogantly.

  "Oh..." Egg suddenly realized, and then scratched his head: "Speaking of which, we will have the Quidditch World Cup soon after the end of our third grade. I think the Bulgarian team has a high winning rate..."

  "The Irish team is the strongest!" Hermione turned to correct Egger's statement.

  The two looked at each other, and Hermione's face turned red again...

  "Emmm...I agree with your statement..." Iger nodded and bit off the head of the chocolate frog in his hand. The remaining body of the chocolate frog in his hand suddenly kicked his legs, twitched feebly, and then stopped moving...

  "Do you want to participate in the academy's trials?" Egger smiled and looked at Hermione who was humming.

  Hermione pursed her lips and tried her best to keep her face straight, but finally couldn't help but laugh and nodded lightly.

  "I think the two of us would be a good fit as hitters." Iger laughed.

  "Are you also going to participate in the selection?" Hermione looked at Egger in surprise.

  "Of course, I have to protect you..." Iger smiled teasingly.

  Hermione smiled with a red face, and then leaned gently against Egger.

  …

  It was another Monday, and Egg appeared early in the Defense Against Dark Arts classroom and looked at the students below.

  "The spell we need to practice today is very simple: Expelliarmus." Iger shook it off: "Don't laugh, Mr. Thomas..."

  Dean suddenly felt his tongue stick to the roof of his mouth, and then loosened it again.

  "This spell is very powerful simply in terms of effect. It is fast and powerful." Iger smiled: "The most important thing is that it will not let you be imprisoned for accidentally taking someone else's life." Azkaban."

  "As long as you are focused enough, this spell can even resist Avada Kedavra, and it is very efficient and fast." Egg said, waving his wand, and the desks in front of the students were immediately moved aside: "What a pity, Luo Hart's book is expensive, but I won't use it in my class..."

  "Since there are no books in my class, we naturally focus more on practical classes." As he spoke, Egger waved his hand, and another dummy came over with a fake wand in his hand: "Damn it. Get closer, focus on the target, and have strong confidence Mr. Longbottom, I hope you can master this spell quickly."

  Neville smiled reluctantly, looking not so confident in himself.

  "Come one by one, form a line!" Iger clapped his hands, and the students in front of him quickly formed a long line.

  "Expelliarmus!" Hermione was the first to bear the brunt. She pointed her wand and the wand in the dummy's hand suddenly flew high.

  "Five points for Gryffindor, very good." Egg smiled and clapped his hands.

  Behind Hermione, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net was arranged in a long row. Harry successfully removed the wand from the dummy's hand. Ron only made the wand crooked.

  "Although this wand is not broken yet, I strongly recommend that you change it to another one. Choosing the owner of a wand is no joke." Egg looked at Ron's wand and shook his head: "I have been paying attention to this wand since the first grade. It's Charlie's, right? He doesn't seem to listen to you very much."

  "Where did I get the money to buy a wand..." Ron muttered, standing on the other side with his head down.

  Egg shook his head. It seemed that Ron basically didn't have to choose a Christmas gift...

  Ron has a strong self-esteem. Harry once wanted to help him buy an owl, but he refused...

  "Expelliarmus!" Neville pointed out his wand, and the wand in the dummy's hand shook, but it was not as effective as Ron's.

  "I said I couldn't do it..." Neville sighed sadly.

  "Find the right way!" Egg walked quickly to him, took Neville's arm and swung it towards the dummy not far away. The tip of Neville's wand suddenly shot a red light on the dummy. , the magic wand in the dummy's hand flew away immediately.

  "Move quickly! The posture must be cool!" Egg looked at Neville and blinked: "Try again!"

  Neville sniffed, feeling excited, and pointed at the dummy: "Expelliarmus!"

  The weapon in the dummy's hand suddenly whirled and flew into Neville's hand.

  There was a round of applause behind him. Neville turned his head excitedly, and a group of little lions gathered around him to celebrate.

  This is indeed something worth celebrating, because this may be the first time Neville has successfully cast a spell in more than a year since he came to Hogwarts...