Chapter 24 Transfiguration Lesson

"I heard you sang the school song with a funeral march?"

　　"And you also dealt with those Slytherins?"

　　"Well done!" the two said in unison.

　　"Iger, you have to be careful. They are my younger brothers and they always violate school rules. If possible, you must help me take care of them." Percy looked at Iger and said, his tone was a bit exaggerated.

　　"Percy is a prefect!" Fred looked at the badge on Percy's chest in surprise with an exaggerated expression.

　　"Only fools become prefects." George chuckled.

　　Egg laughed as he watched the two brothers singing in harmony: "Want to sing together?"

　　"What I wish for!"

　　"Salute to you!"

　　"Silly Percy always thinks everyone else will be like him."

　　"It's stupid to emphasize yourself——"

　　"It's a prefect!"

　　The sight of the two singing in harmony made Egger lean back and forth.

　　"Gryffindor is rising this year, we have Egg."

　　"And Harry!"

　　"Long live!" they said in unison again.

　　Ron frowned and looked at the two of them: "What about me?"

　　"Oh, I almost forgot that I have a younger brother..." Fred said in surprise.

　　"What a coincidence? Me too..." George rubbed Ron's head.

　　"They two are so annoying..." Ron looked at his two brothers angrily...

　　"I don't want Egg to get too close to them." Hermione looked at the two of them with disgust: "I don't want Egg to become like them."

　　Wood came over at some point and whispered beside Hermione: "In fact, you may not know that Egg was more extreme than them at the time. God, I just remembered...it's a good thing he wasn't a student at the time..."

　　A group of people were whispering. As the Sorting Hat rang for the last time, Professor McGonagall took away the bench and the Sorting Hat. Dumbledore stood up, looked at the students with a smile on his face, stretched out his arms slightly, Nothing seems more joyful than students coming together.

　　Egg knows that the old man is really damn happy...

　　"Welcome..." Dumbledore glanced at him: "Welcome to Hogwarts to start the new school year! Before the banquet begins, I want to say a few words, that is..."

　　"Idiot! Cry! Residue! Screw it!" Egg and Dumbledore said in unison: "Thank you everyone!"

　　Looking at the students who were looking around in surprise, Iger shrugged.

　　Dumbledore smiled and nodded towards Egg: "I have always known that we two have a common language."

　　Hermione looked at Iger and was a little worried. Iger wouldn't really turn into that crazy old man, would he? It seems that Elsa does have a lot of foresight...

　　Harry looked at Egg hesitantly: "Is this some... strange code?"

　　"You know, that old man has always been a little crazy." Iger nodded, and Harry lowered his head in embarrassment, as if his thoughts had been exposed...

　　Before Harry could think too much, the plate in front of him was instantly filled with all kinds of food.

　　"It's hot pot!" Wood looked in front of Iger in surprise: "It seems that those house elves know that Iger is back."

　　"House elves? There are also house elves in Hogwarts?" Hermione looked at Wood angrily.

　　"There have always been, but I don't know where they are, but Iger knows. He has never let us disturb them." Wood nodded.

　　"We know it too!"

　　"We ate it too!"

　　"It tastes great!"

　　"It feels great!"

　　The Weasley brothers came over and said with smiles.

　　"You know you didn't take me with you!" Wood frowned and looked at them.

　　"You didn't ask us either."

　　"We dare not say either."

　　The Weasley brothers were arguing with Wood, and Hermione was sitting on the chair a little unhappy, eating absentmindedly. Fortunately, because of Kaka, the little girl was much better able to accept this kind of thing. Egg felt that This is all the fault of the Grangers. The Grangers told Hermione more than once not to be too serious and to try to change slowly. Otherwise, Iger felt that Hermione would not even eat dinner.

　　"Ege..." Harry moved closer to Ige: "There is something I want to tell you..."

　　"Does the scar hurt?" Iger said, holding a lamb chop in his hand.

　　Harry looked at Egg in surprise: "How did you know?"

　　"I know a lot more, Harry. I will tell you everything when the time is right." Egg nodded: "Severus has some connections with you, but he will not harm you. No one in this world can It is possible to kill you, even Professor Dumbledore, but Snape will not, even though he does hate you. Did you see the way he looked at you? It was like looking at a piece of shit... "

　　Harry was a little confused. Looking at the piles of food in front of him, he suddenly lost his appetite. Why did he suddenly talk about shit while talking?

　　The question is why can you still eat it with relish?

　　Ron and others on the side were discussing with Nick why they were almost headless. Egg casually pulled Hermione over to block her eyes, and then the little girl heard the disgusting sound of retching all around.

　　"What happened?" Hermione looked at Egg in surprise.

　　"I don't know...I just know that I can't eat anymore..." Harry was obviously shocked by the scene just now, and his young mind was shocked.

　　After a while, the main meal disappeared from the table and dessert appeared on the table.

　　"Why is yours different from ours, Egg?" Hermione asked in surprise as she looked at the iced lemon juice and some sweet and sour candies in front of Egg.

　　"Because I have a good relationship with them." Iger shrugged.

　　"Iger is right."

　　"None of us are treated like this..."

　　Fred and George looked at Egg with some sadness: "How did you do it? Exclusive dinner..."

　　"If you are good to them, they will be good to you. The feelings are mutual." Iger crossed his fingers and said.

　　The twins looked at each other, feeling a little confused. Egger felt that the pure-blood family really couldn't understand what it was like to treat a house elf well, even the Weasley family...

　　"I'm half and half." A little boy said, Iger remembered his name was Seamus?

　　"My father is a Muggle. After my mother got married, she told him that she was a wizard, but it scared him a lot." The people around him suddenly laughed.

　　Harry shrugged sadly: "I think my parents are both wizards, as you said, Egg."

　　"Yes, but your mother is a wizard born in a Muggle family, and your father is a wizard born in a pure-blood family. You should be considered a mixed-blood." Egg nodded.

　　"Don't I have any other relatives?" Harry asked eagerly, looking at Egg. After all, although he didn't hate the Dursleys so much now, it was still difficult to like them.

　　"I'm sorry. In fact, the Potter family was all killed. Your parents, Harry, were not the only ones who died that night." Egger said.

　　This was also a question he had at the beginning. He had read in a book that Harry saw more than a dozen people in the Mirror of Erised, and later checked out the Potter family.

　　The result is obvious, death is clean...

　　"Okay, okay..." Egg looked at Harry and waved his hand: "At least he is better than me. I don't even know who my parents are..."

　　"I'm sorry, Egg." Harry looked a little depressed.

　　"Actually, I don't think those are important, Harry." Egg shook his head and looked at Harry with scrutiny in his eyes: "We can't choose what kind of people our parents are, no matter they are great or humble, no matter they Health or death, I think we can at least choose what kind of person we want to be. Life has nothing to do with other people. I think there are many more important people in my life. This is enough. There is nothing to be sad about. ."

　　"Ege..." Hermione pursed her lips and looked at Ige, her little hand under her body holding Ige's hand tightly.

　　In the distance, Snape watched Hermione holding Egg's hand and narrowed his eyes. He probably knew why Egg chose to go to Gryffindor, and then a feeling of anger came to Hermione, as if Hermione It was as if he had robbed his son.

　　Gryffindor again…

　　Snape's eyes were dark, and he scratched the table with the bent fork in his hand.

　　And that Potter son...

　　Snape's face became even more gloomy...

　　After dinner, Dumbledore stood up and looked at the students below.

　　"Now that everyone has eaten and drank enough, I want to say a few more words to everyone and put forward some precautions."

　　Egg was lying on the table boredly, listening to Dumbledore's speech on the stage. It was just the same. This year, there was an extra corridor on the right side of the fourth floor.

　　Egg knew that Dumbledore was training Harry. After all, it seemed from the book that Dumbledore had asked Snape to keep an eye on Quirrell. The reason why Harry was able to find the location of the Sorcerer's Stone was because of Dumbledore. Blido deliberately brought him face to face with Voldemort.

　　But Iger doesn't care about that, he has his own ideas...

　　According to Egger's idea, the plot can collapse, but how it collapses must be decided by himself!

　　After a few minutes, Dumbledore signaled all the teachers and students to sing the school song, and everyone could choose a tune they liked.

　　When Egg saw the faces of the teachers at the teacher's bench, their expressions instantly froze...

　　Finally, after the brothers Egg and Weasley finished the song in a sad and deep funeral march, Dumbledore directed the last verse for them with the wand in his hand. Dumbledore looked at the three people and applauded enthusiastically. But it seems that only he gets the warmest applause...

　　"Music... is more charming than anything we do here! It's bedtime now, let's go back to the dormitories."

　　…

　　A few minutes later, a group of new students followed Percy back to the common room after chasing Peeves away.

　　"Password." The fat lady looked at Egg and smiled.

　　"Dragon scum..." Percy opened his mouth to answer, then turned to look at Egg: "Actually, I wanted to change it to a small egg before, but the other prefects didn't agree."

　　"I think dragon scum is better..." Egg smacked his lips.

　　A group of freshmen looked at the cozy-looking common room in surprise. Egg yawned, said good night to Hermione, and returned to the boys' dormitory.

　　"Why do you have a room by yourself?" Ron's envious voice came. Egg turned around and saw Ron and Harry's two little heads stacked at the door, looking at him eagerly.

　　"Because this is my old room. It was vacated for me from the beginning. There aren't that many people in the school anyway." Egg spread his hands: "I guess the elves helped me clean it up. It seems that no one has been there in the past two years." live."

　　"That's great..." Ron's eyes were a little envious, and Harry also felt that Egg's room alone was too luxurious.

　　Early the next morning, Egg lazily packed up and took a long time to find the Transfiguration teacher. As soon as he entered the room, he found Professor McGonagall scolding Harry and Ron. It seemed that they were late. ①

　　Egg laughed, and then suddenly remembered that he seemed to be a student now...

　　"It seems that compared to Potter and Weasley, Mr. Morrissey is the one who needs to be turned into an alarm clock more." Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and looked at Egg.

　　Hermione sat on the long table aside and looked at Egg and sighed helplessly.

　　"Sorry, Professor, I ate too much last night, slept too soundly, and woke up a little late." Iger smacked his lips and said dryly.

　　It took a long time for Professor McGonagall to let go of Iger, but Iger was able to divert the firepower between the two of them.

　　In the Transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall asked the students to turn a match into a needle. Hermione fiddled with it for a long time and finally succeeded in turning a match into a needle. Looking at the other students who had no idea, Hermione Some little ones proudly raised their chins towards Egger, wanting some encouragement.

　　Egg silently pouted at her, and the little girl's face turned red.

　　"Very good transformation, five points for Gryffindor." Professor McGonagall nodded, looking at the needle that Hermione had conjured with satisfaction. UU Reading www.uukanshu．net

　　Egger flicked his fingers back and forth, and the match in front of him turned into a needle for a while, a stick for a while, and turned into a rope for a while.

　　"Perfect wandless and silent casting, twenty points added to Gryffindor." Professor McGonagall looked at Egg and smiled: "It would be better if it could be more stable."

　　Egg grinned sheepishly.

　　"How did he do it?" Ron looked in Iger's direction in surprise and asked Harry in a low voice: "I thought we would be able to learn the spell once we mastered it."

　　Harry nodded: "Iger learned the spells directly after he mastered them. All his spells are like this. I think he is a genius. He said he just had too much magic power and he was able to hold it up..."

　　"The Obscurus is so good..." Ron looked at the match in front of him bitterly. After a long time of wasting his energy, it had no effect. He was thinking about whether he should sharpen the match, maybe he could get away with it?

　　Harry was a little anxious at first, but when he discovered that until the end of get out of class, only Hermione and Egg were successful in the class, he stopped being anxious...

　　"What is the Obscurus?" Harry thought of what Ron said just now: "I have heard others say before that Egg can live beyond the age of ten and so on. You also said it on the train that day. This is similar to the Obscurus. What does it matter?"

　　"The Obscurus refers to children who have an Obscurus in their body. A hundred years ago, many Muggle-born children suppressed their magic power due to persecution, causing the magic power to deteriorate more and more in their bodies to form an Obscurus. It finally broke out. It is said that no Obscurus has ever lived to be ten years old, which is a big milestone." Ron whispered to Harry: "So before, Egger caused quite a sensation after he successfully survived. Everyone was Wonder how he survived."