Chapter 52 Goodbye Fudge

　　The news that Iger was the heir of Slytherin did not spread for long before it was declared bankrupt. The Weasley twins stepped into the ditch as soon as the rumors started to fly. However, although Iger did not take it seriously, this But Harry started to get interested.

　　"Egg, is Parseltongue rare?"

　　Egg was eating breakfast, and Harry hurriedly came over and asked in a low voice.

　　"There are quite a few, they exist all over the world, but they are very rare in the UK." Egg nodded: "Don't think blindly, your Parseltongue is due to Voldemort's original curse, he put himself Part of your ability remains in you."

　　It suddenly dawned on Harry, and the worry that he was originally worried about because he might be the heir of Slytherin suddenly disappeared.

　　"Then the true heir of Slytherin is..." Harry was a little confused.

　　"It's Voldemort..." Iger spread his hands: "He released the basilisk fifty years ago and framed the crime to... Oh shit! Why do I seem to have forgotten something!"

　　Egg's face gradually turned ugly, and then he disappeared into the auditorium with a 'pop' sound. A few minutes later, on the streets of London, Egg was squatting on the roadside with his head dizzy and shaking his head. After the dizziness disappeared, Egg I hurriedly found a nearby public toilet and happened to see Mr. Weasley walking in.

　　"Mr. Weasley!" Iger shouted hurriedly. Arthur turned his head and looked at Iger in surprise: "Iger, why are you here?"

　　"I'm here to see the minister. I have something to tell him." Iger hurriedly said hello to Arthur, got into a cubicle, stepped on the toilet and flushed himself in.

　　A flash of green magic fire lit up. In the hall of the Ministry of Magic, Egger hurriedly rushed into a group of wizards who were about to go to work. Looking at a tall golden statue, Egger couldn't help but snorted, How could centaurs and goblins look at the wizard like that?

　　The statue is of a wizard holding a wand high, with centaurs, goblins and house elves beside him looking at the wizard holding the wand with admiration...

　　"Iger, slow down, wait for me." Mr. Weasley hurriedly caught up with Iger: "Let's go, I will take you to find the minister."

　　It must be said that it is easier to do things when you have acquaintances. Mr. Weasley took Iger all the way to the minister's office. Ignoring several paper planes flying above his head, Iger knocked on the door gently.

　　"Oh... Egger?" Fudge was a little surprised when he saw Egger and the two pushing in the door. Arthur said hello to Fudge, then patted Egger on the shoulder and turned around to leave.

　　"Good morning, Mr. Minister." Iger greeted Fudge with a smile.

　　"Good morning, why did you come to see me so early in the morning? If I remember correctly, it doesn't seem to be a holiday at Hogwarts at this time." Fudge looked at Egg happily and asked.

　　"I'm here for our gamekeeper Hagrid." Egg pulled a chair and sat opposite Fudge: "After my investigation, the Chamber of Secrets incident at Hogwarts fifty years ago was not done by Hagrid, because To open the Chamber of Secrets, a Parseltongue is required, but Sir, you need to know that Hagrid is a half-giant, he cannot be a Parseltongue."

　　Fudge nodded suddenly: "So...are you here?"

　　"I'm not asking for any compensation for Hagrid. After all, fifty years have passed." Iger's words made Fudge sigh in relief, but Fudge was still a little confused.

　　"I just hope that Hagrid's wand can be allowed to be used. After all, as a wizard, not having a wand is simply too sad. It's just a small and insignificant request..." Egger nodded, stretched out his index finger and thumb to compare: " A little bit...and I think the Minister should have heard about Hogwarts' final assessment this year. I am here mainly to represent Hogwarts and hope that the Minister can go and have a look..."

　　Fudge looked at Iger for a while, then laughed: "I have to say, Iger, you are a very smart and outstanding little wizard. I have no reason to disagree with your request, right?"

　　Egg immediately bowed to Fudge: "Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Minister."

　　"I also hope that Egger can come to the Ministry of Magic after graduation. To be honest, I really admire you." Fudge looked at Egger and said seriously, and then wrote a warrant and handed it to Egger: "About your gamekeeper matters. , I will notify you."

　　Iger smiled, then said goodbye to Fudge, and left with the warrant in hand.

　　When Egger sent Fudge's warrant for the use of the wand to Hagrid, Hagrid cried excitedly on the spot. Egger knew that Hagrid had always liked magic, but had not been able to use it for so many years.

　　"I have always kept it well. They broke my wand, but fortunately Professor Dumbledore helped me repair it. I always keep it in my umbrella..." Hagrid cried, While taking out his wand from the little red umbrella: "I really want to thank you, Egg...have you had breakfast?"

　　"Eat, eat..." Iger nodded quickly. Although he wanted to find a way to drink some wine with Hagrid to kill time, but when he saw Hagrid brought the big pot of sticky stew, he didn't know what it was. After eating the stew, Egger left in a hurry...

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　　It's another week of Defense Against the Dark Arts class. When the clock on the wall points to the end of get out of class, basically four-fifths of the sixth graders in front of Egg have learned how to cast spells silently.

　　For them, the difference between learning and not learning is a world of difference.

　　If they learn it, they can barely use those lame silent spells to resist Egger's attack in Egger's silent field; if they don't learn it, they can only watch Egger attack themselves with their wands...

　　Among the seven school years, the Defense Against the Dark Arts class for sixth grade students is far less interesting than in other school years...

　　The seventh grade students learn restricted black magic that can pose a threat to thick-skinned creatures such as trolls and hippogriffs, such as Snape's Shadowless Blade. Of course, Egg will also use it when teaching them. Teach them how to heal as before so as not to make any major mistakes. But even so, Professor McGonagall has always disapproved of Egg teaching them such a dangerous spell.

　　The fourth and fifth grades are about the flexible use of magic spells.

　　"Master the timing of use. Even the transformation spell or the floating spell can achieve unexpected results in the battle." Egg waved the wand in his hand: "Let's use an analogy!"

　　A swish of a rope was put around Fred and George's necks and strangled back. Then the rope was loosened, and the twins stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net There was a scene around them Laughter rang out.

　　"Sometimes you may feel that the opponent's spell has missed the target. In fact, there may be a rope behind you waiting to strangle your neck. During the battle, especially against those who are full of bad intentions. , try not to go to the place where they have cast a spell. If you are lucky, you will step on shit, but if you are not lucky, you will fall into a swamp."

　　Egger said in a leisurely tone: "Also, I suggest that you try to remember various fast spells as much as possible during the battle, such as Expelliarmus, which may sound monotonous, but it can be used at critical times. Save your lives..."

　　"Mr. Morrises, you always say that when we, uh... fight against each other... but will we definitely encounter these battles?" Angelina looked at Egg teasingly, and Egg's rope just strangled Fu. Red made her feel unhappy.

　　"Of course, who hasn't had a conflict with others?" Egger smiled: "What's more, in the magic world we live in, there are at least 30% dark wizards, and 30% pure bloods and dark wizards have something to do with each other. Due to unclear relationships, not counting these six levels, the remaining 40% of ordinary wizards will occasionally have some conflicts in private."

　　"I hope you don't forget that Professor Quirrell was attacked by werewolves and vampires when he was in Albania, and in the end he was possessed by the remnant soul of Voldemort." Egger shook his head: "Magic is a kind of Magical and fascinating existence, but there is one thing that cannot be denied, that is, magic is also very dangerous. Even in Hogwarts, there may be dark magic items that you don't know about. I sincerely hope that you will I have a kind heart, but at the same time, I don't want you to turn a blind eye to some dangers and take it lightly. That would be irresponsible for your own life."