Chapter 10 Trading

　After the sorting ceremony, Dumbledore stood up and spoke to the students. Egger didn't quite understand what he said, but then he saw the old man with a white beard taking out his wand and leading the students to sing the school song.

　　Iger tried to imitate Fred and George, and sang the last line to the tune of a funeral march with great emotion. The lifeless and sad singing made Iger the last person to finish the song. Dumbledore held up his wand and Dump, ending the conductor for Egger's last lyric.

　　There was a dead silence in the hall. People looked at Edgar, who was the first in the history of Hogwarts to sing the school song with a funeral march. Professor Flitwick turned to look at Snape.

　　"Maybe Dumbledore is right, he should be in Gryffindor."

　　Snape's face darkened when he heard Professor Flitwick's words.

　　Lively applause rang out, and Ige stood on the chair with a smile and bowed to everyone around him. Aisha laughed so hard that she hugged Ige and kissed him on the cheek, making the boys around her look envious.

　　"Then, I have nothing more to say." Dumbledore waved his hand with a smile: "Eat!"

　　As soon as the words fell, plates of dishes appeared on the four long rows of tables, and the students began to eat excitedly.

　　What's interesting is that there is a glass of iced lemon juice and a small pot of hot pot in front of Iger. This is obviously not a dish that should appear in the dinner, which immediately attracted the attention of other students.

　　Egg knew that this was what the elves had prepared for him, and couldn't help laughing.

　　"What is this?" Aisha looked at Egg curiously.

　　"A kind of food in the East is called hot pot." Iger picked up a thick piece of beef floating on the spicy oil and put it on Aisha's plate.

　　Aisha picked up the beef with a fork and put it into her mouth, then her eyes lit up: "It's so delicious."

　　"If it's delicious, please eat more..." Iger grinned: "Kaka, can you prepare another one for me?"

　　As he finished speaking, another small pot appeared on the table in front of him.

　　"How did you do it?" Aisha looked at Ige in surprise.

　　"This is made by the house elf. After it is finished, it is served from the corresponding table in the kitchen. Don't you know?" Egger was also a little surprised.

　　"I don't know..." Aisha didn't seem to have been to the kitchen, and she looked at Egg blankly.

　　"I'll take you to take a look when I get the chance." Iger laughed.

　　Elsa felt a little weird. She was obviously the one who stayed at Hogwarts for seven years, right?

　　Egg thought for a while and thought that maybe the reason why Fred and George hadn't enrolled yet was that the school wasn't that happy yet.

　　Hufflepuff students should know the entrance to the kitchen, but Elsa probably has little chance of contacting it.

　　The two talked a lot during dinner, and except for some things that shouldn't be said about Ige's adventures in the past few days, they told Aisha everything.

　　"You actually went to the Forbidden Forest with Hagrid?" Aisha looked at Iger and frowned slightly: "That is against school rules, and we are not allowed to enter."

　　"School rules are useful for students. I'm not a student now, am I?" Egg grinned: "Besides, what Dumbledore said was that if you don't want to die, don't go in, not that you are not allowed to go in."

　　"Is there any difference?" Aisha looked confused.

　　"The difference is huge..." Egg muttered.

　　After dinner, Iger followed the Gryffindor students all the way to the Gryffindor lounge. The Fat Lady glanced at Iger in the crowd: "Dear, you will need a password to come in from now on."

　　"The new password is easy to remember, little egg." Aisha looked at Egg with a smile.

　　"The password is correct, go in, dear." The fat lady said with a smile.

　　"I really appreciate you caring about me so much..." Iger muttered as he crawled into the hole and returned to the room.

　　"Why can you enter my room?" Egg turned to look at Aisha.

　　Aisha chuckled and pinched Egg's little cheek: "Girls can enter the boys' dormitory, but boys cannot enter the girls' dormitory."

　　"That's not fair." Egg spread his hands.

　　"There is no fairness between girls and boys. If you want to fall in love in the future, I hope you can remember this." Aisha didn't care at all.

　　In the dormitory, Lark was squatting in the birdcage with his eyes closed, and Elsa looked at the surrounding decorations in amazement: "Dumbledore really likes you, doesn't he? The decoration of his dormitory is so good."

　　"Thanks to Kaka." Iger smiled: "Kaka picked the flowers in the room for me, and he has been helping me clean the room."

　　Taking out a gold galleon Kodak and a timid pot of rice from his arms, Egg turned and walked out of the room: "I don't mind if you stay and sleep with me at night, but now I need to go to Dumbledore's house." office."

　　Aisha followed Iger downstairs with a smile, obviously very happy with Iger's teasing.

　　A few minutes later, Kaka took Egger to the door of Dumbledore's office. Egger looked at the stone sculpture in front of him: "Sizzling Bee Candy."

　　Pushing the door open and entering the room, Dumbledore was holding Ravenclaw's diadem and looking at it carefully.

　　"I was still wondering how long you would reminisce with Miss Smith. You came earlier than I thought. This is a good thing. Iger." Dumbledore smiled: "Indulging in tenderness for too long may not be a good thing. What a good thing, it may empty your body prematurely."

　　"Old gangster..." Iger said expressionlessly, "Why did you call me here?"

　　"Ah...that's it..." Dumbledore said in a soft voice: "I received a letter from a former student of the school today. He said that you seemed to have had some unfriendly effects on his children this afternoon. "

　　"Draco Malfoy?" Egger tilted his head: "Didn't you tell him that his son might still live in my shadow in the future and ask him to be more honest?"

　　"I did persuade him like this, but he doesn't seem to be someone who gives up easily. Fortunately, Silver wrote back in time to persuade him, and he has a good relationship with the child's father." Dumbledore looked at Egger with sharp eyes: " At this point, I also hope that you can control your emotions, after all, Obscurus is likely to explode when you are emotional."

　　"Okay, I get it." Egg shrugged.

　　Dumbledore shook his head helplessly: "What a pity, you don't seem to have listened to what I said. Do you want something to drink?"

　　Iger grinned. It seemed that Old Man Deng didn't care much about this kind of thing.

　　"Iced lemon juice is ready," Egg said.

　　"By the way, one more thing. Professor Snape asked me to inform you that due to the start of school, you will have to go to his office at six o'clock in the evening to study every day." Dumbledore crossed his fingers with his hands in front of his chin.

　　Egg nodded: "I understand."

　　While sipping his iced lemon juice, Egger looked at Dumbledore: "Professor, there is one thing I don't quite understand."

　　"Why didn't I use Legilimency on you?" Dumbledore laughed: "In fact, I had a moment of temptation before. Believe me, with my ability, you can't feel anything."

　　Dumbledore looked at the surprised Iger and blinked: "But I didn't see anything. I just had a quick glance at your eight years of life."

　　Egg was stunned for a moment, a little confused.

　　"The human soul is a very strange thing, isn't it?" Dumbledore stood up and fiddled with the silver liquid in a basin nearby: "It can split, gather, or be reborn, even if I am called As one of the greatest white wizards, he cannot peek into the memories imprinted on his soul."

　　Dumbledore turned to look at Egg and smiled: "You are safe."

　　Egger didn't know whether Dumbledore was referring to himself or his own safety when he said safety. In short, he was a little confused now.

　　Nodding in understanding, Iger looked at Dumbledore: "How about we discuss some deals?"

　　"What deal do you want?" Dumbledore looked at Egger with interest.

　　"Like the crown I gave you, I can exchange it for something you can provide. It's up to me to choose." Egg thought for a while: "Even if I take you there, it counts, okay?"

　　Dumbledore smiled helplessly: "You have almost emptied my pension, Egg."

　　Then looking at the somewhat disappointed Egg, Dumbledore nodded: "But I agree, I think my centenarian body still has a lot of wealth..."

　　Egger suddenly laughed and looked at Dumbledore.

　　"So, what do you want to exchange for the crown?" Dumbledore looked at Egg.

　　"Nimbus 2001." Egg grinned. ①

　　"I have to say, this is a very greedy request." Dumbledore nodded in agreement: "Yes, at least so far, I have not heard of a better broom than this one."

　　Dumbledore looked at Egg and smiled: "I heard that Buck is developing a new type of broom, called Twigg 90. If you are not in a hurry, would you like me to order one for you? I heard that they will be on the market next year. ."

　　Egger shook his head: "Forget it."

　　"I think so. I've seen their processing procedures. I'm sure that as far as their craftsmanship is concerned, the broom is likely to be deformed if it goes too fast. Nimbus 2001 is more suitable." Dumbledore laughed: "Are you going to give it to your little girlfriend?"

　　Egg scratched his head in embarrassment.

　　"It's good to be young." Dumbledore looked at Egg and joked: "You can enjoy the nourishment of love unscrupulously, although you nourished it a little early."

　　Iger felt that his face was so hot that if he put an egg in it, it might be cooked, and he hurriedly left Dumbledore's office.

　　On the top of the cabinet at the door of the principal's office, a dirty old hat was bent, and the wrinkles on the hat formed a human face: "I like that kid, Dumbledore, he is not pretentious at all, although he is very greedy. "

　　"I like it too. This is a child who is easy to see through." Dumbledore raised his eyebrows: "I'm sure he won't go astray."

　　"I'm also sure that what he wants next time will definitely not be something as simple as a broom..." the Sorting Hat muttered.

　　Dumbledore spread his hands and seemed to agree with the Sorting Hat's statement.

　　"You're too accommodating to that brat, Albus!" In the portrait on the side, an old man looked at Dumbledore and said dissatisfied: "That's just an Obscurus. It was very common in my time. He might not be able to survive. !"

　　"I thought you would understand what I was thinking, Phineas." Dumbledore looked at the portrait beside him: "The important thing about that child is obviously not the Obscurus in his body."

　　Phineas Nigellus Black, a hotheaded former headmaster and, of course, the most unpopular headmaster ever. He is Sirius's great-great-grandfather. Since learning that Sirius, the last descendant of the family, was imprisoned in Azkaban, his character has obviously become more impatient.

　　"Weird theory, I think you are getting old." Phineas muttered and turned around to leave, apparently to complain to his portrait in Hogsmeade Square.

　　…

　　Early the next morning, Egg was wandering around the Hogwarts manor, with a silver kitten beside him fluttering at passing butterflies from time to time.

　　The early morning air in Hogwarts smelled very good. The faint smell of grass mixed with the scent of flowers entered Iger's nose. After sniffing, Iger walked towards Hagrid's hut.

　　"Good morning, Hagrid." Egg walked into the hut. Hagrid was wearing a pink apron and eating breakfast cake.

　　Egg didn't understand why Hagrid had a special liking for biscuits, and what he didn't understand even more was why Hagrid could knock out other people's teeth no matter whether he was making cakes, pies or biscuits.

　　"Good morning, Egg." Hagrid pushed over a pot of milk: "It's a pity that I can't take you to wander in the Forbidden Forest today. The pumpkin patch has just been fertilized, and I need to give them some deworming medicine. If you are bored, you can You can go to Buckbeak and ask him to fly around with you twice, but remember to bring him a few rats, skunks or something, that guy is very greedy."

　　Egg nodded and looked at the breakfast milk handed over by Hagrid. The milk in the jug was obviously much thicker than milk, and the cup was very serious. Egg was not sure if he would choke if he took a sip.

　　"What kind of milk is this?" Egg asked.

　　Hagrid chewed the biscuits in his mouth: "The milk of the poisonous horned beasts comes from the two poisonous horned beasts that Mr. Scamander released in the Forbidden Forest. They are said to be the last two in the world, but they are Life is very good in the Forbidden Forest. Now that we have our own small tribe, at least we don't have to worry about extinction, right? Mr. Scamander is really great..."

　　Hagrid was talking nonchalantly, and he seemed to admire Newt Scamander. Egg felt that the two people were very similar, and both had a mysterious obsession with magical creatures. However, compared to Newt, Hagrid seemed to I prefer those with huge bodies, sharp claws and fangs...

　　Like a dragon?

　　Egg's mouth twitched, and then his eyes lit up. Speaking of which, it would actually be great if there was a chance to raise a giant dragon, right?

　　For the whole day, Egg had nothing to do. Although he went to Hogsmeade and drank some butterbeer in the afternoon, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net did not seem to bring him any fun.

　　At night, in Snape's office, Egg stared at the various ghastly things soaked in the green liquid around him. Egg was not sure whether Snape was making potions or doing dissections.

　　"Take out your wand, Egg." Snape's expression was not very good. Egg felt that he might still be upset about how he had offended him last night. After all, Snape obviously did not have a broad mind.

　　"I heard that you cast a very powerful Bone Shattering Curse in the Leaky Cauldron yesterday afternoon? It seems that even if I don't teach you anything, you can master this kind of restricted black magic." Snape said. The crooked tone circled around Iger's ears, and Iger wasn't sure whether he needed to quarrel with him now, because he hadn't heard yet whether Snape meant appreciation or sarcasm.

　　"Excellent..." Iger thought for a moment before opening his mouth and saying.

　　"You seem to think I'm complimenting you?" Snape glanced at Egg coldly.

　　Egger was confused for a while: "Isn't it?"

　　"Obviously, it was my mistake to try to communicate with a brainless person like you." Snape snorted.

　　"I thought we would have a lot in common." Egger replied in a nonchalant manner. I'm stupid and you are stupid, everyone is the same!

　　Snape's face was ugly. He found that he basically had no hope of defeating Egg in a verbal confrontation. He wanted to deduct points but didn't know who to deduct, because he hadn't been sorted into another hospital yet.

　　He wants to be detained but there is no good reason. Egg is not a student.

　　Thinking of a slap in the face, Egg is still wearing his armor 24 hours a day to protect himself.

　　Why the hell should I teach him the Iron Armor Curse? Snape was expressionless, feeling terrible.