Hogwarts Poisoned Egg

Hogwarts Poisoned Egg Text Volume Chapter Albanian "Ravenclaw" Lupine looked at the staff curiously and called out the name of the last founder.

The staff did not move at all, still looking like a halberd. It seemed that it did not hear Lu Ping's words.

Lu Ping felt a little embarrassed, why didn't he react when I said it?

"I am its maker, so I can say that, except for me, the wand uses the core of Egger's wand, so it only recognizes Egger. Moreover, the wand is different from the ignorant wand. The wand will follow the owner's movements. Defeat and capture will change the target of loyalty, but staffs will not. They are only loyal to their masters." Nicoléme patted Lupine on the shoulder and explained to him, resolving Lupine's embarrassment.

"Ravenclaw" Egger looked at the halberd in his hand with eager eyes. The halberd transformed into a stick again, and then two wing-like gauntlets were revealed. Egger looked at it carefully. These are wings.

In the middle of the gauntlet was a relief of an eagle stepping on the magic stone. Egg suddenly knew what it had become this time.

Grabbing his hand under the gauntlet, Iger exerted slight force in his hand, and a mithril sword was immediately pulled out by Iger from the long staff at the other end.

The hilt under the wings is about thirty centimeters long, the sword body is about four feet, about one meter and two meters, and the blade is two centimeters wide. The overall look is extremely slender.

This is a sword in a staff

"I can't use any of these four weapons." Egg sighed with emotion. "It's really too exquisite. I even feel like I'm not worthy of it."

"Give it a name." Nicoléme looked at Egger happily. It was a very satisfying thing for the old man to be recognized for his craftsmanship.

Egger took a deep breath, then looked around, but found no trace of a certain pair of twins, and then he pinched his chin and thought about it.

"How about convincing people with reason?" Egger's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Persuading people with reason." Lu Ping's eyes lit up. "What a good name. It sounds very gentlemanly."

"I think it's good, too." Nicoléme nodded. The old man was at an age where he was cultivating his moral character, and this name suited him very well.

"Why did you choose this name? It's not like your style." Lu Ping looked at Egg with some surprise. "It's such a thing to be reasonable."

"No, big fists are the last word. This fits my style very well." Egg corrected Lu Ping's words seriously. Physics is also reasonable. There is nothing wrong with it.

Lupine ""

Damn it, is that what happened?

Iger curled his lips. He is both a hammer and a sickle. It is very appropriate to call him rational and convincing.

If you walk around the UK with this thing, there will never be a second sound.

He couldn't put it down and played with the new staff, changing the long staff in his hand. Egg felt extremely satisfied from the bottom of his heart.

"Thank you, Grandpa Nico." Egg bowed to Nico Flamel from the bottom of his heart.

"You're welcome, kid." Nicoléme looked at Egg happily. "I have to remind you of a few points. The first is that the power of this staff is very powerful and terrifying."

"Mythril, magic stone and your wand core exist in a three-legged form, which will also make your spellcasting very stable in the future, so you must be careful when casting spells on others."

Nicoléme said in a high-pitched voice, "Furthermore, because the magic stone has become part of your staff, your staff has the ability to turn stone into gold, but the elixir of life can no longer be refined."

"Why do you think I'm at a loss?" Iger blinked, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"No, although the elixir of life can no longer be brewed, master of the staff, you will be affected by the magic stone and your lifespan will be greatly extended. In fact, the elixir of life does not really make you immortal," Nicoléme emphasized. Just look at me and you will know that the so-called immortality only greatly extends your lifespan, but it will eventually decay one day, so in my opinion this is not a big loss."

Egg nodded, the old man was right.

After all, the bones of the old man in front of him were brittle, which meant that the elixir of life was not as valuable as rumored.

"Furthermore, because this staff is made of mithril and gold, it also has a very high strength. Don't just throw it at others." Nicoléme thought for a while, "That's all for now. Point, I suggest you master it before you catch a snake."

Egg nodded. Listening to the old man's words, this thing can easily break other people's legs.

How convenient

"Where's my gun?" Egg looked at the old man.

Nico smiled, turned around and took a box and handed it to Egger, "Your idea is very good, and it's not very difficult for me."

After hearing this, Egg decided to get a Gatling next time, and it would be the kind that emits blue fire.

"I did some research and made a bullet with mithril, engraved a launching spell on the hammer, and a summoning spell on the bullet slot. The bullet fired every moment will be summoned back the second after the impact." Nicoléme smiled cheerfully, "This thing is very useful. Mithril can have a strong restraining effect on many dark magic creatures. You can keep it just in case."

"Thank you." Egger couldn't put it down, playing with the revolver in his hand, and then turned to look at Nicoléme. "If necessary, is there anything I can do to help you?"

"If possible, I hope that Beauxbatons can get your help if one day he needs it. That is the last effort of my wife and I." The old man was not a polite person and directly expressed his thoughts.

Beauxbatons is located in the Pyrenees Mountains in western France, at the junction of France and Spain. Nicolas Flamel and his wife donated a lot of land and school buildings to this school. To this day, there are still two buildings on the campus. A fountain named after a person.

It can be said that the old man is considered a national treasure-level educator in France.

"I will be the one covering Beauxbatons from now on." Egg left with Lupine without making any promise.

However, Nicolas Flamel is reassured. If the rumors about Egger are true, Beauxbatons will be very stable in the future.

As for what are the rumors about Iger?

Actually it's nothing

It's nothing more than friendly and gentle, powerful and so on. This is a positive thing.

As for the negative side, it is unreasonable, and the hands are black and the heart is even blacker.

To put it simply, he is a troublemaker that no one dares to mess with. This has almost become common sense in the British wizarding community. Most wizards have heard about Egg's personality from children. It is not surprising at all to have this opinion.

Lupine was very surprised, why a good promise turned into a declaration of bandits taking over territory when Ige said it.

If I become the Minister of Magic in the future, will I say to the people below when I take office that I will be the one covering the British wizarding world from now on?

You are the boss of the British wizarding world.

After a long time, the two went directly to the French Ministry of Magic to simply register and left France.

This time, no one made things difficult for Lupine, because the British Immigration Department erased Lupine's identity as a werewolf. As for why, it is unknown.

He traveled all the way to Italy with a toilet door key. The moment he landed, Iger seemed to hear an electronic sound in his mind. The new map was unlocked and he could reach the destination by simply apparating.

The two did not stay in Italy for too long. Although Egg wanted to try the local food in Italy, Lupine dragged him to the local Ministry of Magic due to official business and took the portkey to Albania.

Along the way, Egger was thinking about a question.

Since when did catching Voldemort become official business?

I have no salary and travel expenses, so I have to reimburse myself.

This is obviously a trip, okay?

But it was too late. By the time he figured it out, he had already arrived in Albania.

Albania is not very big, at most it is the size of several British counties, and it is not as big as those small provinces in China.

There is no special food in the country, and most of them are Italian food.

But the scenery is really beautiful. The most important thing is that there is sunshine.

This moved Iger so much

How long have I been feeling the half-dead sunshine in the UK, and sometimes I have to wear a sweater in summer?

In Albania, there is no need

The clear sunshine shines on the earth, the warm sea breeze blows gently around you, and you can even see some girls wearing bikinis on the beach in the distance.

Iger bought a half sleeve and put it on at that time

"I suddenly don't want to go back to England anymore." Feeling the warm sunshine beside the coastline, Egger opened his arms intoxicatedly, with the golden staff floating obediently behind him.

"Okay, we should find a tavern to stay and go to the Albanian forest tomorrow." Lupine looked at Egg and couldn't help but shake his head. Can Voldemort really be caught with this look?

"Where's the target?" Egg looked at Lupine.

"Dumbledore said he was in the forest east of Tirana. We are just west of Tirana. This is the capital of Albania, but there is a large virgin forest to the east." Lupine took out a map and looked at it.

"So how did Dumbledore stare at him?" Egg looked at Lupine curiously. "Who is staring at him?"

Soon, Iger knew who it was.

"What is Aisha's broomstick?" Egg held the staff in his hand and looked at the man in front of him calmly.

"Nimbus 2001." The man said in a rough voice, "Boy, what was the first thing you gave me?"

"Gold." Egg spread his hands.

“Looks like there’s no problem”

When Iger saw the short, stocky man with scars on his face at the wizard's tavern on the outskirts of Tirana, Iger was very curious.

What I am curious about is not the identity of the other party, but the eyes that are wandering around.

That blue magic eye can penetrate the back of your head and see things a mile away

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This was the most intuitive feeling when Iger and Moody met for the first time.

I really want to pick it out

"My instinct tells me that you are trying to hit me in the eye, boy." Moody glanced at Iger fiercely, apparently dissatisfied with Iger's reaction.

"How do you make this magic eye?" Egg looked at Moody eagerly.

"I don't know much about alchemy, but I do have a friend who does this. If I have a chance, I can introduce him to you." Moody said in a rough voice, and then turned to look at Lupin. "Long time no see Remus."

"Long time no see" Lupine looked at Moody happily.

"I said you would make a very good Auror, but those damn bastards at the Ministry of Magic rejected you because you were a werewolf." Moody said angrily, "Look at this place, there are werewolves everywhere." And vampires, aren't they also alive and well?"

Egg looked blankly as the grumpy uncle in front of him was angrily criticizing the Ministry of Magic online, not knowing what to say.

"So, Dumbledore sent you to catch the mysterious man." Moody's magic eye rolled around. "Again Morisseus, my good disciple, the boy who never leaves his mouth."

"Thank you." Iger smiled reservedly.

"You think I'm praising you?" Moody looked at Egg with a dark face. "You corrupted the entire Auror office with gold. If it weren't for me, that girl Elsa would have been transferred out by Rufus."

This is so embarrassing

Blame it on me. Egger looked at Moody helplessly, not knowing what to say.

"Voldemort is still in this forest." Egg looked at Moody curiously and wisely changed the subject.

"Yes, there is a guy who is neither human nor ghost. Don't call that guy's name and be cautious." Moody snorted, took out a small bottle from his body and took a sip.

Egger took a sniff and saw the smell of fire whiskey, but it was impure. He probably brewed it himself. In short, there was no smell of polyjuice.

"Would you like a drink?" Moody's magic eyes rolled around.

"I have it here." Iger casually took out two bottles of whiskey.

"It's a good habit to not drink what others offer you when you go out." Moody's face turned a little red, and the magic eyes in his eyes rolled over and scanned behind him. "Look at the wizard five meters behind me. He's a werewolf who bit a lot of children. The local Ministry of Magic has been trying to catch him. Damn it, if I hadn't had other things to do, I would have sent this mad dog to the Ministry of Magic. Of course, I'm not targeting you, Remus."

"This place is full of fugitives from the wizarding world, but the local Ministry of Magic in Albania is really powerless. After all, the local wizarding population is too small, and dark wizards from all over Europe are willing to run here," Moody said angrily. With.

Egg nodded. The extremely stupid guys from the British Ministry of Magic have a large say in the International Association of Magicians. You can imagine how weak the magic world in this small country is now.

"I suggest you best catch him at noon tomorrow. What I have observed is that he is at his weakest at noon when the sun is the brightest every day, and he stays with a snake all day long." Moody snorted. "Tomorrow at noon, I will take you to find him. You must prepare as soon as possible. Before that, do not fall into the trap of these dark wizards."

"I understand." Egg nodded.

Egger felt that for a person with such a reputation as himself, no one would come to trouble him without opening his eyes, but that was just his opinion.

In fact, for most dark wizards, a blond boy like Egger with delicate features, red lips and white teeth, and a delicate appearance is too alluring.

For example, after Lupine and Moody left to observe the forest, the wizards who gathered in front of Iger seemed to have become their meal.

"Little brother, what's your name? Can I take you to do something happy?" The speaker was a woman with red eyes. The woman's cheekbones were very high, and her eyes wandered from time to time on Ige as she spoke.

"Egg Morisses." Ige looked at the group of dark wizards in front of him with a smile.

He felt that the reason why Moody dragged Lupine to the forest for observation was probably to use his own hands to kill these dark wizards.

"I seem to have heard this name somewhere before," an old witch with a wrinkled mouth said in a dry voice.

"I feel like I've heard it somewhere before." A wizard next to him was holding a glass of whiskey.

Looking at the man's pointed tiger fangs, Egg nodded slightly. This is a werewolf.

"Perhaps a pure-blood young master ran away from a vicious family. Is there anyone with this name?" A wizard next to the man laughed. "I want a little boy with tender skin and tender flesh. Does anyone have any opinions?"

"Damn werewolf." The old witch next to her looked unhappy. "I can help you find a nice local little girl. I want this child. My alchemy can make him have a higher value."

As she spoke, the old witch stretched out her wrinkled hand toward Egger.