Hogwarts: The Drugged Lord, Enemy Of Wizards

Chapter 103 Ronald Joins Slytherin? Devil Romon【Please Order All】

Replace Quidditch?!

When this sentence came out of the mouth of Cornelius Fudge, the Minister of Magic, several Hogwarts professors around him couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.

Especially Professor McGonagall, who loves Quidditch the most. When he heard such words, his first reaction was that it was impossible.

However, just the next moment, my mind couldn't help but think of the information revealed in Romon's words just now, and then I turned around to see that I had already forgotten about breakfast.

They all held their own [Wizard's Book] in their hands and began to communicate in twos and threes about their own strength, planning to form a team of a hundred young wizards.

This kind of enthusiasm is rarely seen even at Quidditch matches.

And once the real [Wizard's Canyon] has the magical charm that Romon said, it will replace Quidditch and become the event jointly pursued by the British wizarding community and even the world's wizarding community.

It's not impossible.

"Minister Fudge, I know what you mean, but... you know, this is not a trivial matter, and I can create such a huge alchemy magic array and arrange the [Wizard Canyon] The scene has almost wiped out all the income of my potion shop in the past few months."

Although I also hope that such an event, which can greatly improve the overall quality of the wizarding world, can spread and attract the attention and participation of the entire British wizarding community, this is not a simple matter. "

Hearing this, Cornelius Fudge's face couldn't help but reveal a trace of deep anxiety and loss.

"Professor Romon, is there no other way? Wait..."

In an instant, Cornelius Fudge seemed to have thought of something, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at Romon in front of him.

"Professor Romon, you just said that your biggest problem now is that you don't have any available funds to build extra special places like [Wizard Canyon], right?"

Romon immediately gave the other party an appreciative look.

Although Fudge is completely useless at times, at least he is very good at sizing up situations and observing people's actions.

Seeing Romon nodding slightly, Fudge's eyes lit up.

"Well, Professor Romon, how about I represent the Ministry of Magic and reach a cooperation with you? You provide those advanced alchemy and magic circle technologies, and our Gringotts under the Ministry of Magic is responsible for investing in you to transform some large-scale giants in the British wizarding world. A strange venue?”

That's how smart Fudge is.

After getting a nod from Romon, Dangji immediately set off and returned to the Ministry of Magic.

That night, while the Daily Prophet was still preparing to report on the report on what happened at Hogwarts today, Gao Kang from the Ministry of Magic came to the rescue.

"Minister Fudge, if it is a great project developed by Professor Romon, although I have not personally checked what kind of project it is, I think it is completely worthy of our heavy investment."

"Now we, the Ministry of Magic, manage Gringotts. Although we have opened some gold galleons loan business like banks in the Muggle world, the results have not been much improved. Today's Gringotts is in urgent need of A huge project destined to be remembered by the world.”

The Ministry of Magic official in charge of Gringotts said with obvious joy and excitement on his face.

Although the Silver Demon Lord Romon's devastation and influence on the British wizarding world cannot be forgotten by anyone, what is being mentioned by more people now is Romon's superb potion technology.

And that magical alchemy.

And all those whose families have little wizards studying at Hogwarts have learned a lot about Romon's theoretical achievements in magic from their children's mouths.

night.

In the Gryffindor's lounge.

Ronald waited until Harry Potter and the others finally fell asleep and their breathing gradually became calmer.

He carefully took out something from under the pillow, and then covered himself completely with the quilt.

"Black, Dark Lord..."

"Magic power, I need magic power..."

It's still the same sound.

Even though he thought about the strong, motion sickness-like nausea and strong feeling of weakness that left his body after the magic power was extracted last night, Ronald couldn't help but feel a little conflicted.

But, once again, I thought about the upcoming [Wizard’s Canyon Demon Cup Academy Competition] that Hogwarts is about to usher in.

Ronald also had to follow the method suggested by the weak Voldemort last night.

Taking a deep breath, he slowly pressed the magic stone in his hand between his eyebrows.

"Ugh! Zyrechet! Damn you bastard, leave some for me! I have some damn business with you!"

With just the effort of breathing and the familiar strong suction, Ronald felt that his magic power, which had reached the D+ level, was about to be drained out in an instant.

He cursed hurriedly in his mouth.

It seemed that he sensed Ronald's disgust at this moment, or that the Dark Lord's current state was indeed extremely different.

Faced with such a scolding, the next moment, the power of absorbing magic power disappeared on the spot.

Ronald's complexion paled slightly, and the strong sense of emptiness still gradually came over his body.

Accompanied by this, there is also a strong sense of sleepiness.

Fortunately, thinking that there were still important things to do today, Ronald bit his tongue, and the pain made him instantly refreshed.

"Professor Romon came up with a new trick today. He said that he would also reward top-notch potions that can give people great strength. I..."

"There's no time... put the magic stone between your eyebrows..."

Ronald, who was interrupted, suddenly looked unhappy.

"What do you mean? I have no magic power anymore! Bastard, if you are so useless, Mr. Dark Lord, then maybe I should find you a place where you can truly realize your value."

...just do it”

Voldemort's extremely weak voice became a bit colder.

After Ronald was silent for a while, he finally gritted his teeth and placed the magic stone in his hand towards his eyebrows again.

However, it was a warning verbally.

"If you dare to extract my magic power again, I will hand you over to Professor Romon now!"

The next moment, when the familiar, slightly cold magic stone touched his eyebrows, Ronald's body couldn't help but tremble on the spot.

In an instant, a sense of absurd exposure, as if something was being spied on, along with a strong sense of shame, flooded into my mind.

However, before Ronald could react, the next moment, Voldemort's voice sounded in his mind again.

However, this time, even Ronald could hear the other party's obvious excitement in his voice.

"You must get the best results! MVP! Ronald, if you get the MVP, I will be able to recover quickly!"

Within the Magic Stone, there is a space that looks like a void universe.

Voldemort, who was already so humble and pitiful that he was in a state like a ball of black smoke, could be said to have used all of his power at this moment in every word he spoke to the outside.

However, after reading Ronald's memory today, Voldemort also learned about the [Wizard's Canyon] launched by Romon today.

When hearing the memory of Ronald.

The moment Romon talked about the rewards for the winners of the competition, even Tom Riddle, who was extremely talented and could even be called the pride of heaven, couldn't help but feel a little jealous of these little wizards at Hogwarts. .

If there was such an activity at his time.

His Voldemort's achievements will definitely be even more terrifying.

Rather than just jumping around in the small British wizarding world for a few times, he was fucked like this...

However, Ronald, who resisted the nausea of having his memory spied upon, heard his voice.

But he snorted coldly.

"Winner? Lord Dark Lord, you seem to be too confident in me. It was a battle between hundreds of people, and when there was no fear of death, the intensity of the battle, why should I be the winner? "

Ronald's words immediately silenced Voldemort.

Indeed, this kind of situation will definitely involve fighting between senior wizards. Even Ronald today is very good, but that is still excellent within a certain range.

Facing the fifth and sixth grade Hogwarts wizards, that is really not enough.

Maybe you can rely on the special magic spell you have to fight these people, or escape from them, but want to defeat the opponent.

Disaster.

"I understand. I will help you get as good a position as possible. When the time comes, you can take Romon's top potion and use the Demon King Points you got to exchange it for me for some potions that can restore your strength and body."

Voldemort was silent for a moment and spoke calmly.

And at the next moment, Ronald, who was just about to take the magic stone from his eyebrows, felt strange images suddenly pouring into his brain.

And in a very short period of time, it actually gave him a strong sense of familiarity.

That is a lot of knowledge about the principles of magic, as well as a brand-new magic that has been strengthened and improved.

"Damn it! It turns out that you are completely different from what you said at the beginning, and you really have something to hide!"

Ronald was furious, but Voldemort no longer had the energy to pay attention to him.

After weakly saying "We must win the winner", he disappeared.

And if someone like Ronald, faced with such a big event, the first thing he thinks of is to find his "Grandfather of the Philosopher's Stone", then the other little wizards at Hogwarts at this moment can also be said to be the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing his magical powers.

The next day.

At lunch time, an owl brought today's Daily Prophet over.

Before the above content even had time to unfold, everyone had already seen information such as "A lurking Death Eater was captured inside Hogwarts and has been killed" and "Hogwarts Principal Romon Kowals" Professor Ji, in order to improve the little wizard’s magic practice and combat ability, developed [Wizard Canyon]

Such a catchy title.

However, almost the vast majority of young wizards ignored the current newspaper.

The first thing he looked at was the reply from his wizard parents.

"Yes!"

After Draco saw his father's reply in the letter, "The family will fully support you and is already mobilizing family resources to find ways to improve your strength."

The whole person jumped up from his position on the spot with excitement.

He inadvertently looked in the direction of the Gryffindor dining table, and met Harry Potter's eyes, who happened to be looking over.

"snort!"

A cold snort came from Draco's mouth, and the undisguised hatred in his eyes made him directly make a gesture of wiping his neck towards Harry Potter.

Such behavior should attract Professor McGonagall, who is currently sitting in the professor's seat.

"Professor Snape, I think you should really take care of that student of yours, he is so outrageous!"

However, in this regard, Sneij

Pu seemed not to have heard of it, and his distracted look made the look of annoyance on Professor McGonagall's face become even more intense.

He made up his mind and waited until Gryffindor's wizard team was ready.

She, Minerva McGonagall, had to personally lead this team into the [Warcraft Fortress] to participate in this fierce [Wizard's Canyon] duel.

Teach Snape, this bastard junior, what it means to respect your seniors.

"Harry, we have already signed up. We are the wizard team headed by Prefect Percy Weasley and the others. It is about to be full. You should go quickly!"

Neville pulled Harry, who was stunned, and the latter finally reacted and hurriedly moved towards the front of the Gryffindor table.

And looking at the little Gryffindor wizards lining up in front of his brother, Percy Weasley.

Ronald's eyes quickly moved away, looking in other directions in the restaurant.

Then, with everyone watching in astonishment, he walked towards the table on Little Snake's side.

"Draco Malfoy, I heard that you are planning to form a wizard team. Are you interested in leaving a place for me?"

The sudden question and the familiar red hair made Draco freeze in place for a moment.

And it was at this time that the Slytherins around them heard the proposal of Ronald, the little Gryffindor lion. At this moment, they all looked at each other as if they had seen a ghost.

Pansy Parkinson, who had just filled in her name on the registration form, looked disdainful.

"Redhead, is your brain trapped by your Gryffindor door? We are a Slytherin team here, you..."

Ronald shook his head calmly: "The [Book of Wizards] does not say that wizards from different colleges cannot join the teams of other colleges. The competition is based on wizard teams, not

Academy. "

Ronald ignored the strange looks from the people around him, and instead stared calmly at Draco in front of him.

"Draco Malfoy, I'm waiting for your answer. If you don't agree, I won't force it, but if you agree, congratulations, you will get a very

Excellent helper. "

"Greshette! Is that guy Ronald going to join the Slytherin team?!"

Draco didn't answer yet.

However, a voice suddenly sounded from Gryffindor's side, and the originally noisy restaurant fell silent for a moment.

Pairs of doubtful eyes looked towards Slytherin's side of the meal.

When (Wang Dezhao) everyone saw the red-haired Ronald among a group of small snakes, they suddenly looked strangely in the direction of Gryffindor.

Although, as Ronald said, wizards from various colleges, Romon did not prevent the team from forming.

However, this kind of thing is almost everyone's instinctive reaction.

"No need to look at me like that. Needless to say more about my situation in Gryffindor, and I have no intention of covering it up. That's right, I won't take the initiative to get involved in the bloody feud between brothers.

To be humiliated by them. "

Ronald said lightly and Draco's eyes couldn't help but look in Snape's direction.

However, the latter didn't pay attention at all at this moment, sitting there quietly in a daze.

finally.

After taking a look at the registration form booklet in his hand, Draco finally nodded heavily.

But it was a warning.

"If I knew that you were dragging us back, I would never make it easy for you, and...it's best not to let me know that when you are facing Gryffindor, give me two

Show mercy!"

Ronald smiled and extended his hand.

Draco snorted and muttered "Weasley's hand" but still shook it.

The city of goblins.

Ribbenblatt.

"boom!"

Dumbledore looked at the Daily Prophet in his hand, and as if he was suddenly greatly stimulated, he slapped the newspaper on the table on the spot.

Curses immediately began to pour out of his mouth.

"Damn it, Romon Kowalski, it's only been half a year, are you finally unable to bear it anymore? Time!"

With a gloomy expression, he stared out the window at the busy but windy fairy city that looked like a medieval city.

His eyes were full of solemnity and anxiety.

It won't be long before this kind of wizard duel competition will become popular in the entire British wizarding world.