Hogwarts: The Drugged Lord, Enemy Of Wizards

"Dumbledore, I think it is necessary for me to remind you that we have spent too many resources on studying the spells that we have secretly obtained from Hogwarts during this period."

"There are also those magic potions made by the Silver Demon King. You just told us that there is a way to crack it, but after taking away so many resources and wealth, it has been more than half a year now, but there is no progress or news at all. .”

"What on earth are you doing?!"

Elder Bratty became more and more excited as he spoke, and his already ugly face looked even more ferocious and terrifying at this moment. However, this reaction in Dumbledore's eyes was filled with filth and stupidity.

Sure enough, even a high-ranking member of the Fairy Tribe like Brati has not changed much in terms of his greed for money.

Dumbledore inevitably felt a little contempt in his heart.

However, on the surface, he smiled and comforted the angry Elder Brati.

"Elder Bratty, don't worry. We are colleagues on the same front now. We should trust each other. Although the Weasley family cannot compare financially with other families, the wizards in their own family are still very talented in magic."

"Percy Weasley is just not adapted to the Silver Devil's style of magic theory. Professor Flitwick obviously has not been able to make the improved magic suitable for all young wizards to learn..."

Having said this, Dumbledore shook his head with helplessness and regret.

It was as if he was sighing, how could the good Hogwarts be turned into what it is now by this bastard, the Silver Devil.

However, at this moment, he didn't know.

Similarly, after seeing such a hypocritical side of him, Brati, as the great elder of the goblin clan, felt a burst of contempt in his heart.

Although they, the goblins, hate the Silver Devil who caused their Gringotts to be stolen by the Ministry of Magic, they have to admit that today's Hogwarts, or in other words, today's "three-four-three" wizarding world in Britain , under the control and leadership of Romon, the Silver Demon King.

A great wizarding revolution is taking place.

A huge change that affects magical knowledge, wizards' concepts, and even the fundamental structure of wizards' thinking.

With a cold snort, Bratty glanced angrily at the Weasley family burrow standing quietly not far away. Bratty turned to look at Dumbledore with an unfriendly look.

"So, what are we going to do next? Just like the Dark Lord, continue to hide in the dark?"

Dumbledore silently shook his head.

After a while, when Bratty was already a little impatient, Dumbledore finally spoke slowly.

"Elder Brati, don't you want to see why I have taken so many magic medicines, alchemy materials, and gold galleons recently, and why there has been no results for so long?"

"It just so happens that although the Silver Devil's potions have not been cracked yet,... we have come up with something equally interesting."

Hogwarts.

As the little wizards left the school one after another, Hogwarts also rarely became quiet again.

[Warcraft Castle·Desert Area]

The desert area at night was freezing cold, but the Hogwarts professors standing here at this moment were staring at Romon not far away in front of them without blinking.

At this moment, the other party was on a stone slab on the sand, using various potions to outline and depict specific symbols, while chanting a spell that no one had heard of at all.

Professor Flitwick's frown deepened. His initial focus, like those of McGonagall and Snape, was on the symbol Romon was drawing.

But then he gave up completely.

Even with his current knowledge and strength, he would be blind when faced with the most advanced new knowledge like Romon.

Listening to the other party's talk, I couldn't help but think of the ancient times, when some Muggles pretended to be wizards, but were actually ordinary people, and there were all kinds of weird magic tricks.

In the end, Flitwick's attention was finally focused solely on the spell in Romon's mouth.

Among the long spells, you can hear a few words from unfamiliar languages ​​that were involved in the previous curse theory.

"Push the rules", "kill", "eyes of shadow" and other vaguely distinguishable words made Professor Flitwick's face become increasingly ugly.

The sporadic vocabulary made it impossible for him to analyze the overall structure of Romon's spell at this moment.

And on Romon's side, after having used up several barrels of special potions with an average value of less than 70,000 to 80,000 gold galleons per barrel, the familiar yet unfamiliar alchemy array in front of him was still half completed.

But at this moment, Flitwick's eyes suddenly widened.

As if they had seen some incredible scene, Professor McGonagall, Professor Sprout and others on the side also showed the same astonished expressions.

"Severus, what are you doing?!"

In the direction where the eyes of several people gathered, they saw Snape, still wearing a black wizard robe, lying on the edge of the alchemy formation regardless of his appearance.

Like a black dog, he was lying on the ground, sniffing the liquid that Romon had sprinkled on the stone slab in front of him with a serious look on his face, sniffing gently.

He didn't even consider that the direction he was lying in right now was Romon himself.

"Suck, suck, suck..."

Romon turned his head slightly, and Elizabeth on the side was ready to step forward and throw this wretched guy Snape aside.

But Romon shook his head to stop him.

"Do you smell something?"

Romon knelt down and asked softly with a meaningless smile on his face.

But Snape, after taking a few more deep sips in silence, slowly closed his eyes and pondered for a moment.

"Ye Qi's blood...but it's not pure. It should be Ye Qi's blood that has been processed, with at least twenty kinds of herbal tissue added..."

"There are also mermaid scales, not many, and they should all be deep-sea mermaids... When did you go to Bermuda?"

"There are also some things that I can't name... This aura looks like a dark creature, a ghoul? No, it doesn't look like...

Romon's eyes showed satisfaction.

Finally, my bottle of [Dream Time Rewind] was finally figured out by this half-blood prince, but it was a pity... With his potion learning ability, it was already very good to be able to do this.

Any more, I'm afraid it will take some luck.

"It's vampire blood, but unfortunately, I didn't find a pure vampire, so I could only borrow some of Miss Wednesday's blood."

Romon spoke calmly, but unexpectedly took the initiative to answer a question for the other party.

Just now, Snape had accurately stated the ingredients in dozens of these potions. Unfortunately, the distance from the total number was only more than one-tenth.

As for the ratio of the ingredients...

Romon shook his head in his mind, let alone Snape, he was currently using the magic potion for divine alchemy.

It is completely equivalent to the existence of nuclear weapons in the wizarding world. Its complexity requires a very small component.

Moreover, when the potion itself is sprayed, it must also be combined with the corresponding magic spell to consolidate the magic power.

Even if he makes the formulas of these magic potions public.

Without alchemy and medicine machines like those in his Palace of Truth, gathering the world's top potion experts would never be able to come up with something like divine alchemy.

He shook his head slightly and ignored Snape, who was deep in thought. It was obvious that he had something on his mind.

Under the watchful eyes of Professor McGonagall and others, after more than an hour finally passed, Romon finally completed the preliminary preparations.

Then, a thought came to him.

Suddenly, a huge, terrifying black spider, three to four meters high, suddenly appeared in the center of the alchemy formation.

"Oh! God!"

"Oh my God, Romon, did you do this?!"

Professor McGonagall, who had no preparations and had never seen Arachne before, were frightened by the sudden appearance of the huge spider monster.

Especially when they saw the hairy dozen or so huge eyeballs and a beautiful face with closed eyes, Professor McGonagall and others couldn't help but become cold when they looked at Romon.

Another brand new, powerfully transformed magical creature.

Professor McGonagall and others couldn't help but swallowed when they thought about the terrifying strength of Elizabeth, the last product of divine alchemy, who was standing not far away from them.

Among them, Professor McGonagall even thought about the radical remarks made by Romon and himself before.

The worries in my heart became more and more intense.

According to their statistics, only three bottles of the [Devil's Magical Heart] potion were redeemed by Gryffindor's little wizards.

Among them, the bottle belonging to Harry Potter was basically destined for his cousin Dudley Dursley.

However, the two subsequent little wizards chose to sell it.

Now the magic potion has been lost.

Professor McGonagall and the others really couldn't imagine what would happen behind this.

And just when they were thinking wildly, intense waves of magic power suddenly came from the alchemy formation.

"Oh oh oh! Master, can I finally be like Senior Elizabeth and be with you every day? I'm so happy and excited..."

Listening to the shrill female voice that gradually became distorted, Romon could already feel the strange looks from Professor McGonagall and others behind him.

Even if Miss Wednesday is not a pure vampire, she is still a human being to a certain extent.

But, later, with snakes and spiders...

"His!"

The corner of Romon's mouth twitched, but the current situation was not the time for him to complain or explain. He took a deep breath and entered the state of divine alchemy.

Intense dark energy surged from all directions.

The pitch-black shadows turned into fierce oceans at the feet of everyone, converging towards the [Evil Weaver Arachne] in the center, making the latter seem to have become a bottomless pit that constantly swallowed darkness.

In just the blink of an eye, a rumble like the roar of a celestial body came from the other party, causing Professor McGonagall and others to quickly retreat...

The powerful magic traction seems to swallow up everything around the opponent's body, except Romon.

And as this magic power gathers, it becomes stronger and stronger.

The eyes of the femme fatale face located slightly above the spider's abdomen slowly opened a slit, and as time went by, the eyes gradually opened.

When Arachne's eyes opened completely, everyone felt their minds spinning.

As if without realizing it, he had appeared under the jaws of a ferocious spider monster, and was about to become

The meal in the other person's mouth.

"No!!!"

Mrs. Huo Qi, who was in charge of the flight control, as the weakest person present, was the first to show signs of collapse under this powerful mental pressure.

Romon frowned slightly without saying anything.

The next moment, Elizabeth, who was in charge of "protecting the law," frowned and waved her jade hand.

In an instant, Mrs. Huo Qi turned into a black shadow, like a meteor, instantly cut through the night sky and disappeared in the desert area.

This scene even scared Professor McGonagall and others to gasp.

You don't even have to change your appearance, but just use this powerful wind spell to blow people out of the entire desert?

Do you want to be so cruel?

Fortunately, as everyone withdrew from a certain area, the mental oppression that Arachne inadvertently released also restrained itself.

Soon, as jet-black spider threads appeared out of thin air, entangled Alaniko in it, and then turned into a huge spider cocoon, the frictional fluctuations finally became more and more intense.

The king.

It didn't make everyone wait too long, just half a day.

As the spider cocoon was suddenly torn open by a sharp insect foot.

A spider-banshee full of magic and evil style appeared in front of everyone.

The slightly cyan skin is delicate and delicate, and the plump and tall figure made Professor McGonagall and other women turn their heads and look at Luo who was adjusting his condition with strange eyes.

Mongolian.

As the spider cocoon shattered, it turned into bursts of pure dark energy areas.

Arachne's body gathered into a layer of sexy dark golden armor, and the dangerous aura that hit her face made Professor McGonagall and others put away their strange thoughts.

Under the gaze of everyone, magic power surged.

Arachne, who was half human and half spider a moment ago, has transformed her lower body into human legs.

The thickness of the golden ratio seems to be naturally wrapped in a thin layer of black silk, a dark golden war skirt that does not even reach the knee.

"Owner!!!"

Romon only felt that he had gone dark before, and the next moment, a strange feeling swept through his body.

And Professor McGonagall only felt a sudden spin.

When he came back to his senses, he had somehow returned to the [Warcraft Fortress and Doll Village].

After a brief moment of astonishment, Professor McGonagall's face turned green and red.

"Bah! What kind of hobby does this guy have? Why does that guy Newt have such a godson?!"

In Malfoy Manor.

0.4 The sound of clinking wine glasses was accompanied by bursts of laughter from everyone.

"Hahaha, Ronald, don't be so formal. Now that you have joined Slytherin and quit the Weasley family, we are our own people from now on."

"That's right! Don't worry about the manor. Although we failed in this year's [Wizard Canyon] duel, your performance is definitely quite outstanding. I believe that next year

At this time, [Pure-blooded Snake] will definitely be the winner!"

"Hahahaha, yes, Jason, have you finally accepted our Mr. Ronald?"

Surrounded by a group of high-level officials from pure-blood wizard families.

Although these people were all speaking with compliments, at this moment Ronald felt that every pore in his body was exuding an uncomfortable feeling.

He understood that despite his outstanding performance in the [Wizard Canyon] duel, in the eyes of these people, he was just a high-level fighter of the [Pure Blood Snake].

These people are just using themselves, except Draco Malfoy, who has a proud expression on his face and is as cheerful as a fool.

Thinking of his plan tonight, Ronald didn't feel anything about the leaders of these pure-blood families, and even Lucius didn't feel the slightest bit guilty.

Only Draco Malfoy was in front of him.

The relationship between the two of them is definitely pretty good now.

At this banquet, it seemed that he was worried that he would be embarrassed, and the other party accompanied him thoughtfully throughout the banquet, helping him introduce these people, and taking him around the manor.

"Stop making these hypocritical gestures. Throw away these useless things. What you need is strength..."

"Ronald, put on the invisibility cloak you stole from your friend, it's time for us to take action..."

At night, while staying in the exquisite guest room of Malfoy Manor, Ronald heard Voldemort's urging voice. .