Hogwarts: The Drugged Lord, Enemy Of Wizards

"Professor Romon... Do you think I am not suitable to be a professor?"

Hearing McGonagall's obviously decadent and discouraging question.

Romon is holding a precious wizarding book that has a history of at least two thousand years and comes from the deepest part of the tomb of the Egyptian pharaoh, and is studying the information and descriptions about "death", "curse", "gods" and so on.

He raised his head slightly and saw that he was imitating himself at this moment.

Professor McGonagall, who had taken off his shoes and was lying down on the sofa, raised his eyebrows slightly.

As if noticing Romon's gaze, McGonagall turned his head slightly and snorted dissatisfied.

"Why, does the principal think my sitting posture is rude to you? Your sitting posture is not the way you should be when facing your elders."

Romon couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.

He spoke jokingly.

"Minerva, you are so young and beautiful now, in the most youthful period of women, how do you want me to treat you as an elder, haha...

Hearing Romon gloating about his misfortune and calling his name openly.

26 McGonagall's face turned blue and red again.

Fortunately, there is no one else on this floor except the two of them.

Even the alchemy golem that brought them hot tea and snacks left this floor in a very "sensible" manner.

Romon's strange gaze made McGonagall feel awkward and nervous. At the same time, a feeling of fear and worry inevitably arose in his heart.

"Romon Kowalski! I'm even older than your parents! You'd better call me Professor McGonagall, at least it won't embarrass me!"

Romon shrugged noncommittally.

However, I did not continue to struggle with this issue. Let Professor McGonagall regain his youth and address him so affectionately. It was nothing more than some bad taste of his own.

After all, this beautiful flower who used to be by Dumbledore's side had a deep love for the old glass Dumbledore.

Forcibly tying the other person to his side and leaving more and more traces and changes about himself on the other person's body gave Romon an inexplicable and perverted feeling of turning into yellow hair.

Seeing that Romon's eyes finally calmed down a little, McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief, and then couldn't help but talk about his own problems.

After hearing the other party's explanation, there is no doubt that, just as Romon imagined, the changes that have taken place in Hogwarts, especially the recent events in Gryffindor College, can make the Gryffindor Dean feel huge. pressure.

"Professor Romon, I understand how great the changes you want to bring to Hogwarts are, but...can you think about slowing down the pace a little bit?

Romon crossed his arms across his chest and looked critically at Minerva McGonagall in front of him.

After regaining her youth, the figure of the other party is not as unrestrained as that of Elizabeth, but it is still full of the beauty that a woman should have.

"Ahem..."

Romon's eyes wandered, and suddenly he met Professor McGonagall's eyes that were obviously embarrassed, and he suddenly coughed twice in embarrassment.

Sit up slightly.

Under the gaze of Professor McGonagall's eyes that seemed to be able to see through Romon's despicable thoughts, he pretended to ponder for a long time.

Romon clapped his hands.

With a forced serious look on his face, he pondered.

"Uh... Minerva, I didn't mean not to deal with the problem you mentioned... I definitely didn't mean not to deal with it. What I meant was, oh

Method!"

"Let's find a way..."

At first, the expression on Professor McGonagall's face was quite serious. However, it only took a minute or two.

Her brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

He slapped the table with a "bang" sound.

"Romon! I don't mean to joke with you, please be serious! It's too fast! These reforms of yours are too fast, especially expelling students!"

"The total number of students Dumbledore expelled when he was in office is not as many as you expelled in one year!"

However, as soon as these words came out, Professor McGonagall immediately realized the inappropriateness of his words.

Sure enough, as soon as he turned his eyes, the joking smile that was still on Romon's face slowly disappeared, and his eyes gradually became cold.

He murmured a sneer.

"Haha, Dumbledore, it seems that not only our Mr. Percy Weasley, but also Professor McGonagall miss our White Wizard Professor very much. Haha, an old waste who can only tell fairy tales can actually make you miss him so much."

Romon sneered and shook his head speechlessly.

He stood up slowly and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window on the side. He looked at the entrance of the [Warcraft Fortress] not far away, and saw the figures of the little wizard coming in and out. There was no trace of happiness or anger on his face.

"Professor McGonagall, if this is what you think, then I can only tell you very sorry... You are indeed not suitable to be a wizard professor, or in other words, you are not suitable to be a professor at Hogwarts ."

Romon slowly turned his head, and in the backlit figure, his eyes shone with a cruel light.

"No matter what Hogwarts was like in the past, at least I am the principal of Hogwarts now, and 267 with me, Hogwarts will be the top holy place in the minds of wizards all over the world."

"We teach all the things and knowledge that the wizarding world needs here."

"Every wizard who walks out of Hogwarts in the future will be the most outstanding being. They may be proficient in spells, or they may be good at alchemy and potions, or they may be fighting, or they may be divination...

"But there's just one thing..."

Romon walked up to Professor McGonagall, put his hands on both sides of the sofa where he was sitting, and leaned forward.

The oppressive aura was accompanied by the other party's unshakable eyes.

Professor McGonagall suddenly paused in nervous breathing.

Then I heard Romon speak coldly.

"Hogwarts teaches anything and trains excellent wizards of any type, but it's a pity... we don't train fairy tale writers, especially those who are as talkative as Dumbledore."

Professor McGonagall was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Romon to be so determined.

But just when there was deathly silence here, the shadow at Romon's feet began to squirm, and the next moment, Arachne's figure slowly emerged.

"Master, we found Dumbledore...ah, did I interrupt your good work?".