Hogwarts: The Drugged Lord, Enemy Of Wizards

The Palace of Truth.

Romon's newly opened, underground part of the Palace of Truth.

A series of strict and mysterious magic arrays are placed in a mysterious angle and position.

Once someone enters here, they can see all kinds of magic props or sacrifices.

Among them, there are Bibles from the Holy See's Vatican treasury, funerary objects from ancient tombs in the mysterious ancient countries of the East, or the body parts and blood of some special magical creatures.

And in this strange and dim underground palace, the deepest part is restricted and surrounded by a magic circle.

"Ho ho ho!"

The roaring sound, accompanied by the clanging sound of chains, echoed here.

Romon stood outside a huge cage, and inside was a humanoid monster that was bound by chains from all directions, falling completely in mid-air, and its limbs were completely restricted.

Surprisingly, it was the hell ghoul that was summoned after trying [Psychic Spell·Gate of Hell] for the first time, and was supposed to do something for Romon after receiving the sacrifice from Romon.

At this moment, he sadly became the subject of Romon's personal observation and study of hell conditions.

【Dharma Temple】

"[Research on the Blood of Hell's Magical Creatures (19% Completed)]"

"[Hell Ghoul Fang Research (87% Completed)]"

"[Ghoul language research (25% completed)]"

"[Conjecture about the nature of the Gate of Hell (100% completed)]"

"Master, if we lock this guy here, will it really not attract the attention of other guys in hell?" Arachne stood behind Romon with some worry.

Hearing this, Romon immediately sneered.

If he had the same concerns before catching this ghoul, he has been carefully studying the body and soul of the guy in front of him these days, like peeling off the cocoon.

He completely dispelled this concern.

"Don't worry, this guy is just the most common ghoul in hell. There are at least hundreds of millions of existences like him in the whole hell. It's just one missing one. I don't think the demons in hell are there yet. As for being so free...~"."

"Ho ho ho!"

The hell ghoul was still roaring, and its ferocious mouth covered with plaque opened wide, revealing the yellow-black, jagged and disgusting teeth inside.

However, such an offensive and reckless behavior made the smile on Romon's face become even brighter.

His mood is absolutely as good as ever at the moment!

Completed the research on [Psychic Spell: Gate of Hell], and successfully summoned a magical creature from hell.

Even though he was just a guy who was so useless that even a young wizard like Harry Potter could defeat him on his own, Romon was still very excited.

If nothing else, it was the trace of [Hell Breath] I got from the three-headed hell dog Neville.

Now, with his unremitting efforts, it has successfully become the door to a new world.

Just like Columbus who discovered the New World.

Everything about hell filled Romon with curiosity and desire.

When I think about it, I can completely channel a large number of increasingly powerful magical creatures and even undead from hell for research.

Romon couldn't help but glance at the layout of the underground palace.

If you want to capture more powerful hell creatures, for the sake of safety, this place needs to be heavily reinforced...

After Romon determined the target, he then sent a list to his younger brother, Cornelius Fudge, the British Minister of Magic.

No reason was given, just that they were asked to help collect the above things.

"Mr. Minister, with all due respect, many of the items on this list are contraband in the wizarding world confirmed by the International Department of Magical General Administration. Romon wants so many more. He

"boom!"

"Arthur Weasley! I think you haven't realized how serious your situation is right now, right? How dare you point your fingers at high-level affairs?!"

In the office of the Minister of Magic, Candari Fudge, who had just put away a letter in his hand and a box that obviously contained several bottles of magic potions, had a smile on his face.

After hearing the voice of Arthur Weasley standing in front of him, his face instantly darkened.

Sitting next to him, Crouch, who is still serving as the Director of the Department of Magical Law, also looked cold.

"Mr. Weasley, it seems that you have not realized the seriousness of the problem. Well, let me tell you that after a high-level decision by the Ministry of Magic, you have been removed from your position as Director of the Department for the Prohibition of the Misuse of Muggle Items in the Ministry of Magic."

"Go home and undergo further review by the Ministry of Magic's Investigations Department."

"Walter?!"

Arthur Weasley's expression changed drastically: "Why? I, I didn't make any mistakes..."

On the side, Cornelius Fudge, who carefully put away the gifts Romon gave to these loyal men, suddenly snorted coldly.

"Yes, our Mr. Weasley does seem to be fine for the time being, but... Mr. Weasley, can you tell us where your son, Percy Weasley, who was expelled from Hogwarts, is now?"

Arthur Weasley's expression suddenly changed, and the next moment, Cornelius Fudge had already thrown out a stack of photos.

"We don't expect you to be able to answer this question, but I think you know the two people in the photo, right?"

Arthur lowered his head, and then after seeing the figure in the photo, his face instantly turned pale.

Two figures, one is his son Percy Weasley, and the other... is the fugitive criminal Rubeus Hagrid who is also wanted by the British Ministry of Magic.

"Hmph! Arthur Weasley, the rest of the Weasley family are not allowed to leave the British wizarding world for even a step, and the Auror Operations Department will also monitor you.

Burrow.

After Arthur Weasley handed over the work, he returned to his home dejectedly (to Li Hao). When he heard the sound, Molly Weasley came down from the attic.

"My dear, I'm counting the time. I have to pay for the floo network at home again. These damn vampires have actually increased their prices this year. They..."

Arthur looked dejected, looking at his wife who was asking for money, his lips trembled twice.

The briefcase in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Dear... I have been dismissed from the Ministry of Magic."

Hogwarts Slytherin Lounge.

Draco Malfoy paced back and forth with a gloomy face, gritting his teeth and kept saying a name.

"Harry Potter, that thief! How on earth did he steal things from our manor? No, we can't let that guy get the treasure in the secret room just like this!"

He suddenly turned his head and looked at Ronald, who looked slightly dazed.

"Ronald, I hope you can help me this time!".