Hogwarts: The Drugged Lord, Enemy Of Wizards

No matter how collapsed and exaggerated Wenda Rozier's expression was when she got the resume from Queenie.

When this resume appeared on the desk of the principal of Durmstrang Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Grindelwald, who was sitting in the principal's seat, had the same expression on his face at this moment.

He must admit that if the magic potions delivered two days ago allowed his subordinates, especially Anton Vogel, who was about to die of old age, to extend their lives and increase their strength, it would only make him confused. At most, he would give a word of praise. Interesting words from Romon, the Silver Demon.

Now they clearly know that what they will do in the future is to overthrow him or even eliminate him.

He even dared to send his parents over and serve them as professors at the Magic Academy in good guise.

Even people like Grindelwald, who have been involved in black and white for most of their lives, have no idea how to reconcile Romon. No matter how they think, they can't figure out this kind of thing.

He turned his head and looked at his good friend Dumbledore sitting on his right.

The latter frowned. As the then principal of Hogwarts, Dumbledore also frowned and shook his head slightly. It was obvious that he really couldn't understand now.

Turn your head and look to the left.857...Okay.

The moment he saw the ugly face of Brati beside him, the thought of "catch the couple and coerce the Silver Devil" was almost written on the face of the stupid goblin.

Grindelwald has directly classified these idiots into the same level as the trolls.

In the future, combat and logistics can be left to these goblins, but in terms of general decision-making, Grindelwald directly sentenced these guys to death.

Regardless of the various brainstorms Grindelwald and the others were having at the moment, Queenie, the blond sweetheart with an elegant figure and the biggest source of Romon's good looks gene, was sitting in front of the principal's desk.

But he smiled sweetly at the former colleagues around him.

"Mr. Abernathy, I am relieved to see that you are still healthy. By the way, we have been married for so many years and we are still so happy..."

Looking at Queenie, who had an innocent smile full of sincerity and show off, and whose face was still the same as it was twenty or thirty years ago, and who was still youthful, the latter was talking at the same time while pulling the fat face of her husband, Jacob, the unelected talent.

The two stick together.

Seeing this, Abernethy was instantly stunned.

The brain instantly lost its ability to cope, it was completely instinctive, and a smile appeared on his face.

He nodded hurriedly, a little embarrassed and embarrassed.

"Bless you, Goldstein, oh no, it should be Mrs. Kowalski..."

Queenie nodded with satisfaction and looked at herself. The only person sitting in a wheelchair at the scene, the former German Minister of Magic, Anton Vogel, also straightened up.

Because they had just received a gift from their son Silver Demon King two days ago, they had received two years of vitality.

Anton Vogel's smile was more sincere.

"Mrs. Kowalski, you are still as young and charming as before, both in mentality and appearance. Congratulations, it seems that you have gained true love."

However, what no one expected was such sincere praise.

But it instantly made the smiles on Queenie and Jacob's faces brighter.

Queenie happily fumbled around in her small bag with the space extension spell. The next moment, a bottle of potion that was very familiar to everyone was pushed into the hands of Anton Vogel by Queenie.

"Oh, Mr. Vogel, thank you for your blessing. I'm sorry that I couldn't invite you to our wedding that year. However, please do this. We will become colleagues in the future, so please take care of me... …”

A group of members of the Wu Cui Party: "..."

Subsequently, Queenie had no social barriers at all, and actually started a passionate conversation with these former members of the Dark Lord.

Everyone has been completely caught up in each other's rhythm.

Unconsciously, I sent all kinds of blessings and smiles to this traitor of the Wu Cui Party (cgca)...

"Damn it, why are you so polite to this traitor? She betrayed us back then and ruined the leader's major event!"

"Are you talking about me? Carrow, if I remember correctly, you didn't like her back then. Why are you laughing now?"

"I, I can't control it, I don't know what I should do, you are all echoing this woman..."

The scene was strange, and the Wu Cui party had never thought that the emotion of embarrassment could really lead to people seeking suicide.

Fortunately, at this time, Grindelwald finally spoke and interrupted their "reminiscing about the past."

"Mrs. Kowalski, let me get straight to the point. Tell me your purpose, or what is your son, Mr. Silver Demon King, asking you to do?"

“Divide us from within?”

Grindelwald glanced at his men, and with a look, Anton Vogel, who had obtained another bottle of "The Thief's Treasure", instantly stopped smiling.

Unexpectedly, when asked such a question, Queenie stroked the hair on one side of her face with a little embarrassment.

"Mr. Grindelwald, you are overthinking this. We just find it interesting... If there is a purpose, I think we are here for a vacation."

Grindelwald:

Farke!

What kind of weird thing is this family?!

Originally, he had thought of several excuses that the other party might use to cover up, and Grindelwald had already thought of words to respond to this, but it was Queenie's words at the moment that seemed to be full of incredible and nonsensical excuses.

But it really left everyone present speechless.

Queenie seemed to see that the other party wanted to refuse, and Queenie smiled slightly.

"Mr. Grindelwald, don't worry, we will definitely do our duty. Don't worry that we will interfere with your affairs. On the contrary, we know that Durmstrang Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Beauxbatons and Hogwarts are going to be here this year. Jointly organize the [Wizard Canyon] finals.

"We are really looking forward to it. What could be more interesting than leading the team you taught to defeat all the wizard teams under your son?"

Grindelwald, Dumbledore, members of the Wiccan Party:

Finally, Grindelwald took a deep breath, and after looking at his good friend, he finally pressed the seal in his hand onto Queenie's resume with a bang.

The next moment, it was Jacob's turn.

I saw him straighten his back, showing the aura of a business tycoon in the Muggle world.

Facing Grindelwald, who had his wand pointed at his nose, he did not show any weakness at all.

He raised his nostrils: "Silver Demon King, Myson!"

Grindelwald's hand holding the seal tightened slightly:

boom!.