Hogwarts: The Drugged Lord, Enemy Of Wizards

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"

The shrill howl echoed in the underground space of the Palace of Truth on the second Christmas Eve night when Romon came to Hogwarts and became the principal.

The sound waves carrying evil magic power were blocked layer by layer by the alchemy magic arrays that the screaming people scorned around them, so not even a trace of power fluctuation was leaked out.

"Okay, okay, Mr. Cain, you have been hailed as a dark legend by countless vampire lovers in the world. Our family's Twilight Saga, which was released a few years ago, made a lot of money because of the legend of vampires. A stroke of…”

Romon offered no sincere words of comfort, but his eyes were burning as he looked at the special needle made of special coal-made magic glass in his hand.

"I am working hard to create a new existence that can truly be called a race. Mr. Cain, you should at least not look at me with that impolite look.

"Fake!!!"

"Human wizard, you will not die well! You dare to touch the power that should not belong to you, human being! You will eventually die one day, when your soul enters hell!"

"I swear! I, Cain, will definitely be the first to torture this guy like you! I swear!!!"

The sharp and ear-piercing curses made Wednesday, a vampire beside Romon, look uncomfortable. This suppression of her bloodline gave her a constant urge to feel physically nauseous.

And it was her feelings during this recent period that made Romon decide to start her first research project on Cain.

Put it on the issue of "advancement of vampire bloodline".

If the vampire itself can only be said to be the puppet and slave of Cain, the ancestor of blood, then in part of the information given to Romon by the Temple of Law.

The research he is carrying out at this moment is to truly create a vampire who can control his own life and soul and is completely free from the control of Cain, the ancestor of blood.

A brand new, completely independent and powerful race.

The vampires will be just like in the fantasy works of previous lives, with long lifespans, handsome appearances, and powerful magic and curse powers.

And Romon is very confident, with his knowledge of potions, it will not be too difficult to solve Miss Wednesday's daytime activities problem.

Romon had no reaction at all to Cain's rage and curses.

On the other hand, the 62nd Demon God Valak, one of Solomon's 72 Demon Gods, who was still hanging in a cage like pork in the market, couldn't help but show a complex expression of sadness.

Noticing Romon's gaze, Valak quickly turned his head to the side.

Her limbs have finally grown out recently, but her strength is completely different from when she first came to the world and wanted to devour the soul of Romon, the "sacrifice".

Until Romon took Miss Wednesday and left the dungeon.

Valak didn't even say a word. He just waited quietly the whole time for his colleague, the fifty-third Demon God Cain, to be forcefully beaten by Romon in a way that destroyed the opponent's foundation.

Extract a wisp of the opponent's [Precious Blood of the Ancestor].

Cain's face was pale, but a pair of vicious eyes were staring at Valak, who was also locked in a cage at this moment [wet with blood gushing out after Romon pulled out his fangs.

The spittle sprayed onto Valak's face in the opposite cage.

"Bah! You stupid coward! You are simply embarrassing the Demon God of Hell! Lord Belial will never let you go once he finds out!"

Valak raised his eyelids, but then closed his eyes silently.

madness?

Who is really stupid?

Valak felt indifferent, what was the point of struggling now?

The most important thing is to escape from Romon Kowalski, a monster who should not have been born in the world at all. As for whether he will be punished by Lord Belial in the future?

Punishment is inevitable, but Valak is even more certain.

By then, not to mention Lord Belial, the other six demon kings in hell will definitely focus on this terrible guy Romon, but they will not pay that much attention to her.

To this end, Valak has his own method.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

On Christmas Eve this year, after Professor McGonagall personally came to visit and even paid a little for it, Romon once again satisfied the little wizards at Hogwarts who were looking forward to special events.

Just like last year, a special Halloween event [Silver Devil's Prank Rewards] was held again at Hogwarts.

This time, the rewards presented by Romon were even more exciting than the previous one.

Among them, not only the little wizards of Hogwarts, but also professors like Professor McGonagall could not help but participate in it.

"Come on! Feel the icy embrace of the Tibetan snow monster!!!"

During this festival, Lockhart decorated himself like an aristocratic man going to a ball. When he waved his wand, a terrifying ice-cold snow monster figure rushed towards the magic that Ravenclaw was responsible for guarding in front of him. In front of the eagle333.

A fierce battle started.

At the same time, a similar battle was going on in front of the gate of Gryffindor, Slytherin, and Hufflepuff's academy lounge.

In addition to these, the newly admitted little wizards are also very excited, chasing Halloween monsters throughout the Hogwarts Castle to collect more candies.

And just when everyone in Hogwarts was enjoying this festive event.

Gryffindor lounge, in a girls' dormitory.

"Wow!"

A gloomy wind blew by, and the window was suddenly pushed open by an invisible force. Then there seemed to be a strange noise under the bed.

After a brief moment, there was a sound similar to the movement of a puppet's joints.

A strange, half-human doll suddenly appeared from under the bed. After a brief hesitation, it turned over and got into a quilt.

And on the bedside, there was a person's name written clearly.

"Ginny Weasley"

Valak closed his eyes in the dungeon, but felt a little relieved in his heart.

Her subordinates are demon servants who have committed many tragedies in the world.

[Seven-foot Demon Valak] was barely hidden. .