Hogwarts: The Drugged Lord, Enemy Of Wizards

"I'm sorry, Professor Romon, the normal magic research you mentioned has exceeded the standards jointly declared by the International Federation of Wizards. Not only is your current behavior illegal.

"There are also very serious violations across the British Ministry of Magic, and we have even begun drafting matters related to the dissolution of the British Ministry of Magic..."

In the Palace of Truth, Romon was wearing an extremely casual nightgown. He looked lazily and funny at the official of the International Federation of Wizards who was sitting in front of him with a righteous look.

As soon as the other party spoke, he was filled with a strong sense of authority. Coupled with the power that the other party represented, it would have been someone else, even Cornelius Fudge, the current British Minister of Magic.

They bump into each other.

They are all nervous and worried, but it is obvious that these people really do not understand what kind of ordinary existence the person sitting in front of them at this moment is.

Romon looked at the other party jokingly. These "603" words could be said to be a revealing attitude, which made the old man in charge suddenly feel a sinking heart.

"Professor Romon, your profound knowledge is obvious to all in the wizarding world, and some of my colleagues and I have also been fortunate enough to have used the potions you made. There is no doubt that you are definitely the most outstanding potions master in the entire wizarding world. Home…………"

Listening to the other party starting to put a high hat on himself, Romon still didn't say anything.

"The wizarding world is not big, but I believe there must be a lot of things for you to study. At least, there are many disease problems in the wizarding world today that completely require the help of a great potion master like you."

"Rather than opening the door to hell and introducing the unknown hell into our world, you have more and better ways to change the wizarding world."

"So, on behalf of the International Federation of Wizards, I would like to talk to you here first. I hope you can turn back and give up this evil research, and keep the gate of hell forever..."

What the old man said was very honorable, and he had also fully expressed the attitude of the International Federation of Wizards to Romon. Obviously, for Romon, a powerful and terrifying wizard.

Especially the wizard who can give them a lot of benefits and excellent potions.

They didn't want to break up with Romon just like this, and even sent these people to negotiate with Romon. As long as Romon solved the Hell Gate matter, the subsequent follow-up of this matter would be handled.

The International Federation of Wizards will not interfere.

Professor McGonagall and several other Hogwarts professors sitting next to Romon all breathed a sigh of relief.

Professor Flitwick tugged on Romon's arm.

"Romon, I think what Mr. Palton said is very right. With your ability, there are many places in this world that can be a stage for you to show yourself and change the world. There is no need to introduce a terrible existence like hell to this world. "

The unknown Professor Trelawney, who was standing behind the professors, also had the rare courage to speak in front of Romon and proactively offered his suggestions to Romon.

"Mr. Principal, hell is the source of all curses. Anyone who comes close to it, even gods, will fall..."

Romon simply ignored the blabbering words that had no basis or basis in magic theory.

Professor McGonagall, who was sitting next to Romon, saw that Romon's expression showed no sign of wavering.

He also sighed helplessly, frowned, and looked at Romon incomprehensively.

"Romon, what do you want to do by opening the gate to hell? Don't fool us with nonsense about researching more things. You are indeed very knowledgeable, but you may have already studied everything in the British wizarding world. Study and understand."

"You may even know everything about all the potions, magical creatures, spells and the like in the wizarding world of Europe.

"But you definitely haven't studied the entire wizarding world."

"What is the purpose of opening the gate to hell?!"

This question made everyone's eyes fall on Romon, who was lazily leaning on the sofa. Several wizards representing the International Federation of Wizards also looked at Romon with frowns.

In fact, even they couldn't understand it before they came.

However, for these so-called maintainers of order in the wizarding world.

Romon, however, showed no interest in explaining.

Not only was he not interested in sharing his psychological thoughts with them, but Romon also had no intention of talking about his own sense of accomplishment and future prospects.

If the person sitting in front of him was a being like Voldemort, Grindelwald or even Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel, he might still have the intention to speak.

However, these people...the male lions will not share the joy of hunting and running with the elk, let alone discuss the pleasure of biting their necks with these prey.

Not to mention discussing with them the meaning of personal cultivation of the King of the Jungle...

"Haha, let's be honest, Mr. Palton, if I say no, what can you do?"

Romon's arrogance made McGonagall's eyes widen.

This also caused the expressions of several people sitting in front of him to change.

Among them, a slightly younger wizard with a suit and tie who looked like he was of unusual origin, stood up instantly with a crash.

"Silver Lord, you'd better put away your self-righteous arrogance. Don't think that by controlling a British wizarding world and winning over a group of Death Eaters who were beaten to pieces by Dumbledore, you can attempt to provoke the entire world. You... ..”

"Zizzizi..."

Before the man could finish speaking, the sudden sound stopped abruptly.

Accompanied by bursts of sound like dead wood being burned, and bursts of black ash spreading from the opponent's body.

"Jurechet! Raymond!"

"Damn it! What did you do to Raymond?!"

"God, you madman! We are here to negotiate with you!"

Everyone was instantly horrified. Several people who were sitting opposite Romon immediately stood up and pointed at Romon's head with their wands emitting light.

Beside them, the guy who spoke first was already covered in black, as if he had been burned from the inside.

After the body briefly shed some black fragments, it finally caught the attention of everyone.

With a crash, it exploded on the spot, turned into black ash, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

1.5 "Romon! Are you crazy? You, you killed him?!"

Professor McGonagall and others were also horrified. They did not expect Romon to be so unscrupulous.

kill!

This didn't happen when Romon first came out of Azkaban and challenged the entire British wizarding world, but now the opponent is able to be so calm and composed.

Feel free to kill officials from the International Confederation of Wizards.

However, looking at everyone's horrified expressions, as if they had seen the devil, Romon had a faint smile on his face.

"The ants are not qualified to talk about so-called interests with the dragon. They must either act obediently and pretend that nothing happened, or..."

Romon stood up slowly, and his body was filled with an aura that was like a sea capsizing, coming from the sky, instantly making everyone present break out in cold sweat.

"I'm waiting for the day you take me to the gallows.".