Hogwarts: The Drugged Lord, Enemy Of Wizards

"Senior Tom Riddle wants to study things in hell, why don't you come and tell me?"

They looked at Romon who suddenly appeared at the door and looked at them with a smile.

Ronald, who was sitting in his seat and carefully reading the new [Soul Curse] created by Voldemort, was so frightened that he jumped up on the spot.

The whole person couldn't help but look towards the window for an instant.

"Comeon~ Mr. Ronald, I thought you should at least be able to calm down a little bit. It seems like your teacher needs to work more on you.

Romon said with a smile, but his plain words immediately made Ronald's movements stiffer.

Cold sweat started to flow down the pale cheeks at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Compared to Ronald, who was extremely gaffe-like at this moment, Tom Riddle was obviously much calmer at this moment. Although he was also very surprised by Romon's sudden visit, he was still concerned about the fact that the other party knew about his existence.

Tom Riddle never had any doubts.

"Thank you, Professor Romon, for your concern. As you said, Ronald does need more opportunities to grow. After all, it is indeed unsteady to be so shocked."

"It is destined to fail to achieve great things."

Tom Riddle's flounder-like face caused Romon to twitch the corner of his mouth slightly, and coughed lightly, trying to become serious.

However, this small move was immediately noticed by Tom Riddle.

Although this kind of thing had happened to Dumbledore more than once when he was possessed by Professor Quirrell when he was still at Hogwarts and went to meet Romon.

However, a year later, I once again saw the other person holding back a smile after seeing his face.

The magic power on Voldemort's body could not help but tremble slightly.

"Damn, in my current state, at such a close range, I should be able to hurt this shameless guy with the most powerful soul curse, right?

Tom Riddle's eyes flashed, and his heart was full of malice, but his hands were very obedient, clasped together in front of him.

"So, at this time, His Majesty the Silver Demon, without thinking about how to resist Dumbledore's attack, actually came to me in the mood. Could it be that he wanted to get some kind of assistance from me?"

"I heard the news that Grindelwald has been released by that old guy Dumbledore. If it's for this reason, I can't agree to it, but...****

"Is our Majesty the Silver Demon willing to collude with a Dark Demon like me?"

Romon could naturally hear the slight, harmless sarcasm in the other party's words.

Smile lightly.

"Senior Tom is indeed worthy of you, but you are only half right. I hope you can help me, but of course, I am not asking you to help me fight.

The smile on Romon's face made Voldemort somewhat unpredictable.

As if thinking of something, he raised his non-existent eyebrows.

"Are you planning to replace Huang Mao, who is in charge of the Black Cube Defense Department? Calculating the time, it is indeed time for that position to be replaced..."

It was said to be a replacement, but in fact the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts was cursed.

This curse causes professors in this position to have various problems every year.

However, it is a pity that this so-called curse has no possibility of having any effect when Romon is in charge.

Seeing Romon shaking his head again, Tom Riddle was completely confused this time.

Seeing the other party's reaction, Romon finally had no intention of showing off.

Smile slightly.

"I'm going to set up a new branch called the Azkaban Branch, which will be used specifically to train the descendants of dark wizards and those magical races like werewolves and vampires, professors and the like.

I will select some from among the Truth Society. "

"In addition, I have already prepared the person responsible for collaborative management, but now this plan requires a dean as the representative of the entire college."

Voldemort:

:"......"

What kind of director of the Azkaban branch? Why do I think it's you, who thinks my presence in Hogwarts is an eyesore, and wants to put me in Azkaban?

How could he come up with such a ridiculous excuse.

For a moment, Voldemort didn't even know how to respond. Ronald, who was standing beside him, acted stiffly and pinched his thigh hard.

"Hiss! It hurts!"

Not a dream?!

Romon was not surprised at all by the two people's reactions, he just smiled and spoke again.

"I know that you devoured the evil spirit from hell, which has made your current soul body very well strengthened and grown. This is a very good direction to become stronger. I also look forward to what heights you can reach in the future."

"As for other things, whether you want to go against me in the future or what other choices you have, I don't care."

"But if you are willing to take this position, I can give you the same authority as Snape, allowing you to use the materials of hell creatures produced in the dark forest.

Romon looked at the thoughtful Voldemort, and suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and smiled.

"By the way, Senior Tom, there is some news that I think you should know... Our Professor Snape has completed research on the curse of resurrection of the dead. Just recently, he will try to resurrect and be killed by you. Ms. Lily Potter."

"To a certain extent, this shouldn't be good news for you, right?"

Voldemort:w

When Romon hummed a tune and returned to the Palace of Truth, everyone, whether it was Elizabeth or Wednesday, could tell (De Zhao) that Romon was in a good mood.

And just as Romon expected before he came to visit, Voldemort had no reason to refuse.

"Hehehehe, Professor Dumbledore, you have the Dark Lord, and I also have the Dark Lord."

"I wonder which one is stronger, the second-generation Dark Lord Tom, who has transformed a lot under my influence, or your Mr. Grindelwald?"

Time flies, and a week has passed.

Leaving aside the back-and-forth between the external Truth Society and the International Federation of Wizards, on this day, a huge piece of news swept across the entire Hogwarts in an instant like a strong wind.

Draco Malfoy had just arrived at the restaurant early in the morning when he couldn't restrain himself and suddenly shouted.

"Professor Snape, Professor Snape is going to hold a resurrection ceremony!"

Zhit’s mother!”

Harry Potter and others sitting at the Gryffindor table: "???".