Hogwarts: The Drugged Lord, Enemy Of Wizards

"Azkaban?! Is there something wrong with my ears?!"

"God, I must be crazy. It's okay for Professor Romon to want to establish a new academy, but why... You should also hear the name Azkaban, right?"

"What the hell is this? Isn't Azkaban the prison where Professor Romon was once imprisoned?"

The young wizards present, in the nearly two years since Romon appeared at Hogwarts, their own acceptance ability has definitely improved by an unknown number of levels.

Even during this period, after reading in the newspapers about the various threats and persuading the Silver Demon King's camp to surrender by the International Federation of Wizards, they had already behaved very calmly.

However, at this moment when Romon said this new command.

The little wizards in the entire restaurant looked stunned and stunned.

"Zero ninety-seven" Hermione sat in the Gryffindor's seat, her mouth wide open cutely, looking at Romon who was smiling in disbelief.

"Why is this happening? Is Professor Walter Romon kidding?"

Hermione, who only cares about becoming a powerful being like Romon, the first thought in her head at this moment is that Romon is joking, but with the other person's strength and status.

Even if it was a joke, there seemed to be no problem.

However, it only took a few breaths for her and some of the young wizards present to have such a conjecture.

"Crash!" With a sound, the door of the restaurant was suddenly opened from the outside.

When everyone turned around in response, they saw a group of figures in green and blue uniforms, neatly accompanying Filch when he opened the door.

With neat steps, led by Mr. and Mrs. Adams, who were said to be Miss Wednesday's parents, he walked into the restaurant with his head held high and a smile on his face.

At this time, even Tina and Newt, who were sitting next to Romon and had succeeded the deans of Gryffindor and Hufflepuff colleges respectively, were shocked by Romon's efficiency.

How long has this been?!

It had only been less than a week since I told them about this matter, right?

At this time, students from the new branch have been recruited?

Therefore, it is very possible that Romon had already had an idea about this matter very early on. When several people looked at each other, they all took a breath.

"Harry! Harry! Look, look! That girl, what the hell is that? Look at her people!"

As if he had seen something incredible, Neville Longbottom anxiously pulled aside Harry, staring at Snape with unblinking eyes.

The latter turned around and saw a girl with short blond hair, a sweet smile and fair skin at the front of the crowd.

Just one glance, and Harry's expression couldn't help but reveal something strange.

However, the next moment, when he looked in the direction of Neville's finger, his face showed a trace of throbbing, but it suddenly disappeared.

There is no doubt that they are a pair of very beautiful little hands, and there are even nail polishes of different colors on the nails, as bright as a rainbow.

However, at this moment, the nails on the hands are constantly expanding and contracting with the girl's free control...

Hermione also immediately noticed the difference between these people.

"She is a werewolf? Wait... God, is this so-called Azkaban prepared for these monsters, these children of other races?"

Hermione originally wanted to say "freak", but then she remembered that Miss Wednesday was a vampire, so she changed the title.

However, some of the little wizards present now noticed the strangeness of these newcomers, and their reactions were indeed different.

Some of the more traditional little wizards looked at these people with disgust.

However, many people's eyes are filled with curiosity and inquiry.

For example, Malfoy, who was sitting next to Slytherin at the moment, couldn't help but look at these people.

"Ronald, it seems that Professor Romon plans to teach magic to these guys with special blood. In this case, it seems that we will encounter a lot of trouble if we want to realize the dream of wizard nobles in the future.

Malfoy said this, but the excitement in his tone could not be concealed.

Now, with the start of the global wizard war in their family, his father also has the blood of the Snake Whisperer. According to his father's letter, his points can be redeemed for another place immediately.

In this way, his mother can also become a snake whisperer.

In fact, Malfoy was already prepared for this. After the matter was completed, he immediately wrote to his father and asked them to work hard to find a younger brother or sister for him...

Ronald's eyes, covered by a dark strip of cloth, were also looking at these people. There was no doubt...

He knows better. For example, these people's future deans will inevitably cause many people today to lose their composure.

Thinking of this, Ronald couldn't help but glance in Harry's direction, glanced lightly, and then shook his head in disappointment.

Today's Harry, without the help of Dumbledore and Snape, has nothing particularly outstanding, except for the advantage of having the blood of the Snake Whisperer.

They are no longer on the same level as him and Malfoy.

But Hermione

Ronald learned the Soul Curse from his teacher Voldemort, and was very good at the level of perception. He could feel that Hermione's own strength was very good, and she seemed to be hiding a lot of things.

His eyes turned to Romon.

"You must have noticed that every student of Azkaban Academy has a special bloodline. In the past, apart from some basic uses of bloodline, these people did not use magic at all. possible."

"But starting from today...little wizards, I must tell you seriously, soon you will realize that your opponent is coming!"

The eyes of everyone present were sizing each other up, however, just when everyone was looking at each other.

Romon's teasing gaze glanced at Snape0.0.

"Andnow~ Let me formally introduce the first dean of the Azkaban branch, Professor Tom Riddle. Of course, you may not know this name.

Then let me talk about his other name. "

"We invite our first director of Azkaban Academy, Professor Voldemort!"

"Walter?!"

"Wow!"

The side door behind him suddenly opened, and amidst the dark evil magic, a figure wrapped in a black robe floated in.

Snape's body instantly shot up on the spot, and the expression on his face was anything but Jingdong.

He stood firmly in front of Lily beside him.

Voldemort had an evil smile on his face, and when he saw Snape reacting so violently, his smile became even more impudent.

Are you sweating profusely? Professor Snape~".