Hogwarts: The Drugged Lord, Enemy Of Wizards

"Zizzizi..."

Strange sounds accompanied by white-gold clouds filled the whole place, and the smell of magic potion that soaked people's hearts instantly shook everyone's spirits. Even the comatose wizards slowly opened their eyes one by one.

"Walter, what is this."

"My arm, ah! Damn it, be gentle!"

"Linda! Linda, thank God, you are okay, wuwuwu..."

"What happened to us? I remember that I should have been beaten out by that bastard Silver Demon King."

"Oh my God, what on earth is this? My injuries are recovering quickly, even the broken bones are recovering..."

Looking at the wizards who were lying on the ground in a mess, they woke up one after another like corpses, and the ones with minor injuries were able to stand up freely.

Dumbledore, who had been holding the Elder Wand a moment ago and looked like he was going to execute Romon on the spot, stayed where he was.

What he experienced on this day was more exciting than in his entire life.

In fact, he couldn't even remember how many times today he was shocked and speechless by the young boy in front of him.

"Is this the power of the potion?"

Dumbledore didn't understand, but who of those present could understand even if they saw the whole process?

As for the Auror Team of the United States Ministry of Magic, Captain Smith has been completely stunned.

"Captain, captain, are these people alive?"

The problem of one Auror team member was now also the problem of the vast majority of people present.

In the battle with Romon just now, none of them could see that Romon was showing mercy.

The terrifying monster waved its terrifying tentacles, and more than a dozen people were thrown away like cannonballs. The huge force even made small human-shaped pits on the ground.

As for the seriously injured people in the pit, they were treated unilaterally by these people as a matter of course.

Already "died in battle".

However, even if they are not killed in battle, they must be seriously injured that require long-term treatment and recovery in bed. Nowadays, seriously injured people of this level are appearing as if they are fake corpses at the scene.

One after another, they slowly sat up.

When the white golden clouds completely disappeared.

Except for the potholes that could be seen everywhere at the scene, and the Norwegian Spinosaurus that was not on the treatment list of Romon's potion, almost everyone looked dull and in a daze without reacting.

Today, they seemed to be having a big battle with the Silver Demon King back then.

Moreover, the battle was unilaterally crushed by the other party.

But, how come I can still be alive and kicking here?

Except for some dull pain in some parts of the body, no injuries could be found.

"Is this really an effect that magic potion can cause?" Smith didn't understand, but there was one thing he was sure of.

From today on, the Silver Demon Lord Romon Kowalski will become one of the top figures in the entire wizarding world, possessing such a terrifying talent in potions.

It is so terrifying that it can even be said to be equivalent to the strength of today's Dharma God.

Smith could already imagine that the United States Ministry of Magic would have to pay a huge price for neglecting Romon.

"Hey, but who would have thought of such a thing?"

The American Ministry of Magic must not have expected it. After all, the British Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, was trembling the moment he walked in front of Romon.

Even look at the opponent's knees that are constantly bending slightly.

If there weren't too many people here, it wouldn't be impossible to just kneel down to Romon.

"Silver Lord, no, Mr. Kowalski, I, on behalf of the British wizarding community, would like to apologize to you. What happened today was due to the negligence of the management of our British Ministry of Magic..."

Listening to the other party's spineless words, the British wizards around them, even though their hearts were filled with all kinds of humiliation, had no choice but to shut up and remain silent at this moment.

Romon withdrew his strength, so they can still stand here alive today.

If Romon is cruel enough.

It is not impossible that the British wizarding world will be destroyed from now on.

The people who came here today are all adult wizards, and their children are still waiting for them at home.

Looking at the British wizards whose spines had been broken by him, Romon showed a sneer on his lips, looked around, and finally looked at Cornelius Fudge in front of him.

He stepped forward and patted the other party's shoulder gently.

"Minister Fudge, since it was a misunderstanding, now that it is solved, it will naturally be nothing."

Looking at Fudge who nodded repeatedly and smiled, the corners of Romon's mouth raised slightly.

"After all, as a professor at Hogwarts, I will continue to live in the British wizarding world. I will need more care from Minister Fudge in all aspects, don't you think?"

"What?!" Fudge was horrified.

"You, you won't return to the American wizarding world?"

Looking at Cornelius Fudge, who was almost crying, and the British wizards around him who seemed to have seen a ghost, Romon chuckled.

"Hogwarts is my spiritual home. I have studied in the British wizarding world for several years and been imprisoned for more than ten years... Minister Fudge, you will not force me to leave my first home. Second hometown, right?"

Fudge: "......"

Dumbledore: "......"

No one expected that Romon, the god of plague, would not leave even though he had beaten everyone in the British wizarding world so hard?

Everyone felt like their heads were instantly shrouded in a dark cloud.

Some families with children studying at Hogwarts immediately decided to transfer their children to other schools. After all, if the Silver Devil suddenly went crazy.

Even if Dumbledore was present, he might not be able to save their child.

Lucius, who was struggling to support each other with several other pure-blood wizards, and stood behind the crowd, when he heard that Romon was going to stay at Hogwarts, he immediately decided to let his son Draco go elsewhere. magic school.

However.

Romon seemed to know what these people were thinking.

Calm words, due to a thunder in the dark night.

Exploded in everyone's ears.

"If I knew that there was a little wizard who didn't come to school... As a professor, I wouldn't mind a home visit. After all... I'm a very conscientious person."

Looking at the smile on Romon's face, everyone felt for a moment that the nightmare was not over yet.

On the contrary, the real nightmare has just begun.

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