Hogwarts: The Drugged Lord, Enemy Of Wizards

"A mandatory investigation by the Ministry of Magic found that during the nearly hundred years when the goblins were in charge of Gringotts, a total of more than 1,700 gold galleons were secretly embezzled from greedy wizards."

"Most of them come from families that have lost their descendants of wizards, and...the sale of some wizarding contraband in Knockturn Alley."

"Hiss, this is simply...unbelievable."

In the Hogwarts restaurant, Harry, who was eating while looking at the contents of the Daily Prophet he had subscribed to, forgot to chew for a moment.

now.

In these newspapers, the Minister of Magic Fudge, holding a large amount of evidence of the goblins' secret crimes, appeared in person and made a statement in front of a group of British wizards that "wizards' banks should be controlled by wizards themselves."

"Do you also think this is incredible? In fact, no one thought that even if Minister Fudge hadn't suddenly ordered a search of Gringotts, none of us would have even known that these dirty goblins had secretly robbed Gringotts behind our backs. So much wealth”

Entering the restaurant, Draco, who happened to be passing by Harry Potter, paused and spoke softly.

He even ignored the strange looks from the Gryffindor lions around him and pushed the red-haired Ronald aside and sat next to Harry.

"Harry, it seems like nothing to you, but I know from my father that you are definitely lucky and a lucky guy."

Harry Potter blinked in confusion.

Hermione, who was sitting opposite, suddenly spoke.

"If you hadn't awakened your wizarding talent, or if you hadn't attracted the attention of the wizarding world because of what happened back then... Harry, you might have been secretly assassinated by the goblins in Gringotts."

"Walter?!"

Looking at Harry Potter, whose expression changed drastically and he was obviously startled, Draco pointed to a line in the newspaper in his hand.

"The goblins in Gringotts have a wide range of connections. In addition, the goblins are a race inherited from the ancient times of wizards. They have many methods that we don't know about, such as trace detection by the Ministry of Magic. They have nothing to worry about at all. ."

"And people like you, Harry, whose parents are both wizards and unfortunately passed away, leaving behind a descendant of wizards who have not yet awakened their wizarding talents, will undoubtedly become their target, as for their purpose.

"Without the heir, no one will be able to withdraw these gold Galleons from Gringotts in the future."

Harry Potter:""

When Hagrid took him to Gringotts, he thought of the inheritance his parents left for him. It was a small mountain, and it looked like tens of thousands of gold galleons.

If it weren't for the scar on his forehead, I'm afraid that he would have become the target of those ugly goblins as Draco said.

At this moment, Harry Potter finally felt the true meaning of what Hermione said more than once, "The wizarding world is a life-and-death Shura field."

Seeing how lively they were chatting, Ronald, who was pushed aside, couldn't help but interrupt.

"My family has withdrawn all the savings in Gringotts. Harry, if I were you, I would definitely withdraw the money as soon as possible. After all, Gringotts will lose its goblin management next. What are the specific requirements? What to do, no one knows yet..."

However, such a kind reminder immediately attracted unabashed ridicule from Draco on the side.

"Ha! Poor Weasley, do you really think that everyone's savings can be carried away in a small bag like yours? Harry Potter's parents were also very good wizards back then, and as their only Son, Harry alone has more wealth than your entire Weasley family.

Such merciless ridicule made Harry Potter wave his hands in embarrassment.

Draco completely ignored Ronald, whose face was flushed with anger and embarrassment written on his face, and looked at Harry in front of him again.

In the entire Hogwarts, if there was anyone whom Draco could regard as a friend.

There is no doubt that Harry must be ranked first.

Especially now that both of them have become "snake whisperers".

There was something interesting and new that he always wanted to be the first to share with Harry Potter.

"Don't worry about your savings. Let me tell you, this is the latest news. I know it from my father's letters. Next, the Ministry of Magic will take over the operation of Gringotts, and... Romon Professors will also join in and be responsible for guidance!"

"Walter?! Professor Romon? He, he actually knows how to open a wizard bank?!"

At this moment, everyone momentarily ignored Ronald who was humiliated and looked at the proud Draco in shock, in disbelief.

Hearing this, Hermione, who was sitting nearby eating and reading, curled her lips.

"Compared to the banking industry in the Muggle world, the banking operation model in the wizarding world is simply a disaster."

"Although Professor Romon's father is a Muggle, he has a very large industry in the United States, such as banks... Professor Romon's family has it, and it is said that the scale is not small."

"Even when I was at home, I read in the London Times that the value of Professor Romon's father's bank was enough to buy the whole of London."

"Hiss... Oh my God, this is so crazy!"

At this time, even the young wizards who had no interest in the Muggle world in the past gasped in shock.

Draco, who was completely unaware of the news, finally showed a shocked expression.

Although they had no idea about the wealth of the Muggle world, adjectives like "buying the whole of London" immediately gave them a relatively clear idea in their minds.

And right here in the Hogwarts restaurant, the young wizards were intensely discussing what happened in Gringotts.

at the same time.

Hogwarts Headmaster's Office.

Dumbledore's figure flashed and appeared in the office in an instant. However, when he saw the figure who had obviously been waiting in the office, his expression changed.

Professor McGonagall was seen looking at Dumbledore who had just returned with a gloomy expression.

"Albus, I can feel the scent of goblins in you that cannot be concealed... The Ministry of Magic sent an alert notice to Hogwarts, saying that some goblins successfully suppressed Gringotts. Escape.”

"If I remember correctly, you know the structure of Gringotts' treasury best."

"Why do you do this?"

Seeing Professor McGonagall not even giving himself a chance to explain, he was already completely sure of what he had done that night. Dumbledore pondered for a moment and could only nod and acknowledge his actions.

"Minerva, I do all this for the wizarding world. Go and have a look at Gringotts. The bloodstains at the gate cannot be cleaned now. Hundreds of goblins are fighting in this conflict... ..."

"That's their own fault!"

Before Dumbledore could finish speaking, he was rudely interrupted by Professor McGonagall.

I saw the other party take out a wrinkly, even slightly moist document from his arms and place it on Dumbledore's desk.

"Albus! Some people deserve mercy, but some people deserve to be burned by the flames of hell countless times in hell! Look! Open your eyes and see, who are the people you saved? It’s amazing how much we’ve done!”

"These children, they were all supposed to appear on the admission book one or two years later!"

"Because of those dirty guys you saved! Their names appeared on their tombstones when they were very young!"

Dumbledore picked up the paperwork on the table. On it was a piece of information about the descendants of the wizarding family, some from recent years, and some from a long time ago.

Without exception, they all died in various accidents due to various accidental reasons before awakening the wizard's talent.

Then their original family line was completely severed.

If the misfortune of these people before could be attributed to accidents, as all the dirty things behind these goblins in Gringotts were exposed, the so-called coincidences also revealed their original truth.

"Tell me where you hid all those damn goblins, Albus, and I can pretend that you were kind to the wrong people at the wrong time.

Professor McGonagall asked coldly. However, after looking at Dumbledore who slowly read these documents, he raised his head and stared at himself calmly.

The emotion in this old friend's eyes was so cold and unfamiliar.

"Sorry, Minerva, the power I can borrow is getting less and less. The goblins are a pawn that I can't give up.

McGonagall:

After a long silence, Professor McGonagall took a deep breath.

"To fight against Romon?"

Dumbledore nodded. However, just when he was about to use his years of friendship with the other party as a bargaining chip to draw McGonagall to his side, Professor McGonagall had already taken a step back and slowly opened the door.

He walked out of Dumbledore's office without looking back.

"Albus Dumbledore, I won't denounce you, but... from now on, you are just Albus Dumbledore, the Headmaster of Hogwarts, not the White Wizard Dumbledore!"

night.

Following another tumble, Romon finally relied on his powerful magic support and his body's strong recovery power to once again knock down the stubborn beauty snake god Elizabeth.

He glanced at the backs of the layers of beds illuminated by the moonlight.

Romon took a deep breath, feeling unprecedentedly fresh and uplifted.

Looking at the quiet Hogwarts Castle outside the window, Romon couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

Regarding the battle he had launched today, with the virtue of that old guy Fudge, Romon was 100% sure that with his support, this guy would definitely choose to attack Gringotts without hesitation.

Even in the two ridiculous days between him and Elizabeth, it is very likely that this matter has been dealt with.

"Haha, I have only been out of Azkaban for two or three months. I have nearly half of Hogwarts under my control, and the Ministry of Magic is now in my possession. Professor Dumbledore, how are you going to deal with it?"

After standing by the window for a while, he casually put on a nightgown and walked out of the bedroom. He saw the same Wednesday walking out of his room.

Seeing the other party snorting disdainfully, turning around and walking outside, Romon didn't give this little goth loli any chance to be a little naughty.

He stretched his arms forward, and the next moment he directly hugged the opponent.

"Romon Kowalski, I'm warning you, if you dare to leave me on the bed where the snake woman lay, I will never let you go!"

Romon raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly.

"It seems that you don't like to solve the next thing in bed. So, what do you think of the moonlight by the window?"

Wednesday:

****???"

Early the next morning.

On Romon's side, he walked out of his Palace of Truth refreshed and alone. He was in a good mood and prepared to go to the Hogwarts restaurant to enjoy the admiration of the little wizards. At the same time, from these little wizards, When harvesting a wave of information from [Dharma Temple].

A sneaky figure at the palace door immediately attracted his attention.

"Silver, His Majesty the Silver Demon King..."

Looking at the cowering Filch, Romon instantly remembered what he had promised to him before. Unfortunately, he had been entangled by Elizabeth, that evil snake goddess, for the past two days. Just after last night, he met another little boy who needed training. Witch.

On the contrary, he forgot about the other party.

There was a flash of light in his hand, and a dark purple glass bottle the size of nail polish appeared in Romon's hand.

while casually throwing it into the opponent's hand.

Romon, who had just taken a few steps out, seemed to have thought of something. He took out a checkbook out of thin air, scrawled a check, and handed it to the excited Filch in front of him.

"After using my potion, you will learn how to serve the Palace of Truth from now on. First of all..."

Romon stretched out his hand and pointed at the other person, with undisguised disgust on his face.

"Take this check and go to London to tidy up yourself. You should look like a noble wizard, instead of looking like a tramp in London..."

Seeing Romon's leaving figure, Filch immediately knelt down on the ground in excitement, wanting to say some words of thanks, but in the end, he could only burst into tears.

Regarding Filch, Romon didn't take it seriously.

Although the other party is also responsible for patrolling Hogwarts, and his job is to catch little wizards who don't sleep well at night and run around.

But the other party's ability did not have any impact on Romon back then.

There is absolutely no sense of disgust like Romon had when he was targeting Bloody Balor.

Romon went to the restaurant and enjoyed the admiration and praise of the little wizards. At the same time, he felt that the [Dharma Temple] in his mind was increasingly filled with books and knowledge, and a bright smile bloomed on his face. When smiling.

In an underground secret room at Hogwarts.

Dumbledore, on the other hand, looked at a stone in his hand that looked like broken glass mixed with a lot of impurities with a troubled expression, his eyes flickering.

Magic stone.

Something that my old friend Nick Mele asked me to keep for safekeeping.

However, now, when he thought about the terrifying Romon he would face next, Dumbledore had to think carefully again no matter how unwilling he was.

It was the suggestion of Grindelwald, his good friend who is still imprisoned in Nurmengard.

"Make some progress on some things that you couldn't compromise on before."

Dumbledore pondered. After hesitating for a moment, he finally pondered and slowly stretched out the magic stone in his hand towards the Mirror of Erised in front of him.

After a ripple, he used a magic spell to hide the magic stone in the magic mirror.

In the next few days, I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional.

Dumbledore once again summoned a group of professors from Hogwarts, and set up some so-called magical mechanisms to protect the Philosopher's Stone in a secret room in Hogwarts.

The meeting ended. Snape looked at Dumbledore leaving with confusion.

Professor McGonagall doesn't want to care about anything about Dumbledore now, he just wants to manage Hogwarts well and develop well.

As for Professor Flitwick, he has recently been completely immersed in the research and study of the magic theory given by Romon, and cannot extricate himself, even though Dumbledore said that the thing to protect is a very important magic stone.

Still no big reaction at all.

Among the crowd, perhaps only Quirrell, who was possessed by Voldemort, excitedly began to report today's events to Voldemort at night.

"Master, why do I feel that this so-called protective magic stone is like an obvious trap?"

"Did we get exposed?!"

Voldemort gritted his teeth in anger when he saw that the waste he possessed looked like he was about to be in trouble when Dumbledore didn't even react.

"Idiot! Calm down, of course this is a trap, but I'm afraid the purpose of this trap is not simple..."