Hogwarts: The Drugged Lord, Enemy Of Wizards

Hear Ronald's words.

Bill, who originally disliked his younger brother for not being able to help him at all, nodded in agreement without any hesitation.

Watching Bill taking his two twin brothers, holding the [Wizard's Book] in their hands, and hurried in the direction of Gryffindor, Ronald stood there and looked at their backs, with a "good brother" smile on his face Disappear slowly.

"Haha, collecting candies for you? Bill Weasley......"

A disdainful snort came out.

Taking out his own [Wizard's Book], Ronald looked at the new page with a map of Hogwarts on it. They are located in the red marked positions in the student areas of the four major branches.

Slytherin's snake, Gryffindor's lion, Ravenclaw's eagle and Hufflepuff's badger are marked on the map.

Obviously, that is the location of the [Academy Special Monster] that Silver Demon Lord Romon mentioned, and you can get massive rewards after killing it.

However, Ronald only glanced at it, thinking about what he was looking for on the map.

After a while, as if he had made some kind of decision, he immediately headed in one direction.

Hogwarts Dining Room.

Romon was sitting in the principal's seat, enjoying the massage from Elizabeth's weak and boneless hands. As for our Miss Wednesday, with her character, she still couldn't behave like Elizabeth in the presence of outsiders. move.

At this moment, he was looking through a book on the principles of magic spells that Romon had taken out with a serious look on his face.

However, unlike Romon's ease and ease, Professor McGonagall and others were not relaxed for a second at this moment. From time to time they would glance towards the door of the restaurant, fearing the next second.

Several young wizards carried the seriously wounded and ran in in panic.

However, it seems that he is afraid of what will happen.

A burst of rapid footsteps suddenly came from the door of the restaurant under the nervous gaze of Professor McGonagall. "817"

Professor Sprout suddenly stood up nervously, and then.

"Mr. Weasley, what happened? Is someone injured?!"

Seeing Ronald Weasley, who was panting and obviously running all the way, Professor Sprout immediately stepped forward to ask anxiously.

Ronald shook his head in confusion.

But he couldn't help but look towards Romon, who was sitting in the principal's seat.

They had also seen the battle outside Hogwarts just now, and at this time, Romon, the winner and honorary principal, sat in that position without any scruples.

So what will happen in the future is self-evident.

Thinking of this, Ronald couldn't help but swallowed again.

Professor McGonagall also breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Ronald say that no one was injured.

"So, Weasley, do you want to withdraw from this so-called Halloween event? If so, I will send you back to Gryffindor's dormitory immediately, and I will cast a spell to prevent those monsters from breaking in and disturbing your rest... ….”

However, just as Professor McGonagall was talking dutifully, Ronald, who came back to his senses, hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands.

"No! Professor McGonagall, you misunderstood, I, I will not withdraw from the event... I am just here to get some things."

With that said, he quickly came to the dining table under the gaze of all the professors.

With a clanking sound, he put a sharp knife into his arms.

On the Gryffindor side alone, Ronald collected at least five to six hundred table knives, and this was even when he couldn't hold them all.

Ronald looked at Ronald with a pile of table knives wrapped in a tablecloth and chewing a piece of chicken roll in his mouth.

Professor McGonagall and others were a little confused by his actions.

However, Ronald didn't pay any attention to the gazes around him, and just dragged the package in his hand with difficulty and headed out of the restaurant.

Just when he reached the door, his footsteps stopped.

Looking back, he looked firmly at Romon, who was sitting in the principal's seat.

"Principal Romon, I am a red-haired Weasley, but I will definitely prove to you that I am not a weak Weasley!"

Romon raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I look forward to your performance. In my case, opportunities are fair to everyone who works hard and dares to take risks.

Watching Ronald, Professor McGonagall and others leaving, they were all nervous.

However, with Romon, the Silver Devil, sitting here, they couldn't even leave the restaurant, not to mention what stopped them.

But at this moment, Ronald was dragging a pack of table knives along the way, heading in one direction with a clear goal.

Along the way, I looked at Ronald, who was chewing chicken rolls and dragging a package behind him.

Almost everyone immediately cast a strange look.

Some people immediately gave Ronald the ridicule he was used to.

"Hahaha, look, we are collecting candies from monsters, but our Weasley is scavenging!"

"This is Weasley, their wizarding robes are passed down from generation to generation."

"Hmph, get out of here! Dirty Weasley!"

Ronald didn't say anything. From the moment his parents gave the bottle of [Golden Galleons Law] to his eldest brother Bill, they had to endure the gap brought by this family because of poverty.

Ronald has already undergone a huge transformation at the spiritual level.

In the past, such ridicule might have caused him anger and shame.

But at this moment...

He swallowed the chicken roll in his mouth with some difficulty, wiped his mouth casually with the sleeve of the wizard's robe, and Ronald continued to drag his package in the direction of the target.

Soon, there were fewer and fewer people around, and the dust on the floor became thicker and thicker.

This is an area of ​​the castle that very few people visit in Hogwarts. It used to be some abandoned warehouses and the like.

However, feeling the slight vibrations coming from the ground at his feet, Ronald's eyes suddenly brightened.

The moment a giant monster wearing armor and holding a mace appeared in front of him.

Without hesitation, Ronald immediately pulled out his wand.

"Split into pieces!"

A magic spell was fired, instead of aiming at the giant monster's head. Instead, it accurately hit the opponent's wrist holding the mace.

With a cry of pain, the mace fell to the ground.

It was at this time that Ronald opened the package behind him with madness in his eyes. The magic wand in his hand shook slightly, and the magic flowed.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

Amidst the clinking sound of table knives, hundreds of table knives slowly flew up in the dim castle corridor, reflecting the cold light.

With another wave of the wand in Ronald's hand, it instantly shot out of the air.

"Roar!!!"

In the Hogwarts restaurant, the corners of Romon's lips curled up slightly.

"Watching" the boy Ronald, after casting a low-end version of the magic spell "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect", blinded a pair of the troll's eyes on the spot, and also escaped the opponent's crazy attack.

He ducked behind the giant monster.

Another move [Flying Curse] "Flying Dinner Knife".

Hundreds of table knives jingled or hit the giant monster's armor, then fell aside in a burst of sparks.

Or it can penetrate deeply into the giant monster's body, causing the opponent to drip with blood instantly.

A chuckle came from Romon's mouth.

In the [Dharma Temple] in my mind, the improvement of proficiency in keywords such as [Principles of Summoning Spells] and [Detailed Explanation of Magical Creatures and Trolls] are second to none.

What makes Romon find it quite interesting is what kind of achievements Ronald, the red-haired Weasley whom he looked down on before, can achieve.

"At least for now, it seems that he is not as hopeless as that good-for-nothing Arthur..."

Looking at the confused Professor McGonagall, Romon smiled meaningfully.

"Professor McGonagall, congratulations, Gryffindor will have another talented little wizard. However, it seems that you will be under a lot of management pressure in the future."

Professor McGonagall was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do.

at the same time.

Hogwarts is located in a dungeon in the direction of Slytherin.

Dumbledore, who was still looking depressed in front of McGonagall and others, suddenly stopped pretending after seeing that there was no one else around except himself and Snape.

"Severus, I underestimated the Silver Demon King. I thought that I could at least find out some of his strength, but currently, he is more difficult to deal with than I expected..."

Looking at Dumbledore being tied up, he still seemed unwilling to give up.

Snape asked suddenly after being silent for a long time.

"Professor Dumbledore, I have always had a question, why did you choose the latter between competing with Romon Kowalski for his contribution to the wizarding world, and using so-called moral constraints and wizarding laws to drive the other party away? Where is the person?"

"You know, this guy Romon, if it was necessary to challenge the British wizarding community before, he would mercilessly execute all the British wizards present.

"I know him, he can definitely do it... Do you really think that this kind of person will be bound by the so-called morality and law?"

Dumbledore, who was still talking about his gains this time with his mouth open, as if he would not die this time and would continue to fight Romon, suddenly became mute on the spot.

Doesn't he know that the most direct and effective way to compete with Romon for influence is to compete with the opponent's hard power?

Of course he knows.

However, no matter how much Dumbledore didn't want to admit it, he was already old.

As the body ages, the inability to sustain magical power becomes more and more obvious during battles.

I'm too old to think about it, let alone letting young wizards start a fierce confrontation with magic spells.

He even wished that these little wizards would throw away their magic wands, and all the little wizards in the world would continue singing "Makabaka" every day

For Romon Kowalski, who had brought such great changes to Hogwarts and the British wizarding world, he had already felt an instinctive fear reaction.

Again.

No matter how much you don't want to admit it, as Snape said, compete with Romon for strength?

Compete for the innovation of that magic principle?

Competing against that powerful magic potion that is like a miracle drug?

Or is it the opponent's ability to create a miraculous palace of truth with just a raise of his hand?

Dumbledore felt that even if he was possessed by Merlin, he would not be as terrifying as him. The existence of Romon Kowalski in this world was outrageous enough...

How could a second one appear?

Looking at Dumbledore who finally calmed down, Snape shook his head slightly.

If before, he still had to consider the Death Eaters, the Order of the Phoenix, and Voldemort who was still hiding there, now he no longer cared about these.

He had only one idea in his mind.

"Resurrect Lily, and then be with each other forever."

"Roar!"

After a weak wailing sound, the Slytherin bathroom looked like it had been demolished.

The giant monster, whose body was covered with signs of purple poisoning and bruised all over, finally fell to the ground with a bang.

And at the moment when the other party fell to the ground, Draco and the others, who had also consumed equally serious magic power, finally relaxed their tense spirits and fell limply to the ground one by one.

"Zarashet... I don't want to go through a second battle with this kind of ghost thing. Wow."

As Goyle, one of Draco's followers, lay on the ground and vomited.

His body was filled with smelly monster bodily fluids.

It was affected in the battle just now.

With the stench lingering, his spells almost knocked Pansy Parkinson flying away several times.

If the opponent didn't have a [Armor Protection·Wind Elf Hand] given by Romon before, when the opponent is about to be attacked, the push effect will be triggered and the opponent will be piled up to safety.

Now Pansy is afraid that the protective spell of the [Wizard's Book] has been activated.

I hastily withdrew from the event.

"Fuck! Draco, I will never team up with this stupid pig again! He almost killed me!"

Pansy cursed angrily, having already learned a lot of swear words from her mother at a young age.

However, Draco at this moment simply couldn't care less about her reaction.

In front of everyone, after a moment, the giant monster was seriously injured and died. A golden energy suddenly rose from his body, and the energy condensed into small treasure chests in the blink of an eye.

They flew into the hands of several people present.

Draco opened the treasure chest almost immediately, and with a burst of light, it bloomed and disappeared.

The treasure chest disappeared, leaving behind a bottle of pitch black potion.

A message appeared on the [Wizard's Book].

"C-level magic potion [Shadow Snake's Dagger]: After being administered to snake magical creatures, it can greatly increase the intensity of the target's venom sac toxin, and can add a magical chaos effect to the original toxin effect.

Draco's eyes suddenly lit up.

Pansy on the side also let out a scream of surprise.

"Ah! What beautiful shoes!"

Everyone turned around and saw a pair of small, dark boots.

Draco looked at Pansy, who was holding the pair of boots that seemed to have the effect of speed blessing, and looked at his two followers in confusion.

How can this thing be so beautiful?

However, at this moment, his followers Goyle and Crabbe were also holding a wizard robe with a strange red cloud pattern, with 0.3 love on their faces.

"Draco! Look, this wizard robe named [Idealist] can actually increase the magic recovery speed by 20%, and it can also activate the floating spell in a short time.

Merlin on top

Goyle excitedly held the [Wizard's Book] and handed it to Draco, but he forgot that no one else could see the content except himself.

Pansy on the side curled her lips.

"You guys are really getting a big deal."

And that's about it.

In a corridor in a remote location of Hogwarts.

With a "bang", the bloody monster's body in front of him hit the ground heavily.

The table knife fragments were scattered all over the floor, clinking and trembling.

Ronald was also watching with cold sweat, his head hit him right between his legs, and he almost missed the giant monster that hit him with a wave of meteorites, and he gasped violently.

After a brief period of shock, he gradually looked at the giant monster that had lost its breath.

Ronald also fell to the ground limply.

And at this time, in a burst of golden light [a treasure box slowly floated in front of him.

Tremblingly, he reached out and opened it.

next moment.

A dead gray magic power instantly shot out from the treasure box and entered between his eyebrows.

In an instant, a huge amount of information, accompanied by bursts of magic power, entered Ronald's body.

The originally empty body began to fill up with magic power at this moment, accompanied by waves of swelling and pain.

Ronald is ecstatic!

My magic power is growing fiercely!

What made him even more ecstatic was the magic spell that appeared out of thin air in his mind.

"A-level curse [Soul Curse·Painful Curse]: By gazing into the target's eyes and reciting the curse, it will cause extreme pain to the target. The more evil thoughts and emotions in the user's heart, the greater the power."

At this moment, Ronald clenched his fists.

He made the right bet!