People are in Hogwarts, start summoning Tailu beast

Carl: "???"

"Senior Denny, I don't quite understand what you mean!"

"Lord Carl, I, Denny Lestrange, am willing to offer my loyalty and follow you until the day I die!" Denny repeated what he said firmly.

The reason why he suddenly became so determined was because when he was just talking, he accidentally glanced at a few books on Karl's desk.

Body modification?

Fantastic animal blood fusion?

These are extremely high-end black magic knowledge, and even the Lestrange family's treasure house does not have many such books.

Already starting to study these in the first grade, Dandney couldn't imagine how high Carl would reach in the future.

Dandney didn't know when the mysterious man came into contact with this knowledge, but it certainly couldn't be so early!

"Senior Dandney, I think you misunderstood me. I just want to collect some protection money!" Karl looked at Dandney, a middle school student, and rubbed his forehead in distress.

No, I just want to collect some protection money. How did you think of me as the "Dark Lord"?

"Your Excellency, you are so wise!" When Dandney heard this, his face was immediately full of enthusiasm: "What we need most now is money. Only with money can we do things easily. Protection fee is such a wonderful word!"

"Not only Slytherin, we can also collect protection money from Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw!"

“With money, we can do a lot of things!”

"Even in..."

The more Dandney thought about it, the more excited he became, as if he had already seen Carl coming to the magical world and becoming the most important right-hand man of the "Third Generation Dark Lord".

Slytherin's emphasis on glory was clearly demonstrated in Dandeni at this moment.

"Shut up!" Karl saw that Dandney was getting more and more outrageous and hurriedly whispered to stop him from continuing.

Are you still collecting protection fees from the four major colleges?

Come on, tell me what you think!

Is it that Dumbledore can no longer hold the wand, or is it that my mother, Professor McGonagall, is too old to walk?

"Yes, sir, I understand." Upon hearing this, Dandney stopped talking about "Karl's grand plan" as expected.Then he lowered his head mysteriously and whispered.

"Sir Carl, please forgive me. I was too excited. I have never seen anyone as wise as you!"

"Your Excellency, you must be thoughtful. This matter can only be done in secret and cannot be known to the professors. Don't worry, I will make those little wizards who pay protection fees shut up!"

Carl: "????"

No, no matter what I think about, I will think carefully about it!

I just want to extort some money from you little rich people to continue upgrading the "bionic armor"!

"No, what I want is..." Karl thought about explaining.

"Don't worry, sir, I understand what you mean. The plan must be carried out slowly and steadily, starting with Slytherin. I will let others understand the situation!" Karl was only halfway through what he said. Dan Denis immediately showed an expression of understanding.

He left the library in a hurry without leaving a word.

He couldn't wait to help Lord Carl build the prototype of a magnificent empire.

Karl looked at Dandney's leaving back, always feeling that the latter was shining with a sense of sacred mission. He was about to stop Dandney and tell him clearly that he was not a "Dark Lord" Woolen cloth.

The librarian, Mrs. Pince, cast a stern warning look. The conversation between Dandney and Karl just now had aroused her dissatisfaction. Although she did not hear clearly what was said, in Mrs. Pince's view, the library The museum is a place for little wizards to learn.

Forget it that Karl was picking up girls in the library just now, but now he is still entangled with a man?

Now the little wizard, tsk!

"Little brother, you still say you are an ordinary person?" Mrs. Pince did not hear what Dandney said clearly, but Penello heard it clearly.

At this time, Penello looked at Karl with brilliant eyes, almost giving him a red heart.

What kind of charisma is this to gain the allegiance of the senior class in just a freshman?

Do you dare to say that you don’t know martial arts?

"Senior Penello, this is a misunderstanding!" Carl looked helpless: "As you know, Slytherin always has some little wizards with abnormal brain circuits. It's not surprising that occasionally one can't figure it out!"

"I'll just go back and explain it to him."

"Sir Karl!" As soon as Karl finished speaking, another woman's voice came from behind. She also used the honorific title "Sir" as soon as she opened her mouth.

Carl turned around and saw that it was Slytherin's prefect, Gemma Farley, followed by two Slytherin sixth-grade students.

At this moment, Gemma Farley's expression was a little hesitant, as if she was too embarrassed to speak easily.

"This is a gift from the three of us to Mr. Karl!" Gemma Farley also took out a bag with the "Invisible Stretching Spell" and placed it on Karl's desk.

"And we have a merciless request. I hope Lord Carl can agree."

Karl grabbed the pocket and felt the weight, and then a bright smile appeared on his face.

He has always been very tolerant of his sponsors!

Now that she has paid the protection fee, all the unpleasantness in the past will be wiped out, and Karl will not target her again.

"Senior Farley, I'm very pleased that you made this wise decision. I'm actually a very talkative person!"

"So Mr. Karl has agreed to let us become your followers?" The faces of the female prefect Gemma Farley and the two people behind her immediately showed surprise.

Carl: "???"

No, when did I agree?

Didn’t we say that we will no longer target you?

"Thank you, sir, we will not let you down!" Gemma Farley and the other three swore their loyalty to Karl with solemn expressions and then left the library with their heads held high, as if they had just completed some great undertaking.

Only Karl was left with a confused look on his face...

"Junior, what do you say about this?" Penello on the side blinked again, looking at Karl with a look that almost melted people.

Three more!

Gemma Farley is the female prefect of Slytherin. She is considered one of the best students in Hogwarts. She has always been arrogant and does not take others seriously.

Although the Farley family is not among the "28 Holy Pure Blood Families", they still have considerable influence in the British magic world.

If nothing happens to an outstanding student like this, it will be easy for him to join the Ministry of Magic after graduation.

"Well, as I said before, there will always be hundreds of millions of little wizards in Slytherin with abnormal brain circuits. It is reasonable to have a few more." Karl felt that something was wrong with the development of the situation.

Is it possible that these Slytherin students have Stockholm Syndrome?

Yesterday, they were hung from the ceiling all night, and today they rushed up one by one to swear allegiance?

"Really? Junior, look back..." Penello pointed behind Carl.

When Karl turned around, he saw several Slytherin snakes standing behind him who were hesitant and hesitant to speak.

"Master Karl, we..."