Hogwarts: My Dark Lord Simulator

Money is needed for food, clothing, housing, transportation, potions and props.

Moreover, the simulator is actually very expensive!

It smells like a goose factory.

Zhang Huowang twitched the corner of his mouth, and in extreme anger, Zhang Huowang kept rubbing his body with his hands until two clay balls took shape.

"Little cutie, come here."

The owl tilted its head, walked up to the boy, and swallowed one by mistake.

Kazilan's two big eyes suddenly widened, looking at the young man in front of him in disbelief.

How could he be such a dog?

The owl flew away, cursing, and for three years it refused to deliver letters.

Zhang Huowang felt a lot more comfortable. He simply said hello to the obese director of the orphanage and went out to make money.

It is impossible to work part-time, and it is impossible to work part-time in this life.

Moreover, it is indeed difficult for an 11-year-old Chinese boy to find a job in London, an exclusive city.

But it is not impossible.

Such as loan sharking.

Sonia's Credit Guarantee Company, not far from the orphanage, is located in a dark alley in lower London.

"Nine in and thirteen out. The principal is five hundred pounds. It will be returned in one month. If there is no problem, please sign and fingerprint."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Huowang picked up the five banknotes on the table and turned away with a stroke of his pen.

He is destined to be very busy today, but he has no time to deal with this kind of blood-sucking insect.

A burly man lazily held a cigar in his mouth and looked mockingly at the young man's retreating back.

Should a child without a job get a loan?

On the day he joined the company, his boss Punk once asked him such a question.

The answer is of course.

Isn’t that kidney money?

...

For three consecutive days, Zhang Huowang visited all informal credit companies in London.

A total of £[-] was raised.

As for those IOUs, he had already burned them to the ground.

Why do you have to pay back the money you borrowed based on your ability?

Besides, I am wreaking havoc behind enemy lines and contributing to the construction of the motherland.

Don’t forget, Xiangjiang has not returned yet.

In front of the Leaky Cauldron, Zhang Huowang subconsciously looked at Dongfang, his eyes in a trance.

motherland...

In his previous life, Zhang Huowang was a well-known white-collar worker in the financial industry, and he was also well-known in the industry.

Being in such a field full of illegal operations, he naturally cannot be called a good person, but he considers himself not a bad person either.

Beautiful cars, beautiful women, good wine and delicious food, everything that should be enjoyed is enjoyed.

Looking back now, what I can't let go of the most is not only my elderly parents, but also the children in the [-] Hope Primary Schools he has funded.

Zhang Huowang shook his head, stopped thinking about it, and started to walk through the door.

The young wizard pushed open the door and walked in. In the dark and quaint bar, the wizards who had been sitting there had long been accustomed to it and did not even look at them. They were still talking about the Harry Potter they had seen a few days ago.

Ha, the Boy Who Lived.

"Aha! Another future member of the wizarding world, what do you want?"

"How about butter beer?"

The bar owner Tom's eyes lit up and he showed a malicious smile.

Zhang Huowang smiled softly and declined Tom's proposal. He currently only had pounds in his pocket.

However, he was quite curious about how many gold galleons Tom had in his pocket.

Damn it, the alienation of capital from people.

Zhang Huowang shuddered and quickly walked around the bar counter of the Leaky Cauldron and went straight to the small patio surrounded by walls.

If nothing else, the bricks above the trash can are the passage into Diagon Alley.

"Count three up - count two across and tap the wand three times on the wall."

With three gentle taps of Lupine's wand, the wall burst open.

The legendary Diagon Alley comes into view.

It was exactly like the scene in the previous movie, with a faint smell of honey filling the air.

Zhang Huowang walked towards Gringotts without squinting his eyes.

"Hello, where can I do the money exchange service?"

Zhang Huowang smiled brightly and looked at the little fairy in front of him.

It's so cute, I really want to dissect it.

The goblin glanced up, then lowered his head and continued working on the account book in his hand.

If there is anyone whose status is lower than that of goblins in the wizarding world, it is the Chinese.

They have almost no well-known wizards, and they can't cast decent spells.

Although this little wizard spoke with an authentic London accent, his shabby clothes and typical oriental temperament fully exposed his origins.

The image of a poor wizard with no background was quickly sketched out.

The fairy Figuro laughed in his heart.

Above fairies, everyone is equal, and below fairies, everyone is hierarchical.

Zhang Huowang's smile was still bright and he asked twice again.

The elf Figuro continued to ignore.

"Oh, you guys..."

Zhang Huowang sighed and joked: "Why do you always like to push me?"

Figuolo sneered, raised his head and was about to speak, when he received a sharp slap on the face.

"Bitch, let me ask again, where is the money exchange business?"

Zhang Huowang smiled brightly and gently touched the goblin's forehead with the wand in his hand.

Although he didn't know why the goblin dared to be rude to him, after that battle, there was no way the goblin would dare to take action against the wizard.

This is the iron law!

Even though he is just a Chinese-American little wizard who came from an orphanage.

There was silence all around, and a group of male and female witches and wizards looked at each other in surprise.

Figuro looked at the boy angrily and coldly.

"Not convinced?"

Zhang Huowang possessed himself next to the goblin's ear and whispered inaudibly: "Avada..."

It was clear that he just wanted to tease, and he hadn't finished reciting the spell, but the meager magic power in his mind couldn't wait to pour into the wand.

What's happening here?

I am a born Dark Lord?

In the past few days, he has not tried black magic. Instead, he has been trying the simplest fluorescent spell.

Unlike in the movie, the little wizard can cast spells just by chanting them.

In the real world, the casting of spells is inseparable from gestures, spells, and the accurate mobilization of emotions.

Zhang Huowang's face turned pale, and he tried hard to suppress the turbulent thoughts in his mind and the resistance of the wand in his hand.

The tip of the wand finally glowed with a tiny bit of green light.

WTF!

I'm not going to Azkaban, am I?

"Sir! I'll take you there! I'll take you there right now!"

The elf Figuro screamed in horror.

Who knows where a little wizard came up with the death-killing spell and let the goblin live?

The green light dissipated, and under the crazy resistance of the wand, Zhang Huowang finally withdrew the spell.

It was Lupine's wand after all.

Zhang Huowang thought, still maintaining an elegant smile on his face, nodded reservedly, and took back his wand.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and only Snape, who happened to be passing by, still stood there, staring at the boy's retreating back.

He didn't see the green light, but the murderous intent and indifference in his bones...

Snape rubbed his greasy hair in confusion and murmured: "The Dark Lord?"

It's so similar!

No, it’s more murderous than the mysterious man!

After all, Snape didn't follow him, and just drank a bottle of demulcent to suppress his shock.

I am a Potions Master, so it is normal to carry some demulcents with me.

He thought back to the freshman admissions list he had seen at the end of July.

After confirming that there were no Chinese, I let out a long sigh of relief.

One Quirrell was enough to annoy him.

Fortunately, this kid didn't go to Hogwarts.