Hogwarts: My Dark Lord Simulator

These three parchment files from the Department of Mysteries are clearly marked with the word "Top Secret" in red ink.

From the founding of the Warley family 563 years ago to 1991, when Cassandra, the heir to the new generation of the head of the Warley family, joined the Society of Stars, the files record the history of the Warley family in detail.

After excluding most of the insignificant daily content, Zhang Huowang was keenly aware of two unusual records in it.

[In April 1973, in the Time Hall of the Department of Mysteries, the first-level mute Akele detected a huge fluctuation in the long river of time. Together with ten elite Aurors, they went to the source of the fluctuation - the ancestral home of the Warley family. After investigating without results, they returned Ministry of Magic, reporting on daily activities]

[In 1986, the current head of the Warley family, Skana Warley, found his lost six-year-old daughter, named her Cassandra, and declared her the next generation head of the family]

"If nothing else, Cassandra should have been brought over from the river of time by Skarner using a special secret method on that night in April 1973."

"This record in 1986 is just a smoke bomb released by the Worley family to deceive others."

"Cassandra's real age should be 18 years old, not 12 years old."

Zhang Huowang murmured.

According to Cassandra, members of their family have hobbit qualities and are considered adults at the age of 33.

If the Woley family had a secret method of traveling through time, then this trait would make sense.

This is influenced by the passage of time, and this is not a blessing, but a curse.

For ordinary wizards, immortality means watching their loved ones and friends die one by one, and finally dying in loneliness.

This is probably the fundamental reason why the Woley family is not prosperous. They are not suffering from physical problems, but are escaping.

After all, everyone's physique is different. Not everyone is a time traveler like Zhang Huowang, who can play with the world and forget his emotions.

"Why did Skarner take Cassandra back from the river of time? Is it because the curse on her body is not heavy enough?"

Zhang Huowang stroked the little white cat and muttered to himself.

After thinking about it for a long time, I still had no answer, so I had to choose a day to visit the Woley family.

"However, in this way, there is no shadow of death behind Cassandra and she can be reused."

"Meow."

...

The next morning, Zhang Huowang woke up early and immediately went to look for Cassandra.

After a brief exchange of greetings, he taught the vice-president the magic crystal condensation method and asked him to send the first batch of magic crystals to Minister Laifu.

He swore that this was not to be lazy, but to invest his limited energy into unlimited magic.

Moreover, if any large organization wants to develop in the long term, it will only be counter-productive for the founder to interfere in everything.

And Cassandra did not disappoint him. Except for some small mistakes in details in the past few days due to experience, she gradually became more comfortable.

After Zhang Huowang watched the gathering of stars for a while, he became a business owner with a clear conscience and went to London to play with cats and go shopping all day long to cultivate himself.

By the way, I found my dear aunt Gu Shengqiu to talk about life and the operating conditions of the recovered logistics company.

Once a person relaxes, time will fly by. In the blink of an eye, June is here.

On this day, there was a heavy rainstorm in London. Although early summer had arrived, the weather was still a bit cool after dusk.

On both sides of the Queen's Road, Muggles of both black and white castes were wearing slightly thick coats of various colors and walking in a hurry.

Fiennes took off his dark brown leather jacket, wrapped it around the black suitcase in his hand despite the rain, and walked quickly into an unnamed alley.

The wet asphalt road reflected the colorful lights and also reflected Fiennes' pale cheeks with a complex expression.

As an elite Auror, he did not go on duty today, but took a leave of absence. After taking care of his family, he came to find the place where the pure-blood parliament would be stationed.

After walking for about 5 minutes, Fiennes looked around vigilantly and made sure no one was around before taking out his wand and pointing it at the red brick wall in front of him.

"Araho Cave is open!"

With a low roar, a crack appeared in the middle of the wall and slowly expanded.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

Before the crack opened to one foot, Fiennes rushed in impatiently. When the wall closed, he breathed a sigh of relief and the fear in his heart was relieved.

He straightened up his appearance and walked quickly into an ordinary room.

Inside the room is a huge round mahogany table. Under the dim light, the intact patina reflects dozens of gloomy faces, old and young, male and female.

"Fiennes, why are you here so slowly!"

An old man slammed the ruby-encrusted scepter in his hand. His knuckles were delicate but could not hide their age. They looked bloodless due to excessive force.

"Sorry, Mr. Speaker!"

After giving an apologetic salute, Fiennes did not sit down. Instead, he took out stacks of thick envelopes from his suitcase and placed them in the hands of each congressman one after another.

The front photo of the envelope clearly showed Zhang Huowang's handsome face with oriental characteristics.

"It looks really delicious."

A young woman with a hot figure and a sexy black dress couldn't help but lick her scarlet lips. She looked only 23 or [-] years old.

The old man stamped his scepter hard again and roared: "Mina Rohr! Put away your slut face!"

"Today, only 28 of my 22 holy families are still in the Pure Blood Council!"

"The glory of pure blood is fading! And you are licking your lips at pictures of your enemies!?"

"Yes! Lord Aibo!"

Mina shuddered and calmed down.

Aibo looked around with satisfaction and said coldly: "Then, the 583rd meeting of the Pure Blood Parliament begins."

"Fiennes, you are the representative of the Flint family and one of the people who know this Mudblood best. It's up to you to introduce the situation."

Speaker Aibo paused, glanced at the old man who was third to his left, and continued: "Ollivander, you are here to supplement."

Ollivander nodded slightly to show his understanding.

In fact, he didn't want to join this pure-blood council that was almost in name only. However, his long-dead father never forgot the glory of pure-bloods during his lifetime and forced him to make an oath to maintain the glory of pure-bloods throughout his life.

Ollivander knew very well that times had changed.

Grindelwald's Holy Blood Alliance had already caused heavy damage to the Pure-Blood Parliament, and the rise of the International Confederation of Wizards had put the Pure-blood Parliament in an extremely embarrassing situation.

Since the direct descendant of the Gaunt family, Tom, who calls himself Lord Voldemort, took away a large number of followers from the Pure Blood Council, the influence of the Pure Blood Council has been declining day by day.

Now, even the Ministry of Magic, the puppet they once supported, has almost escaped their control.

According to Ollivander's idea, don't go out and dance if you can survive.

It's a pity that these people are still stubborn and even...

Are you trying to deal with Zhang Huowang, who is privately dubbed the third generation Dark Lord in the British wizarding world?

Ollivander looked at the slightly mocking handsome face in the photo, feeling a little bitter in his heart.

Ever since the end of April, when the Ministry of Magic began to use a currency called Gold Galleons, which actually contained strange energy, as employees' salaries, the wizarding world had been in chaos.

Not only can these new versions of Gold Galleons be used as energy, but more importantly, wizards have discovered that they can use these Gold Galleons to enhance their magic power.

This kind of thing that goes against the long-term knowledge of wizards frightens the pure-blood family.

If a wizard's strength was no longer linked to bloodline and age, there would be no need for pure-blood families to exist.

The thought passed quickly, and Fiennes had already opened his mouth.

This spy, who was hiding in the Ministry of Magic and had tainted himself in the name of being a half-blood, set the tone of this meeting with a harsh word that was not surprising.

"Wizards are humans too, and they will die if they are humans!"

"Zhang Huowang is no exception!"