Hogwarts: My Dark Lord Simulator

The butt determines the head, and Zhang Huowang believed this sentence deeply when he woke up.

Yesterday, he had been a scared Muggle with wizarding powers, worried about Lupin's death and making money.

Today, having mastered the essence of magic, he no longer takes Dumbledore and Voldemort seriously.

A mere fluorescent flash not only lasted all night, but also illuminated the entire room.

What about other spells?

I won’t pretend anymore!I am a genius that is rare to see in billions of years!I have a showdown!I'm swollen!

Just four thousand gold galleons brought such a change to him.

What about 20?What about [-] million?How many trillion?

Krypton gold changes everything, Goose Factory will not deceive me!

Zhang Huowang was so excited that he immediately set a greater goal!

Earn him [-] million gold galleons first!

Let the collective subconscious ocean help you!

Long live!

Even stand on the shoulders of all mankind and become a god!

However, everything must be considered in the long term, and it cannot be changed by just relying on the Imperius Curse.

The liberation of the self-subconscious also needs to be obtained through practice.

All the shackles on his mind were gone. Not only did Zhang Huowang's magic power improve, but he also felt much more relaxed.

The indifference caused by walking on thin ice has dissipated a bit, and there is also a hint of cynicism from the previous life on the corner of his mouth.

Since Hogwarts is the most outstanding school in the entire magical world, then keep the original plan and start from here to change the world!

After gathering his thoughts, Zhang Huowang picked up the little cutie and walked lightly downstairs.

...

Practice the black and white spells, tease the little cutie, destroy Lupine's wand, and buy a ticket to Hogwarts.

The time soon came to September 9st.

After crossing platform nine and three-quarters, the Hogwarts Express train with the Muggle Expelling Curse cast on it came into view.

The iron body is smeared with red paint, boiling white steam is coming from the black front, and there is the familiar car number 5972.

Everything is so beautiful.

While Zhang Huowang sighed, he tapped his magic wand and changed the four white characters 5972 to 9527.

This is so beautiful, a tribute to the great Star Master!

"Hello, is train number 5972...is it you?"

Little Hermione, who was wearing a black wizard robe, grabbed Zhang Huowang and couldn't help but look surprised after seeing clearly.

"You remember wrongly, it's not 5972, it's 9527."

Zhang Huowang smiled lightly. He still didn't want to have any contact with Sanxiao until he liberated the entire subconscious sea.

After all, Gou is the king.

What if he, the butterfly, brought up a hurricane and blew the plot into chaos?

In the previous movies and original works, there was no such person as Zhang Huowang.

But after the train started, Zhang Huowang soon became upset.

You shouldn't have changed your name, Harry Potter, the idiot, didn't even get on the bus.

Through the window, you can vaguely see the idiot with the scar on his forehead, waiting for 5972 with a serious look on his face.

Fucked...

The movie didn't explain that Harry got on the bus later than Hermione!

Zhang Huowang withdrew his gaze, looked at Hermione sitting opposite him and sighed.

Why are you clinging to me?

"Zhang, do you like lemon sorbet?"

"This chocolate frog is delicious."

"Do you know that savior, it's Harry Potter..."

Little Hermione said with a serious face, eating the snacks she bought for the cart from time to time.

Zhang Huowang wanted to cry but had no tears.

孽 孽!

Fortunately, things went smoothly, Harry was brought over by Hagrid, and Ron's mouse was not lost.

After taking a boat to the Hogwarts auditorium, Neville also successfully found his toad.

But Professor McGonagall's gaze frightened Zhang Huowang.

Look at the Savior!Look at Malfoy!

Why are you looking at me?I'm not going to Gryffindor.

Could it be that I am a native of my motherland and the news of the third generation Dark Lord has been exposed?

After Mag left, Zhang Huowang breathed a sigh of relief.

You can survive the beating, but you may not be beaten to death, so you have to endure it first.

"I'm always burdened with worries that shouldn't be there at this age."

Zhang Huowang muttered as he followed the large army.

Completely forgetting the fact that I have been in two lifetimes, both of which combined are over 40 years old.

Hermione was still following her new friend, and was surprised when she heard this: "Why can't I understand what you said?"

Because I speak Chinese, you Muggle.

Zhang Huowang smiled faintly and fed him a bowl of chicken soup: "There are some things that don't understand, which means happiness."

What follows is a famous scene of immersive experience, and he has no time to deal with this little loli.

After taking their seats, the familiar Sorting Hat sang the familiar Sorting Song.

Hermione was a little nervous and tugged on Zhang Huowang's clothes: "Look! That hat is the Sorting Hat!"

"I read about it in The History of Hogwarts."

Zhang Huowang was a little depressed and still expressionless. He just hoped that this loli would stay away from him before she grew up.

With a thought in his heart, he leaned into Hermione's ear and murmured: "There is one thing that is not mentioned in the school history."

Little Hermione's eyes were shining with a thirst for knowledge.

"That hat, if the college that the little wizard wants to go to is different from the college that the hat is assigned to..."

"The little wizard will have his head bitten off in one bite, Jie Jie Jie."

Hermione sneered: "Do you think I'm a fool?"

What a Gryffindor.

Zhang Huowang also smiled coldly: "You saw through it."

Little Hermione raised her eyebrows and was about to get angry when she heard the first name read by Professor McGonagall.

"Hermione Granger!"

Little Hermione glared at the Chinese boy, took a deep breath, and stepped forward.

No surprise, Gryffindor.

Others were fine, except for Neville, who happened to overhear the conversation between the two just now and peed his pants while sitting on the chair.

And Neville was second to last.

Zhang Huowang was the last one.

The yellowish traces on the chair had already been cleaned up by Mag.

Zhang Huowang sat down expressionlessly, planning ten thousand ways to concoct the Gryffindor Sword Master.

Having simulated it 41 times, Zhang Huowang has long been extremely familiar with this scene.

He can even go wherever he wants, like a Zaun madman.

The Sorting Hat is in trouble.

"Well, with your excellent leadership aura, huge ambition, and strong will, Slytherin is perfect for you."

"I like delicious food, beautiful women, and love life. Hufflepuff is not bad either."

"Have absolute confidence and loyalty to yourself, be brave and not afraid of difficulties, Gryffindor is obviously a good choice."

"An unparalleled thirst for knowledge, typical Ravenclaw."

"His... Hei... His... Az..."

You must find an opportunity to learn Occlumency.

Zhang Huowang said in his mind without expression: "If you dare to say it, I will stuff you into the troll's tunnel."

This is the weakness of the Sorting Hat. He used it 35 times in the simulation with no disadvantages.

This time is no exception.

The Sorting Hat shouted, "Hufflepuff!"

Everyone at the table in Badger Court stood up!

Hufflepuff is a united and friendly house with a large number of people, but it is unobtrusive.

Who would have thought that there is a native of the motherland hidden inside?

Zhang Huowang patted his hat with satisfaction and sat down smoothly at the long table in the Badger Courtyard.

He was very happy, but Snape in the professor's chair was not happy at all.

"Professor McGonagall, I remember there are no Chinese in the freshman admissions list, right?"

Snape looked at the elegant old woman with his dead fish eyes and asked in a low voice.

Professor McGonagall nodded: "This was written later with a pen of acceptance, and Dumbledore also agreed."

"Oh."

Snape glanced at Quirrell, who was wearing a purple turban, and nodded calmly.

Thinking of the scene where the Chinese boy held the wand against the goblin, he decided to have a talk with Zhang Huowang.

Just tonight!

Who knows if he is another soul host of the Dark Lord!

Or the next Dark Lord?There's never been a bad guy in Badger Yard though.

孽 孽!