Hogwarts: My Dark Lord Simulator

Are bananas delicious?Knock delicious!

Early the next morning, Zhang Huowang finished his last banana with satisfaction, enjoying the comfort he had not seen in 11 years.

Hufflepuff's breakfast is always richer and more delicious than that of other houses, and it is no different from what is shown in the movies.

This is one of the reasons why Zhang Huowang chose this place.

What is equally indistinguishable is the huge stickiness between the three little ones.

When the first Transfiguration class for freshmen began, Zhang Huowang saw Harry and Ron, a pair of idiots, chatting happily with little Hermione.

"Harry, your glasses are dirty and they're as good as before!"

Little Hermione held her head high and waved the wand in her hand.

Along with the crackling sound, the glasses became clear and new.

Harry took off his glasses in surprise and looked at Ron, who was stunned.

A familiar scene,

Destiny’s powerful self-healing ability is always amazing.

Zhang Huowang was very satisfied with this. After all, it was not time to poach him yet.

Professor McGonagall was even more satisfied with this.

After many years, Gryffindor finally has another little witch who is beautiful, has strong learning ability, and is not a reckless person.

McGonagall twitched the corner of her mouth and nodded in approval: "Ten points added to Gryffindor!"

"As for you, Mr. Zhang..."

"In the more than 1000-year history of Hogwarts, no one has ever been able to use the restoration to pieces like you..."

Professor McGonagall paused and struggled to formulate her words: "Amazing talent..."

The flower pots used as props were in terrible shape, with withered rose petals surrounding the torn clay pots.

Zhang Huowang looked back with joy as he recalled the "Standard Spells: Intermediate Edition" he had watched yesterday.

He just did a small experiment. What he chanted was that he was restored to the original state, but what he really showed by his will was that he was shattered into pieces.

This means that he can attack both sides in battle.

At the same time, my subconscious mind was also liberated a little bit.

Satisfied, Zhang Huowang took over decisively: "10 points for Hufflepuff!"

Professor McGonagall was silent for a while.

The Malfoy trio laughed wildly and made mocking faces.

Harry and Ron couldn't help but chuckle to themselves.

While little Hermione was happy, she was a little worried about this first new friend she had made after entering school.

The classroom was suddenly filled with a pleasant atmosphere.

Of course, some Hufflepuff students didn't think so.

Especially the head of Hufflepuff, Pomona Sprout.

The gray-haired witch, always optimistic and compassionate, lost her smile during herbal medicine class.

Especially when Zhang Huowang secretly squeezed a pot of mandrake into juice and drank it all in one gulp, Professor Sprout could no longer control it.

"Ten points from Hufflepuff!"

Even after the first day of classes, Sprout couldn't wait to find Dumbledore.

"Dumbledore, I know this shouldn't be..."

Sprout rubbed his hands nervously and hesitated: "But this child, can't we really transfer him to another hospital?"

"He's not Hufflepuff at all!"

For Sprout, this is a pretty serious accusation.

Dumbledore was sitting in his chair as usual, busy reviewing heavy documents, and he breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

"The pen of acceptance will never give up on any talented little wizard."

"The Book of Access will not allow unknown people to appear in its pages."

"And the Sorting Hat can't go wrong either."

This point has been demonstrated countless times in the millennium history of Hogwarts.

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he stood up, picked up the cockroach candy on the side and stuffed it into his mouth: "Want one?"

Sprout's head shook like a rattle.

Dumbledore regretfully put down the cockroach and said with a smile: "Sprout, this child was born in an orphanage."

"His parents also died that night 11 years ago. Compared to other students, he needs more patience and care."

Sprout covered his mouth in surprise: "Did he also appear in the prophecy?"

Dumbledore touched his white beard and said with a smile: "That's not true. His birthday is in August, and his parents are only Muggles."

"Speaking of which, he is your favorite student and Zhang Qiu's cousin."

Sprout's sympathy suddenly expanded, and he walked out of the principal's office in self-blame.

He bumped into Zhang Huowang who was standing at the door.

At this time, Zhang Huowang was still thinking deeply about the reason why Dumbledore was looking for him, and was caught off guard by Sprout into his arms.

I'm going to be suffocated to death...

"Professor, can you give me some mandrakes?"

Upon hearing these angry words, Professor Sprout fled.

Zhang Huowang took a long breath as he looked at the short, fat figure walking away.

Hogwarts was really beautiful, and it only took one day to warm up his heart.

It's a pity that his path is destined to be lonely. I hope that in the near future, Hogwarts can stand behind him instead of against him.

otherwise...

Putting away his thoughts, Zhang Huowang tried his best to show a childlike and innocent look in his eyes, and pushed the door open.

A familiar old man with a white beard and the sleeping phoenix, everything seemed so peaceful.

But Zhang Huowang faintly smelled a hint of the storm, which was an early warning feedback after establishing initial contact with the sea of ​​collective subconscious.

He took a deep breath and stepped forward: "Professor Dumbledore, are you looking for me?"

Dumbledore looked up again and looked at the Chinese boy, feeling a little headache for a moment.

The old man with a white beard stood up, grabbed a handful of cockroach candy and stuffed it into Zhang Huowang's hand, trying to express his kindness.

At the same time, he smiled and said: "Speaking of which, this is the first time we have met."

"But before that, Lupine mentioned you in his letters many times."

"He praised you very much, praising you for your perseverance and kindness, and for helping the same homeless orphans many times."

"He even asked me to make an exception and allow you, as a Muggle, to enroll in the school."

Before Lupine died, he wrote a letter to Dumbledore! ?He also revealed the top-secret news that I was a Muggle! ?

Zhang Huowang's heartbeat slowed down by half a beat, and his face showed just the right amount of confusion.

From the day he entered the wizarding world, he was burdened with the original sin of killing.

He doesn't regret this, and he can't escape it.

It's just a system task.

There is no explanation for being a muggle but possessing magical powers!

So, can the greatest white wizard of this century be able to beat him now?

Hmm, first use fluorescent flash to blind his dog eyes, then use a shot of shattering bones to divert attention, and finally perform a wave of life-killing curses!

But it's still a bit weak.

Zhang Huowang's big eyes flickered a few times and he said decisively: "Who is Lu Ping?"

Dumbledore couldn't help but fell silent. After a long time, the quintessence of Chinese culture blurted out.

"Stop Tamar pretending!"

"You were the one who killed Lupine, right?"

Zhang Huowang also fell silent.

Of course he killed Lupine, he slit his throat with his own hands using a dagger he had sharpened for a year.

The bright blood and the death determined by the system cannot be faked!

So how did Dumbledore know?

Time turner?Or other gods?

next moment.

A green beam of light, surrounded by innocent souls and as thick as an adult's arm, suddenly blasted towards Dumbledore!

"avadakedavra!"