Hogwarts: The Dark Lord? No! Call Me Satan

Principal room

"Good afternoon, Professor!"

When Kyle came in with his head, Old Deng was staring out the window in a daze.

When he saw the bear kid coming, he showed a kind smile for the first time.

"Oh, boy, you're here, just in time for afternoon tea."

"I have prepared black tea and some desserts for you!"

Just a smile is enough.

Even prepared afternoon tea?

Kyle felt a little hairy inside...

Did this old Deng take the wrong medicine today?

"No, professor, eat what I brought today, I specially prepared it for you!"

"I promise, nothing is required of you this time!"

The brat came and sat down across from Dumbledore's table.

"Really?" Old Deng nodded when he heard that Kyle had specially prepared something for himself.

And it also promises that there is nothing to ask for itself.

The smile suddenly brightened.

With Dumbledore's expectant gaze on...

Kyle pulled three big, thick rock pies from his messenger bag.

Even the table trembled when placed on it.

Dumbledore's smile froze.....

No, this is what you prepared for a hundred-year-old man like me?

He recognized the rock pie that Kyle was holding out.

Apparently it was written by Hagrid.

You are not asking me to do something...

You want me to find my teeth all over the place...

【Ding! Depression detected!】

[Ding! The treasure chest is being drawn for the host!]

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting a silver treasure chest!】

Kyle heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the system's prompt...

That's right!

What are you doing so kindly all of a sudden?

I made myself feel hairy.

"Son, you went to Quirrell's office yesterday?" There was a silence.

Dumbledore decided that "670" would not be a moth, so let's get straight to the point.

Otherwise, my blood pressure will explode again.

"Oh, you said this, Quirrell said he was going to give me extra lessons... Kyle knew what was going on when he heard it.

The corridors of Hogwarts are full of moving portraits.

These portraits are all Dumbledore's eyeliner.

He will know immediately what happened in the castle.

"And did Quirrell tell you anything?"

"Oh, he told me a lot about ancient magic.

"I really didn't expect that although Professor Quirrell's performance in class was mediocre, he actually knew so much knowledge about ancient magic in private...

Kyle looked excited.

Dumbledore's heart tightened when he saw this.

He was all too aware of his student's powers of demagogy.

Voldemort had won the support of the Slytherins while he was in school.

At that time, the embryonic form of the Death Eater had already been formed.

Those first-generation Death Eaters who followed him in the first place were all ruthless characters.

If Kyle is also fooled into the darkness by Voldemort

Dumbledore couldn't believe how bad the future of wizarding was.

The first generation of the White Demon King is over a hundred years old...

And the second-generation Dark Lord and the third-generation Dark Lord are directly and seamlessly connected, can you believe it?

"Oh, let me think about it...he taught me a lot about magic..."

"It's all about ancient magic, and some runes..."

"By the way, he also asked me what I think of the mysterious man!" The brat kept hanging his appetite.

Seeing that the heat is almost ready, it's time to get to the point.

"And then? How did you answer him?" Dumbledore subconsciously sat up straight.

"How else can I answer..." Kyle shrugged his shoulders with an angry look on his face: "What the fuck is the second-generation Dark Lord."

"To die is to be a village-level terrorist."

"Look at the things he did, how can he be called a black village!"

"Grindelwald at least spread his influence all over Europe, but what about Voldemort? He didn't even understand the small British wizarding world!"

"That's why you have the nerve to call yourself the Dark Lord?"

"If I were him, I would just find a place where no one is around and wipe my neck!"

【Ding! Shock emotion detected!】

[Ding! The treasure chest is being drawn for the host!]

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting a golden treasure chest!】

"Did you really tell him that?"

Hearing what Xiongzi said, Lao Deng felt that his brain was not enough.

No, you've said all this and come out of Quirrell's office alive?

Is that student of his too weak to cast a killing spell?

"Of course, Professor..." Kyle nodded.

Seeing Dumbledore's puzzled look, he couldn't help feeling guilty...

In all fairness, Old Dengtou treated him really well.

Now you still have to fool him?

Made!

Kyle, you've fallen!

Thinking of this, the bear boy wants to give himself a slap in the face!

You actually hesitated when you were fooling people, damn it!

"Not only that, but he suddenly asked me what I think of you..."

"Then what did you say..."

"Is this still a question?"

"What is Voldemort compared to? He can't even compare to Grindelwald, let alone Dumbledore."

"The greatest white wizard of this century!"

"Invented twelve uses of dragon blood, whether it is transfiguration or alchemy, they are all masters!"

"Defeated the Dark Lord twice!"

"This is simply a living legend. If it was placed more than a thousand years ago, there might be no such thing as the four founders of Hogwarts."

"Professor Dumbledore just took care of all the four of them by himself!"

"Oh, well, boy, I see. Old Deng blushed from being blown by the brat.

What a living legend...

What is more powerful than the four founders......

Such words...

No, I can't think about it anymore, if I think about it again, I will drift away!

【Ding! Pleasure detected!】

[Ding! The treasure chest is being drawn for the host!]

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting a golden treasure chest!】

But Dumbledore was relieved to hear Kyle's words.

Believe it is definitely impossible to believe...

Whenever you believe in a punctuation mark………

He, Dumbledore, had lived all these years in vain.

But the bear child is still the same bear child as before, nothing has changed!

This was what reassured Dumbledore.

Otherwise, if he came up with a serious answer about what magic he had learned, he would really have to figure out whether Kyle was brainwashed by Voldemort.

"Okay, let's start today's study!"

Dumbledore took out the elementary alchemy detailed explanation book...

After thinking about it, I put away the primary one and replaced it with an intermediate one. …

"Good professor!"

The content of Dumbledore's lecture today is much more advanced than before, but Kyle can still comprehend it very quickly and digest it well.

Talked until the evening.

Three hours passed in the blink of an eye.

Lao Deng finished his make-up class with a tired face.

"Son, if you want, you can come to study with me on Monday night and Wednesday night..."

After thinking about it, Dumbledore called to Kyle.

Although the probability of a brat being brainwashed is not high, one must be careful after all.

So Dumbledore decided to sacrifice more of his rest time...  

"Really?" Kyle's eyes lit up.

Why did it roll up when it was so good?

Lao Fu said that it is Tuesday and Thursday evening make-up classes!

And here at Dumbledore, Monday and Wednesday nights plus Friday and Saturday afternoons...

It was just a surprise!

In the entire magic world, besides myself, who else can have this kind of treatment!

"Of course I have time!" Kyle agreed hastily.

Roll it, roll it!

The tighter the roll, the better!

After leaving the headmaster's office, Kyle went straight to the Hogwarts Great Hall.

Bickered with Cassandra, had dinner.

Surrounded by a group of little snakes, he walked to the Slytherin's lounge on the basement level of the castle.

Turns out not far from the common room...

Met Pansy Parkinson!

The little witch saw Kyle surrounded by everyone from a distance.

keep your head down...

In the entire Slytherin, only Pansy Parkinson, Draco Malfoy, and Marcus Flint have not sworn allegiance to Kyle.

This made the three of them suddenly become the alternatives of the college and were excluded by others.

The little witches are basically going by themselves now.

Malfoy had been feigning sickness since he entered the school infirmary last time and did not dare to come out.

As for Marcus Flint...

His situation is undoubtedly much better than the previous two.

According to incomplete statistics, in the past week, Marcus was picked on by little snakes...

Twenty-one beatings in seven days!

Now the spell proficiency of "Armor Protection" has soared!

This is the best manifestation of Kyle's concern about the results of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class of the little wizards in the same school!

"Miss Parkinson!"

Kyle waved his hand, signaling for everyone to go first, and he came to Pansy himself.

Directly forced the little witch into a corner.

"I remember I said, within three days, I want to see your sincerity, otherwise"

Before she could finish speaking, the little witch Pansy blushed and lowered her head.

【Ding! Excitement detected!】

[Ding! The treasure chest is being drawn for the host!]

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting a silver treasure chest!】

Excited again?

Kyle feels like something is wrong...

Thoughts are a bit chaotic......

Then a hand squeezed Pansy's chin.

Make her look up at herself.

"I haven't received Miss Parkinson's sincerity, can it be understood as..."

"Miss Parkinson is going to keep fighting me?"

There was a little sneer on the bear boy's face......

In Knockturn Alley, if anyone saw his expression, they would be so frightened that their legs would go limp on the spot. …

The little witch's legs are going weak now.

Not only are the legs weak, but the face is as red as dripping blood...

【Ding! Excitement detected!】

[Ding! The treasure chest is being drawn for the host!]

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting a golden treasure chest!】

Even the contribution chests have been upgraded from silver chests to gold chests.

This is wrong......

Kyle was a little dazed.

He is a villain!

What are you excited about?

Try again?

"Are you sure?" Kyle took a step forward, almost clinging to Pansy, and whispered in the little witch's ear.

"OBJ..."

The little witch let out an exclamation, and her legs were so weak that she leaned against Kyle.

Trembling in fear.

【Ding! Excitement detected!】

[Ding! The treasure chest is being drawn for the host!]

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting a golden treasure chest!】

hiss!

Kyle was really lost.

This is so...

How do you feel that life is getting more and more difficult?

punishment!

This is real punishment!

"Miss Parkinson, think about it for yourself...

After leaving a word, and pinching the little witch's face again, Kyle turned his head and left.

Um!

Really hammered...

There is something really wrong with this Pansy!

The little witch waited until long after Kyle had left before barely standing upright, leaning on the wall.

I'm not in the mood to go to the auditorium for dinner.

He lowered his head and hurried to the bedroom.

night

Malfoy, who had been in the school infirmary for almost a week, was finally kicked out by Madam Pomfrey who couldn't bear it anymore.

Anivia's control over magic has long since reached its peak.

Malfoy seemed to be frozen into a big ice cube, but in fact he was just frostbitten.

It's not as serious as it seems on the surface.

It's just that he kept finding excuses not to come out.

Now that Madam Pomfrey kicked him out, he has to come out if he doesn't want to.

Malfoy returned to the common room nervously.

In the common room at this time, there were more than a dozen little snakes discussing homework or something.

Seeing Malfoy coming in, they all stood up with unfriendly expressions.

"Oh, good evening, everyone...."

Malfoy also realized that something was wrong, but still showed a warm smile.

"Yeah, we're fine, and I think you'll be fine too!" Hughes Lestrange pulled out his wand!

Moments later, Malfoy was directly pointed at by a dozen wands.

"The incisor contest is great!"

"Upside down golden hook!"

"Legs freeze and stop!"

“Fire roasted hot and spicy!”

"Grin ho la la!"

"Admiralty strikes!"

"Fuchsia!"

"Disarm you!"

In an instant, a dozen spells simultaneously 4.6 overwhelmed Malfoy.

In Hogwarts, the little snakes are very measured, so naturally they will not use any mass destruction magic.

It's all some mischievous magic.

But these mischievous spells alone were enough for Malfoy to drink a pot.

The little snakes have a clear division of labor, one uses the upside-down golden hook, and the other uses the golden bell to land

With the back and forth cycle, Malfoy tosses and turns like he's been stuffed into a front-loading washing machine.

From time to time, he will be supplemented with a "de-you weapon" to knock him out directly.

In the end, the little snakes who felt unsatisfactory even demonstrated it to Malfoy in person.

A long-lost physical magic!

Circle kick!

half an hour later

He saw Malfoy curled up on the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face after being beaten, and a big pimple was conjured up by magic on his nose.

The little snakes then stopped.

"Listen, Malfoy, Kyle said it."

"In view of your performance, the protection fee has been raised from two thousand galleons to five thousand!"

"As long as your family doesn't send the money over for a day, we will greet you like this for a day!"

"Or you can call your father to launch a pure-blood family blood fight against Lord Kyle!" Hughes Lestrange put his hands on his shoulders, with a sneer on his face.

Looking down at Draco Malfoy.

Anyone who dares to fight Lord Kyle is the enemy of the little snakes!

Even the Malfoy family is no exception!

After speaking, the little snakes resumed their previous state again, and went to their respective jobs.

No one was talking to Malfoy.

After struggling for a long time, Malfoy got up from the ground...

Staggering towards the bedroom.

He kept cursing in his heart.

Of course, it was only in his heart, he didn't even dare to make any movement.

This is Slytherin!

Kyle's world!