Hogwarts: The drugged devil, the enemy of wizards

"It looks incredible, but it's a pity... I, the old man, have already been brought to this point by that young man of the Silver Devil King... It was only used, less than two or three months. "

Looking at Hagrid, who looked angry and incredulous, Dumbledore spread his hands.

The look was gloomy.

To be honest, when he first saw this newspaper, the evaluation of himself actually said that he had become a dark lord, Dumbledore was laughed at on the spot.

However, after a short period of anger, it was all about the fear of Romon, a young junior.

"Maybe I shouldn't have chosen to keep him at Hogwarts in the first place, and I should have sent him directly back to the wizarding world of America... No, I shouldn't even have let him study at Hogwarts. "

After some regretful self-talk, when Dumbledore came to his senses, Hagrid had barely figured out what was happening.

"So, Professor Dumbledore, what are you going to do?

Dumbledore, who was waiting for Hagrid's words, immediately had a joy in his eyes.

"The Silver Demon King is conceited, and after becoming the headmaster of Hogwarts recently, he directly created a huge [Silver Demon King Library], which stores tens of thousands of precious books, pharmacy, potions, magic biology, spells, alchemy and various aspects are involved. "

"Since he is so conceited and so selfless to take these things out, then naturally we will not be polite with him." "

Hagrid opened his mouth, not knowing why he was brave enough to participate in the alliance of the great white wizard Dumbledore against the rule of the Silver Lord, and at this moment looked at Dumbledore's expression when he spoke.

But there is always a strong sense of strangeness that breeds in the heart.

He didn't say anything, but even he didn't notice that the Dumbledore in his eyes, the white wizard robe on his body, had become dim unconsciously.

"We have a large number of our own people in Hogwarts, they are only temporarily subservient to the threat of the Silver Lord, and those precious magical codes, they will secretly pass on to us after they get them. "

"And you, Hagrid, you have a very good talent for magical biology, I already know what happened to you, you even know how to take care of a big guy like the fire dragon.

..."

"In the future, you only need to cultivate a large number of magical creatures for us in this goblin city, and supply other people on our side for research in potions and other aspects. "

Hagrid hesitated and nodded.

But when he thought of the sinkhole town full of demon 960 spirits just now, Hagrid's eyes couldn't help but flash an unnaturalness.

Compared to these ugly goblins, there was no doubt that Hogwarts gave him a more comfortable feeling.

"Master, although Dumbledore has been driven away, we have completely lost the clue of the Philosopher's Stone, and during this time we have searched all the places where Hogwarts may be hiding. "

"Nothing. "

"The host... Could it be that Dumbledore gave the Philosopher's Stone to the Silver Lord?"

In Professor Quirrell's residence, Quirrell nervously turned his back to a mirror.

Voldemort's ugly, devil-like face in the mirror, even he still can't get used to.

And hearing Quirrell's analysis, Voldemort did not hesitate to directly veto.

"It's impossible, with the alchemy level of that guy from the Silver Demon King, he can't look at it at all, and besides, is it possible for Dumbledore to give that kind of thing to someone who even he can't know?"

Quirrell was silent.

After a while, as if thinking of something again, he hesitated and spoke carefully.

"Then, that master, how about we ask the Silver Demon King to help us refine a Philosopher's Stone?"

"Since he can't look at the treasure of the Philosopher's Stone, then for him, it must be easy to make, then the master can easily recover to the peak state. "

Voldemort: "..."

A pair of gloomy eyes, looking at the figure in the mirror.

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that there were no suitable subordinates to rely on, this fool in front of him, kneeling in front of him and begging himself, would definitely not possess him.

The Silver Demon King can't see the Philosopher's Stone, can he see me?

Voldemort, as a big man who once stirred up the storm in the British wizarding world, during his time at Hogwarts, witnessed Romon in only two or three months, with that divine potion and alchemy means.

Again and again, he trampled Dumbledore's prestige under his feet.

It was even easier to pocket the Ministry of Magic, which he had not been able to completely control.

Now there is no need to even use any threat of force to let the Ministry of Magic and the pure-blood wizarding families who once followed him frantically search for Dumbledore's whereabouts throughout the British wizarding world.

Who would have thought that such a number one person.

Is it only a few months since he came out of a place like Azkaban?

If he had asked Romon before to reach a cooperation with the other party and was rejected by the other party, Voldemort could still wishfully believe that the other party wanted to sit on the ground and raise the price.

Now, he really understands.

The level is different.

Whether it is him, the former Dark Lord, or Dumbledore, who has been forced to become a wanted criminal, he is no longer at the level of Romon.

Maybe even now he can still attach himself to Quirrell's body, in Hogwarts, looking for the Philosopher's Stone he wants.

It's also completely Romon, the guy, who is happy to watch his own jokes.

Thinking of this, Voldemort's killing intent couldn't help but become extremely cold.

This extreme humiliation, think of him Tom Riddle, who was also the proud son of heaven back then, although he practiced black magic and made Horcruxes to make himself the ghost he is today.

He is still proud, even conceited.

And on Voldemort's side, he was in an unprecedented entanglement about how to find a way to restore his peak.

Hogwarts Slytherin area.

Snape's owl fluttered its wings and landed on the window of his room, and then Snape reached out to let the other person in.

Looking at the letter from Dumbledore in his hand, with a special confusion charm added.

Snape lifted the spell as agreed between the two, and soon the contents of the letter appeared in front of him.

When seen, Dumbledore's letter indicates.

The moment he had united with the Goblin Race and said the huge power hidden by the Goblin Race, even Snape, who had long been uninterested in this aspect, couldn't help but tremble his fingertips.

The eyebrows instantly twisted into a Sichuan character.

Subsequently, Dumbledore also indicated in the letter that they were ready to fight against the Silver Lord Romon for a long time.

Let him exchange the precious books in the [Silver Demon King Library] as planned before, and then record them and pass them on to the other side.......

If these were expected by Snape, Dumbledore's next request made his expression instantly solemn.

"Voldemort should still be hiding in Hogwarts, keep an eye out for those who are secretly looking for the Philosopher's Stone, and at the same time, protect Harry..."

The letter in his hand burned.

Under the light of the fire, Snape's face flickered and darkened at this moment.

Voldemort.

This name immediately evoked his painful memories of more than ten years ago, which could not be looked back on.

Thinking that Voldemort was still looking for the Philosopher's Stone in Hogwarts, Snape's eyes couldn't help but become cold, and his mind immediately thought of the current headmaster of Hogwarts, the Silver Lord Romon.

If it is the other party, it can definitely easily solve the Voldemort guy.

However, just as Snape was about to immediately go to find the other party and report the matter, one foot that had just stepped out the door suddenly paused.

Does Romon really not know?

Such a question instantly made Snape hesitate again, thinking for a long time, but silently returned to his room and closed the door.

In the following period, Romon quickly received a report from his faithful servant, Filch.

"Professor Snape is always patrolling Hogwarts these days, as if he were guarding against something. "

Hearing this report, Luo Meng was stunned at first, and then understood the reason.

With a soft sneer, he waved his hand and didn't say anything. (Read violent novels, go on Feilu Fiction Network!)

There is no intention of taking care of the other party.

Whether it was Voldemort, who was looking for the Philosopher's Stone hidden by Dumbledore, or Snape, who was in Cao Ying's heart in Han, these were all things that Romon did not need to pay attention to.

Wasting time on these meaningless things is better to spend some thought and quickly let the little wizards of Hogwarts grow up and become strong leeks.

Earn more proficiency for your own Bjfd.

And time, in the day that the little wizards were looking forward to, finally came to the day of Christmas.

The flying snowflakes once again shrouded Hogwarts, which had just snowed a few days ago, and the little wizards also ushered in their rare vacation time.

However, despite the days of vacation, the atmosphere of learning in the entire Hogwarts is still strong.

Located opposite the original Hogwarts Library, under the blessing of Romon's powerful transformation spell, the transformed [Silver Demon Library] door was created.

A gate blessed by magic controls it, and two alchemy dolls controlled by Oriana stand quietly next to it.

There are many people coming in and out of this place and the library opposite every day.

"Senior Penelope, thank you for taking the time to explain these things to me, to be honest, Professor Flitwick is very busy now, so many senior wizards surround them, I can't squeeze in at all. "

He said to the woman in front of him, with a beautiful posture and an intellectual temperament.

Hearing Hermione's compliment, Penelope smiled softly and shook his head gently.

Brushing a strand of long flaxen hair hanging from her forehead behind her ear, the small movement made even Hermione, a girl, couldn't help but be fascinated.

"Hehe, Hermione, you really are a very studious little wizard, and to be honest, it wasn't until I saw you that I kind of believed what Professor Romon said earlier that the Sorting Hat was not accurate. "

"You really..... is a born Ravenclaw. "

When mentioning Romon's name, as the prefect of Ravenclaw and Penelope, who is also a famous school flower at Hogwarts, his eyes can't help but be a little wandering.

Even now, Romon has become a big man in the eyes of the British wizarding world and even the wizards of the world.

Nor will they be treated like prisoners of Azkaban.

However, the little wizards on the Ravenclaw side still avoid Romon, the Ravenclaw-born principal, and seem to never be willing to take the initiative to talk to people, Ravenclaw has produced a silver devil.

However, Penelope did not think so, due to the lack of Demon King points, with the appearance of the [Demon King Gladiatorial Arena], this quiet Ravenclaw Golden Flower also picked up his wand and showed his powerful magic strength.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Penelope's face suddenly burst into a beautiful smile.

It is like a flower bone unfolding under the light of the rising sun on a hill.

"Tonight is Christmas Eve, I'm really looking forward to it, I wonder what gift Professor Romon will give me?"

Looking at Xia Fei's cheeks, Penelok Rivat, who had planned to wish the other party a powerful spell, silently withdrew the words that came to his lips.

Looking at the appearance of the other party, it seemed that he was looking forward to something other than spells and potions.

Somehow, Hermione, who originally had a good impression of Senior Penelope in front of her, was inexplicably a little unhappy.

Night is gradually falling, and it is another lively celebration feast.

Romon, the current headmaster of Hogwarts, also attended naturally, facing a pair of eyes full of expectation and curiosity, but Romon raised his eyebrows and gave the little wizards a mysterious smile.

At this moment, it was even more instantaneous to hook these little wizards, fidgeting.

If it weren't for the deans of their respective academies, staring at them with a warning face, I am afraid that there would already be many little wizards who rushed back to the dormitory and climbed into bed and covered the quilt.

"Professor Romon, do you really have gifts for all the little wizards?"

McGonagall asked in a low voice, and Romon smiled slightly.

"Professor McGonagall, since it's a holiday, naturally everyone has to be happy, don't we, even students who don't perform well on Halloween, we can't deprive them of the joy of Christmas, can we?"

Hearing this, Professor McGonagall couldn't help but have a happy smile on her face.

Look at these little wizards who are chattering excitedly with each other.

During this time, she who had been a little depressed because of Dumbledore's affairs, couldn't help but feel a trace of comfort.

Now that Dumbledore had made the choice he was willing to make for his own purposes, Professor McGonagall took a deep breath and gradually relaxed a little.

No matter what, as long as Hogwarts is still there, as long as these cute little wizards can still thrive.

She must stay at Hogwarts forever and shine here...

On Christmas Eve, the sound of quiet music sounded softly in the halls of Hogwarts, and in the small wizard dormitories of the four major houses, although everyone was already lying on the bed, they were excited and no one could sleep.

From time to time, one by one, they suddenly sat up and looked towards the Christmas tree in the dormitory.

Until a faint energy, without everyone noticing, slowly spread throughout Hogwarts.

Before they knew it, the little wizards of Hogwarts began to fight their eyelids, and sleepiness quickly quieted them down, and then a gentle snoring sounded.

Early the next morning.

Ron huffed and suddenly woke up from the bed.

After glancing around and sleeping soundly, after hesitating, Ron carefully got out of bed and came to the bedroom outside the bedroom, where several exquisite gift boxes were quietly placed under the Christmas tree at the moment.

Walked over excitedly, took a look, and there was only one gift box of his own.

A small slap size, when you open it, there is a small bottle of magic potion inside.

"[Mana Enhancement Potion - Christmas Limited]: After taking it, it can increase the magic level of the F-level mana level by at least one level. Merry Christmas – A Gift from the Evil Silver Lord"

With a slight joy on his face, Ron, who originally thought that he didn't have a single candy and should not have any rewards, couldn't help but feel happy.

Naturally, things are not comparable to the [Golden Garon Law] that Harry Potter used before, but this is already very precious to Ron.

Hurriedly put away the things, and glanced at it again, everyone else had two gifts, one from home, and the other was a gift from Luo Meng, the principal.

Self-deprecating smile, they have already left the Weasley family, then naturally there will be no Christmas gifts in the future.

Just look at the gift boxes and packages under the Christmas tree.

Hesitantly glancing at his roommate, who was still asleep, Ron looked toward a package that seemed to be a piece of clothing.

"Before Ling Zun dies, entrust this thing to me"

"This thing belongs to the original owner, please use it properly. "

"Harry Potter, receive".