Hogwarts: The Drugged Lord, Enemy Of Wizards

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Except for the two of them, there is no one else here at this moment.

Dumbledore also had no scruples.

He stared deeply at the man in front of him, the godson of his old friend, the once proud son of heaven.

However, unlike when he faced himself back then, where he was more or less uneasy and wary, Romon now only gave him a sense of calm.

Just as if.

It is no longer possible for him to cause any life-level harm to him.

"Romon, you should know very well what you are facing now. In fact, tonight, I have received strong protests from the school board, and they even want to remove me as the principal."

"So do you know how dangerous you are?"

"This is the British wizarding world, not the United States..."

However, such heartfelt words were met with a sarcastic sneer from Romon.

"Pfft"

The laughter seemed so abrupt in the silent night.

Dumbledore narrowed his eyes slightly. As the greatest white wizard of this century, the pressure emanating from him did not have even the slightest impact on Romon at this moment.

"Professor Dumbledore, you are right, this is the British wizarding world, not the United States... But, what next?"

Romon spread his hands, and an emotion called unruliness that had never appeared in his eyes before made Dumbledore feel nervous.

However, Romon did not give the other party a chance to be nagging at all.

Glancing at the Hogwarts night outside the window, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"This place really hasn't changed at all. It reminds me of when I first entered school... However, it seems that during the time I was imprisoned, someone appeared in the wizarding world. A great man."

"You say so, Professor Dumbledore..."

Looking at Romon's eyes full of strange smiles, Dumbledore naturally knew who the "big shot" in Romon's words was.

The second generation Dark Lord, Tom Riddle.

"Professor Dumbledore, I heard that Mr. Dark Lord is also a very good human wizard. You know, I like to deal with good people the most."

Dumbledore's eyes flickered briefly, and then he snorted coldly.

"Romon, Voldemort is dead, this is a recognized fact."

"However, now that you have made your decision, I can't stop you anymore. I will arrange a new Muggle for you, and you will be responsible for taking her to prepare for school. I think these things should be useful to you. no problem."

Dumbledore said nothing and left the next moment.

And just in the early morning of the next day.

A document with some information written on it was delivered to Romon.

Professor McGonagall's face was serious and full of warning.

"Nowadays, there are tens of thousands of people in the British wizarding community who want to kill you. Mr. Romon, the most important thing you should do at this time is to use your intelligence and leave the British wizarding community rationally."

However, Romon was not interested at all.

Looking at the name of the new student on the document in his hand, the corner of his mouth curled up.

Finally, when he came to this world, he had already begun to prepare for this day.

Although that incident happened during this period and it became the biggest surprise.

But fortunately, now I have caught up again.

"Hermione Granger"

One of the three protagonists of Harry Potter.

The future Miss Know-It-All.

Romon put the documents away, smiled at Professor McGonagall, and once again rejected the other party's kind proposal. With a wave of his hand, he carried his space folding box and headed outside Hogwarts.

But I was thinking about it in my mind.

I am responsible for taking Hermione to prepare for the new semester, so Hagrid, who disappeared yesterday, must have gone to find our "savior Harry" just like in the original work.

In addition to this, Hagrid also shoulders another task given by Dumbledore.

Magic stone!

"Master, I can feel that there are many eyes around Hogwarts. They think they are hiding well, but in fact..."

In the sky, Elizabeth's body shape changed, she spread her wings and shuttled Romon through the clouds.

But the Hogwarts campus behind him and below was rapidly shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

further and further.

Hearing this, Romon casually glanced at the thick clouds below. The golden light in his eyes flashed, and as the magic power surged, it was like a surveillance satellite, monitoring everything in the mountains and dense forests below.

All insights.

"Haha, there are at least two hundred people, Aurors from the Ministry of Magic, and Death Eaters. Haha, I think the British wizarding community should award me the greatest peace award in history, for no other reason."

"Only I can make these two sides, who can never stand together, live in peace."

And while Romon was full of sarcastic whispers, in the dense forest outside Hogwarts, two groups of wizards wearing masks and tight black robes were gathering together.

The atmosphere is a little weird.

Whether it's the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, or these Death Eaters running rampant in the underground world.

Basically, when the two parties look at each other, they can roughly guess the identity of the other party.

However, no one present did so.

"We are responsible for guarding the west side. As soon as that bastard comes out of Hogwarts, we will send a signal as soon as possible."

The first man, whose actual identity was the top Auror of the British Ministry of Magic, spoke first.

In one sentence, the Death Eaters opposite looked at each other and nodded slowly.

"Then we are responsible for another intersection. One thing must be made clear. No matter who it is, if you find that guy, you must not kill him as soon as possible..."

The Auror nodded, the hatred and murderous intent in his eyes almost revealed in reality.

"Of course. It's so cheap to kill this kind of guy so easily. He doesn't even deserve to go to hell!"

However, they were completely unexpected.

Even though they had made preparations to encircle the sky around Hogwarts, they were in front of Elizabeth, an existence that had been transformed by Romon and could already be called the Western Divine Beast.

It is useless.

While these guys were still gritting their teeth here, staring at the professors coming in and out of Hogwarts, gritting their teeth and telling the "comrades" around them about the tragic situation of being tricked by Romon.

In the suburbs of London, England, in an ordinary house that is not too gorgeous.

A few days ago, Hermione, who had retrieved the letters in her inbox at Mrs. Granger's request, finally received her Hogwarts admission notice.

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry"

"Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore (Sir Merlin, First Class, Chief Wizard of the Wizengamot, President of the International Federation of Wizards)"

"Dear Miss Granger..."

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