Hogwarts: The Drugged Lord, Enemy Of Wizards

Thirteen years in Azkaban.

To be honest, as dark wizards, they have at least dealt with dementors.

Although not everyone is unlucky enough to be "kissed" by that thing, they are also very aware of that disgusting undead magical creature.

Let alone thirteen years, let them stay together with that kind of thing.

You can torture them for a year.

Not to mention that Azkaban itself has various formations to suppress the magic power of dark wizards.

Thirteen years of imprisonment, let alone any increase in strength.

If you can still cast magic after coming out, you will be a top group of wizards.

However, they could not figure out how Romon, a guy who was imprisoned in Azkaban when he was in the sixth grade at Hogwarts, could have such terrifying strength.

"Damn it, I've never heard of those strange spells. How can armor protect you so well?"

"To hell with that armor protection thing! Except that boy has recited a spell for armor protection, look at the appearance of that mountain giant. How can there be any effect of armor protection?!"

"Oh! Fake! It hurts me so much! That damn God-calling guard, hiss..."

The thirteen dark wizards of the Horn family either cursed angrily or gasped, all made extremely uncomfortable by tonight's actions.

If that kid hadn't been a young boy, he wouldn't have known how to eradicate it.

I'm afraid they won't be able to come back today.

And on their side, they helped each other stand up and walked towards the manor.

More than a dozen house-elves came up to welcome their master back.

Either bring it to a wound, or bring a clean towel and water.

Looking down at these people washing up.

One of the house-elves hesitated, but spoke carefully.

"Master, the life medicines for the little masters at home are not enough..."

"Crack!"

It was like being stepped on suddenly.

The boss of the Horn family, who had just sat down to let the elves around him give medicine, stood up instantly angrily.

He waved his staff in his hand.

The next moment, the talking house elf flew out on the spot.

The screams frightened the surrounding house elves to tremble.

"Fack! Who cares about those monsters! Let them die! How could I, Johnny Horn, have such a dirty and evil offspring! How is it possible?!"

The roar echoed in the manor, but what they didn't know at this moment was that it was above the sky.

In the pitch-black night, a terrifying colossus, hidden in the dark clouds, had already arrived above their heads, bringing them a catastrophe.

"Boss, forget it, it's all caused by that damn Silver Demon King. If it wasn't for that Extreme Silver Night, how could we all be destroyed? Otherwise, we would have crushed all those damn evil bastards to death!"

"Yes, Johnny, don't be angry. The first thing we have to do now is to tell others that the Silver Devil is not as easy to deal with as you think..."

Just when several other members of the Horn family spoke to persuade them.

Suddenly, the wind in the air began to increase gradually.

When everyone realized that something was wrong, a terrifying pitch-black tornado that pierced into the sky took shape.

It encompasses the entire estate.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

A series of house elves were caught off guard and were swept away on the spot.

His body was still in mid-air when he was hit by a sudden dark red thunder.

Under the gaze of everyone on the spot, it turned into a handful of coke, and then dissipated in the air.

"Fack! What the hell is going on!"

"Quickly change shape!"

"Withdraw! Someone is attacking us! Damn it, could it be the Silver Demon King?!"

"I can't control that much anymore, run!"

Just when several people were frightened and wanted to use apparation, the next moment, terrifying wind blades suddenly appeared.

Several people who were already injured had no time to react.

The next moment, they were all hanged on the spot with their eyes open.

The flesh and blood scattered on the ground caused the house elves to roar in fear, but what they responded to was the dark red thunder that almost engulfed them.

Wait until everything stops.

When Elizabeth came to this devastated manor, both the dark wizards from the Horn family and the house elves had already disappeared.

The wind blades cut their bodies, the thunder smashed them into pieces, and the powerful tornado rolled "them" everywhere.

"Ho ho ho, the capable Elizabeth, the master's favorite~"

Elizabeth hummed an off-key tune, powerful magic waves radiated out, and she found what Romon needed in an instant.

In a dark basement.

Four children lying on the bed, their bodies exuding the smell of various strange medicines, barely able to be called human beings, came into view.

Elizabeth spat out the snake letter.

"I found you, cutie..."

....

When Romon sensed Elizabeth's return, it was already late at night.

The figure flashed, disappeared from Granger's house, and reappeared in the wilderness of the suburbs.

In a woods, Romon saw Elizabeth and the four deformed children she brought back... the products of the Silver Night.

Looking at the four painful and twisted things, Romon's eyes remained calm.

No guilt at all.

After all, in the final analysis, the accident was not caused by himself.

"The fluctuations in magic power are already quite strong. Hehe, he is thirteen years old. To be able to suppress the magic power for such a long time without going berserk. The Horn family has really invested a lot of money."

Romon shook his head sarcastically.

But it just so happens that there is nothing more likely to give birth to an obscurant that satisfies him than such a little wizard?

He took out the space-folding suitcase that he had prepared a long time ago and put these abnormal products into it.

Wonderful night.

Hermione saw the wizarding world, and dreamed of becoming the legendary wizard Romon said.

As for Romon, he did not sleep. A pillow in the outside world turned him into a sound sleep. He had already started busy work in the space folding box.

What a harvest day!

At the same time, in Horn Manor, one after another figures appeared one after another through transformation.

"My lord Merlin...has this place been trampled collectively by giant dragons?!"

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