Hogwarts: The drugged devil, the enemy of wizards

"To the left, be careful, there are spell mechanisms here..."

In the dark, Ron, cloaked in invisibility, carefully walked through Malfoy Manor under the guidance of Voldemort.

In the huge villa full of aristocratic decoration, the closer to the direction of the treasure house, the more precious and special Ron saw.

And with the "radar device" of Voldemort, plus the cover of the invisibility cloak.

Although in Malfoy Manor, there were also some house-elves who were busy in the evening, working here, or preparing the next day's meals, or tidying up and cleaning up the banquet.

But until Ron was already standing in front of the Malfoy family's treasury.

No one was aware of his presence.

"Wait, I'll deal with it..."

In the face of the complex alchemy door lock, without Ron opening his mouth, now the "guardian spirit" Voldemort has quietly released a wave of magic.

The vague power of black magic penetrates into the door lock.

Just a few breaths.

With a "click", the treasure house door in front of Ron suddenly opened a gap, and the latter almost did not hesitate at all, when even an instant hid in it.

Don't forget to close the door yet.

Why does it sound like it's very important to you, and is there anything else that can get the Dark Lord to pay attention to you?"

Ron asked in a low voice, but this question had silenced Voldemort for a long time.

A rare sigh let out.

"That's my Horcrux, a diary I used when I was young..."

As Ron, who is valued by himself and can help him do a lot of things now, Voldemort showed good patience, and after speaking, he even did not forget to explain the role of Horcruxes to the other party.

When he heard that the existence of the Horcruxes could make the Lord Voldemort's soul immortal, and even if it was destroyed, it could continue to be resurrected, Ron couldn't help but gasp.

Obviously, this kind of secret intelligence, let alone Ron, and now Dumbledore, has not thought of this.

Ron's face was full of shock and curiosity.

While under the guidance of the other party, he walked through the rows of shelves and towards the diary in the other party's mouth, and at the same time, it seemed as if he suddenly thought of something.

"So since you are immortal, why do you have to hide so carefully at Hogwarts, since you are immortal, then Professor Romon should not be able to do anything to you, right?"

Romon?

Hearing this nasty name, attached to Ron, the Voldemort phantom that existed behind the other party in the form of a shadow couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

There is no doubt that the power of the Horcruxes is naturally unquestionable.

Otherwise, first of all, the kind of Harry Potter more than ten years ago, the ancient Avadaso life that requires a variety of factors such as blood and love to activate the protection charm rebound.

Plus some time ago, Snape, the two or five, sent him another shot of this master, Avadaso ordered.

Voldemort had long been cold.

Where will there be everything like this today.

However, even so, when Ron mentioned the name of the Silver Lord Romon, Voldemort was still silent for a short time.

Although he has always known about his existence, even the other party has not interfered with any of his actions, just like Professor Quirrell, who searched for the Philosopher's Stone in the castle.

And he has never revealed the existence of a Horcrux in front of Romon.

However, an unprecedentedly strong intuition was telling him.

Everything about him, Romon is clear, not to mention the Horcruxes, even now that he is still alive, still residing on the body of Ron, the little wizard, Romon must be clear!

Sighing, Voldemort suddenly spoke.

"This is it!"

Hearing this, Ron under the invisibility cloak, paused in his steps, looked around, and finally put his eyes on a wooden box on the side, and got Voldemort's signal, after determining that there was no mechanism.

Ron stepped forward to open it.

Suddenly, a diary with a bright red cover appeared in front of him.

After Voldemort saw this diary, he also let out a cold low laugh, and then, without giving Ron a chance to pick it up, a dark magic force swept by in an instant.

Take it away.

"This kind of thing can't be shown to you yet, but..... When this new semester starts, you will get a huge treasure, counting my gift to you, I am sure that you will be happy. "

Although Ron was slightly dissatisfied with this, he didn't say anything more after hearing that Voldemort had prepared a surprise for himself.

Although he is not old now, he is gradually familiar with the mode of getting along with Voldemort.

The other party has never hidden things that can bring him strong strength, so as to get more Demon King points and more promotion opportunities.

After all, Ron also knew about the new spells that Voldemort had given him.

It must be that the other party has learned, or even is already proficient.

His little Slytherin will not affect the current Voldemort in the slightest, and the very clear goals of both sides have gradually made it much easier for the two of them to get along.

Rejecting Voldemort's offer to pick something from the treasury to take away, Ron quietly withdrew from the Malfoy family's treasury once again.

Without knowing it, he returned to his room.

Meanwhile, Narcissa Malfoy and Lucius were in their couple's bedroom.

"My dear, something has been wrong with Draco lately, and I can tell he's very unhappy with himself... I think we put too much pressure on him. "

After hesitating for a long time, Narcissa still did not hold back, and gently woke Lucius, who was about to fall asleep.

I didn't care about the other party, the smell of wine that couldn't be washed away.

Voice your concerns.

And hearing that it was about his most satisfied son Draco, Lucius's originally somewhat drowsy head was also a little sober.

Narcissa bit her red lip.

"My dear, can you tell Romon about the fact that we paid for him a bottle of that top-notch potion, and since he was able to give that potion as a reward to a girl from a Muggle family, our Draco, why not?"

However, even Narcissa could hear the absurdity of such words.

Who is Romon?

One person overturned the entire British wizarding world, making the former British wizarding world Dumbledore a wanted criminal.

It is now the de facto controller of the British wizarding world.

Such a character, is he Lucius able to make such a request?

Lucius almost didn't want to think about it, so he hurriedly shook his head like a rattle, and in his mind, he was reduced to the full-time shoe shiner of this guy Romon.

I can't forget it to this day.

However, after a deep groan, Lucius immediately seemed to think of something and hesitated.

"You say, since Draco now has the ability of parseltongue, then why don't we want to work his demon pet?"

Lucius's eyes flickered, and in the recent period, due to the birth of Romon, the Silver Lord, and Dumbledore's wanted.

Originally, the Ministry of Magic planned to conduct a large-scale search of their Death Eater family like the Malfoy family, who were once fans of Voldemort.

Now it is gone, and something that originally worried him seems to be in no need to hurry to throw it away or dispose of it.

Lucius leaned into his wife, Narcissa, and whispered a hole card he had hidden.

When she heard that there was such a treasure involving Voldemort hidden in the family, Narcissa's first reaction was undoubtedly creepy.

However, when he heard his husband later, he actually said that the diary could allow people to open the Hogwarts, after the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets prepared by the founder of Slytherin House.

Narcissa's eyes couldn't help but light up. (Read violent novels, go on Feilu Fiction Network!)

However, the next morning.

Just as Ron was dining with Draco in the dining room of Malfoy Manor, a voice full of rage was frightening both of them.

"Who is it?!!!?"

Lucius's annoyed roar reached the ears of the two.

Ron was shocked in his heart, but Voldemort, who was hidden in his body, confidently comforted the other party that he would not be discovered, and this relaxed a little.

And in the next moment, the two saw the angry Lucius, followed by Narcissa, who also had an extremely ugly face, and walked out from the corner.

"Mr. Ron, I want to know that you were in the evening yesterday, but did you take a casual walk around the manor after a break?"

Hearing his father's cold words, Draco was also stunned.

"What happened? Father. "

Lucius shook his head and didn't say, a pair of eyes full of malice and killing intent, cold on Ron's body, constantly glancing, as if looking for something.

And hearing the other party's question, Ron also immediately made a dazed look.

"Well, Uncle Malfoy, I was drunk by Uncle Vincent last night, I fell asleep yesterday night, it should have been Draco who sent me over, right?

Draco on the side nodded in agreement.

At this time, a house-elf suddenly appeared at Lucius's side.

"Master, all checked and there is no trace of what you said. "

"Waste !!"

The "bang" kick, mercilessly like a shot, suddenly kicked the house-elf in front of him and flew out, and Lucius was almost so angry that his face was a little distorted.

Unwillingly, he took out his wand and pointed it at Ron.

"Mr. Ron, I'm sorry, our Malfoy family has lost something very important that I need to search, but rest assured, if there is any misunderstanding, we are willing to apologize and compensate you later." "

Hearing this, Ron didn't say anything, and calmly opened his arms under Draco's somewhat ashamed gaze on the side.

The magic swept past Ron's body, and he found that there was nothing out of the ordinary, and the house-elves did not search for anything from the other party's residence.

Lucius's already ugly face already showed a hint of panic.

"Damn! Who else knows about that thing?!"

He cursed in a low voice, and his mind began to think of the people who had attended the banquet at their house yesterday night, but one by one, they were all excluded.

Lucius still couldn't figure out who would have taken Voldemort's diary.

Noticing his son Draco's gaze on the side, Lucius came back to his senses, and after a brief moment of embarrassment, an apologetic smile appeared on his face.

Patted Ron's shoulder.

"'Sorry, little Ron, all this is because I was too anxious just now, it seems that I really misunderstood you, uncle apologizes...'

Looking at Lucius's sincere appearance, Ron looked complicated, and after glancing at Draco, who was looking earnestly on the side, he nodded and didn't say anything.

Letting Narcissa accompany the two of them to breakfast, Lucius himself had no appetite at all, and gathered all the house-elves with a gloomy face.

Looking at these ragged-clad house-elves in front of him, a look of disgust flashed in Lucius's eyes.

"Who entered the treasure house yesterday night, or was in charge of the work near the treasure house?"

Hearing this, all of a sudden, the eyes of the house-elves were placed on one of them, which was Dobby in the original work.

"Master, it's Dobby, Dobby is responsible for cleaning the corridors and studios outside the treasure house....."

"Have you seen any suspicious people moving around or entering the treasure house?"

Dobby just shook his head, the next moment.

"Bang!"

With a heavy kick, in the screams of the other party, Lucius kicked the other party out again.

What's the use of you fucking waste?!"

Watching Lucius frantically waving his wand and casting spells to torture this companion, the house-elves around him shrunk into a ball.

I didn't dare to say a word of pleading at all.

Until finally Lucius got tired of fighting, he reluctantly let go of the other party.

"Don't rest, what work after that, you'd better give me serious work!"

Dobby was trembling, his face was full of tears, even though he was beaten all over his body, he still stood up with difficulty after receiving the order, looking obedient.

Night sleep.

"No, it wasn't Vincent, they wouldn't be interested in that kind of thing, they don't have a parseltongue in their house, and besides, that thing is still the stuff of a mysterious man, it can't be them." "

"But who could it be, either someone with bad intentions for Hogwarts, or... Parseltongue!"

At this moment, the Lucius couple in the bedroom were anxiously talking about the possible whereabouts of Voldemort's diary, and the two of them did not know at all.

Dobby, who was rubbing a vase outside the door, was clearly hearing the conversation between the two (Zhao).

Except for Master Malfoy, that is.... Harry Potter!"

Dobby's eyes suddenly became extremely serious.

This savior had shattered the existence of Lord Voldemort, the dark lord who shrouded the entire British wizarding world, as if he were a figure that all house-elves worshiped.

Hearing about the stolen things at this moment may pose a danger to Harry Potter and Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Dobby couldn't help but make a terrible decision...

And at the same time.

51 rue Montmorency, Paris, France, after a knock on the door.

Dumbledore, who cast the Confusion Curse, took the Great Elder of the Goblin Clan and walked into it.

Here has been blessed by the space extension spell, don't look at the door is a little small, but really walking into it, it is suddenly open.

"Albus, you should at least say beforehand that you are coming, I am not prepared at all here, oh, and a gentleman of the goblin race..."

However, Blati looked at the person in front of him, but his eyes widened instantly.

You, you're Nick Flamel?!"

"Ah, haha, this Mr. Goblin even knows me, I don't have many portraits, it seems that Albus brought a Mr. Goblin who is not low in status. "

Nick Flamel, who had white hair and was thin and seemed to be about to be blown down, said with a smile, and the panting sound was particularly obvious in his voice.

However, even so, in the face of the greatest alchemist in history, even Blatti, who was the Great Elder of the Goblin Clan, had to be treated with respect.

Reach out to shake the other person's hand.

However, Nick Flamel seemed to have thought of something.

"No, no, just shake hands, after shaking hands with a Muggle, I don't do it again..."

Nick Flamel seemed to have thought of something, looked at Dumbledore, who looked obviously a little haggard on the side, and sighed.

"Fate is really a magical thing, who would have thought that the son of that gentleman at the beginning could ..."