Hogwarts: The Drugged Lord, Enemy Of Wizards

Austria, Nurmengard.

Dumbledore looked at the famous quote from his good friend on the stone tablet in front of him, and his eyes were in a daze for a while.

"For the greater good...Gellert, compared with that guy Silver Devil, these ideas you are pursuing at the moment are just like a declaration of world peace.

. "Like

Just as Dumbledore was mumbling to himself.

There was a heavy creaking of the iron door, and the Aurors of the International Confederation of Wizards who were responsible for guarding here slowly opened the door.

"Professor Dumbledore, according to the regulations, you only have 20 minutes."

Dumbledore didn't say anything, and soon came to the top floor of Nurmengard under the leadership of a strictly patrolling jailer inside.

As one of the top wizarding prisons well-known in the wizarding world.

Although Nurmengard does not have the dementors in Azkaban, which are always coveting the dark wizards imprisoned here, the cold environment here, and for the wizards

A cursed environment like hell.

As a result, the people detained here are experiencing double oppression, both physical and spiritual, every moment.

A few years later, when he saw his good friend again, looking at Grindelwald's skinny body, his breathing reminded Dumbledore of a blower fan.

Dumbledore's hands clenched instantly.

"Albus, you are not a regular visitor.

The familiar voice, however, has become extremely hoarse at this moment. It is obvious that the Dark Lord Grindelwald is seriously ill at this moment.

Dumbledore, who originally came here to ask his good friend how to deal with the unstable factor Romon, now saw himself being imprisoned in this wizard prison.

A good friend who has become a human and a ghost.

At this moment, my heart felt as if a knife was being twisted. Even facing Grindelwald's joyful expression when he saw his friend, he didn't know what to say at this moment.

"It seems that you are in trouble. Is it the guy who claims to be Voldemort? I heard from the guards here."

Grindelwald is indeed Dumbledore's good friend. Just from Dumbledore's look, he immediately thought of the other person's situation and stood up from the hard bed with some difficulty.

He hunched over and walked to the door of the prison.

Such a short distance, but in a ghostly place like Nurmengard, even the former Dark Lord [Grindelwald] has no ability to escape.

"For the sake of you taking the initiative to come to me, Albus, tell me your trouble. Although I may not be able to help you at this moment, I can at least make you feel better. The greatest white wizard in the world can't Not a good title to shoulder."

Dumbledore: "...."

Resisting the urge to cry, he took a few deep breaths to calm himself down.

It was only then that Dumbledore finally slowly entered and exited the matters related to Romon.

"Goldstein Kowalski......... This surname seems to sound familiar, is that the fat Muggle back then?"

Seeing Dumbledore nodding, even Grindelwald couldn't help being slightly dazed.

"The world is really amazing. How could that fat man be so lucky? He got the favor of a wizard, could survive against me, Grindelwald, and finally met Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard of this century... ..."

"The son who was born now has also become a troublesome devil.

Grindelwald murmured, and after a while, he suddenly laughed out loud.

Perhaps thinking of the obstacles that Romon's father, Jacob, that fat Muggle, had caused to his plan to rule the wizarding world, Grindelwald's interest in Romon suddenly appeared on his face. .

"So, that Silver Demon King kid also made me your bounty? Ha! It's really interesting."

Looking at his good friend, the relaxed smile that bursts out after hearing something interesting, if it weren't for the thin body under the thin prison uniform, Dumbledore would still be able to notice it.

The other party may still have some psychological comfort at this moment.

"It can be seen that Albus, you are really in a lot of trouble. At such a young age, you are able to master the power of a boy who is just as ruthless as you. No, that boy is ruthless, and he also knows how to intimidate and exploit people's fears and desires. "

"Albus, you seem to be no match for him."

Dumbledore was silent.

"The first generation of the Dark Lord was imprisoned, the second generation of the Dark Lord was dying, and now there is a Silver Lord, but he is able to be worshiped by the entire British wizarding world as a demon king... What a shame... Interesting times.”

"Albus, you took away from me the position of leader of the wizarding world that should have belonged to me. How do you feel now?"

Dumbledore was suddenly annoyed.

"I didn't want to be a wizard leader back then..."

Grindelwald waved his hand. He no longer wanted to mention what happened back then.

There was silence for a long time, and just when the prison guard reminded him that time was about to end for the first time, Grindelwald suddenly slowly raised his head.

"Dumbledore, you said back then that I appeared because I was needed by the dangerous era. I think that compared to my era, the current era of the Silver Demon King is more dangerous. You need to be in some places where you can't make concessions."

"Some concessions have been made."

Dumbledore left.

In the top-floor prison of Nurmengard.

Looking at the heavy dark clouds that could not be seen outside, Grindelwald's murmur was covered by the thunder amidst the intense coughing.

"Silver Lord, Romon Kowalski, what an interesting time...

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Outside the palace of truth, on a huge open space where a large-scale space folding spell has been released, a number of little wizards are busy chattering.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

"Stay Sang Sang..."

On the open space, there are huge blocks of four to five cubic meters in size, boxy and special stones of unknown material, which are neatly placed here.

Harry Potter carefully chanted the spell while carefully moving the wand in his hand.

Controlling the huge boulder floating in front of him, he walked towards a special imprinted area above the open space.

And at this moment, there were not a few people like Harry Potter.

Draco Malfoy in Slytherin, Pansy Parkinson, Crabbe Vincent and more.

As well as Hermione from Ravenclaw and the others, as well as the young wizards from the other two colleges, are all busy here.

Romon stands on the top floor of the Palace of Truth, holding a bottle of purple magic potion in his hand, which is being slowly stirred by him with a special frequency and angle.

"Hiss, master, your decision is undoubtedly absolutely correct, but... I don't understand, even if I don't use these little wizards, I can completely build the Warcraft fortress you want."

"It's just moving some stones. Where do you need to teach these little wizards any spells? Your spells are so precious, how can you take them out so easily?"

Elizabeth floated beside Romon, looking through the window at the figures of wizards who looked like little ants below, and her words revealed deep confusion.

On the side, Wednesday, who was holding a notebook and recording something, the magic quill in his hand paused for a while.

Elizabeth asked a question she was equally puzzled about.

Romon smiled faintly, looking through the window at the busy little wizards outside.

In a pair of pupils, the light of the pale golden text flashes non-stop.

However, the knowledge content in the [Dharma Temple] in his mind is rapidly increasing at an unprecedented growth rate.

The completion degree of each keyword with special meaning is also rising steadily.

[Research on the degree of magic induced by different wands (79% completed and growing)]

[Research on the specificity of the operation of Parseltongue blood magic power (12% completed, growing...)]

[Conjecture about the wizarding bloodline of the Malfoy family (59% completed, growing

[Advanced Floating Curse—The Curse of the Sky (44% completed, growing...)]

[…]

Today is only the first day that the little wizards have officially received their F-class missions. However, the precious "data" Romon has harvested in his mind at this moment is something he could not collect for several years when he was imprisoned in Azkaban. exist.

In just a short while, some of the simple keywords "Dharma Temple" already showed the words 100% completed.

Along with it, there was a large amount of unfamiliar information, which was quickly "loaded" in Romon's mind.

This kind of spiritual sublimation experience made the shaking of the potion in Romon's hand become more freehand and pleasant. While answering the two people's doubts, there was also a light tune in his mouth.

"Two beautiful ladies, you should know"

"Although I will not kill people easily, I am still the Silver Demon King, not a philanthropist."

"What these little wizards are doing is far more significant to me than their death, and...it's just some improved low-level spells, even if they are taught to them."

"It's not an easy thing for them to really learn."

As Romon spoke, the shaking movement of the potion bottle in his hand suddenly stopped. The sunlight shining through the window showed that the potion in the bottle had changed from purple to a gray-white chaotic color.

A look of excitement flashed in his eyes.

"Today is indeed a very good day for harvesting."

After many days of research and preparation, and even several nights of continuous fighting, Romon, who never stopped for a moment, finally completed the preparation of a new bottle of potion at this moment.

"Master, let me try it first.

Elizabeth looked at Romon getting ready to come up and sighed, and calmed down a bit.

However, Romon has very strong confidence in his calculations and research.

"Elizabeth, don't worry. Everything is under my control. In theory, I have the means to deal with any accident that may occur. The materials for this potion are not easy to obtain..."

As he said that, without waiting for the other party to stop him, Romon instantly unscrewed the cap of the medicine bottle in his hand.

"oh!"

A sound like an oxygen cylinder leaking sounded from the moment the medicine bottle was opened.

The next moment, a thick dark gray cloud gushed out from it.

As if with life, it turned into a vague human form.

Instantly enter Romon's body from Romon's mouth and nose and other places as the entrance.

"Hiss, isn't the potion you researched, Romon, not used for drinking?"

Wednesday stepped aside nervously, looking at Romon, who was hunched over and constantly inhaling the strange cloud, he couldn't hold back his complaints after all.

Flipping through the notebook in his hand, he finally found a name that Romon temporarily gave this potion on a page of records a few days ago.

【Grey Barrow Lament】

at the same time.

There was a crash.

As one of the few Dumbledores in Hogwarts who had permission to apparate, his figure suddenly appeared in his office.

Just took a breath.

In my mind, I couldn't help but think of my good friend's suggestion.

Make concessions on some things.

Based on the other party's understanding of him, Dumbledore knew that what the other party said was not for him to compromise with Romon. After all, Romon's current impact on the wizarding world was not his.

The white wizard can compromise.

He must come up with a coping strategy as soon as possible.

Then, when Grindelwald was unable to come out to help him, Dumbledore immediately understood the concessions and compromises that the other party said.

"Romon Kowalski, you really gave me a big problem, huh?

Dumbledore walked to the window and was about to take a look at the Palace of Truth located on the edge of the Forbidden Forest outside the window. He was muttering in his mouth and was about to sigh something when he was suddenly interrupted by busy people

Attracted by the figure.

"Watershit......"

When Professor McGonagall and the others received Dumbledore's summons, they instantly knew what the other party was doing with 507.

Arriving at the principal's office, as soon as he entered the door, he saw Dumbledore with a gloomy face, with dissatisfaction almost written on his face.

"Minerva, Filius, Snape...I need an explanation!"

Professor McGonagall hesitated, glanced at the people around her, and finally, as the vice-principal, she spoke first.

"Albus, the situation is completely different from what we thought. At the beginning, we did what you said, putting various restrictions on the little wizards and not letting them see the wizards.

B...1"

"But they still have to peek, don't they?" Dumbledore scowled.

Seeing several people nodding, Dumbledore immediately sat upright in dissatisfaction.

"Then why don't you just confiscate the Wizard's Book?"

Professor McGonagall and the others did not speak, but they all looked out the window.

In an instant, Dumbledore understood the reason.

Indeed, as the producer of the [Wizard's Book], Romon is still in Hogwarts. Even if he were standing at the window of the Palace of Truth at this moment, he could still be far away.

See them here.

In Dumbledore's eyes, Hogwarts, which was a stronghold in the struggle between him and Romon, had already collapsed.

Strong strength, strong support from his parents, and Romon's bounty mission that completely grasps the little wizard's ideas and has no ambition at all.

It can be said that Romon has laid the road to promotion to become stronger and become a powerful demon king like himself, which is in front of all Xiaogang.

In this case, let alone Dumbledore's excuse that "the Silver Lord has ulterior motives" is not tenable at all.

Even the parents of these little wizards knew that Romon had some evil purpose.

Not necessarily anyone can resist this fatal temptation.

...

"The Silver Devil has really fully mobilized the learning enthusiasm of these little wizards. During this period, the little wizards who came to me to ask questions about magic spells made me a little busy.

Professor Flitwick said meaningfully.

Dumbledore understood what he meant instantly.

Now I am trying to stop the little wizards, use the [Wizard's Book], and take on the task of Romon, the Silver Demon, and fight against everyone.

It won't take long for this kind of thing to be passed down to the family by the little wizard.

At that time, Dumbledore may have to face pressure from the entire wizarding world.

And the fact is just as Professor Flitwick said.

The day after Dumbledore met his best friend, formal notification letters from members of the Hogwarts School Board were delivered to him.

Along with the letter came Lucius Malfoy, the representative of the school board of directors.

"Lucius, it seems that you are relieved of the pain that the Silver Demon King gave you back then."

He casually threw the school board notice that required full cooperation with Romon to carry out "Hogwarts Wizarding Teaching Reform" into the fireplace.

Dumbledore spoke.

However.

Lucius: "This does not prevent me from allowing our children to receive the teachings of the most powerful wizard in the world."