Hogwarts: The Drugged Lord, Enemy Of Wizards

"It seems incredible, but it's a pity...I, an old man, have been brought to this point by that young man named Silver Devil...it only took less than two or three months."

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

Looking desolate.

To be honest, when he saw the newspaper for the first time, the evaluation of himself said that he had become a Dark Lord, Dumbledore was so angry that he laughed on the spot.

However, after a brief moment of anger, he was filled with fear towards the young junior Romon.

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

After muttering regretfully to himself, when Dumbledore came to his senses, Hagrid had barely understood what was happening.

"So, Professor Dumbledore, what are you going to do? What can I do to help you?"

Dumbledore, who was waiting for Hagrid's words, immediately felt happy.

"The Silver Devil is arrogant. After recently becoming the principal of Hogwarts, he directly built a huge [Silver Devil's Library], which contains tens of thousands of precious books on potions, potions, and magic. Biology, magic, and alchemy are all involved."

"Since he is so conceited and selfless in taking out these things, then naturally we can't

Hagrid opened his mouth. He didn't know why he was brave enough to join the great white wizard Dumbledore's alliance against the rule of the Silver Demon. He was looking at Dumbledore's expression when he spoke.

But there is always a strong sense of strangeness growing in my heart.

He didn't say anything, but even he didn't notice that the sight of Dumbledore and the white wizard robe in his eyes had darkened unconsciously.

"We have a large number of our own people in Hogwarts. They have only temporarily succumbed to the threat of the Silver Devil. They will secretly pass on those precious magic books to us after they obtain them."

"And you, Hagrid, you have a very outstanding talent in magical biology. I already know what happened to you. You even know how to take care of big guys like fire dragons.

"From now on, all you need to do is cultivate a large number of magical creatures for us in this fairy city, and provide them for other people here to conduct research on potions and other aspects.

Hagrid hesitated and nodded.

But when he thought of the sinkhole town where monsters were everywhere, Hagrid couldn't help but feel an unnatural flash in his eyes.

Compared to these ugly goblins, there was no doubt that Hogwarts made him feel more comfortable.

"Master, although Dumbledore has been driven away now, we have completely lost the clue to the Sorcerer's Stone. During this time, we have searched all the places in Hogwarts where things might be hidden."

"All for nothing."

"Master... Could it be that Dumbledore gave the Sorcerer's Stone to the Silver Demon?"

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

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

But after hearing the trembling analysis from Quirrell's mouth, Voldemort directly rejected it without hesitation.

"It's impossible. With that guy's alchemy level, the Silver Demon King doesn't like the Philosopher's Stone at all. Moreover, is it possible for Dumbledore to hand over that kind of thing to someone who even he can't understand?"

Quirrell was silent.

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

"Then, Master, how about we ask the Silver Demon King to help us refine a magic stone again?"

"Since he doesn't like treasures like the Magic Stone, it must be easy for him to make, and then Master, you can easily return to your peak state.

Voldemort:

...

A pair of cold eyes looked at the figure in the mirror.

To be honest, if he didn't have suitable subordinates to rely on, the fool in front of him would never possess him even if he knelt in front of him and begged him.

The Silver Demon King doesn't like the Philosopher's Stone. Could it be that he can like me?

As a big figure who once stirred up troubles in the British wizarding world, Voldemort witnessed Romon's magical potions and alchemical methods in just two or three months during his time at Hogwarts.

Dumbledore's authority was trampled under his feet time and time again.

He even easily took possession of the Ministry of Magic, which he had not been able to completely control at the beginning.

Now there is no need to even use any threat of force. The Ministry of Magic and those pure-blood wizard families who once followed him are frantically searching for the whereabouts of Dumbledore throughout the British wizarding world.

Who could have thought of such a number one figure.

He had only been out of a place like Azkaban for less than a few months?

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

Now, he really understands.

The level is different.

Whether it was him, the former Dark Lord, or Dumbledore, who had been forced to become a wanted criminal, they were no longer on Romon's level.

Maybe now I can still attach myself to Quirrell and look for the Philosopher's Stone I want in Hogwarts.

It's just Romon who likes to laugh at his own jokes.

Thinking of this, Voldemort's heart was so filled with murderous intent that he couldn't help but become extremely cold.

This kind of extreme humiliation reminded him of Tom Riddle, who was also a proud man back then, but even though he practiced black magic and made Horcruxes, he became like this.

He is still proud, even arrogant.

And just when Voldemort was in an unprecedented tangle, how to find a way to return to his peak.

Hogwarts Slytherin area.

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

He looked at the letter from Dumbledore in his hand, which had a special confusion spell added to it.

Snape lifted the spell according to the agreement between the two, and soon the contents of the letter appeared in front of him.

When seen, Dumbledore's letters indicate.

The moment he united with the fairies and revealed the huge hidden power of the fairies, even Snape, who had long been disinterested in this aspect, couldn't help but tremble with his fingertips.

His brows instantly knitted into the character "Chuan".

Subsequently, Dumbledore also stated in the letter that they were prepared to engage in a long-term confrontation with the Silver Demon Lord Romon.

Let him exchange the precious books in the [Silver Demon King's Library] as planned before, and then record them and pass them over there...

If Snape had expected all this, Dumbledore's next instructions made his expression become serious instantly.

"Voldemort should still be hiding in Hogwarts, keeping a close eye on those who are secretly looking for the Philosopher's Stone. At the same time, protect Harry..."

The letter in his hand burned.

Under the light of the fire, Snape's expression flickered at this moment.

Voldemort.

This name immediately brought back the painful memories of more than ten years ago that he couldn't bear to look back on.

When he thought that Voldemort was still searching for the Philosopher's Stone in Hogwarts, Snape couldn't help but his eyes turned cold, and his mind immediately thought of the current Hogwarts principal, the Silver Demon Lord Romon.

If it were the other party, he would definitely be able to easily deal with this guy Voldemort.

However, just when Snape was about to immediately go find the other party and report the matter, there was a sudden pause as he stepped out of the door.

Does Romon really not know?

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

During the following period, Romon quickly received a report from his loyal servant, Filch.

"Professor Snape always patrols Hogwarts these nights, as if he is guarding against something."

Upon hearing this report, Romon was stunned for a moment, and then understood the reason.

He chuckled lightly and just held hands without saying anything.

He has no intention of talking to the other party.

Whether it was Voldemort who was looking for the Philosopher's Stone hidden by Dumbledore, or Snape who was in Cao's camp and worried about Han, these were all things that Romon didn't need to pay attention to.

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

Earn more proficiency for your [Dharma Temple] (cgfe).

And time, as the little wizards were looking forward to every day, finally arrived at Christmas.

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

However, even though it was a day off, the learning atmosphere in Hogwarts was still strong.

Located opposite the original Hogwarts library, in front of the gate of the [Silver Devil's Library] transformed with the blessing of Romon's powerful transformation spell.

A gate blessed by magic controls this place, and two alchemy dolls controlled by Orianna stand quietly beside it.

There are many people coming in and out from here and the library opposite every day.

"Senior Penello, thank you for spending your precious time explaining these things to me. To be honest, Professor Flitwick and the others are very busy right now. There are so many senior wizards surrounding them that I can't even squeeze in."

Hermione said gratefully to the beautiful and intellectual woman in front of her.

But upon hearing Hermione's praise, Penello smiled softly and shook his head gently.

She pushed a strand of flaxen hair hanging down from her forehead behind her ears, a small gesture that even a girl, Hermione, couldn't help but be fascinated by.

"Haha, Hermione, you are really a very studious little wizard. To be honest, until I saw you, I didn't believe what Professor Romon said before about the Sorting Hat being inaccurate."

"You really are...a natural Ravenclaw.

When Romon's name was mentioned, Penelo, who was Ravenclaw's prefect and a famous school beauty at Hogwarts, couldn't help but have a somewhat erratic look in his eyes.

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

He will no longer be treated like a prisoner in Azkaban.

However, the young wizards here in Ravenclaw still avoid Romon, the principal who was born in Ravenclaw, and they never seem to be willing to take the initiative to talk to people about the fact that Ravenclaw has a Silver Demon King.

However, Penello didn't think so. Due to the lack of Demon King Points, with the appearance of [Demon King Arena], this quiet Ravenc

Lao Jinhua also picked up the wand and showed off his powerful magic power.

Suddenly, as if he thought of something, a beautiful smile suddenly bloomed on Penello's face.

It's like the flower bones unfolding on the hill under the rising sun.

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

Penelope Crevat looked at Xiafei's cheeks, and Hermione, who had originally planned to wish him a powerful magic spell, silently retracted her words.

Judging from the other party's appearance, he seemed to be looking forward to something other than magic spells and potions.

Somehow, Hermione, who originally had a good impression of the senior Penello in front of her, became a little unhappy.

As night gradually fell, it was another lively celebration dinner.

Romon, the current Headmaster of Hogwarts, was naturally present. Faced with the eyes that looked over at him, full of expectation and curiosity, Romon raised his eyebrows and looked back at the little wizard.

They have a mysterious smile.

This time, these little wizards were instantly made restless.

If it weren't for the deans of their respective colleges glaring at them with warning faces, there would have been quite a few young wizards rushing back to their dormitories, climbing into bed and covering themselves with quilts.

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

McGonagall asked quietly, and Romon smiled slightly.

"Professor McGonagall, since it is a holiday, everyone should be happy, right? Even the students who performed poorly in the Halloween event cannot be deprived of their

They're happy at Christmas, aren't they?"

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

Look at the little wizards present who are chatting excitedly with each other.

During this period, she had been feeling a little depressed because of Dumbledore's incident, but she couldn't help but feel a bit 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.

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

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

On Christmas Eve, quiet music sounded softly in the halls of Hogwarts. In the little wizards' dormitories of the four major colleges, although everyone was already lying on the bed, they were so excited that no one could fall asleep.

From time to time, everyone would suddenly sit up and look at the Christmas tree in the bedroom.

Until a mysterious energy slowly spread throughout Hogwarts without anyone noticing.

Unknowingly, the entire Hogwarts little wizards began to have eyelids twitching, and sleep quickly made them gradually quiet down, and then, gentle snoring sounded.

Early the next morning.

Ronald screamed and suddenly woke up from the bed.

Looking around blankly, Harry and the others, who were still sleeping soundly, hesitated for a moment. Ronald carefully walked out of bed and came outside the bedroom. Several exquisite gift boxes were present.

It is quietly placed under the Christmas tree.

I walked over excitedly and took a look. There was only one gift box that belonged to me.

It is about the size of a small palm. When you open it, you will find a small bottle of magic potion inside.

[Magic Strengthening Potion——Christmas Limited]: After taking it, the magic level of a little wizard with F-level magic power can be increased by at least one level. Merry Christmas————From Evil

Gift from the Silver Demon King"

There was a slight joy on his face. Ronald, who originally thought that since he didn't have any candies, there would be no reward, couldn't help but feel happy.

The thing is naturally not as good as the [Golden Galleons Rule] that Harry Potter and the others used before, but it is already very precious to Ronald.

He quickly put the things away and took another look. Everyone else had two gifts, one from his family and one from the principal, Romon.

He smiled to himself. He had already left the Weasley family, so naturally there would be no Christmas gifts from now on.

But, looking at the gift boxes and packages placed under the Christmas tree.

After hesitatingly glancing at his sleeping roommate, Ronald looked at a package, which seemed to be a piece of clothing.

"Before your father passed away, you entrusted this thing to me."

"This item now belongs to its original owner, please use it properly."

"Harry Potter, accept"