Hogwarts: My Dark Lord Simulator

Think about it!The Savior and the Dark Lord, a pair of black and white CPs, were running around in the bathroom together...

Jie Jie Jie.

When Zhang Huowang rushed to the auditorium with great expectations, the little wizards were still setting off fireworks in the garden.

Only house elves were busy near dozens of long tables.

"Oh! Great wizard, let's go now!"

The moment an elf saw Zhang Huowang, he screamed and disappeared. He only had time to drop an excited cheer.

Accompanied by a series of popping sounds caused by the Apparition, the auditorium quickly became empty.

It's time to poison!

'Well, let me see, where is Harry's favorite place to sit? '

Zhang Huowang smiled strangely and took out the chrysanthemum spray and strolled beside the long table in Gryffindor House.

Yes, the fifth position from the left!

Croissants, chicken drumsticks with honey juice, apple cider vinegar, smoked sausage...

Just use that bottle of apple cider vinegar!

A drop, two drops...sprinkle!Sprinkle it all!

Zhang Huowang took a long breath and was satisfied.

There is no need to pre-judge professor seats. Each seat is marked with the names of professors.

Professor Quirrell's seat was directly behind Snape, and Zhang Huowang followed suit.

When people focus on something, they usually ignore everything around them, and Zhang Huowang is not immune to this.

He didn't notice at all that there was an old man with a white beard behind him.

"Mr. Zhang, can you explain what seasonings you added to it?"

Zhang Huowang turned around in surprise and saw Dumbledore staring at him with an expressionless face.

In the old man's hand, he was still holding the bottle of apple cider vinegar that he had drugged, and he was ready to drink it.

The young man was horrified: "What the hell?"

"Professor! Put this thing down quickly!"

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and smiled mysteriously: "Don't worry, I have cast a spell on myself in advance, and I will be immune to all poisons within 10 minutes."

"Are you doing this because you don't like Harry? He is obviously so cute..."

"Emm, let me have a taste, what's in this."

No...

Zhang Huowang's movements were still a step slower.

"belch."

The old man burped comfortably: "It tastes pretty good,"

"I came here just to tell you that Zhang Qiugang's father died and she needs the company of her relatives."

"So, her mother will also be attending the dinner tonight, and you should also pay attention."

"You must have heard that story, Death and the Three Brothers."

"You, Harry, Neville, and even Zhang Qiu are all poor children. Only by letting go of hatred can you go further."

"Tonight, there will be some waves. Maybe you should take them away from the bathroom."

At this moment, there was light in Dumbledore's eyes and there was something in his words.

He felt that he had done something good to attract people, and he walked away without even giving Zhang Huowang a chance to speak.

That back looks like a ghost.

The corners of Zhang Huowang's mouth twitched.

Of course he had heard the story about the God of Death and the three brothers.

Including the magic stone that brings the dead back to life, the infinitely powerful Elder Wand, and the invisibility cloak that can avoid death, he also knows it very well.

Anyone who teases Death will be punished by him and there is no way to escape.

However, let me, a murderer, care about the wife and daughter of the victim?

What kind of brain circuit is this shit?

As for what it means to be troubled and stay away from the bathroom, Zhang Huowang said he didn't understand, but the troll had nothing to do with him.

It was Dumbledore's drinking that shocked him greatly.

Professor, this spray medicine acts on magic power, and its working principle is different from other medicines!

You can't stop it with a spell...

Dumbledore did not realize the seriousness of the problem for the time being. After leaving the auditorium, he went to find Snape and briefly explained some things.

For example, when the troll arrives, Snape is asked to covertly protect the safety of the students so that Harry can gain experience.

And, before the dinner begins, drink a bottle of antidote and change places with Professor Quirrell.

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The dinner party is about to begin.

At seven o'clock sharp, the young wizards from the four major colleges entered the venue one after another under the leadership of their respective seniors.

Zhang Huowang, who was sitting at the end of the long row of Hufflepuff tables, caught a glimpse of the tall figure of his lovely aunt.

And not far in front of her, Zhang Qiu, Marietta and Cedric were walking together.

Zhang Qiu looked pale.

The same goes for my best friend Marietta, who is whispering something.

"Qiu, my mother didn't let me say it originally."

"But, regarding the real cause of your father's death..."

Marietta hesitated to speak, successfully attracting Zhang Qiu's attention.

Zhang Qiu was extremely excited and keenly grasped the key point: "There is something fishy about my father's death!?"

Marietta hesitated for a moment, then nodded solemnly.

"That day, I overheard my mother talking to several Aurors from the Ministry of Magic."

"When they were investigating the cause of death, they used a time turner to return to the crime scene!"

"They saw..."

Marietta was about to speak when suddenly a cold male voice came to her ears.

"What did they see?"

The person who came was none other than Zhang Huowang. He was smiling and staring at Marietta's pale face with his deep eyes.

"No, nothing."

Marietta's face became even paler, and she explained eagerly: "Qiu, my stomach feels a little uncomfortable. I need to go to the bathroom first."

After saying that, the little girl ran away eagerly.

Zhang Huowang was very satisfied with this and immediately rewarded him with a Forgetting Curse that reached the ultimate state.

Then he gave Zhang Qiu an affectionate hug: "Qiu, I heard about uncle. I'm sorry."

"When you are sad, talk to your aunt instead of looking for outsiders."

"You are still young and don't know that people's hearts are sinister. Only your loved ones are trustworthy."

Zhang Huowang paused, glanced at his aunt who walked quickly to Zhang Qiu, and said with a smile: "Right, Mrs. Gu?"

"Ah? Right, right!"

At this time, Gu Shengqiu was extremely nervous. After hearing this, she hugged Zhang Qiu's shoulders tightly and reluctantly replied: "Qiu, why don't you thank your cousin yet."

Zhang Qiu felt a little touched. This cousin was so kind.

But why didn't he call him aunt instead of calling his mother Mrs. Gu?

"Thank you! Cousin."

It was just a small episode, but Zhang Huowang didn't take it to heart.

After giving Aunt Gu Shengqiu a few Forgetting Curses, she left and sat back at the Hufflepuff table.

At 07:30, the party started.

After Professor McGonagall presided over the opening ceremony, the auditorium was filled with laughter and laughter.

But Dumbledore didn't come, he fled.

Professor Quirrell didn't come either.

Snape did come, but he decisively sat in Quirrell's seat, slowly drank an apple cider vinegar drink, and then hurried to the bathroom.

Regarding this, Zhang Huowang only regretted that he did not bring two more bottles of chrysanthemum spray.

I have been hunting geese all day long, but today I hit my own guardian!

Look how happy Harry is eating!

He even talked to Hermione until his face turned red, and even Ron beside him couldn't get a word in.

Zhang Huowang chewed the soft steak and looked at the Slytherin table depressedly.

Cassandra Warley also came, but she still avoided herself and did not allow any space for private conversations.

Everything is not going well!

Zhang Huowang always wants to take stock of his vice president.

Regarding the origin of Cassandra, he had also read the history books about the Holy 28 family these days.

Unfortunately, the surname Woley does not exist among the pure-blood 28 families.

Zhang Huowang put down the sausage in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and decided to waste a life simulation opportunity.

"System, start life simulation, goal: find the secrets of Cassandra."

[Goal determined, simulation begins]

Zhang Huowang came to God's perspective again, but this time the result was beyond his expectation.

[At the age of 11, you are enjoying your first Christmas in the Great Hall of Hogwarts]

[After 3 hours, you are dead]