Hogwarts: The Drugged Lord, Enemy Of Wizards

"Hisss...

Draco and the three of them had not yet understood what Harry Potter meant by guide.

The next moment, he was stunned by Harry Potter's magical operation.

I saw a series of creepy sounds coming from the other party's mouth.

And the next moment, the big green snake that had a snaking body in front of them and was obviously coming towards them with malicious intentions slowly raised its head.

Waves of vomiting sounds came from the other party's mouth, and they seemed to have reached some kind of communication with Harry Potter singing and singing beside them.

In just a few minutes, the big snake that was originally preparing to attack them took the initiative to move slowly in one direction.

"Hurry, follow quickly, it will take us to find the Acromantula, but we must be prepared for battle, that's what it said..."

Harry happily followed them quickly, but before taking two steps, he found that the three people behind him were still standing there, motionless.

Draco swallowed a mouthful of saliva, as if he understood something in an instant.

"Harry Potter, you are a Parseltongue. No wonder...Professor Snape took care of you, a Gryffindor, not just because of your mother."

Harry Potter was confused.

"What is Parseltongue? This thing seems to be marked on my [Wizard's Book]."

"It's about being able to communicate with snakes."

Seamus spoke, looking at Harry Potter in front of him nervously and with a complicated expression, as if he had gotten to know him again.

"Legend has it that in the wizarding world there is a mysterious dark wizard who was born in Slytherin, he is a Parseltongue... He is the mysterious man that everyone talks about.

Draco on the side spoke to add.

"Not only is You-Know-Who, Harry Potter, but you would never guess that the first Head of Slytherin, Salazar Slytherin, was a Parseltongue.

"Harry Potter, the Sorting Hat made a very serious mistake. You should be sorted into Slytherin!"

"Parseltongue belongs only to Slytherins!"

Harry Potter was also stunned on the spot at this moment, and he couldn't help but recall that since the last lecture given by the Silver Devil, he had frequently encountered him by chance.

Even as the headmaster of Slytherin, he frequently appears around Gryffindor's dormitory.

"Professor Snape must have known it a long time ago. You are a Parseltongue, otherwise it would be impossible for a woman to care so much about you. Professor Harry Potter Snape has never been an emotional person."

Draco took a step forward and persuaded the other party seriously.

Draco has always been very interested in the legend of Harry Potter, and since they are the same age, Draco doesn't mind becoming friends with him.

Of course, the premise is that the other party is no longer Gryffindor.

"Harry Potter, you are a born Slytherin."

Just when Harry Potter was doubting whether he was really suitable to stay in Slytherin as Draco said, Neville on the side hastily opened his mouth.

"Harry, Malfoy, this is not the time to talk about this, the snake is almost invisible!"

At this moment, everyone was startled, turned their heads and quickly chased after him.

However, even while running, Draco, holding a broomstick in one hand, did not forget to continue persuading him.

"Harry, don't be prejudiced against Slytherin. You can ask about it. Slytherin is very united. Even Professor Romon's years at Hogwarts could not prevent Slytherin from winning the House Cup every year."

Harry Potter:"

Neville, who was panting and chasing after several people, looked surprised.

"Stop Slytherin? Why does Professor Romon want to stop Slytherin from winning the Academy Cup? Isn't he from Slytherin Academy?"

Draco glanced at each other, and then looked at the other two with disdain.

"Not everyone related to snakes is in Slytherin. After all, now I am very suspicious of that stinky Sorting Hat. Why did Harry Potter, a Parseltongue, get sorted into Gryffindor."

.....And why was the powerful Silver Demon King assigned to the Ravenclaw in the nerd colony!"

"Knock knock knock"

The Palace of Truth. After a knock on the door, a door on the top floor slowly opened.

When Wednesday walked into it, he saw Romon sitting cross-legged next to a huge magic circle burning with dark green flames, maintaining something seriously.

In the magic circle, as the "top alchemy material" that was sent to the door on his own initiative, Bloody Barro has stopped howling miserably.

But the strong will that has existed for centuries was something Romon didn't expect.

I just took the magic potion and initially mastered the [Soul Curse], a power that can directly affect the soul. There are still many theoretical gaps in the application of this power at the level of magic.

At this moment, facing the bloody Barrow, who was like a smelly stone in a cesspit, he could only adopt the most stupid method, which was also a waste of energy.

"Sure enough, as you said, the entire Hogwarts didn't notice that this guy disappeared, and even Dumbledore didn't have any special reaction.

Wednesday said, suddenly paused slightly, and his expression gradually became weird.

"Our Professor Dumbledore seems to be in a very uncomfortable mood today. I heard from some paintings in the college and from Helena... He seems to be having some trouble with Professor Flitwick. unhappy."

Hearing this, Romon, who was activating the magic circle with all his strength and performing alchemy, slightly raised the corner of his mouth with a disdainful arc.

"He's afraid."

Wednesday nodded, naturally understanding that the "he" Romon was talking about was not Professor Flitwick, who seemed to be more vulnerable.

On the contrary, the person Romon was afraid of was none other than Dumbledore, who was called the greatest white wizard of this century by the wizarding world.

When Wednesday thought about the cold chill that he felt when he passed by Dumbledore when he entered the academy today, he not only did not feel the slightest fear, but also became very excited.

"The feeling of losing control is uncomfortable, and it is still like this to watch helplessly. The people around you who should support you have turned their backs on you and chosen another path. Moreover, this path is in the eyes of everyone. , wide and flat, leading directly to the direction of the legendary wizard..."

Romon murmured, a smile full of contempt for Dumbledore.

No matter how powerful a person is, unless he uses evil spells to turn everyone in the world into his own puppet.

Otherwise, there will always be uncontrollable things happening.

As it happened, Romon naturally recognized this early.

That was why there was the previous Hogwarts Arena challenge, where one person suppressed the entire British wizarding world, leaving fear but also bringing death.

Then when everyone was forced to choose to obey, Yinmeng again and again offered an olive branch that these people could not refuse.

He even publicly stated that he was not only not worried that these people who hated him would one day become powerful and kill him, the Silver Demon King.

"Such a great magic, since this fool is willing to teach it to us, why don't we learn it?"

"Of course I didn't give in. I was just accumulating strength and waiting for a perfect opportunity to retaliate."

"I'm not after the Silver Demon King, but I may be able to get more power from him in this way. I still want to kill this demon in the end."

Thoughts like this are the most appropriate thoughts in the hearts of the vast majority of the British wizarding community today, who pay respect and surrender to Romon.

Whether you are deceiving yourself or others, or you are really bearing the burden of humiliation.

At least, Romon's influence in Hogwarts now has, to some extent, truly suppressed Dumbledore, who is the official principal.

On the other hand, look at this great white wizard.

"Wednesday, you said, is time really a silent blade? It makes the strong hesitate, and it also makes people who should be smart become stupid..."

Romon murmured, looking at the [soul-inducing lamp] whose ghostly light kept swaying in the magic circle.

The next moment, the blazing green flames instantly became more intense.

"Ahhhhh!"

"Fake! Romon Kowalski! You must not die well, you must not die well! Those who play with souls will not end well! No! Ahhhhh..."

On the top floor of the Palace of Truth, Bloody Barro let out a shrill howl.

The eerie and terrifying atmosphere also spread deep in the Forbidden Forest.

"Ha, Harry, is there really an Acromantula here? Did that snake really tell you that?"

Draco held the wand in one hand and looked around nervously.

After all, the situation was somewhat beyond their expectations.

While following the big snake along the way and avoiding a lot of trouble, Harry and the others had to accept the cruel reality that they had entered the most dangerous moment of the Forbidden Forest.

The sunlight that rarely penetrates into the depths of the Forbidden Forest becomes even more minimal with the arrival of dusk.

As a result, at this moment, several people had to hold up their wands and cast fluorescent spells.

Explore your surroundings slowly.

Facing Draco's question, Harry was a little unsure at this moment. According to what the big snake had said, the area they were in now was near the Acromantula's lair.

The other party even told them not to go too deep and just look around.

The population of Acromantulas is not small and so on.

This ability to obtain information from snakes immediately filled Draco and others with admiration and desire, especially Draco as a Slytherin.

As the son of Lucius, a former Death Eater, although at this moment he did not know that his father had also worked for a mysterious man.

But he also accepted a lot of Slytherin ideas.

Among them, Lucius's admiration for Parseltongue also reached Draco.

And just when Draco was slightly distracted, a series of dense and creepy sounds suddenly frightened him.

"Harry! Did you hear something?"

"It seems like something is coming, a lot"

Draco's face turned slightly pale, and the wand in his hand trembled slightly. In the trembling weak fluorescence, the next moment, balls reflecting the jet black luster filled the darkness like a flood, instantly occupying it. The sight of several people.

"God"

Draco stared at it blankly. It was only about the size of a Muggle car, with jet black fur all over its body, and even more ferocious eyeballs.

There is no doubt that the snake did not deceive them. They had really entered the Acromantula's lair.

"Four wizards who broke into the Forbidden Forest without listening to the Hogwarts professors?"

A deep voice sounded.

When several people looked up, they were shocked to find an even larger Acromantula, calmly

Standing in the middle of several big trees, in a cave made of spider webs.

The gloomy eyes stared at Harry Potter and the others below.

"It's a pity that you will become a delicious snack for my children..."

Aragog, the Acromantula, said that the next moment, the Acromantulas around him suddenly turned like a herd of crazy cattle, waving their poisonous teeth fiercely towards them.

Harry and others gathered around to kill him.

"The flames are blazing!"

A magic spell was issued from Harry Potter's wand, and when a circle of flames rose up, several people didn't even have time to relax and shouted hurriedly.

"Run! Run on the broom!"

Among the people who came back to their senses in shock, Draco immediately sat astride his broom, and without waiting for Harry Potter to react, he grabbed Seamus, who was standing beside him without a broom.

"I won't take this guy Longbottom with me!"

Looking at the few people flying high into the sky in the blink of an eye, Aragog roared sharply.

"Get 'em!"

Harry and the others, who had just taken off and quickly shuttled through the dense jungle, raised their heads again and were shocked to discover that acrosperids were falling from the sky with their silk threads hanging on them.

"Be careful, release your magic quickly, attack quickly!" Draco yelled in collapse.

However, such an exciting scene, as well as the Acromantula that passed by him dangerously, frightened Seamo behind him, and he was instantly confused.

"What magic?"

Draco was furious.

"What difference does it make to you?! Attack, click!

The next moment, looking at the Acromantula coming towards him in the darkness with its webs dangling, Seamus Finnigan finally waved his staff.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

"Boom!"

A dazzling fluorescent light instantly exploded on the Acromantula, and the huge air wave shocked Draco, who was riding the broom, his eyes were stunned and he almost hit his head against the tree.

But the next moment, Draco gritted his teeth as he looked at Harry Potter, who was also riding a broom, swinging from side to side in the winding trees, throwing away all the spiders that wanted to attack them.

"Harry, we can't just go back empty-handed! The eggs! We need to bring the eggs back!"

Hearing this, behind him was Nevillon (Qian Zhaohao) Barton, who was releasing a levitating spell and controlling an Acromantula, waving it in the air like a mallet. Harry glanced at

Look around.

He immediately gritted his teeth.

"Go back, the spider eggs must be in their nest!"

"Boom!"

"Albus, Harry Potter, they haven't come back yet!"

At Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the door to Dumbledore's office was opened directly by Professor McGonagall. Professor McGonagall, who looked worried, just walked in and saw the same person standing by the window.

Dumbledore looked in the direction of the Forbidden Forest.

"Albus, will Romon really be watching them? I don't seem to have seen him today."

Dumbledore frowned, but shook his head slightly.

Turning his head to look at the towering Palace of Truth, Romon's excellent alchemy and magic skills made this palace rise from the ground. No matter what happened inside, "it was not them."

Can be sensed.

Just when Dumbledore was hesitating whether to enter the Forbidden Forest and bring these little wizards back.

It was getting dusk on the horizon, but there were bursts of fierce horse neighing.

When he looked up, he saw cars pulled by flying horses, speeding from outside Hogwarts.

Dumbledore's brows furrowed deeply after he got a little closer and saw the family crest flying above.

"Is it someone from the school board? Damn it! Lucius must have known about little Malfoy. I'm afraid there's going to be a big problem now."

The grounds of Hogwarts.

Dumbledore looked at the smiling figure coming down from the carriage and the familiar figure of Lucius, and a look of doubt suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Haha, Professor Dumbledore, coming to Hogwarts at this time is indeed a bit intrusive for us, but you don't need to be nervous, we are not here for school work.

Lucius said with a smile on his face, which made Professor McGonagall beside him feel embarrassed.

"Well, it seems that Mr. Lucius is here to see little Malfoy, right?"

Unexpectedly, Lucius shook his head.

"We are here to find Professor Romon. I hope he hasn't rested yet...