Hogwarts: The drugged devil, the enemy of wizards

"Will Professor Ron agree?"

I don't know why, obviously Ron is going to transfer to the hospital, but at this moment Draco Malfoy is even more nervous than him, pacing back and forth in front of Romon's office door.

Snape, who saw this scene, frowned slightly.

His gaze briefly lingered on the red-haired Weasley in front of him for a few seconds, and then he slowly looked away.

Despite the various situations shown by the other party, he inexplicably thought of Voldemort, the Dark Lord who had died at his hands.

That intense, evil aura of magical energy.

Snape, a former Death Eater, couldn't ignore it.

However, judging from the changes that have taken place in Ron now, even if it is Snape, there is no actual evidence that there is some kind of connection between Ron and Voldemort.

As for the monster phantom that looked like the Grim Reaper and looked like a dementor that appeared behind him in the gladiatorial arena that day, Snape did not connect the other party with Snape in some way.

The form of that phantom was obviously closer to a ghost.

"Come in. "

Just when Snape was on his side, frowning and tangled.

A voice came abruptly from inside the closed office door.

A few people were startled, and then led by Snape, pushed the door in.

Romon who didn't know how to appear in the office, and was even wearing a white coat worn by a Muggle scientist.

After Snape briefly explained the matter, Romon's eyes were on Ron in front of him.

Just when the latter thought that Romon was going to blame him for his impulsive behavior that day and target him for casting the Heart Drilling Spell, Romon nodded slightly to everyone's surprise.

"Yes, Ron, I am glad that you can make such a correct decision, without the need for people around you to persuade you, you are a person with your own "four seven zero" ideas, this is what I admire most about you..."

Now, don't say it's Ron himself.

Draco on the side was already wide open in shock.

"Mr. Malfoy seems surprised by my words, let me guess, you must think that in the duel between Ron and his brother, I should criticize him, or even punish him, right?"

Seeing that the other party did not speak, he panicked.

Romon sneered and shook his head slightly.

I don't know if my gaze was intentional or unintentional, I glanced at Snape on the side, and spoke lightly.

"I have always believed that magic itself can only be said to be a power, or a tool, but it is divided into different types of magic according to different effects. "

"Like the tools of the Muggle world, whether it's a butcher's knife in the vegetable field, a hoe in the farm, or a gun on the battlefield... These are all tools, but for different purposes. "

"And simply classifying magic that can cause great damage to people as black magic and prohibiting it seems to me to be unreasonable and full of errors." "

"Whether it is destroying life, or creating death, or reversing the boundary between life and death, the so-called unreasonable, I prefer to attribute these statements to the incompetence of the person who evaluates..."

Snape, who was standing on the side, noticed Romon's meaningful gaze.

I couldn't help but look awe-inspiring.

The honey words that could only be understood between the two of them made Snape instantly think of what was still kept by him in the lining of his chest.

Romon was now like a devil who was in his ears, tempting and instigating him.

Constantly destroying, his psychological defense line was on the verge of collapse under the successive bombardment of the Magic Potion Illusion.

During this time, Snape had been in the fantasy realm for at least seven or eight years.

And every time Lily Evans in the fantasy realm can give him a new, more realistic sweetness, and the final result is more cruel.

No matter how hard he tries in the fantasy realm, how much he wants to change the ending.

That damn James Potter, and Voldemort would lead a large number of Death Eaters to kill his wife in front of him again and again.

The successive pain of losing his wife has made Snape's mind more and more gloomy, and even recently in the fantasy realm, he has begun to deliberately avoid everything with Lily Evans.

As much as possible, he put all his experience into his own research on potions and charm theory.

To some extent, that damn illusion was found by him to find a new use, but one night was able to allow him to master more magic theory and knowledge in the fantasy realm.

And what he needs to do is to use the memory spell to record all the precious spell books in Luo Meng's library before entering the illusion every week.

After that, in the fantasy world, study it carefully.

Reaching out at the inner lining of the clothes, I couldn't help but touch it.

The one-time spell scroll that Romon gave him as a "reward" after he "killed" Voldemort himself has tempted him no longer know how many times.

"The Spell Scroll that summoned Lily Potter's Revenant from the Underworld"

How he wished he could see the real Lily at this moment, but all this required great perseverance to endure.

After all, if Lily's revenant is summoned back at this time.

He also did not have the ability to resurrect the other party, after all, more than ten years had passed, and Lily Potter's body had long since completely disappeared.

He needs to research it as soon as possible, reforge the wizard's physical body, and resurrect the power of the revenant...

Yu Guang glanced at it casually, and Snape, who looked stunned, flashed the sly look under Romon's eyes.

His gaze returned to the Ron and the two in front of him.

"Even if it is a spell like the Drill Heart Charm, as long as it doesn't cause human life, I won't do anything in Hogwarts, provided of course, if you can afford the cost of the school infirmary later." "

At this moment, the door of the office was once again pushed open by a figure.

"Romon! I disagree!"

Professor McGonagall was followed by Harry Potter, as well as Seamus and Neville.

Although the expressions on Seamus' faces were clearly tinged with some apprehension and reluctance.

"Professor McGonagall, unfortunately, it's not up to you to decide all this, and... Professor McGonagall, unfortunately, the red-haired boy has left the Weasley family completely. "

"Weasley may belong to Gryffindor, but... There was no soil that belonged to Ron. "

Looking at the transfer application form that had been stamped by Romon, McGonagall, who had finally taken a step into the night, couldn't help but look extremely ugly.

This kind of thing has never happened at Hogwarts, which has gone through countless years and does not know how many generations of headmasters.

However, what happened to her now made Professor McGonagall have a strange feeling that she had been abandoned by her students, a feeling for a dedicated professor like her.

It doesn't feel good.

However, despite the ashamement in the face of Professor McGonagall's expectant and reserved gaze, Ron was also holding back this emotion at the moment, lowering his head and gritting his teeth.

"Sorry, Professor, Slytherin is indeed more suitable for my strengthening, Gryffindor atmosphere... Not for me. "

The teaching content of Hogwarts itself is basically the same in the four houses.

At most, each college has a number of individual courses according to the style of the college.

For example, Gryffindor, this course is flying lessons.

In Slytherin, however, it was a wizard showdown.

The long period between the two houses itself, under the management of Dumbledore and the successive headmasters of Hogwarts, has become very obvious.

Hearing Ron's answer, Professor McGonagall couldn't help but shake her head in disappointment, and then looked at Romon, who shrugged innocently.

There was no doubt that Ron's transfer from Gryffindor to Slytherin was spread throughout Hogwarts on the same day alone.

This kind of thing that had never happened before, with Romon, the unusual Silver Demon King, after controlling Hogwarts, instantly set off a huge discussion in the entire Hogwarts.

In the library.

"Hermione, you heard, the one in your house, who quit the Weasleys, joined Slytherin, and has received Professor Romon's consent. "

"Have you ever thought about moving to us Ravenclaw?"

Despite this beautiful Ravenclaw prefect at the moment, Senior Penelope's eyes were full of sincere invitation. (Read violent novels, go on Feilu Fiction Network!)

However, Hermione lost interest in the afterlight after seeing the string of gemstone necklaces faintly exposed on the other party's swan neck.

"No, Senior Sister, Gryffindor is fine, I don't plan to leave..."

Penelope left disappointed.

Then, Hermione saw a figure appear at the door of the library amid everyone's whispered exclamations.

"Good morning Hermione. "

After a simple greeting, Ron headed straight for the book area he was going to.

There was no excessive communication, after all, the two did not have a very familiar relationship.

Although Ron's matter set off a heated discussion, soon, this matter gradually disappeared as the next few wizard teams opened one after another in the [Wizard Canyon].

At the same time, everyone's attention was on the [Wizard Canyon] showdown.

Palace of Truth.

The sound of "gurgling" came from among a huge silver-white machine, full of Muggle tech-inspired pipes and various equipment, right here, in a way beyond the wizarding world's knowledge.

It was running fiercely in front of Romon.

"Master, those things have been disposed of..."

Behind her, Oriana's voice sounded cold.

And Luo Meng, who heard this, only nodded faintly, looking at the huge jar in front of him, which gathered in the center and floated, like a boiling and burning pitch-black sun, half-liquid and half-vapor substance.

"The silence on hand is completely exhausted, but the next magic research still needs some high-quality silentness0...."

Elizabeth on the side immediately spoke.

"Master rest assured, I will soon be able to collect some back in the next few days, after all, not all little wizards were deformed back then, and if you look for them, you will always find them." "

Romon nodded.

But fortunately, at the moment, his magic potion research is enough.

Looking at the jar in front of him, the continuous extraction of the alchemy equipment he had studied, and the smaller and smaller pitch-black liquid mass, Luo Meng's eyes couldn't help but show a look of expectation.

After a lot of research and calculations in the [Law God Temple] during this time, plus the [Death Mana Factor Extraction (100% completed) that Senior Tom Riddle helped Romon complete.

Romon has finally completed the theoretical closed-loop study of the work in front of him.

The extraction of the medicinal liquid of "Gollum" took two days, during which Romon then added a variety of Hell Three-Headed Dog Essence Blood, Dragon Blood, and the juice of some magical herbs extracted in strict proportions.

Finally after the third day.

"Touch!"

As the exit of the equipment was opened by Luo Meng, a ball of medicinal liquid like an energy cannonball shot out instantly, just in Luo Meng's hand, after some magic potion bottles depicted by the magic array.

Looking at this unremarkable magic potion that kept switching between pitch black and gray and white, compared to Luo Meng's previous magic potion, there was nothing outstanding in the appearance.

However, the low laughter full of gloom and evil that came from time to time from the potion bottle made Elizabeth feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Master, is this really a potion? So weird?"

Blame?

Luo Meng smiled slightly, and the [Law God Temple] in his mind had already begun to calculate and evaluate when this bottle of potion was officially released.

Which bottle of his potion is not strange, but which bottle is not a good thing?

Soon, a message that made Romon show ecstasy appeared from his mind.

[Unnamed potion: A magic potion containing ultra-highly extracted death factors and bloodline transformation factors, which can be taken so that the user can perfectly fuse the power of death and obtain the ability to smuggle in front of the law of death]

Romon looked at this introduction and was honest.

If it weren't for the fact that he had been involved in every step of the research and concoction of this magic potion from beginning to end.

I'm afraid that even he will see the clouds.

But at this moment, without Elizabeth and the others even reacting, Romon suddenly put his palms on the magic potion bottle in his hand.

Various obscure incantations came out of the mouth.

The next moment, bursts of gray-black mist accompanied by the lighting of the magic potion bottle, gradually rose from above Romon's arms.

The sound of moisture, like roasting meat, came from Romon's body.

The latter's face obviously began to turn slightly white, and as this situation spread throughout the body, Luo Meng's face only gradually oozed bursts of strange liquid.

A strange smell that could not be described permeated the room.

Elizabeth and several people were obviously startled by Romon, and at this moment, seeing that the other party was obviously suffering from 1.3 pain, carrying out some kind of process, and did not dare to make a sound to block it.

The whole process lasted another whole day.

Finally, along with the potion bottle, there was no more light emanating.

The situation on Luo Meng's body also gradually returned to calm, breathing slightly, the magic power on his body shook slightly, and the next moment, all foreign objects on his body were eliminated.

"Master, you, you just now..."

Elizabeth leaned in carefully and asked nervously.

However, the next moment, the words that came out of Luo Meng's mouth directly confused her.

"Elizabeth, kill me. "

"Walter?!"

This sentence, let alone Elizabeth, she even had to wonder if there was something wrong with the human language she had learned.

However, when he saw Wednesday's expression on the side, even Oriana, who was an alchemy puppet made by Romon, showed a shocked expression on her cold metal face.

Elizabeth understood that she had heard correctly.

She looked at it blankly, with an excited smile on her face, and casually threw Romon aside, who had only an unknown gray-black substance left inside her hand.

With a look of confidence and expectation, Romon opened his arms, revealed his chest position, and took a step towards Elizabeth with an expectant look.

However, this small action frightened Elizabeth back again and again and directly attached herself to the wall.

Seeing this, Romon's gaze couldn't help but look at Wednesday and Oriana on the side.

The latter immediately shook his head repeatedly.

Helplessly, Luo Meng thought for a while, the light in his hand shone, and a magic pen on his chest turned into a sharp sword.

The sword was pressed against his heart, and Luo Meng looked at the women with strong excitement in his eyes.

"By the way, this bottle of potion, I named it [Repeated Jumps of the Underworld]"

"Poof...".