Hogwarts: The drugged devil, the enemy of wizards

"Elizabeth, your injuries are worse than the last time... It seems that it is necessary to let these dirty things know how to be a qualified watchdog in front of me! "

"Shhhhhh

The man's voice with obvious anger caused the dementor's body outside the window to shake.

The figure flashed, and he simply fled here.

Looking at the empty windowsill, a coldness flashed in Luo Meng's eyes.

Just when he was ready to repair these disgusting things that he didn't know if he was dead or alive as he had done thirteen years ago.

But there was a cold and soft touch at the feet.

"Shhhhhh

The strange snake named Elizabeth slowly opened its mouth, revealing the Hain Curtain Flower that she had preserved very well.

A pair of snake pupils are full of expectation.

The coldness on Luo Meng's face melted, and he carefully touched the other party's head and took the potion over.

Observed, nodded.

"No problem, you keep it very well, since you don't want me to clean them up, then it's just right, when this bottle of potion is made, it's up to you to teach them a lesson."

Hearing this, Elizabeth was suddenly happy like a child.

Wander around in the lavishly displayed Azkaban penthouse.

After Luo Meng laughed and scolded and coated the other party with a recovery potion, he also got into a nearby pharmacy room and got busy.

"The thickened blood of the mature Veela, the dried tissue of the dragon's heart that has been ground to ash, the bitter hasty juice ...

One by one, things that could not even be used as potion materials in the eyes of the outside world were taken out by Romon at this moment, which no one could have imagined would exist in the apothecary room in a place like Azkaban.

The pungent smell, accompanied by high temperatures and cooking, and the addition of the right ingredients at the right time, constantly changes in the air, twists...

Thirteen years ago, he Romon Goldstein Kowalski, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, was one of the best students.

In just a few days, from the original 17-year-old sixth-grade wizard, he became a person who caused the entire wizarding world to shake, even more vicious than the existence of Voldemort Tom Riddle.

Sentenced by the British Ministry of Magic to 480 years in prison.

Become the first inmate to enter Azkaban at the age of 17, the youngest and longest sentence.

Despite his abilities, he can live quite well in Azkaban, known as the Wizard Hell.

But....

Luo Meng looked at the bubbling crucible in front of him, with a faint coldness in his eyes.

He started wanting to get out.

.......

London.

Ministry of Magic.

In the minister's office.

Connelly Fudge looked at the most prestigious white wizard in front of him, the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Albus Dumbledore, with a constipated expression.

It was like a toad's eyes, almost bursting out of his eye sockets in anger because of Dumbledore's intentions.

"Waterfa... Dumbledore, do you know what you're talking about? Do you know how wrong the so-called poor boy in your mouth really committed?! "

"It's no exaggeration to say that if you hadn't tried to block it, there wouldn't be a wizard in the entire Europa wizard world who didn't want to kill that guy, everyone!"

"Do you hear me clearly? Everyone wanted to kill him back then! "

Looking at Fudge who looked like he had received some huge stimulus, he roared endlessly.

Dumbledore seemed to have expected this reaction.

He stroked his beard, which shimmered silver in the light, and stared at the person in front of him.

A pair of eyes are calm, but they seem to be able to see through everything.

"I admit that it was terrifying, not only widespread, but its influence was extremely bad..."

Fudge thought that Dumbledore had given up and was just about to breathe a sigh of relief.

But he was immediately choked by Dumbledore's next words.

"But, Mr. Minister, maybe someone else is qualified to say that about that Romon child, at least you, Connery Fudge, might as well ask Merlin from the heart.... Did you really suffer losses in that disaster? "

Fudge's face was livid, but Dumbledore didn't give the right face in the slightest.

Without mercy, he directly removed the fig leaf of the other party.

"Fudge, that young lady of the Smith family, didn't look at you at all..."

Fudge was furious.

"Fak! Dumbledore, what are you guys talking nonsense?! We truly love each other! This is known to the entire wizarding world! "

However, this Minister of Magic, who is a big man in the wizarding world, cannot pose any threat in front of Dumbledore, the big boss.

A burst of chuckles emanated from Dumbledore's mouth, with an inexplicable, calming voice echoing through the office.

"Hehe, don't get excited, Fudge, you know, I'm not here to quarrel, or even on the contrary, I'm helping you now, let's not say how exactly your position came about, but there is one thing that I think you can't deny."

"There are not a few people who stare at it, I think the old man, you also know this."

Fudge was finally silent now.

There was an eerie dead silence in the office for a long time.

Fudge's voice finally sounded again.

"Professor Dumbledore, then you should also know that the matter of that little ghost at the beginning, when it comes to the degree of impact, is a hundred times more serious than Voldemort, and if it weren't for you, he wouldn't even have the chance to be locked up in Azkaban."

"Now you let me release him... With all due respect, Professor Dumbledore, you may not really be enough face. "

"I may directly offend the entire British wizarding community because of this matter."

"At that time, my position will not be secured."

However, Dumbledore smiled mysteriously.

I am convinced that at least half of today's goal has been achieved at this moment.

I saw him chuckle hehe, feel a letter from his arms, and hand it to the other party.

Fudge looked displeased, but took it anyway, muttering dissatisfied in his mouth.

"Professor Dumbledore, you are all in vain, I know that the godfather of that imp is Master Newt, but, even with that... Not?! "

Fudge's eyes widened in disbelief, looking at the big red logo on the letterhead and the worded words that opened with strict words.

U.S. Department of Magic....

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