Hogwarts: The drugged devil, the enemy of wizards

Fast forward another month.

With the Ministry of Magic, under the leadership of Fudge, the investigation of Gringotts has become deeper and deeper, and the things that have been investigated have become more and more shocking and appalling.

Secretly engulfing the savings of wizard families who have no heirs can only be said to be the most ordinary things these goblins have done.

Secretly supporting wandering werewolves, committing crimes around the world, robbing precious magical materials, or coercing wizards to hand over treasures passed down from some ancient ruins~.

There are even plans to secretly buy some important personnel of the Ministry of Magic to work for their goblins.

Attempt to secretly dominate the entire British wizarding world.

These things that were unimaginable were discovered, and the high-level of the Ministry of Magic was angry, and the people in the British wizarding world even shouted at the goblins to the point where everyone shouted.

The former British wizards only knew that these Gringotts goblins were very greedy and did not have a good attitude towards wizards who wanted to take deposits from them.

However, I never thought that behind the scenes, it could be more dirty and insidious.

Finally, halfway through the investigation of Gringotts, about half a month or so, under the auspices of Minister Cornelily Fudge of the British Ministry of Magic, the high-level formally resolved and signed the order.

Deprive all pure-blooded goblins in the territory of British wizards of their legal status rights, and all the rights that the other party can enjoy with wizards are canceled.

From now on, the leprechaun race within the UK could not even be listed as a single race.

The status is even lower than that of the werewolf race that is extremely easy to get out of control.

and magical creatures such as existence, together.

Moreover, for those members of the Goblin clan who served in Gringotts and did not know how to escape during the liquidation process, the Ministry of Magic directly gave the highest level of wanted orders.

Among them, the lowest level of leprechauns have bounties above 3W galleons.

At this time, the entire British wizarding world was more lively than ever.

And in this extreme environment where the pressure on the goblins and Dumbledore hidden behind the scenes is unprecedentedly great, Romon's side is quite happy every day.

With Elizabeth's complete transformation into human form, and her fiancée's initiative Wednesday.

In addition to studying spells and potions, his daily life has some different entertainment.

At the same time, in addition, after nearly a month of renovation in the Palace of Truth, Oriana, the great butler of the alchemy doll, finally has a real work content.

Run the Truth Potions Workshop.

"Master, according to your request, the Potions of Truth can now produce 100 bottles of [Merlin's Second Presence at Midnight] for Squib Awakening every day. "

"100 bottles of [Golden Garon's Law] that raises the upper limit of the wizard's mana. "

"100 bottles of [Borrow another life from heaven] who quickly recovered from serious injuries caused by hemorrhagic. "

"100 bottles of [Laid-off Re-employment Supreme Treasure] that restores the old face of wizards and can remain unchanged for three years"

"Also, 10 bottles of [Snape's Tears] that can be saved from the wizard killed by the Death Curse in an hour"

"Judging from the scale of the potions cultivation you are preparing today, this is already the maximum production capacity that the potions workshop can support today. "

Listening to Oriana's story, sitting next to Romon, Wednesday, who was peeling oranges for him with an unhappy face, couldn't help but pout.

"What a shoddy and tasteless name. "

Romon didn't pay attention to the other party, didn't he let this tough Miss Wednesday put on a maid costume yesterday night, and let the other party faint and say something that was impossible to say with the other party's personality?

Since this morning, it has been such an expression.

However, the potions cultivation field really needs to be expanded, just relying on those medicinal fields in the space folding suitcase, although they have their own magical array methods, which greatly accelerate the maturity and growth of these potions.

The space inside the suitcase itself is enough to support the output, which is still too small.

Fortunately...

Romon looked out the window, not long after the start of Hogwarts, it had begun to be built by the little wizards, and the building that he was guarded by the great alchemist and was clearly called the "Warcraft Fortress" by him was finally completed on the periphery of the Forbidden Forest.

Next, he will carry out large-scale alchemy transformation inside this building, and arrange a large number of magic arrays and alchemy techniques that are not available in this world today.

This makes this an important base for his future generation of magical biomaterials.

For potions, Romon is also ready to use the same means to let these little wizards build a similar form of "Potions Garden" while brushing their own proficiency in the [Law Temple].

With Romon's side, directly through the owl, the potions workshop was built, and the news that mass production of potions could begin, after telling his little brother Connelly Fudge, it was only half a day.

On the evening of the day, in the evening dining room of Hogwarts.

The Daily Prophet, subscribed by the little wizards and shipped by owls, appeared in their hands one after another, when they saw the most eye-catching headline in the newspaper.

Almost everyone exclaimed, and their eyes instantly looked in the direction of Romon.

At this moment, Romon was leisurely tasting Miss Pansy's green tea, and behind him was Hermione tiptoeing, seriously giving him a shoulder massage, that serious look, and decent technique, in Romon's opinion, this girl must have been studied in books.

"Mr. Luo Meng, is your potions shop already capable of producing potions?"

Draco Malfoy ran over first, holding up the Daily Prophet in his hand with an excited look.

Romon raised his eyelids slightly and nodded.

"It seems that our Mr. Malfoy is very interested in these potions, but unfortunately, except for the [Golden Garon Law], which increases the upper limit of mana, other potions at your age are temporarily unavailable. "

Miss Hermione, who was seriously squeezing Romon's shoulder, heard this.

I couldn't help but light up my eyes.

"A potion that can increase the upper limit of mana, Professor Romon, can this be improved a lot?"

This question instantly made the originally somewhat chaotic restaurant silent, and the little wizards who saw the contents of the newspaper couldn't help but look at Luo Meng.

It has been more than a month since Professor Flitwick got those magical theories of Romon.

While researching, the other party handed over some of the new magic theories he learned to a group of little wizards, and it has been carried out for more than a month, and the emergence of these magic theories has made the little wizards obviously much faster in the learning and application of magic spells.

As a result, the growth limit of some little wizards was only the speed of their own slowly increasing mana.

In Professor McGonagall's opinion, this is due to the human body itself, and magic cannot solve it.

However, the appearance of the magic ceiling enhancement potion made everyone see the hope of a breakthrough.

Among them, Harry and the others, who were sitting in the Gryffindor position, were even more excited to wait for Romon's answer, if this effect is really powerful, what they say, they must also snap up a bottle.

Such an idea, even Ron, who is not very popular in Gryffindor now, could not help but arise.

The combing of the people around made Ron, a former tired wizard, also calm down and seriously learn magic, and the progress of the magic level was rapid.

He stared at Romon on the other side of the professor's seat, his fists clenched slightly.

He needs to prove his strength throughout Gryffindor, and at the same time prove to Romon that he is not the weak person the other side says.

However, Romon's next words made him, Weasley, fully understand what it was called.

One step to heaven, one step to hell.

"On the [Book of Wizards], the information of each wizard is relatively accurate, according to your current level of magic, the level of small wizards in the first grade is mostly between E-F, and from the second to third grade, it is basically in the D-E range. "

"A bottle of [Golden Garon's Law] can at least allow you first-grade little wizards to raise the upper limit of mana to about D-level, that is, let you directly have the mana level that you will only have in the third grade. "

"This will allow you to have more advanced spells, and the magic theories that Professor Flitwick told you there will also have more opportunities to be used in magic practice, which will allow you to officially enter the study of alchemy and potions earlier than other young wizards of the same level..."

Draco's face suddenly turned red with excitement at this moment, and he lay down in front of Romon's table, eagerly asking a question that everyone was looking forward to.

"So, Mr. Luo Meng, how much does this potion cost?"

Romon smiled slightly, his gaze swept over these little wizards on the scene, as well as some Hogwarts professors who were also paying attention here, and slowly spit out a sentence.

"1w gold gallon, the price may increase, but it is impossible to reduce the price. "

"Hiss!!"

Merlin is on, the latest Halo 2000 is only on sale for 3,000 gold gallons, my God, can this bottle of potion be sold for such an expensive price?"

Seeing that even Draco, who was from a famous family, was frightened by this price, the smile on Romon's face did not mean to cut in the slightest.

Hehe smile.

"Mr. Malfoy, knowledge is wealth, the potion effect is powerful enough, and only the Truth Potions Shop in the entire wizarding world can be made, and if I'm happy, it can increase in price to 2w gold gallons tomorrow." (Read violent novels, just go on Feilu Fiction Network!)

"The name of the potion [Golden Garon's Law] is not arbitrary. "

"A bottle of potion can allow you to have the level of mana in the third grade when you are in the first grade, and how many high-level spells can you learn in the two years when others are making slow progress?"

"You can even become a potions master with some experience, or an alchemist. "

"If you are talented, just 1w galleon, the wealth created by knowledge is truly terrifying..."

Draco, who was originally a little hesitant, heard Romon's words, and his eyes suddenly became firm.

Without hesitation, he turned his head and ran in the direction outside the restaurant.

He wanted to write a letter, right now, and now he asked his father to send him money, as long as he had this potion, he might be able to learn high-level spells at a faster rate.

And their own parseltongue and [Fourth Unforgivable Curse Undead Torture Whip], you can also officially start learning.......

Draco, who was thinking about things in his head, did not pay attention, but suddenly slammed into a black shadow in the entrance of the restaurant.

"Mr. Malfoy, although it seems that you are in some hurry, it is better not to run so fast in a place like a restaurant, if you bump into some little witches, you may bump into them..."

Familiar, but somewhat unfamiliar sounds, into the ears.

When Draco covered his head and looked up at the comer, his eyes were also momentarily dumbfounded, his mouth was open, and he muttered to the man in front of him.

A long tawny hair shawl, a straight black suit, a tie, and a bit of old face, but it gives people a feeling of having experienced many vicissitudes.

He stands tall, with a pair of shiny leather shoes on his feet, and even some accessories such as handkerchiefs that gentlemen wear.

"Meow~"

A cat cry came from the man's feet.

Draco looked down and saw this familiar long-haired cat, no matter how unbelievable it was at this moment, he couldn't help but scream and shout the other party's name.

"Fay, Filch?!"

"Water..... Hmm!"

A mouthful of British curse was about to blurt out, and the next moment, the shadow of a magic wand swiped in front of him, and Draco was shocked to find that his mouth suddenly disappeared on his face.

Under everyone's incredulous gaze, Filch gently picked up Mrs. Loris, who had obviously undergone pet grooming, and her smile was full of confidence and calmness.

"Mr. Malfoy, I think your father must have taught you how to call people in this way, and although I don't mind being friends with you funny little wizards in private, at Hogwarts you need to call me Mr. Filch..."

"Woooo

Draco whimpered excitedly, but Filch was already under the stunned gaze of all the little wizards, holding Mrs. Loris, and slowly came to the professor's seat.

Ignoring Professor McGonagall, who stood up nervously, puzzled and shocked, he was ready to ask something.

Under everyone's gaze, Filch knelt directly in front of Romon.

"Great Silver Lord Majesty, your servant Argus Fairch, salute you, thank you for the new life you have bestowed, and I am willing to serve all your wills in the future until death!"

At this moment, the entire Hogwarts restaurant was silent, and everyone was dumbfounded, and the man in front of them who had no connection with Filch in their memory.

The brain was all down on the spot.

"Waterfa..."

That man, he, he's Filch? The janitor in charge of patrolling the castle?! "

"I'm crazy too, God, why was he able to change so much, and... Why was he able to cast a spell? Isn't he a squib?"

"Wait... God, I can't believe it's true, I, I'm going to write to my family, my aunt is also a squib, she can finally become a wizard!"

"I'm going to write a letter too, Professor Romon deserves to be evaluated by the Ministry of Magic as a contemporary Merlin existence, my God, it's amazing!"

Ignoring the little wizards who could no longer sit still, Romon looked at Filch in front of him for a long time and nodded with satisfaction.

The original bottle of potion, plus a month, Romon let the other party go to some Muggle industries on his side of the UK to receive image transformation.

Now it seems that the other party is not in terms of clothing or speaking style.

They have basically achieved their requirements for their subordinates.

After all......

Romon glanced faintly at Professor Quirrell sitting in the corner.

That senior Tom in the selection of his subordinates, the almost madhouse assembly of the general aesthetic, so that Romon could not bear to look at it directly.

Slowly raising his hand, an invisible force lifted the other party up.

"Yes, although there is still a bit of a gap in your strength today, at least as the future honorary special assistant to the principal, there is still no problem. "

McGonagall was surprised.

"Special Assistant to the Headmaster, Professor Romon, I think this issue still needs Professor Dumbledore's approval..."

However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a rough wave of Romon's hand.

"If Dumbledore was any dissatisfied with my decision, he should at least understand how many people in the school would remember him if he hadn't been at school for nearly a month. "

McGonagall: "..."

At a glance, the position that belonged to Headmaster Dumbledore, which had been empty for more than half a month, looked at Romon, who had almost made no secret of his purpose at this moment.

A strong sense of worry could not help but beg in Professor McGonagall's heart.