Hogwarts: The drugged devil, the enemy of wizards

"This Muggle will ruin these otherwise excellent Durmstrang wizards..."

One of the members of the Witch Party, one of the few witches, Caro, said resentfully, but the voice was so small that even the people who were two or three places away from her didn't even hear what she was saying.

And standing next to Carlo, the French Black Rose Vendar Rozier, was looking at the field with a frown, looking interested, like a Muggle army instructor, using his completely incomprehensible methods to train these wizards Muggle Jacob.

Let wizards learn melee combat, build physical strength, and build endurance.

This kind of waste of precious time on this kind of thing is not only Wenda and them, but also intends to use Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry as a foundation to train and gather more excellent wizards, and the people who join the Witch Party are deeply dissatisfied.

Similarly, these big men from Durmstrang School of Magic and Wizardry, who are being trained by Jacob at the moment, are already about to endure to the limit one by one.

In addition to being very famous in the wizarding world for teaching dark arts, Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry also has two criticisms that have also left it a name that cannot be ignored in the wizarding world.

The first is to cultivate the first generation of the Dark Lord, Gellert Grindelwald.

The other is... Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is full of pure-blood wizards, without any half-blood, and it is precisely for this reason that Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry's attitude towards Muggles and half-bloods is particularly extreme.

And it was just when Vendarozil and they were thinking about how to limit this Muggle's misdeeds.

Suddenly, an irritable voice suddenly came from the training ground.

"Bang!"

In the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, a team member who was asked by Jacob to carry a weight and run around the field suddenly slammed the weight on his body to the ground in anger.

"Enough! Damn Muggles, I don't know what you've done to that bastard Karkaroff, but I'm definitely going to teach you a hard lesson today, we're noble wizards, we... ～."

"Bang! uh..."

Before he finished speaking, the whole person suddenly seemed to be attacked by something.

Instantly arched his body, his legs were weak, and he knelt on the ground on the spot while holding his stomach, and Jacob, who was not far from the other party, looked at the angry eyes around him.

But he had already expected that something like this would happen today, and in the same way, Luo Meng, who sent him here for a vacation, naturally thought of this early.

Jacob was downplaying on the surface, but there was still obvious excitement in his eyes, and he lightly turned the revolver in his hand into the holster on his waist after turning a wall painting gun flower.

"However, I am sorry to tell you the unfortunate news, now you noble wizards, here in me, there is really no chance to resist..."

Jacob smiled slightly, looking like the boss of a black family in Italy, and waved his hand casually.

Then, standing behind him, the assassin of the Ghost Shadow Corps made by Luo Meng instantly appeared in front of the outrageous guy just now, and set up the other party in front of everyone like a little chicken.

Under the gaze of everyone, Jacob walked up to the other and looked at the other man's face, which was distorted by pain.

Hehe smiled.

"I know that the vast majority of Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, including your headmaster, are from the polar bear side, and they will only obey those who are stronger than you. "

Look at the "you kind of kill me" expression on the other person's face.

Jacob smiled dismissively.

His experience was no ordinary Muggle, World War I, the Great Depression, and then the birth of Romon, the son of God, who became a business tycoon.

Naturally, there were not a few polar bears in contact, looking at the very tough guy in front of him, he didn't say anything, but the next moment he signaled to the two members of the Ghost Shadow Corps on the side and let each other go.

Later, the alchemy prop [invisible revolver] made by Luo Meng on his waist was thrown to the ground.

"Okay now, come, noble Mr. Wizard, show your strength..."

As soon as the words fell, the Wizard Durmstrang in front of him instantly roared angrily and pulled out his wand.

"Bang!"

The glow of the wand sounded, the sound of the spell exploded, and then...

Under the stunned gaze of everyone not far away, the wizard flew upside down on the spot like a cannonball.

On the other hand, Jacob, who should have been knocked down by the spell, was standing innocent and intact at the moment.

The Durmstrang wizard of the School of Witchcraft and Wizardry had already rolled his eyes and was knocked unconscious.

Faced with the shocked and confused stares around him, Jacob just shrugged his shoulders.

"Unfortunately, I don't really use spells, but... Your spell has no effect on me. "

As he spoke, Jacob stepped forward and picked up his revolver, looking at the big man in the training ground, the smile on his face was full of banter.

"Is there anyone else who wants to try it and break the Silver Demon King's protective spell?"

"This is really a great opportunity to become famous..."

"Walter?!Silver Demon King's Protective Charm?"

Hearing the shocked and gasping voices of the people around him, Jacob's face was filled with a sense of pretending to be successful, to be honest, at this moment, he really felt that he had taken his wife to vacation and travel all over the world before.

Compared to pretending to be in front of these wizards now, there is not much fun at all.

Not to mention his father, Jacob finally revealed his identity, the father of the Silver Demon King, at Durmstrang School of Magic and Wizardry.

At this moment, Hogwarts Wizardry (The King's Zhao) Academy, the top floor of the Palace of Truth.

Luo Meng was lying flat on a large bed, breathing steadily, while Elizabeth and the others were sitting in a circle at this moment.

"I said, can you please not wrap around my body like this, and, Wednesday! Don't put my hands together! I'm not dead!"

A phantom with some unreality floated in the room at the moment.

However, the few people who heard this voice had completely lost the ability to think, although Luo Meng successfully cast the [Soul of Spell] and separated his soul from his body.

More than ten minutes have passed, and several people still haven't been able to recover from this shocking method.

Elizabeth stretched out her hand, and a pair of jade hands passed through Romon's soul without accident.

It's just that the words that came out of his mouth made Luo Meng hang and not vomit blood.

"It's a pity that I can't touch it, otherwise I would be with two masters...".