Hogwarts: The drugged devil, the enemy of wizards

Once again, Romon disappeared from the eyes of the Hogwarts professors and wizards, and even the dining room could not see each other, although this had happened before.

However, it will be two or three months, and it will be Halloween.

Everyone was still looking forward to whether this year would have the same celebrations as last year, and Romon never appeared.

However, during this time, the number of finished magic potions and various precious magic materials transported from the Palace of Truth has risen rapidly~.

"Jingle Clanging...-..."

In front of the gate of the Palace of Truth, a top Auror selected by the British Ministry of Magic stood guard here, among the boxes pushed out by several alchemy puppets in front of him.

The sound of the clanging glass bottles colliding caused many people present to breathe rapidly.

The British Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, was very excited at the moment, but at the moment, he was more obvious than the excitement, but at the moment he was more obvious than the emotion, but he was deferential.

Even in the face of an alchemy puppet like Oriona, who looks like metal, he is respectful.

Take off your hat and bow slightly to each other.

"Thank you, Miss Oriana, please tell my master for me, this batch of magic potions will definitely be sold as soon as possible, and I will also deliver the things required on the list within a month..."

In the past, the title of "master" was only addressed by Romon and Fudge.

This is not only Romon's request, but also the concern of Cornelius Fudge, an old fellow.

It's just that now, with the successive months, Romon has taken out a total of thousands of bottles, after the magic potion that the wizarding world could not think of before.

This title has also changed from the original concern to a way to draw him and Romon into contact with each other.

Without any scruples, in front of the public, he called the former Silver Demon King the master.

Naturally, Fudge endured a lot of abuse and ridicule behind his back.

However, every time he brought these magic potions out of the Palace of Truth, he also became more and more consolidated in his position as the British Minister of Magic.

For example, the three hundred elite Aurors on the scene today are said to be members of the Auror Operation Division of the Ministry of Magic, but in fact, they have been received by Fudge as his own subordinates during this time.

From a politician who was originally able to rely only on his wife's family, in an extremely disgraceful way, he sat in the position of Minister of Magic.

Become the second voice in the British wizarding world who really holds real power and has the absolute iron-blooded ability to clear the unconvinced.

Connelly Fudge had already completely sold his soul to Romon the Silver Demon King.

After saying goodbye to Oriana.

The entire sky of Hogwarts was immediately under martial law.

"Patriarch Malfoy, the activities of those bandits have become more and more rampant recently, and our people have determined that there is no involvement of the British wizarding forces, everything comes from abroad... Today, our potions must be safely transported to the Ministry of Magic. "

Cornelius Fudge looked at Lucius Malfoy in front of him.

They are all smart people.

One was the Minister of Embroidery, who was once not recognized by the British wizarding world at all.

One was a Death Eater who followed Voldemort so much that he almost didn't put himself in it.

Now, after choosing to unswervingly prostrate at the feet of the Silver Demon King Romon, the Ministry of Magic led by Cornelius Fudge, and the pure-blood wizard family led by Lucius Malfoy.

Firmly control the base camp of the British wizarding world for Romong.

Of course, for this reason, Luo Meng also generously gave them the right to distribute these magic potions, as long as the things he wanted could be handed over to him on time, and the specific magic potions were given to whom.

Romon didn't care at all.

It's just some "chefs making big pot rice", and even a lot of head-breaking and blood-breaking magic potions that are scrambling in the outside world are not from him at all.

It was configured by the alchemy puppets under the command of Oriana.

Lucius nodded.

"Mr. Minister, rest assured, a total of 350 elite wizards from our major families, as well as 2,000 house-elves that can be used in battle, have all been arranged along the route. "

"Once those stinky rats appear, we will definitely arrest and stop them as soon as possible, Mr. Minister, the people you bring with you only need to be responsible for transporting things to them. "

And at the moment when this transport team composed of thousands of elite wizards soared into the sky and flew into the clouds, at the same time, in a mountain col more than ten kilometers away from Hogwarts.

One by one, the figures in black robes also moved.

"The target is a magic potion! People can kill at will, but if anyone destroys a bottle of potion, then apologize for that bottle of potion!"

"Action!"

The sound of "clanging" was accompanied by the sound of some metal colliding in the underground palace.

It's just that, compared to the underground palace a few months ago, the appearance of this place has completely changed now.

"Human wizard, you have been imprisoning me here for nearly three months, and I must tell you that if I don't go back for three months, Lord Belyl will send other demon gods to investigate, and when the time comes..."

The light of the magic power in his hand surged, and a puff of something like golden sand was fused with a huge, compass-like thing in front of him under the action of an invisible force.

This is not any kind of golden sands.

It was Lucius who, at the behest of Romon, searched almost all of Europa.

Collected, made from human bones excavated from thousand-year-old tombs.

And when Romon heard the voice of Valak in the cage, he also raised his head, smiled playfully, raised his eyebrows, and raised the golden sand in his hand.

"Lady Demon God, you said before that they would come in a month, but now it's all three months?"

"Looks like the hell gate is heavily congested. "

Looking at Valak, who looked aggrieved, but was obviously more restless due to the blessing of the surrounding magic circle, Romon finally smiled slightly, revealing the side of Valak's familiar, devilish kind.

"Lady Demon God, it's not impossible to set you free, but... Freedom is death that requires a ransom. "。