Hogwarts: The drugged devil, the enemy of wizards

"Elizabeth, your injuries are more serious than last time.......It seems that these dirty things need to know how to be a qualified watchdog in front of me!"

"hiss......"

The man's voice was obviously angry, causing the dementor outside the window to tremble.

The figure flashed and he simply fled from here.

Looking at the empty window sill, a cold flash flashed in Luo Meng's eyes.

Just when he was about to repair these disgusting things that didn't know how to live or die, just like he did thirteen years ago when he was just imprisoned.

There was a cold and soft touch next to my feet.

"hiss......"

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

There was a look of anticipation in a pair of snake eyes.

The coldness on Romon's face melted, he carefully touched the other person's head and took the potion over.

After observing it, he nodded.

"No problem, you kept them very well. Since you don't want me to take care of them, that's fine. Once this bottle of potion is successfully made, you will teach them a lesson yourself."

Hearing this, Elizabeth was as happy as a child.

She wandered around in the luxuriously furnished top-floor cell of Azkaban.

Romon laughed and cursed, and after applying the recovery potion on the other party, he also got into the room. I entered a pharmacy next to it and got busy.

"Thickened blood of mature Veela, dried dragon heart tissue ground into ash, painstaking grass juice......."

Things that, in the eyes of the outside world, could not even be used as ingredients for potions, were now found in the apothecary room of a place like Azkaban that no one could have imagined, and were taken out by Romon.

Pungent smells, accompanied by high temperature and cooking, as well as the addition of ingredients at the right time, are constantly changing and twisting in the air.....

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

In just a few days, he went from a 17-year-old sixth-year wizard to a person who caused shock to the entire wizarding world, even worse than the existence of Voldemort and Tom Riddle.

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

He became the first prisoner to enter Azkaban at the age of 17, the youngest prisoner with the longest sentence.

Although he relied on his own abilities, he could live quite happily in Azkaban, known as the wizard's hell. but......

Romon looked at the bubbling crucible in front of him, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

He started to want to go out.......

London, England.

Ministry of Magic.

In the minister's office.

Cornelius Fudge looked at the most famous white wizard in the wizarding world and the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Albus Dumbledore, with a constipated look on his face.

The eyes were like toads, and they almost burst out of their sockets in anger because of Dumbledore's intention.

"watefa......Dumbledore, do you know what you're talking about? Do you know how big of a mistake that so-called poor boy you mentioned made?!"

"It is no exaggeration to say that if you hadn't tried your best to stop him, there wouldn't have been a wizard in the entire European wizarding world who didn't want to kill that guy, everyone!"

"Did you hear that clearly? Everyone wanted to kill him back then!"

Looking at Fudge, who was roaring as if he had been greatly stimulated.

But Dumbledore seemed to have already expected this reaction.

He stroked his beard, which was shining silver under the light, and looked at it. Staring at the person in front of him.

His eyes are calm, but seem to be able to see through everything.

"I admit that that incident was too horrific. Not only did it affect a wide range of people, but its influence itself was extremely bad......."

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

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

"But, Mr. Minister, maybe others are qualified to say this about the child Romon. At least you, Connery Fudge, you might as well ask Merlin from the bottom of your heart........Did you really suffer a loss in that disaster?"

Fudge's face was livid, but Dumbledore didn't give him any face.

Without mercy, he directly removed the opponent's fig leaf.

"Fudge, that young lady from the Smith family didn't look down on you at all at that time......."

Fudge is furious

"Farke! Dumbledore, what are you talking about?! We truly love each other! The entire wizarding world knows this!"

However, the Minister of Magic, who is considered a big figure in the wizarding world, cannot pose any threat at all in front of Dumbledore, the big boss.

Bursts of chuckles came from Dumbledore's mouth, with an inexplicable sound. , a calming sound that echoes around the office

"Haha, don't get excited, Fudge, you know, I'm not here to quarrel, even on the contrary, I'm helping you now, let's not talk about how you got your position, but there is one thing, I think you can't deny it"

"There are quite a few people staring at it, and I think you know this, old man."

Fudge finally fell silent.

After a strange silence in the office for a while,

Fudge's voice finally sounded again.

"Professor Dumbledore, you should also know that what the kid committed back then was a hundred times more serious than Voldemort in terms of impact. If it weren't for you, he wouldn't even have the chance to be imprisoned in Azkaban."

"Now you ask me to let him out......With all due respect, Professor Dumbledore, you may not have enough face."

"I may have directly offended the entire British wizarding world because of this incident."

"By then my position will no longer be guaranteed."

However, Dumbledore smiled mysteriously. He was already convinced that today's goal was at least half achieved at this moment.

He chuckled, took out a letter from his arms, and handed it to the other party. In front of him.

Fudge looked unhappy, but he still took it, muttering dissatisfiedly.

"Professor Dumbledore, all of this is in vain. I know that brat’s godfather is Master Newt, but even with this added......Well?!"

Fudge's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at the big red mark on the letterhead and the rigorously worded words on the letterhead in disbelief.

The United States Department of Magic......