Hogwarts: The drugged devil, the enemy of wizards

"Hufflepuff!"

Looking at the two braids, after getting the Sorting Hat's answer, Romon walked toward the Hufflepuff table with a red face. While applauding elegantly, Romon couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

Before traveling to this world, he only noticed the trio of protagonists.

However, after arriving in this world, Romon discovered that these small characters in the original plot also had interesting and attractive features.

"Luo, Professor Luo Meng, I, I, I am Quirrell, nice to meet you."

Just as Romon was watching Professor McGonagall sorting these little wizards into different schools one by one, a stuttering voice with obvious flattery and timidity came from the side. Don't look at it, that slightly pungent garlic smell The smell made it clear who Romon was talking to.

He glanced at Quirrell who was wearing a turban, but Romon had no intention of shaking hands with him.

"Sorry, I'm actually a bit of a germaphobe, so shaking hands is not necessary. In addition, Professor Quirrell, I need to tell you one thing in advance. I'm not interested in you at all, as long as you don't let your disgusting smell of garlic taint you. The air around me."

Qi Luo was suddenly embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

The movement here was noticed by some wizards, but the person who spoke was Romon. At this moment, Qi Luo could only lower his head in embarrassment and concentrate on the food in front of him.

"Have you seen it? Harry, this is the Silver Devil. My father said that that guy likes to bully the weak."

Ron stood next to Harry and murmured in a low voice.

Hermione, who was standing next to them, suddenly frowned angrily and was about to say something, but Professor McGonagall on the stage had already called her name.

"Hermione Granger!"

When the little body passed by Ron, he gave him a hard elbow. In the latter's cry of pain, he expressed his dissatisfaction. He watched as he sat on a chair and was put on a wizard hat. Hermione, Ron covered the place where he was pushed, cursing in pain

"Only a bad guy like the Silver Demon would defend a guy like that. Harry, this guy must go to Slytherin. It has always been like this. All the wizards born in Slytherin are bad, while all the Gryffindors are upright. people......"

However, the words were not finished yet, the next moment

"Gryffindor!"

Professor McGonagall's announcement made the expression on Ron's face freeze instantly.

"Walter? Why was this bad guy sorted into Gryffindor?!"

Hermione got off the chair. After hearing the result of her sorting, she didn't go towards the Gryffindor table immediately. Instead, she turned her head and looked in the direction of Romon.

The latter smiled. After nodding to him, Hermione sat down in Gryffindor's seat with a look of joy on her face.

"It can be seen that this Miss Hermione is very satisfied with our Professor Romond. There must be something special about you that attracts her."

Dumbledore suddenly said to Romon with a smile.

Looking at the other person's eyes that were shining with strange light, Romon immediately knew that this old guy was planning something again.

Romon was really planning to pave the way for the savior Harry Potter. He has no interest at all.

In fact, Romon really sneered at Dumbledore's behavior of not wanting to make himself stronger and then defeat Voldemort, but instead pinning his hopes on Harry Potter.

"Yes, I am indeed more interested in this smart Muggle lady than James Potter's idiot son."

As he said that, he turned around, as if he had discovered something interesting.

He glanced at Professor Garlic, who was standing between him and Snape. The latter immediately timidly held his plate and hid. He came to the side.

Regardless of his arrogant behavior at the moment, he was once again seen by the little wizards at the scene.

Romon sat next to Snape with a joking look on his face.

The latter was still staring straight at this moment. Harry Potter was about to be sorted into a house, but he didn't notice Romon's approach.

"Look at his eyes, he looks so much like classmate Lily~"

Snape nodded, and then finally reflected. For a moment, it seemed as if he had been greatly frightened. He was about to stand up suddenly, but he didn't expect that a palm had already stepped forward. pressed on his shoulders.

Pressing him firmly on the seat

"Haha, Professor Snape, why are you so excited? Even if you see your godson, you have to pay attention to the occasion, right?"

Romon smiled, and Snape's laughter made him feel hairy all over.

"What exactly are you going to do? He is just a child!"

Snape warned through gritted teeth in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

However, Romon raised his eyebrows.

"What a touching expression, Professor Snape. However, there seems to be something wrong with the way our classmate Harry looks at you now."

"Professor Snape, your godson, doesn't seem to like you very much."

Hearing this, Snape turned his head.

But he happened to be facing Harry Potter, who was covering the stinging scar on his forehead with one hand and staring at him with confusion and suspicion.

Ignore Snape for the time being. What do you and our savior think?

Soon, with the last little wizard, the sorting was completed. The sorting ceremony was officially over. It looked like in the original work, the little wizards sitting in their respective sorting positions, Luo The corners of Meng's mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

But at this moment, Ron and others were still wondering about another thing.

"So, when will the entrance examination be conducted? We seem to have officially completed the sorting now."

Harry didn't know, but Miss Know-It-All beside her sneered, shook her head and said nothing.

She ate the things on her plate.

At the Slytherin table, Draco and others were also confused.

Germany Laco grabbed his own space folding pocket with one hand. Inside was a brush and the like that his father had bought for him specially for polishing his leather shoes.

Beside him, Goyle, Crabbe and others were also in the same position. situation.

In other words, the little wizards who entered Slytherin this year already have a pocket full of things.

"Does the branch assessment take place after we have dinner?"

Draco couldn't understand, and he couldn't help but doubt. Is there really such a thing as assessment?

But when he thought of his father's seriousness and meticulousness in teaching him, Draco couldn't help but shook his head. How could he doubt his father? ?

Sudden

"Pansy, look, what the Silver Devil is drinking now seems to be oriental green tea!"

Hearing this, Pansy, who was also struggling with her tea-making skills and when to start the assessment, immediately turned her head.

On the stage, Wednesday was pouring tea for Luo Meng who had just finished his meal.

"Miss Wednesday, it seems you have a lot to learn."