Hogwarts: The drugged devil, the enemy of wizards

There is no doubt that the impact of this breakfast on McGonagall is not something that can be digested in a moment, but just like the godfather who is walking with himself in the [Warcraft Fortress] at this moment.

For Newt Scalmande, these godfathers, Romon truly respects and loves.

The other party has a deep knowledge that he thinks does not belong to Dumbledore, although it is more concentrated in the category of magical beasts, but there is no doubt that it is the other party, when he first came to this world.

It provides a large amount of "initial data" for the [Temple of the Law God].

What makes Romon respect the other party even more is that Newt Scamander will also give a great degree of understanding to ideas that disagree with him.

For example, when Romon gradually took shape in the field of magical beasts, and began to enter the field of potions, he often used some magical beasts as experiments or sources of experimental materials.

This kind of behavior is absolutely intolerable to Newt, who truly loves magical beasts.

But after seeing Romon's remarkable talent in potions, and hearing his whimsical but seemingly traceable ideas in Potions.

But it only requires Romon to reduce their pain as much as possible when collecting materials from magical creatures, and also to erase the psychological shadow left by the other party and heal their bodies through spells such as the 000 Oblivion Charm afterwards.

Walking in the [Warcraft Fortress Dense Forest Area], watching the freedom here, it doesn't look like a magical beast confined to a larger cage at all.

Especially after seeing some magical beasts, which were obviously given to Romon by himself, and were also well raised here, Newt was finally obviously relieved.

"You've been a thoughtful person since you were a child, and I must admit that, it's my honor to be your godfather and teach you Magi-Beasts, but... Is there really no room for maneuver between you and Professor Dumbledore?"

Newt stared at Romon and Romon only smiled at this.

But he finally confided in front of his most respected godfather.

"Uncle Newt, the relationship between me and Dumbledore is not a personal vendetta, if you want to say something personal, a year and a half ago, he released me from Azkaban, although I can easily come out myself, but I will definitely not be able to mix in the British wizarding world like now..."

"Then why—" Newt looked confused.

But Romon knew what the other party was trying to ask.

"Why did you force him to the point where he is now, and even forced him to save the Dark Lord Grindelwald by stealing the beams?"

Luo Meng took a deep breath and looked at the sky above the [Warcraft Fortress], which was completely made of magic arrays and top-notch alchemy technology, the most realistic magical starry sky.

Sigh.

"Change and conservatism, that's where the collision comes in. "

"I'll admit that Dumbledore and the others are working hard to make changes right now, whether it's against my philosophy, they can work with the elves who have bad intentions against the wizarding world, and they can work with the tigers. "

"It's still at the level of spells, learning the spell theory I created without caring about face, Dumbledore can be chosen by an era, naturally he has his advantages, but..."

"It's too slow!"

Romon paused, looked at his godfather Newt, and suddenly spoke.

"Uncle Newt, I'll take you somewhere, and I think you'll see what you're going to see when you're there, why I've done it this way. "

As he spoke, he didn't give Newt a chance to react, and his mind moved.

He didn't even mean to touch the other party, and when he regained his sight after a surge of shadow power, Newt was stunned to find that he had come to a place that looked dim and full of weirdness.

It looked like they were underground, and around them were magic arrays arranged at tight angles and distances, which he could or couldn't read.

The variety of offerings makes the air here not smell so good.

"Roar, Roar, Roar, !!Roar, Roar, Roar, Roar, T

Suddenly, a wicked and tyrannical roar came from the side, accompanied by the clanging of chains, and Newt was startled, and then, after seeing the contents of the cage.

But his pupils shrank.

I vaguely seemed to remember something in my mind, and for a while I couldn't figure out what the humanoid monster in front of me was.

But Romon looked at each other and spoke slowly.

"It's a ghoul... Ghouls from Hell. "

Ghoul!

As one of the top magizoologists in the wizarding world, Newt naturally knows this kind of thing.

The Ghoul Wizarding Realm itself also exists, an existence between a magical race and a magical creature, similar to a troll.

However, unlike trolls, which are aggressive, the ghoul name sounds scary, but it is a creature with a docile personality that does not actively attack people.

They will live in the attics of some wizarding families, feeding on bugs and rats, and some wizarding families will even keep this honest and somewhat stupid guy as their own pets.

However, looking at this hideous-looking, bloody guy who seems to have been skinned, is what the meaning of the name ghoul represents.

Newt, on the other hand, was stunned for a moment, but his pupils shrank suddenly, and he thought of an important piece of information that Romon had just said.

"From Hell?"

Seeing Romon nodding, Newt finally couldn't hold back a little now, he was a little nervous and flustered, pacing in the open space that seemed a little narrow surrounded by various magic circles.

Hell!(If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

There are many legends about this place, not to mention the wizarding world, and the Muggle world is also quite a lot.

However, the Muggle world has never seen hell, but similarly, hell in the wizarding world is only a vague concept, and the real hell in the wizarding world is only some bizarre legends.

It's like the Grim Reaper behind the Three Hallows of Death, which no one has ever seen.

"Is this really from hell? Why are you sure that you..."

"Uncle Newt, I can already sense the existence of the Gates of Hell, and I can even summon more creatures from Hell through the psychic spells I have studied. "

Romon said something categorically that silenced Newt with a sense of trepidation.

And Romon naturally understood the origin of this emotion, sighed, and looked at the ghoul in front of him who was constantly struggling.

"Uncle Newt, can you imagine a giant, in a house of ordinary humans, growing up from a child?

Romon stared at each other.

"I don't want to die, and in the same way, I don't want to watch this house with my parents and you still exist, and I will collapse to the ground, then I can only make some changes to this house that many people can't accept..."

"I don't think I'm righteous, but..... But I think I am indeed the savior of this world. "。