Hogwarts The Dark Arts Awakened

In fact, it can be imagined that the other party has been studying hard this semester.

Because I have some relevant knowledge.

So for the first time, Ron and Harry faced up to their partner who had been with them all this time.

Follow the wizard...

To put it nicely, it is called a follower of the wizard; to put it worse, it is actually a kind of goods of the wizard family.

Among the various problems encountered by the slave trade, the attendant wizards will also encounter them.

At best, he can be regarded as a high-level slave...

Thinking of Hermione's status, Ron suddenly understood her behavior on the train.

Sighed.

But no matter how much he understands, he can't fully understand another person.

All we can do is...

Change her completely...

Thinking this, Ron stood up...

……

He quickly left the prefect's lounge.

Ron walked firmly towards the staff lounge on the first floor.

He walked to an extremely ornately decorated gold-inlaid door and knocked on the door slowly.

There was no sound, Ron gritted his teeth and pointed his right hand hard.

The Dark Devil Summons!

After contacting Voldemort and finishing his appeal, Voldemort's expression was calm.

"Do you want to use the money you left with me?" he asked.

Ron was stunned for a moment: "What's wrong? How much money does she... need?"

Voldemort showed a thoughtful expression: "The little witch...if she doesn't go to school, her salary will be about one hundred gold gallongs. Depending on her face, it will fluctuate from ten to twenty gold gallongs. The little wizard's salary will be about fifty gold gallons." Jialong, depending on appearance, there is a huge fluctuation, probably between 20 and ten gold Jialong..."

After hearing Voldemort's words, Ron's expression was holy.

A money grab, right?

Oh...the cost of raising children?That's... almost...

but!

Are you fucking discriminating against wizards? !Fortunately, you are still a wizard, Voldemort, I misjudged you!

Why do wizards fluctuate so much?When will we wizards stand up? !Shivering and cold...

(Tsk, why does this paragraph feel wrong? Am I not suitable for writing complaints?...)

That's not right... It seems that no matter how good-looking the witch is, if she can't sell... she will end up miserable...

Well, good-looking witches basically don’t have to worry about selling.

So ugly witches all end badly...

"The price starts to become expensive after the witch enrolls. The first semester is about 150 gold Gallons. If the first semester is over...it will cost [-] gold Gallons...for wizards...enrolment is [-] gold Gallons. At the end of one semester, the price fluctuates between [-] gold gallons and [-] gold gallons..." Voldemort's voice was calm.

Ron's expression was very bad.

Voldemort's voice was calm: "As for Hermione... In her situation, I don't think the Esmees family will let her go easily. Be prepared for the worst and pay 500 gold galleons. I will make the decision for you. 500 gold plus Long can definitely win." He smiled: "But... you have to give me part of the benefits..."

It's so expensive, but it's a wizard... so it's expensive...

"Tsk..." Ron was confused.I feel extremely disgusted inside.

But to be honest, considering Hermione's situation, it is exactly what Voldemort said.

Hermione is so smart.

In the second semester, the value will rise to more than [-] gold gallongs.

This is completely usury, and the more it is extended, the more exaggerated it becomes.

There is no way the Esmes family will let go easily.

He didn't want to use the bloody money in Voldemort's hands.

"You... don't want to use the money you left with me? Ha... And even if you use the money you left with me... I'm afraid you won't be able to ask me to help. My help is very expensive..." Voldemort's The smile became exaggerated and weird.

Ron seemed to understand something and his face turned gloomy: "What do you want to do?!"

Voldemort's expression became strangely excited.

"Ah...how should I put it?...Maybe there is a very interesting thing enshrined in the Central Temple of France...Maybe you have heard about it..." Voldemort's voice was calm.

Ron's heart lurched.

His expression turned serious.

"what do you mean……"

"HolyGrail [Holy Grail]"

Temple?

Ron took a deep breath, not knowing what to say.

This is a completely new field with no contact at all.

The Temple is never mentioned in the Harry Potter novels.

The only impression I had was of the Temple Guardians and Templar Knights I had seen before.

"They launched an attack on us, how could we just suffer a loss like this? After completing this mission, I will not only help you do it for free, but also I will give five hundred gold Gallons to everyone who participated in the mission." Voldemort's voice Become small and sharp.

It's like whispering a very important secret into your ear, or like a poisonous snake spitting out a message.

Ron took a deep breath: "How could I possibly do this?"

He did have an impression of the Holy Grail.

The Holy Grail War before his rebirth was already very popular, and as an otaku, Ron also read it.

Of course, he didn't think that was the Holy Grail.

This Holy Grail is not that Holy Grail.

"You don't need to worry, look at this..." Voldemort took out a golden cup.

His voice was calm: "I haven't figured out how to use this yet. I'm not sure, but I can feel the powerful fluctuations.

Although it is a completely different system from ours, it is... very useful to us..." He said infatuatedly.

Looking at this strange object, his mind went back and forth, and he suddenly thought of the Daily Prophet the day before yesterday.

Voldemort's army suddenly disappeared and then returned with scars...

Shouldn't...

"Is this?..." Ron's expression became very surprised, and then he said coldly: "Now that you have got it, what else do you want me to do?"

Although he kept thinking in his mind, no way, no way, Ron still understood.

It must be what you think.

Voldemort's smile was very exaggerated: "In fact, I saw you at that time... I don't know why that happened, but I don't need to know. The only person who can take you there is me. ." He rubbed his chin: "You know, time and space cannot be reversed or changed... Now that we know some things that are bound to happen, we must comply with him, otherwise... it will only bring huge chaos and losses... If you hadn't come to see me today, I'd probably have to come see you tomorrow."

"They?!" Ron's voice suddenly rose, and the bad feeling in his heart suddenly filled his heart.

Although he already had this speculation in his heart, he still couldn't help but ask.

Voldemort said indifferently: "Yes... you, not just you..."

Ron clasped his hands and lowered his head.

The complicated thoughts in his heart no longer allowed him to think normally.

Why? !how come? !damn it……

If he were alone, he wouldn't be afraid.

He is not afraid of death...

It’s just that there will be some nostalgia for my own bonds...

But if he lets his friends die with him...

He doesn't want to!

Looking at Ron who lowered his head, Voldemort's voice was calm: "Go back and prepare well..."

Ron took a deep breath and suppressed the anger and helplessness in his heart.

He asked softly: "Are we... dead?..."

Voldemort smiled and nodded Ron's lips: "You already know enough, don't ask anymore, something big will happen...hehehehehe..."

The laughter is so weird.

At this moment, Voldemort suddenly whispered: "By the way, don't tell others such things... something will happen, but you won't."

What's the meaning? !

Ron looked strange.

But seeing that Voldemort didn't seem to want to say anything more, it was difficult to ask further, so he could only retreat step by step.

After walking about three meters away, he turned around and left as a sign of respect.