Hogwarts: I Became the Third Dark Lord

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Hearing what Djimon Hughes said, Wentworth couldn't help but look up. Sure enough, Djimon Hughes didn't hold a wand in his hand.

"Casting spells without a staff again? Djimon Hughes, you make me have to give you a high look!"

Wentworth said very sincerely, but Djimon Hughes said with a sneer:

"Let's stop doing this, isn't this a basic operation? Don't try to get away with these nice words! Now, return the inscription of the dream messenger to me, otherwise, I will let you feel the enthusiasm of Waggadu!"

Seeing this, Wentworth smiled and said:

"I'm sorry, Djimon Hughes, I want to borrow your inscription stone for a while, you can go with me, and when I enter Waggadu, I will naturally return the inscription stone to you. It's useless to hold it!"

Hearing Wentworth's words, Djimon Hughes frowned, and said vigilantly:

"Wentworth Dumbledore, you really have other plans! What do you want to do in Waggadu?"

Wentworth held the dream messenger's inscription stone in his hand, and said with a smile:

"After you go in, you will know!"

Seeing what Wentworth said, Djimon Hughes squinted his eyes like a cheetah, obviously ready to attack.

But in the next second, Djimon Hughes opened his eyes wide again in an instant, because at this moment, a gold Galleon suddenly appeared in Wentworth's hand.

I saw Wentworth gently tossing up the Galleon with his hand, while Djimon Hughes' eyes couldn't help but danced along with the Galleon.

Djimon Hughes swallowed deeply, keeping his eyes on the Galleon in Wentworth's hand, but said in his mouth:

"Wentworth, what do you mean?"

Wentworth said in a seductive voice:

"This dream messenger's inscription stone is considered to be rented by me. This is rent! I will return it to you when I enter Waggadu. What do you think?!"

And Djimon Hughes, who was looking at the Gold Galleon in Wentworth's hand in a daze, came back to his senses instantly when he heard Wentworth's words, and said with a sneer:

"With just one Galleon, you want to buy me? I've already told you, I won't let you into Waggadu, I'm Djimon Hughes... Wait, what do you mean by that? ?”

While Djimon Hughes was speaking, Wentworth had already thrown the Gold Galleon in his hand to Djimon Hughes.

Djimon Hughes also lived up to Wentworth's expectations, subconsciously grabbing the Galleon in his hand.

When Djimon Hughes reacted, looking at the Galleon in his hand, Djimon Hughes couldn't help but said:

"Don't look down on people! You want me to take you into Waggadu for a gold gallon? Let me tell you, you should give up your heart! I accept the gold galleon, my dream messenger inscription, I Take it back too! At most... for Garen's sake at most, I will let you go, and pay less attention to Waggadu in the future!"

Hearing what Djimon Hughes said, Wentworth chuckled indifferently, and the next second, Djimon Hughes' eyes widened, and his breathing became a little short, because Wentworth In his hand, a cloth bag suddenly appeared.

And with the shaking of the cloth bag, the crisp voice clearly told Djimon Hughes that it contained all Galleons.

At this time, Wentworth chuckled and said calmly:

"I didn't make it clear just now. The rent is calculated by the minute. One minute costs one Galleon. Is this price fair?"

Djimon Hughes' eyes were fixed on the cloth bag in Wentworth's hand, and when he heard what Wentworth said, Djimon Hughes couldn't help but nodded subconsciously, but after nodding, Djimon Hughes felt that it was not good to do so, so he shook his head quickly.

Seeing Djimon Hughes doing neck exercises there, Wentworth rolled his eyes involuntarily, and then,

Wentworth spoke again and said:

"I really don't have any malice towards Waggadu. You can go up with me and stay by my side. At the same time, there is Garon earning money. What a deal!"

Hearing Wentworth's words, Djimon Hughes finally came back to his senses, and saw Djimon Hughes suddenly stand up straight, and said righteously:

"Wentworth Dumbledore! I think you've misunderstood me! I've already told you, I'm Djimon Hughes, but Waggadu is famous for his toughness!"

"Who knows what you are going to do in Waggadu! There are all my dear relatives and friends, brothers and sisters!"

"Get the price!!!"

In the end, Djimon Hughes still followed Wentworth, and the two stopped and headed towards the Waggadu School of Magic on the mountainside.

At first, Djimon Hughes' expression was a bit tangled, but soon, Djimon Hughes got used to his identity.

"Did you see the grass over there? The school planted a lot of herbs in that grass, and put them on the market. They are all priceless, and they are one of the forbidden places in Waggadu! If anyone Students who break in at will will be severely punished by the school!"

"Have you seen that smooth boulder? That's one of our duel venues in Waggadu! If any two students have conflicts, they can apply to the school for a duel, and then they can fight in the teacher's room." Under supervision, resolve the conflict through a duel on that boulder!"

Under the leadership of Djimon Hughes, whenever the two passed by a special place, Djimon Hughes would stop and tell Wentworth the relevant stories in detail.

It can be said that all the places that passed along the road, as long as they were related to Waggadu, were all sold out by Jimon Hughes.

At the beginning, Wentworth listened with relish, until later, the stories told by Djimon Hughes became more and more outrageous.

"Have you seen that pitch-black forest that seemed to have been burned by a fire? Back then, there were three fire dragons attacking Ouagadou hand in hand. At that time, the principal of our school was in that dense forest, fighting three heads alone. Dragon!"

"I saw the headmaster pointing at the sky first, and said in his mouth: Flying is forbidden here! Suddenly, three fire dragons fell from the sky and smashed into the woods. It was too late, our headmaster... hey, Wentworth, what are you doing here? It's very dangerous there, and there are dragon powers left over from the great war!"

Wentworth walked to the woods, glanced casually, then turned around, looking at Djimon Hughes with a half-smile:

"Jimon Hughes, it's a good thing you haven't read oriental fantasy novels, otherwise, would you have given me a hundred years of lightning strikes?! This is the mountain fire caused by lightning! The dragon flame I have seen is better than what you have seen There were too many fireworks!"

Wentworth also knew that Djimon Hughes was trying to delay time and get more of his Galleons, and Wentworth was also happy to learn more, after all, this is a completely different kind of magic from Hogwarts The world, but the story Wentworth has no interest in!