"What do you say?"

With such a rhetorical question, Lockhart, who was disguised as Ricciardo, raised his hand, and the parchment that he had made at school appeared in front of everyone.

"Although I also want to fool you with a few reasons, saying that you are not good people or something. It's a pity - I'm almost past the age of hypocrisy that wants to achieve my goal and want to look good - or rather, you don't have the right to make me look good. ”

"Pact, every night from now on, accompany me to practice some interesting magic, or...... You can also choose to be thrown in front of the Ministry by me after I cast the Oblivion Charm. But maybe you can find some loopholes in it? ”

Hearing the last sentence, all the dark wizards habitually looked at the contents of the contract:

1. Come here on the afternoon of Christmas and do my research;

2. The contractor shall not tell any other existence in this life, and shall not let anyone else discover about it;

3. During the experiment, I will ensure your life safety;

4. The final interpretation right belongs to me, and if there is any escape or violation, I will bear the consequences; If someone reports another person, after verification, he can receive 5,000 gold Galleons in his own hands.

5. Hint: If you break the contract, you will come to the Ministry of Magic unexpectedly, and everyone will see and arrest you.

It's not a difficult contract, everyone thinks the same, but the final interpretation and reporting reward...... It does limit their opportunities to do things.

"What do you want me to do?" A dark wizard said in a gruff voice, "If it's an experiment about life and death, then this little bit of profit is not enough." ”

"You're not in a position to negotiate terms with me, but this time, I'll answer the question," Ricardo tapped his right hand and the spell hit the dark wizard, "that's the average level. Oh yes, I won't use a wand. ”

The dark wizard visibly twitched, and then fell to the ground in pain.

"Okay, let's make a contract, I believe that at this level, you as dark wizards can bear it."

Ricardo looked around and saw horror, anger, and ...... in the eyes of these people Please?

A dark wizard suddenly stretched out his wand, and just when everyone thought he was going to resist, he aimed the tip of the wand at his fingers.

"Divided!"

A small cutting spell slashed his index finger, and the wizard fell to his knees tremblingly and wrote his name on the parchment. Soon, a golden glow appeared on the paper, and it returned to Ricardo.

"Very well," Ricardo's smile was a little odd, "a contract written in blood, it's a good start." ”

There is an unwritten rule in contract magic, "life for blood". That is to say, if a person does not sign the contract with blood without the slightest coercion, then the person must complete the contract completely, and must not try to find loopholes in the contract, and must not be negligent at all, otherwise, no matter what the contract is, that person will end up dying in agony.

Moreover, there is a big loophole here: the contractor cannot exploit the loophole, but the contractor can interpret the content of the contract at will.

It's ...... here. It's amazing, after all, Ricardo is the one who left himself a hole to exploit even when he made a contract with Voldemort......

He...... It's marked "Christmas time", but it's not marked "this year......

Originally, he was going to use this to threaten those who did not cooperate, after all, it is not a matter to threaten life at every turn, and evil thoughts will accumulate because of evil, even if he has found a "(pseudo) second personality", he still has to pay attention not to cause the exit to be blocked.

As long as they break the contract, then they will be forced to come to the Ministry of Magic every Christmas. So once a year......

And now...... He seems to have found a good subordinate? Once the contract of blood is violated, the pain it brings is not acceptable to ordinary people.

Ricardo was a teacher in his previous life, and he could more or less look at people's skills, and this guy in front of him didn't necessarily have much loyalty to him, but he was just a little person who was good at seeing the wind and steering the rudder.

This guy doesn't have much will, but if he doesn't have enough interest, this guy won't be a threat to him.

But...... In the future, it's a matter of speculation, looking for this guy, and there is no need to accept him as a subordinate.

This is a world that looks like a low magic, but there are high magic creations (time turners, philosopher's stones, etc.), power is king, and one person may not be able to form an army, but if a wizard's power reaches a certain level, it is not a problem to destroy a country from beginning to end (time converter, phantom shifting and thunderbolt explosion to understand, maybe the out-of-body is more comfortable).

Therefore, Ricardo thinks that it is really unnecessary to take his subordinates, it is better to polish his own abilities more, and the followers will naturally be strong to a certain extent.

Cattle and sheep are in groups, and tigers and leopards have always walked alone.

"I'm glad to have such a leader," Ricardo said after pondering for a moment whether or not he would accept it, "So, the rest of the dark wizards, are you challenging my patience?" ”

Other dark wizards were busy using Transfiguration to make changes, or pulling pens out of their pockets and writing their names on parchment. But alas, no one uses blood anymore.

"What's your name?" Ricardo asked the man.

"Oh, my lord, my name is Anro."

The dark wizard leaned over, looking genuinely frightened, but Ricardo saw the curvature of the corners of his mouth before he lowered his head.

I'm afraid you don't have desires.

"Alright, Anro," Ricardo said, stepping forward, "you have made me very satisfied, very satisfied. In the past few days, you can lead this group of people, everyone will see him as if they were me, and if there is anyone who is not convinced, they can communicate with me. ”

This is what is promised by power.

"Besides, if I'm satisfied enough with this holiday, then I'll let you share the thousand gold galleons I have in my hand now. This matter is the responsibility of Anro. ”

This is Elih.

Under this promise of power and profit, An Luo straightened his waist as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and shouted energetically:

"Guaranteed mission, my lord!"

The people around also became lively. You know, there are only thirty or forty dark wizards here, a thousand gold Galleons...... How do you think they can get about thirty gold gallons! This is already a huge amount of money for the dark wizards who have been in the bloody storm all year round.

This also guarantees that they will not let anyone else know about it. There are only so many cakes, and they don't have the kind of heart to share with others.

Ricardo smiled as he looked at the crowd excited for profit, then turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

Volunteer...... You'll know what this word means later......

"Oh, Mr. Silva pretending to be Lockhart," a voice suddenly appeared in my ear, "here's an invitation for you." ”