Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Seeing Shaw's unfriendly behavior, Lucius asked hesitantly.

"Mr. Black, is there something wrong?"

Old Nott's face turned ugly and he said impatiently.

"Black kid, what's wrong? Do you want to cause trouble?"

Shor slowly stepped forward and said with accusations.

"You just glared at me, I'm very unhappy, apologize to me."

"Tick!"

This is the sound of sweat dripping from Lucius's forehead to the ground.

What is Shaw going to do?

Old Nott's expression was distorted, as if he had suffered a great humiliation. He took out his wand and shouted at Shaw with a cold face.

"Arrogant kid!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

Old Nott is also a ruthless man who doesn't talk much. He started with the three unforgivable curses. It's obvious that he is a habitual offender.

Shaw looked calm, with one hand raised forward, and a black diamond shield suddenly appeared in front of him.

It was the Death Shield.

This magic shield is constructed by absorbing the dead air and residual energy of the soul in the air. It is Voldemort's usual defensive spell.

It is especially useful on the killing battlefield. After gathering a large number of dead spirits, it can easily block the killing curse.

Of course, this spell is not exclusive to Voldemort.

"Bang!"

The killing green light hit the dead spirit shield, only splashing a little magic light.

Shaw couldn't help shaking his head. Old Nott's strength can only be said to be average. It is estimated that when hitting a legend like Old Bee, he may not be able to break through the magic layer and can only make him bleed from the nose.

Before the old Nott on the opposite side was surprised that the defensive spell Shaw used was black magic.

Shaw's other hand gently hooked, silently and without a wand.

The fifth-level water prison appeared!

There is no need for a magic wand to fight a weak chicken like Old Nott.

Four blue water pythons as thick as thighs and glowing with lightning suddenly condensed around Old Nott. They coiled towards the target without saying anything.

Old Nott still had some combat experience. He retreated while chanting a spell to raise a shield.

"Armor protection..."

"Crack!"

But at this moment, the Purple Lightning Kite hovering in the sky flapped its purple wings and disappeared in an instant, appearing behind Old Nott at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

A forked purple lightning shot out from its mouth and immediately hit Old Nott's back.

"Bang!"

Old Nott only felt a strong force coming from his back, and was directly knocked out while his whole body was paralyzed.

After hitting the ground, a burning smell of meat came from the tip of his nose immediately.

After the paralysis in his back disappeared, a sharp pain came instantly. Old Nott rolled on the ground in pain, and his facial features were distorted and he howled miserably.

"Ah! Ah! It hurts, it hurts so much!"

Shor was stunned, watching the purple shadow hovering and chirping in the sky, asking for credit.

He smiled and casually removed the anaconda and the necromancer shield.

He wanted to punish the other party to vent his anger for the loyal Theodore, but he didn't expect that old Nott was really useless and couldn't even beat a bird.

Shore walked forward and looked at the miserable appearance of old Nott. His back was blown to pieces, and it was all burnt black and bloody.

He touched his nose and was embarrassed to continue punishing him.

Lucius secretly wiped away the cold sweat on his head. He remembered that his son seemed to have said that old Nott's son had a good relationship with Shaw. Why is this happening now?

"Mr. Black, what are you doing? Are you going to kill him?"

Shor said indifferently.

"If you don't like it, just do it. As for whether to kill or not, it depends on your mood."

Lucius' pupils shrank violently. This arbitrary attitude was so familiar.

But thinking that Old Nott would have to deliver the goods in a few days, he tried to test him.

"But although this guy is a bastard, I wonder if you know who he is?"

Shor gave Lucius a meaningful look.

"It doesn't matter. At our level, killing one or two of the other side's mad dogs is harmless and does not affect cooperation."

Lucius couldn't help swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva. This not only implied a warning, but also showed that Shaw knew that Old Nott was the Dark Lord's man.

But he is still so unscrupulous, what does this mean?

Sure enough, these people with power are all of the same character.

Shaw didn't give Lucius more time to think about it, and directly ordered.

"Go find some blank magic contracts. I remember that the Nott family seems to have entrusted a lot of property to my Black family. It's time to pay it back."

Lucius looked at the miserable old Nott pitifully. This is the end of being ignorant.

He hurried to the study to get the contract.

Shore listened to Old Nott's howling, which was a bit harsh, but he was not a pervert and would enjoy this kind of sadomasochism.

With a wave of his hand, an electric current was injected into Old Nott's back, paralyzing him artificially.

The effect was surprisingly good.

Old Nott stopped howling immediately, but he was shaking violently. He looked at Shore with horror, but he still did not forget to stutter.Harsh words.

"Little, little bastard, you will die, the Dark Lord will kill you!"

"Oh? That's it? You seem to be relying on my defeated opponent."

"You are talking nonsense, the invincible Dark Lord will not lose, will not die! If you know what's good for you, kowtow and confess your guilt!"

Shor didn't expect that this madman really had no sense at all and couldn't see the current situation clearly?

Don't you know that a man who knows the times is a hero?

"Snap!"

So he snapped his fingers handsomely.

The current in Old Nott's body changed the simple paralysis effect to an all-round electric shock.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah."

Old Nott immediately had a crooked mouth and squinting eyes, white foam flew, and his limbs twitched.

This guy didn't forget to tighten his legs while trembling, I'm afraid he was about to be electrocuted.

Shaw felt that it was almost time, and snapped his fingers again, and the punishment was over.

He asked warmly again.

"Are you convinced?"

Old Nott took a long time to catch his breath, but he was still stubborn.

"Shit! Fuck..., ah ah ah..."

Before he finished speaking, he snapped his fingers.

"Are you convinced?"

"Damn it! Kill me now if you can, or I'll let my master kill you later, ah ah ah."

...,...

Shaw admired the willpower of Old Nott, so he could only settle for the next best thing and couldn't really kill him.

"Are you convinced? It's okay to be convinced on the surface but not in the heart."

"Dream on, ah ah ah."

Lucius, who had returned with a blank contract, looked at this scene and felt that both of them were perverts.

The eyes of the torturer were calm, and the tortured mouth was stubborn and refused to obey.

However, human will has its limits after all. Half an hour later, Old Nott, whose hair stood up and his limbs were twisted beyond human form, finally "surrendered".

And signed the property return contract.

Shaw didn't mean to swallow up the Nott family's property, which all belonged to Theodore.

Shaw casually handed the contract to Lucius.

"You will take care of it as usual."

Lucius narrowed his eyes, and without thinking too much, he quickly took the contract respectfully.

"Yes."

Shaw looked at Lucius at this time, and he already had some taste of a subordinate.

Sure enough, when there are chickens, the power is established quickly.

Shaw returned to the dining table and smiled at Narcissa and Draco who were already dumbfounded.

The smile was warm and like a spring breeze.

But in the eyes of the mother and son, it was so scary.

Narcissa had just met Shaw, and only then did she know that Shaw was such a moody and vindictive person. Fortunately, she jumped early.

And Draco felt the most deeply and had the most complicated feelings. He seemed to have just met Shaw.

However, he vaguely guessed why Shaw punished Old Nott, and his little fist clenched tightly, and he was very envious of Theodore in his heart.

Afterwards, Lucius sent Old Nott to St. Mungo's. As soon as Old Nott, lying on a floating stretcher, left the courtyard, he yelled for Lucius to take him to see the Dark Lord.

Lucius ignored this idiot.

In the restaurant, Shaw watched the two leave, not worrying that Old Nott would vent his anger on Theodore after returning home.

Shaw dared to bet that if Old Nott really dared to domestic violence, Theodore would definitely fight back and win.

Narcissa entertained Shaw with an awkward expression.

Draco remained silent all the time. What he had just seen and heard made him understand why his father would give him those cruel adult ideas.

This Christmas was too profound.

Shaw did not stay for long, and left after dinner.

Before leaving, he looked at Draco with messy hair and smiled and patted his shoulder.

"Merry Christmas, I hope there will be a new you in the new year."