Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Dumbledore certainly hoped that Shaw would have a family bond, and was happy to facilitate it.

However, the Ministry of Magic has been undercurrents recently, and he really can't just say that sending someone to Azkaban to visit the prisoner can do it right away.

He thought about it and said.

"I will find someone to arrange this matter, and it may take some time. I think Christmas is a day for family reunion. I hope Sirius can tell the truth after seeing you, a relative."

Shaw was also very satisfied with the time arrangement.

Otherwise, he really wanted to leave immediately and let Fudge arrange for him to go to Azkaban tomorrow, unlike the old bee who needs to consider so many legalities.

But he still had to pretend to do it, and quickly bowed to thank him.

"Thank you, Headmaster."

Then the two chatted in a harmonious atmosphere for a while, all about pure blood guided by Dumbledore.

Shaw naturally "knew everything" and frankly said that Voldemort had tried to win him over, but he didn't refuse it outright, hoping to use this to find out the whereabouts of some Horcruxes.

He even told Dumbledore directly what he already knew, that Voldemort and the Dark Lord who had not been resurrected but now returned were some Horcruxes.

Dumbledore did not ask any further questions until he felt that the effect of the drug had worn off.

Shaw naturally had to perform, his expression kept changing, and he looked angry.

Dumbledore stood up and bowed, and apologized very sincerely.

"Shor, I am very sorry for what I did to you. Please forgive the selfishness of an old man. There is not much time to test your character. You can hate me or blame me. I just hope that you will not forget your original intention and love the world more in the future."

What can Shaw do?

Of course, he "generously" forgave the helpless choice of a centenarian in a hurry.

After Shaw left, Dumbledore grabbed the pile of cockroaches on the table and ate them again.

The wrinkles on his face deepened a few points, and he also revealed a deep fatigue that outsiders could not see.

After all, he is also a human being, and a centenarian.

But everyone thinks he is an omnipotent god, the greatest white wizard with high moral character.

There are all kinds of coordination and wrangling internationally, and all kinds of checking for deficiencies and filling gaps domestically.

As long as there is a big trouble, it is all his responsibility, but he only has one pair of hands and one head.

His philanthropic and ruthless side is not innate.

His only sister was killed by him by mistake, his only brother will never forgive him, and his only lover was imprisoned by him.

He accidentally helped two dark lords, and destroyed their ambitions with his own hands.

After all kinds of emotional tugs and witnessing all kinds of joys and sorrows, it is not surprising that he finally became numb.

And he, Albus Dumbledore, the patron saint of the magic world, is now facing a new choice.

The situation is difficult, and there is no time for him to try and make mistakes. There is no way to interrogate Shaw with a potion that can bypass the brain block technique.

As for Shaw's problem, he will not choose to use the most extreme method to deal with it after all, Shaw is related to the new prophecy and the future of the magic world.

But you must know what the other person is thinking and whether he is good or evil.

To give an inappropriate but similar analogy, the possibility of Dumbledore killing Shaw is roughly equal to the possibility of Shaw killing Harry.

According to Harry's original kind and lawful character, if he continues to grow in the long run, he will definitely be Shaw's nemesis in the future.

Will Shaw kill Harry immediately now?

It cannot be said for sure, but it is highly likely that he will not, so Shaw has always been mainly guiding Harry.

The old bee has almost the same mentality towards Shaw. The only difference is that the old bee does not know that Shaw has a cheat, and his outlook on life has long been mature.

There is basically no possibility of reversing good and evil.

But this is something the old bee does not know.

So Dumbledore hesitated again for Shaw's mixed performance today.

He stood up, tidied his robes and appearance, called Fawkes, and asked him to take him to Nurmengard.

He needed more new prophecy content.

When Shaw returned to the dormitory, Draco and Ziying were not there. They were probably going to the stadium again.

Goyle and Crabbe saw Shaw coming back and immediately told him about Draco's instructions.

"Chief, Draco and Ziying have already gone to the stadium. He, he asked us to wait for you here."

Shaw nodded.

"Well, I know. I'll go there in a while. You guys go have fun first."

After the two fat guys left happily.

Shaw closed the door and locked it, and immediately took out a bottle of truth serum and the custom hallucinogen left over from the ring.

He had to experiment with his resistance to similar drugs. This time he almost capsized in the gutter.

He thought about whether to ask Snape for a bottle of love potion to experiment together. After all, there were more than one or two young ladies who were interested in him, so he gave up the idea.

Shaw sat down on the chair and conjured up in front of him.A diamond-shaped water mirror.

He exhaled and dripped three drops of truth serum into his mouth. The brain occlusion immediately started to run wildly. Xiao Er felt that his head was about to explode.

Looking at his forehead in the mirror, he was covered with cold sweat, and even began to drip down. He almost couldn't keep up the water mirror.

After a while, the effect of the truth serum wore off.

Xiao Er had no intention of taking a break. He wiped the sweat with a handkerchief and dripped another drop of the imperial green psychedelic potion into his mouth.

Xiao Er carefully felt the changes in his body and observed himself in the mirror at the same time.

The feeling of arousing secrets and desires in his heart came again, but it disappeared quickly.

This time Xiao Er saw something strange in the mirror, and the purple-black flow on his head flashed by.

Xiao Er put away the potion, waved the water mirror, and thought silently.

The effect of the truth serum can indeed be offset by the full-level brain occlusion.

After the domineering psychedelic drug bypassed the occlusion technique and penetrated the soul, it was eliminated by some force.

But the system did not make any prompts. Why?

For the first time, Xiao Er thought about the origin and existence of the system.

He did not think about it before, because he thought that this thing should be something at a higher level. Although it existed, it was used by some powerful existence that could not be clearly stated to achieve these goals.

But there is a saying that people are worthy of being used only if they are valuable.

There is another saying that seems cruel. Even if you are a pile of mud, you will always have to live at the bottom of the utilization chain.

So instead of worrying about the future, Xiao Er might as well use it in the opposite way. It is not too late to worry when you can reach that level. Maybe you can even kill it.

Without this plug-in, although he can live well, he can't live so excitingly.

After all, most people live in a muddle-headed and mediocre life. How many people can live a wonderful life?

Thinking too much will only cause trouble for yourself.

And today's abnormality of the system made Xiao Er feel that the system might be "alive"!

Because the "system" was obviously affected by the hallucinogen just now, and it didn't even send out a system prompt in time, let alone use some more powerful force to directly erase and offset the drug effect.

This made Shaw suspicious for no reason. The system may not be a higher existence. It is likely to be the ultimate ceiling in the magic world, higher than the Philosopher's Stone.

But with his ability, he couldn't see anything wrong.

Helplessly, Shaw could only comfort himself.

"Huh, fortunately, there is no phenomenon that is unfavorable to me for the time being. I can only do this for now. As my ability improves, I will know the truth one day!"

Shaw got up, cleaned himself, and changed into a green-bottomed silver-patterned uniform.

Then he opened the door and went to the Quidditch field.