Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Shaw smiled gently at the viper. For some reason, he didn't hate snakes.

A strange hissing sound came out of his mouth. If outsiders heard this sound, they would be terrified.

"Hiss, hiss: I can understand what you are saying. Come here."

Astoria's viper was very surprised, and then she was pleasantly surprised.

The Greengrass family also had a family background, so they naturally knew the meaning of Parseltongue, the heir of Slytherin!

Why did Voldemort say that he had noble blood, and many people who knew he was a half-blood gritted their teeth and admitted it? It was because Voldemort could speak Parseltongue!

Astoria thought more, even if she could not be reversed and completely turned into a snake in the future, at least there was a human who could communicate with her.

The viper swam obediently to Shaw's feet, and kept stroking his robe with its triangular snake head.

Shaw reached out and touched the viper's head, and said after sitting down on the sofa.

"I'm going to use the detection spell to spy on your body now, don't be nervous."

The viper nodded and hissed with its tongue.

"Hiss. (Okay, Chief)"

Shor stretched out his hand to cover the top of the viper's head, and used some detection spells to carefully sense that this was not a normal Animagus.

After a while, he sighed and took his hand back, closed his eyes and pondered in his heart.

The viper's green vertical eyes were full of tension, but he didn't dare to make a sound, and gently leaned against Shaw's feet and curled up.

Shaw had just used several detection spells, and before he had drawn blood for the experiment, he had already felt that there was an inexplicable and strange curse power in the viper's blood, which was subtly changing Astoria's blood composition.

It is estimated that when a certain critical value is reached, Astoria will never be able to turn back into a human.

This blood curse is actually complicated, and it is also complicated, and it is also simple.

Just remove the curse in the blood.

But the actual operation is not as easy as imagined.

Greengrass is a wealthy family, and has invited various more professional people to treat Astoria.

In the end, nothing was achieved.

Shaw didn't know how Lucius fooled Greengrass.

He actually thought he could solve it, and people believed him, and finally even pledged allegiance to the family.

Shaw raised his eyebrows, opened his eyes, and looked at Astoria, who did not have the slightest ferocious and cold feeling even when she turned into a snake.

He felt a little sympathetic to the little girl.

He took out a needle bucket from the ring and said in a gentle tone.

"I'll take some blood from you, bear with it."

The viper obediently raised its head, revealing its thin neck with scales.

Shaw's hand paused, but he still inserted the needle and slowly drew a small tube of blood.

Then he took out the white moss to apply to the viper, and took out a bottle of tonic potion and put it on the table, and said gently to the viper.

"Okay, let's stop here for today. You can change back and drink the medicine later."

A hint of intimacy flashed in Viper's green vertical eyes, and he nodded obediently and hissed.

"Hiss ha (OK)."

Then she swam behind the sofa again, and there was a rustling sound. After a while, Astoria, who looked even paler, stood up.

She first tidied up her wrinkled school uniform, then walked over, silently picked up the potion and drank it in one gulp.

Shaw observed this little girl, who was indeed very sensible and thoughtful, and was somewhat optimistic about her.

If you get 10 points of 3-point faith points, you can draw a lottery, but you still need two points, and maybe you have to earn one point from her.

After a slight hesitation, he took out a communication poker and handed it to her.

"Take it, go back and have a good rest first, and I will notify you if there is any progress in the research."

Astoria took the poker and bowed respectfully as a lady.

"Thank you, Chief. If you need any materials for experiments, please let me know. I'll leave first."

Shor waved his hand and said nothing more.

"Yeah."

Astoria looked at Shaw again, then turned and walked out. After she walked out the door, she heard Daphne's anxious questioning.

"Sister, are you okay? Shaw didn't do anything to you."

"Sister, don't talk nonsense..."

As the door closed, Shaw didn't know about the conversation between the two sisters.

He shook the syringe in his hand slightly, looking at the red blood with some green fluorescence in it.

Considering the reference significance of the blood curse and the feasibility of blood transfusion for Astoria.

"There is not enough material. It seems that I have to plan to go to the secret room after Christmas. Let Snape help me test this blood first."

If we talk about the wizards around Shaw, Snape must be considered a "science student". This man is also very good at analyzing potions.

Blood containing the blood curse can barely be considered as some kind of exotic potion material.

Shaw stood up and said, "I will grant your request."He went straight to the basement, not knowing whether the "busy man" was in the office now.

But before he reached the basement, the communication poker in his arms began to vibrate.

He took it out and saw that it was a message from Lucius: the meeting would start at eight o'clock.

When Shaw saw this, he remembered that he had asked Lucius to arrange a meeting of all Death Eaters some time ago.

He looked at his mechanical watch and it was already seven o'clock.

He had no choice but to turn around and walk out of the castle. It took him half an hour to get to the Shrieking Shack and twenty minutes to disguise himself.

He was the finale, so he was not in a hurry.

So Shaw summoned a water mirror slowly and practiced his temperament.

He had to be more domineering today.

After so much eye training, and after being able to cast the Patronus Charm, his temperament was passively superimposed with some kingly style.

So it was easy for him to hide his domineering aura in his gloomy eyes.

Shaw smiled with satisfaction, and after waving away the water mirror, he left the Shrieking Shack silently with a phantom.

At this moment, Malfoy Manor was crowded with people.

However, everyone was wearing a silver-gray cloak and a smiling mask. Today, not all of them were direct descendants, so they needed to hide their identities.

In the past, Death Eaters hid their identities with pure black cloaks and evil masks.

But Tom is not Voldemort now, so his subordinates naturally have to change their style of dress.

Today's meeting is not in the conference room, which cannot accommodate hundreds of wizards.

So this meeting is held in the hall.

Everyone sits in four rows, leaving an aisle in the middle, and there is a silver throne inlaid with gold in the main hall.

The two rows of seats on the inside of the aisle are occupied by powerful figures among the Death Eaters, and the two rows in the back are occupied by lower-level Death Eaters.

And there are many people standing at the back without seats, which are peripheral errand runners.

At this moment, everyone is solemn, looking at the empty throne.

Not to mention, the formation here is much stronger than when the Phoenix Society held a meeting with two or three big cats and kittens.

Lucius, dressed in gorgeous clothes, raised his head slightly, and stood beside the throne with a ceremonial stick.

He didn't disguise himself, nor did he need to, after all, the meeting was held at his home.

So at this moment, there was always an indelible bitterness in the corners of Lucius' mouth, because now all British wizards knew that he was a Death Eater, and it couldn't be washed away.

Recently, he has been thinking about his proposal to hold a meeting in the Dark Castle of the Pureblood Society, why was it rejected by the Dark Lord?

As the time reached eight o'clock, the Dark Lord still didn't come.