Shaw held the Philosopher's Stone in front of him and studied it again for a while, and finally put it away helplessly.

If it is not used directly to make elixir of life and turn stone into gold, with his current alchemy knowledge, he can't even see the structural principle of the Philosopher's Stone.

I thought too simply before.

It's like giving an ordinary person a plane to study. Without relatively advanced mechanical knowledge, he can't study the inside.

It seems that we can only rely on the second phase of the experiment that old Percy has not completed. After getting more theories from him, we can really start studying this ceiling-like alchemical creation.

There was no conversation overnight. In the next few days, Shaw continued his previous research and took out half a day to deal with the Pentagram.

Various arrangements were made for this year's graduates to further control the Ministry of Magic and the Pentagram and deliver more energetic blood.

Especially for Hermione's summer vacation arrangement, Shaw let this little witch get the same treatment as Alice and start to contact the Pentagram in advance.

Although both of them entered the Administrative Department, they did different jobs.

Alice was given a small part of Lucius's power, which not only paralyzed old Furley, but also exercised a certain power check.

Hermione was given full authority to investigate the missing little wizards in various places over the years.

This was a very boring and huge paperwork project. Hermione led the ten people assigned to her and devoted herself to it on the first day of work.

Because when Hermione heard Shaw explain the most likely tragic ending of these missing little wizards, the kind little witch almost burst into tears and said that she must catch those scumbags.

Shaw's arrangements can be regarded as putting the right talents in the right positions.

July 15.

Ordinary wizards who got up early on this day began to read the Daily Prophet as usual.

When they saw the bold headline, they were shocked and speechless.

"The Ministry of Magic will hold the first public trial on July 20, and all British wizards are welcome to come to supervise."

The small words below begin to explain the specific reasons.

The general content is that due to the opacity of the judicial and regulatory mechanisms in the magic world, power corruption and the extremely high crime rate have always been caused.

Because the Pentagram patrol recently provided evidence of corruption of many officials, the Ministry of Magic decided to conduct a self-examination and publicly try those parasites under the witness of ordinary wizards.

Then there was a gorgeous speech about jointly building a beautiful wizard society.

I don’t know if the writer received a red envelope or was hit on the head with a wand.

He also flattered a lot, such as this is all Minister Fudge’s integrity and selflessness, and the iron-blooded and upright Director Pierce is in charge of the Law Enforcement Department.

The most important thing is the great new savior Shorblack. The Ministry of Magic has such courage under his supervision.

Shorblack is definitely another great white wizard in the UK after Dumbledore.

Ordinary wizards read the headlines of the Daily Prophet over and over again.

I can't believe there is such an unprecedented thing. When will the people in power check themselves?

So there must be external intervention.

All ordinary wizards ignored the other praises about other people and looked directly at that name: Shoal Black.

All the good things in the British magic world recently are basically related to Shoal.

Not to mention the gratitude, admiration, and excitement of ordinary wizards.

The Ministry of Magic headquarters is really in chaos. Those who know what's going on are fearless, while those neutrals and the previous fair factions are trembling.

These people know that political struggles are very cruel.

The opponent has decided to make trouble, so all kinds of inquiries and gatherings are going on.

Many people who nominally support Dumbledore keep writing letters to ask the great white wizard what he thinks of the public trial.

In the end, only one person replied roughly that he was not afraid of the shadow.

Many people were angry and cursed, and turned around and took money to curry favor with the "evil faction" that they had despised before.

The news of the British public trial gradually spread, causing a great international response.

The self-contained magic world is old and corrupt, but the power structure has been solidified.

The British did this, which made many sensitive people smell an ominous smell, and undercurrents surged for a while.

….

In the Albanian forest, on a piece of open space where a huge tree was cut down, a dozen wizards were digging the soil.

A large pit had been dug in the middle, revealing a corner of a Greek-style temple.

The wizards did not dare to use a powerful relocation spell, for fear of destroying the ruins of the temple that had been severely eroded.

So they could only use small-scale relocation spells to clean up bit by bit, which was very labor-intensive..

Beside the clearing, there was a camp, divided into two camps, one for the International Auror Corps and the other for a wizard team of unknown origin (Fley).

There were three camps here to be exact.

After all, there were Tom and Theodore as the liaisons in the middle, and their tents were set up in the middle.

At this time, Tom was standing outside the tent looking into the clearing, while Theodore was sitting beside him, reading today's edition of the Daily Prophet in his hand.

Theodore was now slowly aware of his own shortcomings. Although he still believed that force could solve everything, he also understood that some experience in analyzing the situation still needed to be learned.

When he saw the news of the upcoming public trial in the UK, he hesitated and took out the communication poker to communicate with Shaw.

After learning the real purpose of this public trial.

A trace of entanglement flashed in Theodore's eyes, and then he could no longer sit still, and got up and prepared to walk into the forest outside.

Tom turned and asked.

"What are you going to do?"

Theodore paused and said firmly.

"I'm going to catch old Nott. He's right there."

"This is the other party's bait, and it's also my bait. You can't move it."

"But,"

Tom interrupted with a wave of his hand.

"No buts. I also know about the public trial. Do you want to take this opportunity to redeem your father?"

Theodore's pale face became even more bloodless after Tom revealed his thoughts.

Looking at the tangled look of the young man, Tom remembered something, and a trace of inexplicable flashed in his gloomy eyes.

Then his tone eased a little.

"Although old Nott is stupid, if he doesn't seek death in Albania, I can save his life."

Theodore avoided looking at Tom, clenched his fists, exhaled, turned around, lifted the curtain of the tent and got in.

Tom shook his head slightly, wondering why people are always so twisted.

He cast his eyes on the open space again, carefully looking at the corner of the Greek temple and the evil aura lingering on it.

Will he find the real owner this time?

Tom was getting impatient.

Suddenly, he felt someone watching him. He turned around and saw nothing unusual.

But Tom believed in his instincts.

"Humph, you want to reap the rewards? Dream on!"

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