Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Shaw flew through the bumpy passage.

He stopped in front of the magic hall, looked up at the giant bronze statue with a blown-up head, and felt a little weird.

If it was before he was promoted to legend, with his state of mind, he might be calm on the surface, but angry in his heart.

But now, when Shaw saw the damaged bronze statue, he really didn't care.

He suddenly understood why Dumbledore didn't care about some false reputations, such as being evaluated as a crazy old man by some reporters and being able to swallow his pride.

Just like the gods who are high above, will they care about the barking of mad dogs in the mortal world?

Of course, this also depends on the person, the mentality and means of the legend.

To be promoted to legend, in addition to understanding magic beyond the limit of ordinary wizards, there is also the ultimate understanding of the world.

Only then can you transform from a cocoon into a butterfly, transcend the mortal world, and truly begin to transform from a "secondee" to a "controller".

Until he completely becomes the master of heaven, earth and elements, and then becomes a god!

Yes, it was not until he became a legend that Shaw realized it personally.

In fact, becoming a god does not necessarily require faith.

You can become a god purely by practicing magic attainments.

As for becoming a god by borrowing faith, it is just a last resort.

Shaw retracted these random thoughts and turned back to look at the once prosperous Ministry of Magic, which is now full of broken walls and walls, and the traces of residual blood have not yet dried.

Now here, except for the wizards who turned into werewolves and moved the rocks and wood with great force and were cleaning the battlefield.

The other stationed defenders either died tragically, with white cloth covering the ground, or leaned against the corner to receive treatment from St. Mungo's therapists.

He couldn't help but feel more compassion in his heart.

Shaw and Dumbledore, like them, both use protection as the anchor in their hearts, and their performance after legends is mostly impartial and kind.

Similar to Grindelwald and Tom, or Thor and Voldemort.

The understanding of the elements of heaven and earth and the perception of the world is different, and the performance after becoming a legend is also very different.

Some are more cold-blooded and cruel, while others are more indifferent and aloof.

I have to mention this here.

In addition to some special reasons, the knowledge taught by Ravenclaw before was deep enough.

In addition, he has always paid great attention to the basics, and the "system" is a learning accelerator.

So he was able to advance so quickly beyond everyone's expectations.

And the special reason is a secret in Shaw's heart.

Shaw's arrival naturally excited the werewolf wizards. They dropped their affairs and gathered around.

Facing the more extraordinary Shaw, they bent their backs and bent over, their huge claws on the ground, lowered their wolf heads, and howled loudly.

"Awoo! Awoo"

The howls that shook the sky also attracted everyone's attention.

In the corner of the wall in the distance, the seriously injured wizards stood up and saluted him regardless of their missing limbs and the healers' persuasion.

"My Lord!"

Carol, who rushed over quickly after hearing the noise, also knelt on one knee.

"My Lord!"

Shor looked at the werewolf wizards who were taller than him and looked like small mountains, and looked past them to the wounded in the distance.

He nodded without saying anything first, but waved his hand.

The air in the whole hall immediately crackled, like spring thunder.

Waves of purple light appeared in the sky, and thunder dragons wandered and howled, with a breath of new life in the sound.

The next moment, the descending purple light swirled and merged into the bodies of the injured wizards.

Their wounds, under the astonished eyes of the healers, healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This is much more magical than professional healing spells.

This method was derived from Shaw's deeper understanding of thunder after his legend.

He borrowed the principles of "soul absorption" and "life recovery" and realized a complex healing spell on the spot: Thunder Rebirth.

This spell is grand, like spring rain with the fragrance of soil.

It is not like the green light in the forbidden forest before, which is as strange as black magic and requires sacrifice from someone.

In addition to the destructive attribute, thunder itself breeds rebirth.

Shaw is now in a higher position, and it is more and more important to maintain his image. It is just in time to have a replacement healing spell.

As one person was cured, they were grateful beyond words.

Shaw waved his hand to stop their attempt to kneel down to show their loyalty.

Instead, he bowed to everyone and said ashamedly.

"The Ministry of Magic can be defended. You are all heroes of Britain. I, as a so-called leader who has failed to fulfill my responsibilities, should do something for you.

Okay, Carol, continue organizing the werewolf army.Continue to clean up the battlefield and defend.

There will be peace for a while, so let the wizards who stayed behind go home and have a good rest. "

Carol agreed.

"Yes, sir."

The wizards' eyes were filled with tears, and they still knelt on one knee to respond stubbornly.

"Leader, be merciful. "

Shor didn't say anything more. He lowered his head and asked Carol something, then walked towards the blown-up elevator exit.

Along the way, whether it was werewolves, wizards or healers, they automatically made way and watched their leader with fervent eyes.

Shor walked all the way to the elevator entrance, turned around and waved to everyone, and jumped down.

In order to show an open and transparent working mechanism, the various departments of the Ministry of Magic, including the courtroom, were moved to the lobby on the first floor.

So now the only place that this elevator going down leads to is the Department of Mysteries.

As Shaw flew down, he saw that the previous elevator passage was full of charred huge pits, which were even more riddled with holes than the lobby above.

He was not particularly surprised to see this.

Hearing the subsequent summary of intelligence, Shaw also understood that the real target of the Twin Snakes before was not only himself but also here.

Then this place was also found before. A legendary battle of super intensity took place.

Shaw slowly landed on a dilapidated corridor.

At the end of the simple corridor was a blown-open black door.

Behind the black door, there was a huge round room.

Everything in that room, including the ceiling and floor, was pure black.

Twelve identical black doors without marks or handles were embedded in the black wall at some distance from each other.

There was a powerful anti-theft mechanism here.

When entering a certain door, the circular wall would rotate quickly, making it difficult to figure out which door to enter and exit.

So every time the Silent Man went in and out of research and work, it was like guessing a puzzle and walking through a maze.

In the wall lamps on the black walls, the candles had blue flames, and the cold, flickering candlelight was reflected on the bright marble floor.

The whole room was so mysterious.