Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Shaw had messy hair and black pupils, a smile on his lips, and his right hand was slightly bent to let the bright and charming Hermione gently hold it, and he nodded slightly to the gazes that were staring at him.

He wore a tight-sleeved white classical dress on his upper body, and a pair of straight black slim trousers on his lower body, which was very noble and elegant.

The double-breasted buttons were embroidered with complex and exquisite patterns, extending to the crisp collar.

The louvered shirt placket inside the dress swayed with his steps, and the five-pointed star pin on his left chest glowed slightly purple.

Many people at the ball had such pins.

At the high level, Shaw and Hermione appeared together, which amazed the whole audience.

The two slowly came to the front of the hall, and the little wizards who passed by automatically made way for them.

Shaw did not mean to steal the limelight from the warriors, but just stopped in front of the crowd.

McGonagall was also distracted for a moment, but she quickly came to her senses, sighed in her heart again, and knocked on the door a few times.

"Dongdong."

The arched door creaked and slowly opened, and a melodious accompaniment came from the hall.

Then, McGonagall asked several warriors to wait and let other young wizards in first.

Amid the hustle and bustle, everyone entered in a line. Shaw smiled at Draco, who was still a little nervous among the warriors, and walked in with Hermione.

The walls of the hall were specially covered with glittering silver frost today.

The ceiling was a starry night sky, and there were hundreds of mistletoe branches and ivy wreaths hanging on it.

The teacher's seat in front of the main hall of the auditorium was replaced by a large round table, on which the judges sat, and the four long tables of the college were replaced by a hundred small tables with lanterns.

The young wizards who attended the dance gathered in groups of three or five, playing and finding places to sit down.

Shaw was originally going to find a place to sit down, but he didn't expect Dumbledore at the big round table to wave to him from a distance like a child.

Shaw had no choice but to walk towards the big round table with Hermione, who was still in an excited state.

Wizards Fudge and Bagman smiled ingratiatingly, nodded politely to several unfriendly principals, and then sat down with Hermione in the empty seat next to Dumbledore.

Shaw was puzzled by the attitude of several principals from other schools, and asked before the old bee started to tease him after sitting down.

"Principal, what's wrong with the others? Why do they look like I owe them a lot of money?"

Although the small dinner before the dance had not yet started, Dumbledore had already started his sugar tasting journey.

He had already finished drinking a cup of "Tadpole House" in his hand, and after sucking the tadpole beads in it in a few sips, he said meaningfully.

"You should ask yourself. They have been looking for you for a long time. You will probably be busy after the ball."

Short raised his eyebrows and thought about the reason. Fudge, who was two seats away, explained impatiently.

"Sir, in fact, these principals only represent the attitudes of the Ministry of Magic of various countries.

The strategy of dumping potions has begun to show results. A lot of wealth in the magic world has quickly flowed into the UK.

This made many magic ministries feel uneasy, so those people went to the British Ministry of Magic to appeal and wanted to add some restrictive clauses to the trade contract.

Lucius and I dare not make the decision, and we can't find you for a while, so those ministers have to take advantage of the fact that you may attend the Christmas ball, so they let these principals come to ask your opinion."

Short understood it instantly.

The strategy of dumping potions is a complete dimensionality reduction attack in the closed magic world.

Other countries thought they got a lot of cheap potions, but they didn't guess that the cost was lower than they thought.

If it were a weak country dumping goods, the Ministry of Magic whose wealth was plundered would not have such an attitude of begging for mercy.

Who made Britain the strongest country in the world? No one dared to be the first to jump out and attack.

Moreover, Britain seemed to have the intention of using force against France recently, and these people wanted to see which way the wind was blowing.

Shaw was not proud of anything, but quickly thought of countermeasures in his mind.

Neither could he stop this disguised economic colonization strategy, nor could he really force those countries into a corner. If they all ran to join the Twin Snakes, it would be more trouble than gain.

"Pa pa pa!"

At this time, the warriors who led the dance walked into the hall amid applause.

McGonagall also led them to sit down at the big round table.

There was no food on the golden plate, but everyone had a small menu in front of them.

Many people picked up their menus and looked around. There were no waiters today.

At this time, Dumbledore picked up his menu and said to the plate with a smile.

"Pork chop!"

The fragrant pork chop immediately appeared on the plate.

The people at other seats immediately realizedDawu, this is quite humane, so they followed suit and ordered their favorite food on the plate.

Shaw glanced at his menu. He was not very hungry, so he just ordered a drink.

Hermione beside him was a little embarrassed to order food when she saw the chief like this, so she only ordered a glass of pumpkin juice.

But in the gradually filling of the hall with the delicious aroma, her belly under her waist began to growl very unconvincingly.

Shaw looked sideways and saw the little witch blushing, and couldn't help but shook his head with a smile.

In order to prevent his right-hand man from getting a stomach disease, he reached out and picked up Hermione's menu and ordered a few delicious foods for her.

"I heard that you stayed in the dormitory all day to dress up. I'm afraid you are hungry. Don't be embarrassed, eat quickly."

Hermione saw that the chief ordered all the food she usually liked, and she couldn't help but feel a little touched, but she quickly consciously dispelled those thoughts.

It was enough to follow the chief to bathe in swords and majestic.

She quickly picked up the knife and fork, lowered her head and began to eat in small bites.

Dumbledore was watching the fun from the side and was licking his lips.

"What a good age, sour and sweet, ah, it would be nice to have a string of candied haws now."

Shaw was very upset and didn't want to bother with this shameless old man.

But he really had something to discuss with Dumbledore today.

When a person reaches his position, there is really not much time for him to relax privately.

"Principal, if I want to attack France, will you support it?"

Dumbledore just looked like an old grandfather who was happy to watch the children playing, but his face changed immediately after hearing this.

A trace of anger flashed in the blue eyes under the crescent glasses, and he said in a bad tone.

"Shaw, do you want to start a war?

You attacked Gringotts in the UK, and now goblins from other countries are asking for sanctions from the Witch Association all day long. I pretended to ignore all this.

Now you want to attack wizards! Have you been blinded by your inflated power? Don't you have any mercy at all?"