Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Harry was the center of attention in the abandoned classroom today. He was the best at using the Disarming Charm among the wizards below the third grade.

So Harry now understands what Shaw said, that strength is everything, and he has a stronger desire to become stronger.

Without Ron to lead him to play badly, Harry is obviously different, so sometimes the choice of friends is really important.

After the spell instruction, he didn't even want to go to the Quidditch training at 4 pm, and just wanted to find a place to continue practicing the Disarming Charm.

Harry has a small wish, which is to be one of the ten people who first reach the 4th level of the Disarming Charm.

He doesn't want any surprise gifts, but just wants Shaw, who is like a brother, to pay more attention to him.

In addition to the role of role model, he may also find some special emotional sustenance in Shaw.

So after lunch, Harry and Hermione went to the Black Lake to find a corner to practice spells together.

"Harry, your progress in the Disarming Charm is so fast, but why are the other spells so average?"

"Maybe it's just like what Shaw explained, I'm more compatible with the Disarming Charm."

"Well, what kind of spell do I fit in?"

"Ask Shaw when you have time, he'll definitely know."

As the two were talking, Harry, even with his glasses, still had good eyesight, and saw a figure in the distance heading towards the Forbidden Forest.

"Hermione, it's Shaw!"

Hermione turned her head in the direction Harry pointed, but because she read too many books, she still couldn't see clearly.

But she was also sure that the person was Shaw. In the hearts of loyal little fans, they may not know their own measurements, but they will definitely know their idols.

And in the whole Hogwarts, the only one who walks so elegantly can be their idol.

Harry said nothing, pulled Hermione up and ran towards the Forbidden Forest.

Hermione said hesitantly.

"Harry, young wizards are not allowed to go there. It's very dangerous. I heard there are man-eating monsters."

"Isn't Shaw there? Maybe he needs our help? Yes, he does!"

Harry's words, from unconfidence to affirmation, silenced Hermione, but she didn't try to break free of Harry's hand.

Hermione, who is usually strict with herself, has a very low bottom line when it comes to Shaw.

The two ran all the way to the edge of the Forbidden Forest, only to see Shaw's fleeting figure.

Harry didn't hesitate at all, and directly pulled Hermione into the grove.

"Harry, the Forbidden Forest is very dangerous, and it's easy to get lost. Forget it."

Although Hermione is very courageous, she still has to be much more cautious.

Harry's curiosity and recklessness burst out. He just wants to know why Shaw went to the Forbidden Forest alone.

Hermione had no choice but to take out her wand, and her eyes couldn't help but explore and be alert around, hoping to catch up with Shaw as soon as possible.

When we first entered the Forbidden Forest, we didn't feel anything. The sun was shining through the treetops, and the light in the forest was good.

But as the two of us went deeper, the trees became thicker and denser. Vines were everywhere.

The huge treetops separated the Forbidden Forest into a claustrophobic and gloomy independent space.

Everywhere there were black and green tree roots that had turned out of the ground, tangled and dense, giving people a sense of mystery and horror.

Even in the daytime, it was still dark and silent here.

Hermione hugged Harry's arms nervously, her voice trembling slightly.

"Ha, Harry, how about we go back?"

Harry swallowed his saliva involuntarily and nodded unwillingly.

But when they turned back and walked for a while, they found that they were lost.

The two of them wandered around in the Forbidden Forest like headless flies. When they passed by a big tree, they found a dead bird or animal on the ground.

Hermione's title of Miss Know-It-All wasn't for nothing. She recognized it immediately.

"This is the shrew. I've seen its illustration in Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them. The shrew's cry can make people lose their minds."

"Who killed it? It doesn't look injured, but it looks a little shriveled."

Harry's doubts were naturally not answered. Hermione suddenly made a silent gesture at his lips.

Harry immediately shut up. The two listened carefully for a while and found that there was a sound of fighting coming from the left front.

"It might be Shaw!"

The two were overjoyed and immediately ran over there.

When they came to the vicinity of the fight, they saw a dazzling green light flashing in the woods.

Harry was very sensitive to the green light, and his eyes suddenly became a little blurry. Hermione didn't notice anything strange about Harry.

She seemed to have thought of something, and quickly pulled Harry, who was a little confused, to squat behind a tree and whispered.

"Harry, we may have encountered a dark wizard. Be careful. I heard that a very evil spell is green."

Hermione has not yet come into contact with the three unforgivable curses. In peacetime, this kind ofSpells are not something that ordinary wizards can touch.

Hermione only analyzed it based on the "billions of" miscellaneous books she had read.

Harry gradually came back to his senses. Just now, he seemed to hear a woman begging for mercy in his ear, very miserable and helpless.

"Oh, oh, is that so?"

Hermione saw that Harry was not in a good state, and reached out to touch his forehead.

"Harry, are you okay?"

Harry shook his head to indicate that it was okay.

"It's okay, let's go over quietly and take a look."

Harry really wanted to know why the green light made him hallucinate.

Hermione was a little curious, because the Forbidden Forest belonged to Hogwarts.

The dark wizards dared not come casually, so they had to find out what was going on. If Shaw was fighting with the bad guys, she had to help.

The two hit it off and moved to the battle site with their hands and feet, but found that many large spider corpses appeared nearby.

The small ones were at least the size of a human head, and the big ones were as big as tires.

These spiders look hideous, with densely packed creepy eyes and a pair of sharp claws covered with thorns.

Harry and Hermione's scalps tingled when they saw this, and they really didn't dare to move forward.

The sound of fighting more than ten meters away gradually stopped. Harry and Hermione, who were squatting behind a tree, leaned out to see.

They didn't see the person directly because the other party was squatting behind a spider corpse the size of a carriage.

"Harry, you have good eyesight, did you see who it was? Was it Shaw?"

"No, wait, did you hear any sound? Crackling."

Harry's face suddenly turned pale when he said this, and he and Hermione, who was also terrified, slowly turned their heads and saw eight bright red bloodthirsty eyes staring at them.

Now don't talk about bullshit courage, the two of them were so scared that they hugged each other, trembling and couldn't even make a sound.

Staring at them was a carriage-sized eight-eyed giant spider. This giant spider did not attack with its claws, but sprayed a large ball of spider silk to cover Harry and Hermione's head and face.

After quickly wrapping the two of them into a ball, the giant spider pulled the silk cocoon and ran away.

It was obvious that it did not want to be discovered by the spider hunters in the distance.

When Harry and Hermione reacted from the shock, their heads were hit several times by the stones on the ground.

They also began to scream heartbreakingly.

"Ah, ah!"

"Help! Help!"

It is unknown how much regret the two of them have now, but how desperate they are can be heard from their shrill screams.

They did not think that this big spider was inviting them home for tea.

Just before the two of them were about to be knocked unconscious while being dragged along the ground, a dazzling green light flashed through the gap in the woods and shot directly at the eight-eyed giant spider.

"Avada Kedavra!"