Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Draco was so discouraged that his hands were bruised.

He had mustered up the courage to tell Shaw loudly that not all the Malfoys were cowards.

But now seeing Theodore's perfect performance, and being awarded the 9 of Spades, and stabbing him again, Draco felt so funny.

Shaw looked at the choked Draco, patted his shoulder with his hand, and smiled gently.

"Look up, you are a proud Malfoy. It doesn't matter whether the Malfoys have firm people or not. You have your role."

"By the way, go find Alice later, don't let me down."

Shaw added, turned around and walked towards the castle leisurely.

Draco fell into deep thought for the third time, once at the beginning of the school year, twice today!

Hermione still didn't want to give up. She chased Shaw, who was slowly going away, with the dazed Harry, and asked loudly.

"Why choose violence! Why can't we talk about reason!"

Shaw's ears moved and he stopped.

It was hard to describe in his heart. This was what he had thought about before entering the magic world, but later it was proved that "conquering people with virtue" was the right thing to do.

He turned around and slowly explained to Hermione and Harry who had caught up with him.

"I am actually a very reasonable person, but reason is only useful when everyone abides by reason."

"However, when facing unreasonable people, such as those pedantic and ignorant pure bloods, such as the centaurs who just refused to communicate."

"At this time, I can only be more arrogant and unreasonable than them, so that I can make a difference and realize my ambitions, so I chose violence, Hermione, reality is not an ivory tower, you are too naive."

Shaw has been a "life mentor" enough, and it is the last time to explain his behavior to Hermione and others.

After Shaw said this, he strode away without looking back.

Along the way, he also thought about his recent actions in his heart.

Voldemort's violent means of conquering the magic world are not useless. He absorbed some of them and combined them with Grindelwald's bewitching means.

With absolute strength, he would be perfect.

Draco had thought clearly at this time, knowing that Shaw had not given up on him, and he must have his own advantages!

He quickly rubbed his face, shook his platinum hair, and adjusted his collar, turning into a noble platinum boy again.

He raised his head and looked at Harry and Hermione, thinking of Shaw's words that these two people were not qualified to be followers, with a little disdain in his eyes.

But he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, maybe they would not be the same path in the future,

Draco didn't say much, and followed Shaw with an elegant pace.

Harry and Hermione were silent and stopped for a long time.

The three views of the two people today were almost shattered, and their minds were too confused.

It was not until Wood came to find Harry to go to Quidditch training that they left separately.

But no one could tell how their psychology changed.

Time flies, and one month has passed (ahem, if I don't speed up, the first grade will be enough for the author to write one million words.)

In the House of All Requests, in a special room requested by Shaw.

The layout here is a bit like the five-pointed star array. The whole hall is black and purple, and the atmosphere is solemn and dignified, yet gorgeous and noble.

In the upper corner of the east is a high platform, on which stands a majestic throne made of black gold.

In the other four directions, there are 13 luxurious gold-inlaid chairs, and different patterns are carved on the backs of the chairs, which are four different colors of playing card sequence patterns.

In the center of each direction, there are three chairs that are obviously larger and more gorgeous, which are the exclusive seats for the three dukes, marquises, and earls in this color.

At this moment, the 12 chairs are almost empty.

Only Alice, dressed in a gorgeous black robe, sits on the throne of the Earl of Spade.

On her left hand, Draco and Theodore sit.

On the purple-black throne on the high platform, of course, was Shaw. He was not wearing luxurious clothes, but in the eyes of Alice and the other two, Shaw's temperament was like a god overlooking the world from the clouds.

The seats here were all made by Alice and Old Fry in the past month. It was a big expense and a lot of thought.

Although the pentagram contains some myths and legends, Shaw only took one of the meanings.

The five corners represent the five elements, the upper corner is thunder (originally spirit), the upper right is water, the lower right is fire, the upper left is wind, and the lower left is earth.

Shaw is thunder, and the four colleges of snake, lion, eagle and badger represent the elements of water, fire, wind and earth,

which just represents that he can rule the four colleges of Hogwarts.

Shaw sat calmly, looking at the empty field, and said to the three serious-looking subordinates with a warm smile.

"This is our first throne meeting. Although there are not many people and it is quite quiet, everyone should have confidence in me and yourselves. I believe that we will only grow stronger."

When Alice and the other two heard this, they could not help butHis back straightened even more.

Shaw looked up at the sky, as if he could see through nothingness, and said slowly.

"The magic world has become corrupt, and the Muggle world is changing with each passing day. I have a bad feeling."

"In the past month, you have basically mastered the first-level brain block technique. Although you can listen to some of my secret plans, your current tasks are only two points, study hard and look for talents."

The three of them knew what Shaw meant, and they were still too weak after all.

Even though the three of them have been practicing several high-end spells every day for a month, getting up earlier than chickens and sleeping later than dogs.

But Alice, who is in the fifth grade, is at best at the level of an ordinary Auror.

Shaw did not mean to blame them. Now is the stage of building high walls and storing up food.

"Okay, don't think too much. A meeting should be held in the manner of a meeting. You should each report the situation."

Alice stood up first and walked to a blue-purple thunderbird-shaped reporting desk in the center.

She put one hand on her chest and looked up to report to Shaw.

"I have investigated the elite students of the four colleges. The other three colleges are okay, but the quality of Hufflepuff students is hard to describe. However, there is still a super elite seedling that can be developed. I will try to contact..."

"As for the actions of the Pure Blood Society outside, my grandfather wrote to me that due to the chief's big move in the school, there are some secrets inside the Pure Blood Society that he can no longer find out. Let Theodore explain this to you."

Shor nodded.

Alice stepped back, and Theodore walked lightly but not slowly to the podium.

"Chief, I have been pretending to be reconciled with old Nott recently, and he said that I was deliberately lurking around you, so I got some good intelligence."

"There are now 8 pure-bloods targeting the chief. After being blocked by the principal, these people have no practical way except to let their children make trouble for you and let their children transfer to other schools next semester."

"Chief, in fact, those pure-bloods are strong on the outside but weak on the inside, and their main energy is not to deal with us. Profit-making and power have made them unable to spare too much attention, so you don't have to worry."

"As for those troublemakers in the college, I have dealt with them severely several times, and some have secretly turned against us..."

After Theodore went down, Draco thought of the things he had to report and request, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He stood up and went to the reporting office.

Seeing that Draco was sweating, Shaw gave him an encouraging look.

Shaw actually didn't care much about these things. He had more direct methods. Now this was nothing more than training his men.

Draco put his hand on his chest and spoke slowly.

"Chief, do you... about Harry?"

Shor did not expect that what Draco reported was not about something that would make him socialize widely, but about Harry and Hermione.