Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

After Shaw came out from Snape, he did not return to the dormitory, but came to the Request-Granting Room.

After entering the room where he usually practiced spells, he took out his wand and prepared to practice spells.

And "National Collapse" seemed very excited, and the wand was trembling slightly, as if urging Shaw to use it quickly.

Shaw chuckled, holding the purple-red wand with two fingers like holding a sword. As the magic power surged, a layer of purple light began to wrap the wand, and it quickly turned into a lightning sword.

The lightning sword was three feet and two inches long, engraved with mysterious runes, and the sword body was filled with purple lightning, and flashing arcs, which was very domineering.

Shaw's whole body was dazzling with the light of lightning, and he waved it melodiously at a thick stone wall in the corner.

Dozens of criss-crossing one-meter lightning blades appeared out of thin air, interweaving into a large purple net, and quickly crashed into the stone wall.

The lightning blade net covered one side of the stone wall, and then easily cut into the stone surface. A second later, the net came out from the other side and slowly dissipated.

On the stone wall, the center was still flashing with bright purple light, crackling, rustling stone powder, and small stones cut out fell down one by one.

An irregular hole with an unusually smooth cut soon appeared in the center of the stone wall.

That's right, Shaw now has an authentic lightning spell.

And the source is naturally the "super easy to talk to" Grindelwald.

This month, the two of them corresponded twice.

Shaw thought of Grindelwald's reply last time, and almost couldn't help laughing out loud again.

This kind of thing that Shaw scolded himself was the first time Shaw had seen it.

As for the culprit?

Shaw said that he was still a child, what bad intentions could he have.

That is, the last time, an old fan mailed him a few books of thunder spells from the East.

There are not many thunder spells in the West, but the old fan has many connections, and it is not easy to get two good thunder spells.

One is: Thunder Blade, and the other is: Thunder Lightning Ring.

Xiao Er learned Thunder Blade very easily. The power effect is to transform into a thunder sword, which is shot outward. The effect is just average, not as good as God's Shadowless Secret.

But Xiao Er's thunder element talent is MAX. Now that he has a sample spell, he can improve it.

So after a month of research, he got a new thunder spell. I haven't thought of a high-sounding name yet. Let's call it God-killing Thunder Lightning Sword for now? Right? Right?

This spell can not only be used in close combat, but also can send out a thunder blade net with a blocking effect, which has very strong penetration.

If the opponent's defense is strong enough, there will be continuous damage after being attached by the thunder blade net.

As for the other spell: Lightning Ring, Shaw didn't have the energy to learn it yet, and drinking energy potions wasn't enough, as he was indeed busy this month.

However, the effect of this spell was quite practical.

It could condense a lightning ring behind him, which could be used to fly with someone, and the lightning ring could also fly out to act as an attack.

Don't worry, take your time, he's still young.

Shaw looked at the lightning sword wrapped around the wand in his hand, and then looked at the effect of the previous attack, and was quite satisfied.

With a shake of his right hand, the lightning sword disappeared, and with another shake, the lightning sword was condensed again, and he repeated this process to experience the details and principles of the spell.

He felt that as long as someone could introduce him to the lightning spell, he could develop well.

Just as Shaw was immersed in research, Draco ran over with a strange look on his face.

In this room, everyone who owned the throne knew and could use it.

Draco looked at the illusory lightning blade in Shaw's hand, and when he got closer, his face was slightly numb from the sting, and his platinum hair began to flutter.

In his heart, he complained that Shaw was getting stronger and stronger. Such a genius, and still working so hard, tut tut.

"Shor, something happened in Ravenclaw, Hermione came to you for help, uh, I know you don't like her, so I've gone back."

Shor paused, swung the Thunder Sword in his hand, and the entire Thunder Sword flew out of the staff and shot directly at the already broken stone wall.

"Boom!"

After a violent explosion, the stone wall was blown into ashes.

Shor put away the "National Collapse" that seemed to be unsatisfied, and said to Draco who was swallowing his saliva.

"Let's go."

"Oh, oh, okay."

Draco looked back at the smoke and dust that had not yet fallen, and sighed in his heart whether those unstable guys had a bag in their brains.

With Shaw's progress, he will be able to become a great man in less than two years.

Their parents are also sick, and they are Slytherins, and they don't have any sense at all.

Well, except for mom and dad, the two of them were just blinded for a while.

Shaw and Draco came all the way to the Ravenclaw Tower.

They saw the little eagles sitting on the ground in groups of three or five, looking listless, and some of them were even dozing off on their companions, looking a little miserable.

For Shaw's arrival, XiaoThe eagles were still very welcoming. After all, he was really capable. They immediately made way for Shaw to go to the door knocker.

Although Shaw's image in these people's mouths was unbearable to look at behind the scenes, like a devil.

But what bad thoughts could a child have?

Shaw walked to the door knocker, and Professor Flitwick said warmly.

"Well, well, Shaw is finally here."

"Hello, professor."

Shaw bowed politely, not looking down on the short Professor Flitwick at all.

"Don't be polite, let's try to answer the questions first. The children have been outside for a while. Fortunately, it's not winter."

Flitwick's reputation for loving students is not exaggerated. Shaw naturally saw that he was really anxious, and he didn't waste any words. He stepped forward and played a double act with the door knocker.

"I want to go in."

Door knocker: Muggle trains have no magic, why do they run?

The other eagles were all dumbfounded when they heard this question.

Isn't it a math problem? Why did it change again?

Everyone has ridden the Hogwarts Express, but no one has really explored how it works, but they all know that it is powered by magic.

But what about the trains in the Muggle world?

Shaw smiled knowingly and pretended to be in deep thought. The little eagles also scratched their heads and tried to think of the answer, but they still couldn't find the answer. They looked at Shaw, the powerful foreign aid, expectantly.

Behind the crowd, Hermione's expectant eyes gradually became anxious. The idol should know how to do it, definitely.

Shaw saw that the fire was about right, so he spoke loudly to the door knocker.

"It is powered by steam. To explain the principle simply, put the iron stove and the kettle together on the wheel, and use the piston to pump... So, the train can run without magic."

The little eagles seemed to understand, but they also felt that Muggles were not useless and could be so smart without magic.

"Correct answer."

The door knocker opened the door.

Professor Flitwick, who was also fascinated by the speech, was immediately delighted and called the excited students to hurry in.

After the little wizards entered the door, Flitwick called Shaw.

"Come on, go to my office. I have the best pudding in England. By the way, tell me about Muggle mathematics. There is also something similar to the train just now. We must solve this problem quickly, otherwise the door knocker here can't be guarded 24 hours a day." Shaw smiled. Professor Flitwick was so considerate that he saved himself from taking the initiative to speak.

The Eagle Trapped in the Sky officially began.