Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Shaw saw Hermione holding a book in silence, and she didn't dare to look up and look at him.

Thinking of his previous "eagerness for success" and "indifference", his attitude was not as bad as before, and he said in a gentle voice.

"Do you have any questions for me again?"

Hermione hesitated for a while before saying.

"Shor, I, I came here to apologize to you."

Shor touched his chin and felt something interesting.

"Oh, you didn't offend me, what are you apologizing for?"

Hermione raised her head suddenly, she looked haggard, and looked at Shaw with bloodshot eyes.

"I didn't know how to be kind, and I misunderstood your original intention."

Looking at Hermione with heavy eye bags, Shaw didn't feel pity, but he began to reflect on his way of handling things, but he still asked the other party's intentions first.

"Oh? Do you mean you can understand my violence?"

Hermione nodded and shook her head.

"I understand. I've read a lot of magic history and law, and they are all oozing with blood. Your ideal is great, and it requires absolute force and a cold heart, but I still can't accept it completely."

Short was a little confused about what Hermione was saying.

In the original book, did Hermione really like Ron and marry him? Shaw was skeptical.

Muggle little witches are miserable in the magic world. After graduation, they can't find a good job, so they can only find a good family to marry. Even if they marry some pure bloods, they are all servile after entering the house.

Hermione's choice is actually quite wise. Ron is a pure blood. Although he is down and out, his status is definitely impressive.

In addition, he is not shrewd and easy to control, and the Weasley family does not discriminate against Muggles.

Hermione has experienced seven years of hardship and is no longer a naive person. She wants to realize her ideals, and borrowing Ron's family power is a good choice.

Of course, this is just Shaw's personal opinion.

He felt that Hermione might have evolved ahead of time, and it seemed that she didn't need to wrong herself.

"So?"

Hermione took a deep breath and said with a firm expression.

"The wizarding society today may be unfair, outdated, and discrimination is everywhere, but even if you have a great reason, it is for the good of Muggles and Muggle wizards like me, but it is not an excuse for you to be a tyrant."

"But I will also firmly support you, even if I am torn to pieces, but! I will also be your bottom line of kindness!"

Shor was stunned and saw a point of third-level faith value in the system, contributed by: Hermione Granger (fanatic).

He couldn't help but take a good look at Hermione, the little witch, a very contradictory existence, and human nature is indeed complicated.

Hermione saw that Shaw was just looking at her with a scrutinizing gaze, but didn't say anything. She was a little flustered and very hesitant.

The great courage that had just been mustered gradually collapsed, and tears slowly appeared in the corners of her eyes.

"You, you don't accept my following and loyalty? I will really be obedient."

Shor's expression became softer and softer, and he reached out to rub Hermione's fluffy little head.

"You should take care of your hair and appearance. My followers are all elegant."

Hermione's eyes were instantly filled with ecstasy, and she jumped and jumped on the spot.

"You accept me, you accept me."

Shor chuckled. Now he also figured it out. A camp cannot be full of cold-blooded butchers. It should have its bottom line.

Just like a court, there are treacherous people, butchers, and naturally there should be benevolent people.

The way of balance is like this.

After using his wand to "clean up" Hermione, Shaw took out a 10 of clubs and handed it to Hermione.

"Don't jump, this is for you, it will be yours in the future, I hope you don't disappoint me."

Hermione's book fell to the ground with a thud, and she quickly reached out to take the exquisite and gorgeous playing cards, which represented trust.

Then she remembered something and knelt on one knee, imitating the way Theodore had accepted the poker.

"I, Hermione Granger, am very honored to be your follower. I am willing to follow your footsteps and create a beautiful world with my own hands."

Shor smiled, very pleased with Hermione's change of attitude.

"Get up, go back and have a good rest, go to Alice tomorrow, she will tell you something."

Hermione stood up and asked.

"I, I want to participate in the duel later."

Shor walked away, leaving only one sentence.

"This is an order!"

Hermione was stunned, pursed her lips and had to go back to the lounge.

Next to the Quidditch field, a simple duel arena was newly built, and there were not even seats around.

But at this moment, it was unusually lively here. Gryffindor and Slytherin had been crazy for a month, waiting for today to show who was the winner!

Some people really wore their shorts and smelly socks for a month, and they could stand up when they took them off, and the sour smell went straight to the sky.

Just to make the opponent wash it,Under infinite biochemical attacks.

The little lions and snakes stood in a clear line, and of course there were also people who came to watch the fun.

Professor McGonagall also watched quietly in a corner.

The little snakes were led by Alice and Montague. Draco and Theodore didn't have much prestige yet, and they were just mixed in with the snakes.

The little lions were led by Percy and Angelina, the discipline committee member. Angelina was a sporty girl with wheat-colored skin. Her high ponytail made her look very energetic.

On the Slytherin side.

"Hey, I will definitely defeat those stupid lions today. My disarming spell has reached the threshold of level 4."

"That's amazing. I'm barely at level 3. I don't know when I can inspire a brilliant disarming spell like the chief. That's really cool."

"I don't know how to distinguish the levels of other spells. The chief should also popularize them."

"Shut up, the chief is so busy."

The little lions on this side.

"Hey, it doesn't say that you can't use dung eggs in a duel, right? I've prepared two anyway."

"I advise you to forget it. I don't want to go to the wall lamp to save you in the middle of the night."

The two men suddenly heard a girl coughing in their ears, and they quickly shut up and stood at attention to act like a knight.

Kenneth, who was the most restless before, found the twins.

"Have you discussed with those venomous snakes? I won't allow any mistakes in the plan later."

George and Fred still had crooked mouths and slanted eyes. In theory, they would recover quickly after using magic treatment.

But the two thought that this was very individual and could soften the dean's heart, so they kept it.

George with crooked mouth: "Don't worry, as long as our Transfiguration doesn't go wrong."

Fred with slanted eyes: "Hey, what's there to worry about? We are challenging openly. If something goes wrong, we will be beaten at most. As long as we succeed once, we can destroy the prestige of the big devil."

In the corner, Harry silently wiped the holly wand and looked coldly at the students who were eager to try.

That's right, he is one of the three representatives of the first grade. The other two are Seamus, the explosive little prince, and Parvati, a beautiful little girl of Indian descent.

Harry suddenly found someone staring at him. He looked up at the Serpentine Court formation and saw Draco waving and greeting him.

A smile appeared on Harry's cold face. Only when people are in trouble can they know who is good to them.

To be honest, it is difficult to find true friends in the Lion Court unless you have the same taste, because the little lions are "good" to everyone.

Serpentine Court seems to be utilitarian, but it is the easiest place to find friends, the kind that can block knives.

Harry mouthed to Draco: Friend, don't show mercy later.

When the stipulated time was about to expire, everyone saw Shaw walking leisurely from the castle.