Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

At the window of the principal's office, Dumbledore's eyes flickered with thought under his half-moon glasses.

"Raising Wang?"

Dumbledore muttered to himself, and stretched out his hand to call Fawkes to call the little guy over.

An old friend happened to bring him some oriental red robes today, but he just didn't know how to soak them.

Well, some things must be distinguished after all. The sweet party and the bitter party, one must die?

Dumbledore is good at persuading, so...

Fawkes flew to his shoulder, and Dumbledore was about to speak, but a silver button in his arms began to heat up.

Dumbledore's old face darkened.

"Gellert!"

Yes, the "old, weak, sick and disabled" Grindelwald was calling him again.

He had just finished dealing with the old guy and appeased a dozen Ministry of Magic.

He had just returned to Hogwarts and was preparing to sort out school affairs.

Did Grindelwald use some kind of magic to monitor him and know that he was idle?

Dumbledore sighed, rubbed his eyebrows, turned around and came to the full-length mirror, changed into a gorgeous moon-white robe, and trimmed his thick white beard.

After becoming a spirited old man, he came to a cabinet with satisfaction, opened it and took out some "health products" that were also brought by old friends.

I heard that these health products can supplement calcium and strengthen the body, although I don't know what calcium is. .

Sometimes it's like this, only when there is a need will it be taken seriously.

Those old friends were worried that he was too old to control Grindelwald and protect the magic world, so they sent him all kinds of tonics.

Now it's a bargain for Gellert.

Carrying the gift box, Dumbledore disappeared in a burst of fire.

Ten minutes ago, on the ring outside the castle.

Shaw's scalp suddenly tightened, and he turned back to look at Hogwarts. Although he didn't see who it was, he knew in his heart who the divine inquiring eyes just now belonged to.

After thinking about it in his heart, it seems that he can't let old Dumbledore be too idle, and he has to reveal more "information" to his pen pals.

Unintentionally, Shaw, Grindelwald, and Dumbledore formed a restrained triangle closed loop. . .

After Shaw waved his hand to easily quiet everyone down, he shook his head at the twelve students who fell to the ground and pretended to be dead.

He controlled the electric shock effect very well, so these people probably didn't dare to get up at this moment because of shame.

"Okay, you can lie down if you like, and remember to collect everyone's stinky socks and pants consciously. Don't use magic to wash them. Someone will supervise you."

Shaw teased, making everyone in the audience laugh.

But some people couldn't laugh. Cedric was a little unhappy now. Should he organize the badger to practice?

After thinking about it, forget it. Don't live so hard. Isn't it good to eat and drink well?

Shaw walked down the stage and went directly to the castle. Alice, who was in high spirits, followed the little snakes.

Coincidentally, Shaw and Mag, who had come out of the corner and was indignant, had a head-on fight.

The two nodded to each other and quickly reached a tacit understanding.

Mag then went to find trouble with the little lions angrily. Shaw could still hear Mag's angry scolding faintly in his ears.

"You, you, you, and you, you are so audacious. You have completely disgraced Gryffindor. Where is your courage? When did you become a conspirator!"

"Hmph, you still have the energy to think about it? You, yes, you, still have the nerve to laugh at me. Everyone, do more practice! More questions! I will watch you finish even if I don't sleep!"

"......"

Shor mourned for the little lion for three seconds, and then he had no chance.

Because a big bat floated out from the bushes at the corner, Snape first stared at Shaw fiercely.

Then he glanced at all the little snakes with a cold eye and said sarcastically.

"You have really brought shame to Slytherin. We have to rely on one or two people to turn the tide. Ha, arrogant people may be proud?"

"Proud? How can pride make a first-year student so arrogant? Draco! You really bring shame to the Malfoy family. Come back to my office with me later."

Draco's hair was all blown up. He turned his head with a look of despair and looked at the omnipotent Shaw for help.

Shaw seemed to have a telepathic connection with him and also turned his head to look at him, very synchronously.

After Snape spit out a lot of venom again, he pinched Draco's neck like a chicken and went to school.

The little snakes were trembling with fear.

Shaw laughed. Draco was unlucky and asked for it.

When arranging the schedule before the game, Shaw was ready to let Theodore do Harry in order to fulfill his promise with Snape 100%.

But Draco, who had tasted the sweetness, had toFighting Harry once, well, it was always hard for Shaw to refuse his little cousin's request.

Now he really deserved it.

Thinking of Theodore, Shaw thought of something else and turned back to ask Alice.

"Where does Theodore usually practice spells?"

Alice knew this and pointed in a direction.

"On the east side of the Black Lake, on a pile of rocks. Theodore is indeed diligent and worthy of the trust given by the chief."

"Well, everything is good, and you are not bad either."

Shaw nodded and let Alice, who was full of smiles, take the little snakes back to school first.

He came to the east side of the Black Lake by himself, and heard the sound of spells blasting from a pile of rocks.

He walked over to take a closer look. Theodore's forehead was sweating and a little embarrassed, but his expression was very determined.

This guy was running and jumping around a rock on the rugged rocky beach. He didn't care if his hand was bruised, and he kept casting spells on the stone in the middle with the wand in his hand.

And Shaw also found some small animals running out of the forbidden forest nearby, such as rabbits and squirrels, which were eating some nuts nearby.

One white rabbit had a bandage on its leg, which was obviously caused by Theodore.

Theodore also found someone approaching, and he didn't care who it was. He turned his back and sent out a disarming spell with a wand.

But when he saw the person clearly, it was a little late.

Fortunately, Shaw reacted quickly, pulled out his wand and flicked it casually, using the "curse counter" technique to pick up the spell.

Then he looked at Theodore with a smile.

Theodore hurried forward and bowed.

"I'm sorry, Chief, I didn't know it was you."

Shaw waved his hand indifferently.

"It's okay, vigilance is very good, it deserves praise."

Except for being a little passionate occasionally, Theodore is actually a person who is not good at speaking, and he couldn't answer for a while.

Shaw looked at the thin, pale boy, and a hint of madness flashed in his cold eyes from time to time.

Recalling the conversation with Flitwick before, he didn't let the second half of his life heal his childhood.

Shaw was not a "leader" who would not listen to advice or tolerate suggestions.

After self-realization, he also felt that he needed to enlighten the people around him.

Although he liked Theodore's ruthless character and way of doing things, he didn't want him to die of madness.

He reached out and patted Theodore's shoulder, speaking earnestly.

"Theodore, who doesn't have a few pasts that need to be swallowed?

Some people cried and admitted, but some people refused to obey.

Look up and there is light, look down and there is shadow, sometimes life is the choice of that moment.

So, I need you to be happier."

Theodore was stunned, and many things that seemed to be unbearable to look back on flashed in his eyes.

His father hated him for insulting and beating him, his father madly abused his beloved pet, and the day after day of being confined in a dark room...

It was not until he saw the Chief's brilliant light that he felt a glimmer of warmth and hope in the overcast sky.

Theodore's face changed, and his pale and abstinent face was a little distorted for a moment, but he could feel the warmth of the palm on his shoulder.

He nodded slowly and showed a bright smile.

Then, he quickly returned to his indifference.

"Chief, I understand."

Shaw nodded with satisfaction.

"Okay, the knot in your heart cannot be untied in a moment, and there are still many days to come. You just need to know that I am behind you!"

Theodore could not help but straighten his back.

"Chief, do you have a task to give me?"

(The elder said that Jun Tong was stuck in writing, and this is July Snow. It's unfair. There are not many daily routines in this book, it's all plot, so no matter where I stop writing, there will be the so-called "stuck in writing", okay, or I can water down the daily routine? Stop writing during the daily routine?)