The Magic Throne at Hogwarts

Chapter 44 Maggot's Annoyance

Alice was startled, and soon understood what Xiao Er meant, and said after considering it.

"That Percy is really good. Although he is old-fashioned, he is also rigorous in his work. Among the girls, there is a girl named Angelina who is capable in her work. There are also some good ones, such as the fifth grade..."

"Our own college, since the chief gave Monta a chance today, it means that you are still very optimistic about him. I will continue to observe his attitude and tendencies...these mixed races are good candidates for investigation."

Xiao Er didn't express any opinions, just quietly listening to Alice's analysis.

"As for the other two colleges, I still need to observe. Chief, I'm done talking, please give me instructions."

Xiao Er slightly nodded and praised without hesitation.

"You are very careful, I am very relieved, but you can lower your goals, don't just focus on the senior grades, after all, our goals are more ambitious, and we need talents who will go forward and succeed."

"Yes, Chief."

The time soon came to 8 o'clock, and Xiao Er saw that the rows of lion cubs had already walked away with some demeanor. Although it was awkward, he could make do with it.

So he stood up and announced.

"Okay, today's evening self-study is over, I hope everyone will continue to work hard and disband."

"yeah!"

"Ah, freed!"

In an instant, everyone cheered.

The little lions were released like prisoners who had been confined at home for several years, dancing and running around in the lounge.

Many people excitedly began to take off their clothes and throw them into the sky, and some even hugged the people around them like a boo.

Cough cough, regardless of gender.

The twins were also released from the water dungeon at this moment, George cocked his mouth, and Fred squinted.

The two hugged and rolled on the ground, whispering in their mouths.

Crooked mouth George: "It's scary, it's scary, but it's also exciting."

Squint-eyed Fred: "What do you think we would do if we put this shock effect in a big dung egg?"

Xiao Er looked at this sentient being with great interest.

Sudden.

A spark exploded in the sky.

"Oh!"

"Quiet!"

Immediately afterwards, a loud roar sounded, instantly quieting the lounge.

This time it was not Shaw who made the noise.

Instead, Mag with a serious and rigid face slowly walked in from the entrance of the lounge.

All the lion cubs looked at their headmaster stupidly.

Mag came to the front of the chaotic crowd, glanced at the few people who were hanging on the wall lamp and closed their eyes and pretended to be dead, and the twins who had just been released from the water prison hugged each other and giggled.

"I have been observing in secret. I am both gratified and worried. I am gratified for your progress in manners, but I am also worried that Xiao Er's methods are too cruel."

McGonagall said, somewhat resentful.

"However, just after disbanding, you have revealed your true colors! Could it be that lions are really not worthy of elegance?"

All the lion cubs lowered their heads, not daring to face the dean's disappointed eyes.

Mag was in full swing, pacing back and forth in front of the crowd like an angry lioness.

"I know what you're thinking. After all, I'm also a Gryffindor. Do you still want to be violent and uncooperative, and want to write a letter home to sue?"

McGonagall glanced around at the guilty cubs, speaking like Snape for the first time.

"Don't dream, I will personally write a letter to inform your parents, I think they are also willing to see your progress, and, from today onwards, as the vice-principal, I will grant Shaw the right to be the vice-principal of Gryffindor, Fully monitor your progress!"

All the little lions' complexions changed drastically, their hearts were ashamed, like snow in July, and their bodies and minds were cold.

Some even fell to their knees in despair and shouted: "No, no, no"!

The twins lying on the ground looked at each other, tears streaming down their faces.

Squint-eyed Fred: "I'm so annoyed, will I suddenly become a crying fool?"

Crooked mouth George: "Be patient, I'm already thinking of a way, we bear the humiliation."

Squint-eyed Fred: "Yes, yes, before a person is destroyed, let him inflate first!"

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Shaw ignored the very troubled Professor McGonagall and came out of Gryffindor with a puzzled face. The other ten little snakes also looked at their chief in amazement.

Sighing secretly that the chief is the chief, there are always surprises, and Professor McGonagall can support him unconditionally.

When everyone passed by the fourth floor, they also met Qi Luo.

The other party stuffed Xiao Er with a notebook, and hurried away without saying anything.

To show his loyalty, Victor opened his mind and said, "Alice, you said that since the chief can be the deputy head of Gryffindor, is it possible for him to be the professor of black arts?"

Alice also shook her head after thinking seriously.

"It's true that Quirrell's Defense Against the Dark Arts class can't learn anything, but this class is cursed, so let's forget it."

Victor: "The chief is so powerful, still afraid of curses?"

Xiao Er turned his head and glanced at Victor, this guy wants to harm himself?

It's a pity that no evidence can be found, after all, what the other party said is too sincere.

He had no choice but to change the topic, as if pointing out something.

"Don't underestimate Quirrell, people should not be judged by their appearance, surprises are always hidden around you."

The little snakes are thoughtful, the chief must have a lot of meaning when he says this.

Everyone went back to the Slytherin lounge and dispersed.

As soon as Shaw entered the door, he saw Draco sitting on the bed with a tangled expression, and Goyle and Crabbe didn't know where to go.

He stepped forward and patted Draco on the shoulder.

"Draco, what's wrong?"

Draco was startled, seeing that it was Shaw, his eyes dodged.

"No, nothing."

As expected, the child couldn't hide his expression, and Xiao Er stared at Draco with burning eyes.

Draco looked uncomfortable, and finally gritted his teeth.

"Just now, Theodore asked me to teach him the spell, but I, I refused."

Xiao Er suddenly realized that Theodore is his fanatic.

"Why not, you're willing to teach even Goyle and Crabbe."

Draco clenched his fists.

"I have known him since I was a child, and I know that his thinking is very dangerous, and, and..."

Draco and for a long time, can't tell why.

Xiao Er didn't have the patience to fight dumb fans with children, and Theodore was already a fan of his own, so he had to be treated preferentially, so he waved his hand.

"Go and call Theodore, and I'll ask myself."

Draco's face paled instantly, he opened his mouth, and couldn't speak for a while, and finally he had no choice but to stand up, and staggered to call for someone.

Shaw shook his head as he watched, not bothering to guess what the little brat was thinking, so he took out the notebook that Quirrell gave him just now and read it.

To see what other plans this product has.

But within a few minutes, he frowned and couldn't help but gasped.

"Hiss, Lao Fu is really willing to spend money."

It's not that the Black family doesn't have books on Fiendfyer, but the threshold for this black magic is relatively high, and they have to learn the same high threshold of Curses, which has the same high threshold.

Otherwise, random learning of the Fierce Fire Curse will only lead to self-destruction.

Like some idiot who burned down the House of Requirement.

Well, with my own white magic talent, Ten Thousand Curses is finally too advanced.

However, the contents of Voldemort's notebook directly surpassed the limit of the end of all curses, and there is a way to fundamentally control Fiendfire.

Before Shaw could continue reading, Draco brought Theodore Nott with a constipated face.

Chapter 45

On the way back from Gryffindor, Shaw asked Alice about Theodore's general situation.

How should I put it, he was quite sympathetic to this fanatic.

This is a tragic existence similar to Sirius, with a very bad native family, so it is very rebellious.

His older sister, Gloria, is very similar to Regulus.

The heirs of the same generation are not up to date, so they have no choice but to bear the expectations of their crazy elders.

Sirius chose to betray the family desperately, while Theodore chose to lock himself in his own world.

Xiao Er looked up at the pale and thin Theodore, who was a little sick, with a very lonely demeanor, and there was a hint of hidden madness between his eyebrows and eyes.

Facing Shaw's gaze, Theodore straightened his back as much as possible, took out his wand and pointed at the sky and shouted.

"Hello chief, your most loyal believer, Theodore pays tribute to you."

Sure enough, the more withdrawn the person, the more serious the second disease in his heart.

Draco's eyes widened, and he warned the other party not to talk nonsense before coming.