Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Half a day ago, about three or four hours after Shaw went to Hogwarts.

In the guest room on the second floor of the Black Mansion.

On an exquisite four-poster bed, Theodore was sleeping quietly, his silver hair covering half of the bed.

And there was always a golden and black halo lingering between his eyebrows, the two entangled with each other.

"Squeak!"

The door slowly opened, and Kleche walked in with dinner.

The old elf looked at the Nott kid still sleeping soundly, and muttered two vague words.

He put the dinner on the bedside table, and then banged his head hard.

"Oh, damn Kleche, I failed the master's entrustment and didn't take good care of the Nott kid."

Just as Kleche was immersed in self-punishment, Theodore suddenly opened his eyes, and the halo lingering between his eyebrows also shrank into his body.

His sapphire eyes, now even the whites of his eyes have turned black, like two bottomless black abysses, which seem to breed evil abyss demons.

The next moment, circles of golden ripples spread outward from the center of the pupils, sweeping away the black and revealing the original blue pupils.

The black and gold merged into bronze, a color full of divinity.

After a struggle, Theodore's eyes were fixed into bronze whites and blue pupils.

This special kind of eyes is very similar to some civet cats, which makes the originally cold and abstinent young man's temperament more strange and mysterious.

And Theodore also sat up suddenly, his momentum suddenly burst out, and his long silver hair slowly gathered behind his back.

Kleche was interrupted by this movement and punished himself. He turned around and happened to look into Theodore's strange eyes.

Kleche immediately felt his whole body stiff, and all the secrets in his heart were scanned.

Especially the young master of the Nott family, who gave him a sense of oppression that was very similar to the young master who could not restrain his momentum more than a year ago.

Then the old elf screamed "Ah", broke free from the unknown shackles, and teleported away in a flash.

Theodore's expression moved, but he did not stop him, and began to realize the difference in his current state.

After a while, he naturally put away his momentum, slowly got up from the bed, and took his bone jade wand from the bedside table.

He stroked the wand, and then raised it gently.

The silver-green pajamas on his body turned into a silver-green windbreaker.

He walked out of the guest room lightly and walked directly out of the old house. When he passed the first floor, he ignored the warm greetings of Volgab in the portrait.

Theodore left the old house, thought about it in the square, and drew mysterious arcs in the air with the wand in his hand.

Far away in Albania, in a cave near the ruins of the temple, old Nott, who had been lying in a coma, suddenly woke up.

He looked very dazed and stood up stiffly.

If an experienced wizard saw this, he would know that this was because of the Imperius Curse.

In front of Grimmauld Place, Theodore put away his wand, and a trace of indifference flashed in his eyes.

He Apparated away in a flash and then appeared in Hogsmeade again.

Today's Hogsmeade is still a bustling construction site with people coming and going.

Theodore observed quietly in a corner for a while, cast a Disillusionment Charm on himself, and then walked lightly to a certain place.

Alice is in charge of the reconstruction of Hogsmeade, and the witch is naturally stationed here all year round.

Now she is in a large area outside the town near the Forbidden Forest, personally checking the progress of the construction of the new dragon farm.

The dragon farm was built very large, with hundreds of wizards working on it, "moving mountains and filling the sea", digging dragon caves, and building fences.

In the future, this place will not only accommodate some of the fire dragons that have returned from the pure-blood families in the UK, but will also provide fire dragons for the Five Strongest Tournaments.

"Go and ask Robert to cast the weather spell again here. The humidity in this fire dragon's nest is not right.

Who is responsible for the large-scale capture facilities laid out on the periphery? Redo it!

If the fire dragon really flies to Hogwarts and injures the little wizard, does the person in charge want to die to apologize?

And here..."

Alice kept wandering around the construction site, half commanding and half supervising, very capable and neat.

The wizards who heard the order could only nod their heads.

The Ministry of Magic now implements a one-to-one accountability system. Whoever is responsible signs, and whoever is responsible will be found if something goes wrong, and there is no room for wrangling.

So no one dares to slack off.

A servant of the Fly family followed Alice closely, but bowed at this time.

"Miss, the master sent a message saying that lunch is ready."

After hearing this, Alice took out her pocket watch to check the time, turned around and told a construction site manager to announce the start of the meal.

She also followed the Free family servants to Apparate away.

Suddenly, Alice felt a piercingThe powerful eyes looked at her, and her not-so-proficient brain occlusion was working frantically for a moment before it was broken in an instant.

Alice's expression changed drastically, and she immediately drew out her magic wand, and without even looking, she shot a divine blade without shadow in the direction of her gaze.

"Divine blade without shadow!"

And in that direction, a more powerful silent divine blade without shadow spell was also shot.

"Boom!"

The two transparent divine blades without shadow immediately met in the air, distorting the air nearby.

Alice was slightly stunned, and basically all those who knew this black magic were "our own people".

Theodore's figure also appeared on the opposite side, but it also flashed away.

This made Alice even more confused for a moment. Didn't Theodore go abroad? When did he come back?

Not to mention that his strength was even more unfathomable, why did he violently read his mind?

Just as she was hesitating whether to chase him and ask for clarification, a note also floated over from where Theodore disappeared.

Alice carefully used her magic wand to hold the note in front of her, and found that there was no spell or curse on it, so she took the note and opened it.

There was only one sentence on it: Old Furley is not trustworthy, so I don't trust you either, and I will keep an eye on you.

Alice looked very ugly, and her delicate eyebrows were knitted together.

She crushed the note into pieces, and her fingertips were embedded in the skin, and a trace of blood flowed out.

The wizards or servants nearby who reacted immediately chased after them.

Alice took a deep breath and waved her hand to order.

"No need, it's just a friend joking with me."

Others obeyed the order and had no opinions, but the servant said bluntly.

"Miss, who is your friend? He is really strong. I only saw a trace of silver from a distance and then he disappeared."

Alice glanced at the old servant and was very entangled.

During her two months of internship, she had come into contact with a lot of people and things outside.

Slowly, she also realized what positions, interests, and the complexity of human nature are.

Finally, she realized that the relationship between the chief and her grandfather was more complicated than she had imagined.

Grandfather really spared no effort to work for the chief, but his position was very ambiguous.

Some of them only followed orders but not announcements, as if they had other plans, and they had hidden so many thoughts from their granddaughter.

The chief seemed to be pretending to be submissive, using and guarding against each other, seemingly giving herself great power, but away from some "real core".

Now even Theodore was suspicious and wary of her.

Alice felt that she was really embarrassed. Both sides were her closest and most trusted people, but there was no good solution.

She could only numb herself with a lot of heavy work, dreaming of making the Ministry of Magic stronger and stronger through hard work, so strong that it could solve all conflicts.

And today, Theodore's sudden warning broke Alice's naive fantasy.

It seems that the unknown situation in Albania is more complicated than she imagined.

"Miss, we should go home for dinner."

Alice looked at the old servant and suddenly felt a little afraid to go home.

In the distance, Theodore, who had hidden again, looked at Alice and turned to go in another direction.

He just heard from passers-by that someone was slandering the chief in a temporary tavern.

It seemed to be Moody, Sirius and Lupin.

Theodore was going to take a look, depending on the specific situation.

While hurrying, his silver hair was flying, a trace of cruelty flashed in his bronze blue eyes, and a bronze sword-shaped mask appeared in front of his face.

He took out the Ace of Spades and looked at it, with only one thought in his mind.

He will kill the chief who couldn't bear it! He will bear the infamy that the chief couldn't bear!

…….

The scene went back to half a day later.

In front of Hogwarts Castle, Shaw got off the Thestral carriage and watched the other little wizards who got off early blocking the archway.

He thought something had happened, like Peeves was playing a prank again.

As he walked past quickly, the little wizards automatically made way.

When he arrived in front of the closed archway, he found that nothing had happened here.

The little wizards behind him lined up in four rows according to their respective colleges. Even Ron lined up obediently.

Shaw suddenly realized that he was being asked to take the lead.

His current status in the British wizarding world is not just about having the final say outside.

His status in Hogwarts, or more precisely, in the hearts of the students, should be higher than that of the principal.

If Shaw and Dumbledore each issued a school rule at the same time, more than half of the little wizards would listen to Shaw.

Of course, this does not mean that Dumbledore's influence has decreased, but Shaw's recent exposure rate is relatively high.

So why is there a saying of "showing off" to show presence in politics?

The little wizards must have received various "instructions" from their parents.Shaw had long passed the stage of stage fright. He turned around and nodded calmly to the little wizards, waved his hand and pushed the arched door open with magic.

"Squeak!"

The door slowly opened, and the brilliant candlelight hit Shaw first.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and walked in calmly with seven or eight hundred little wizards.

The professors were chatting in the teacher's seat.

They looked at Shaw with four long rows of little wizards, walking in neatly, and stopped talking for a while.

Before the opening banquet, the little wizards were all excited and rushed into the hall.

Even in the past two years, the style of study has changed.

But the little wizards who had been free for a summer vacation basically couldn't control their temper on the first day of school.

The professors looked at the noble and elegant Shaw in the lead, and a sense of order rose in their hearts, and they couldn't help but sit up straighter.

After Shaw entered the room, he looked at the teacher's seat.

He first exchanged glances with Dumbledore, who was calm and composed, and the other side winked at him playfully.

Shaw had no choice but to continue looking at other professors.

He mainly wanted to see who was stubborn enough to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor today.

Was it Moody or Lupin?

In the teacher's seat, Kettleburn, the professor of magical creatures, was no longer there.

The empty seat was replaced by an unusually large seat, which should be prepared for Hagrid.

The deputy headmaster's seat was also empty, which belonged to Professor McGonagall, who should have gone to pick up the little wizard.

In addition, there were three empty seats in the teacher's seat.

And there was no one in these seats for the time being, and there was no sign of Moody, Lupin or anyone else for the time being.

Shaw's expression moved slightly, and he wondered what Dumbledore was up to this year.

He waved his hand to the back, signaling the little wizards to enter their respective college tables, and he also took the little snakes to the Slytherin table to sit down.

After everyone sat down, the joyful atmosphere filled the hall again, and many little wizards whispered to each other about who would be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts this year.

After Shaw sat down at the head of the long table, Draco sat down on his left hand side.

This year, Alice and Theodore were not here, and Draco finally got his wish to sit in this position representing "the first confidant".

It felt like a daughter-in-law becoming a mother-in-law.

And the vacant first position on the right hand, no little snake dared to sit for a while, but many little snakes looked at the chief eagerly, hoping to be lucky enough to be named.

Shaw raised his eyebrows, but did not express anything.

Draco thought of his father's "instructions", hesitated for a while and then made a suggestion.

"Chief, Astoria has been learning tea art for a long time this holiday. Why don't you let her come over and make tea for you."

Shor looked at Draco strangely and said with disbelief.

"Okay."

Draco felt a little uncomfortable with Shaw's stare, and quickly got up to call Astoria.

On the train before, Astoria was pulled to her compartment by Daphne, so she didn't go to the prefect's compartment.

After a while, Astoria followed Draco and sat down on Shaw's left and right.

Daphne also followed, and was about to say something to disgust her.

"Shor, I want to be with my sister..."

As soon as she said this, she was terrified by Shaw's deep gaze. Suddenly, she felt that she had walked on the edge of life and death, and hurriedly ran away.

Astoria's quiet eyes flashed a trace of helplessness, and after showing a hint of gratitude to the chief, she quickly took out a set of tea sets to make tea.

At this time, Professor McGonagall also led the freshmen into the hall.

Before, when they were on the platform, the freshmen were in a mess, but now that they were lined up, the number of freshmen was obviously 30% more than in previous years.

Shaw was not surprised. This was caused by the large-scale migration of wizard families to the UK this year. It was a follow-up effect of the more "clean and honest" politics of the British Ministry of Magic.

Not long after Professor McGonagall started the sorting, Astoria handed over the teacup obediently.

"Chief, please have some tea."

Shaw took the teacup, took a sip, and watched the sorting ceremony that was about to end.

At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open again.