Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

When Shaw and Vita were analyzing today's events.

In the Hogwarts principal's office, Dumbledore came back from outside and slowly opened the door.

Behind the thick wooden desk, an ugly lame one-eyed man was sitting in a large and comfortable office chair.

It was Mad-Eye Moody who was just teleported away by Shaw using the fireplace.

Dumbledore didn't seem surprised at all, and went forward to grab a handful of cockroaches and chocolates on the desk.

He said with a smile while stuffing the cockroaches into his mouth.

"Gellert, it must be hard to be embarrassed by the child you have chosen and guided for so long."

"Moody" glared at Dumbledore unhappily.

Then the whole person began to transform, and after a while of skin and bones agitation, he became Grindelwald.

That's right, since the opening dinner, the late Moody has always been Grindelwald in disguise who came to Hogwarts to eat and drink for free.

"It's OK. It's not the first time that Shaw has embarrassed me. Last time in class, I just wanted to use the Imperius Curse to test his soul's toughness, and it almost rebounded."

Grindelwald didn't look angry at first, but he began to feel a little resentful.

"Today is all to help you, otherwise who would bother with those villains."

Dumbledore didn't care, and said teasingly.

"Who told you to choose Moody, who is a bit sensitive and crazy, to disguise yourself? But I think you are having a lot of fun playing the role. You want to scold anyone you catch."

Grindelwald laughed.

"It's true that Moody's character is quite useful. Except that he is not liked by others, he is really straightforward."

Dumbledore sat down on a small stool beside him, and his relaxed expression gradually became serious.

"What do you think about tonight's situation?"

Grindelwald didn't look worried at all. He took out a pair of crescent-shaped glasses from his office drawer and put them on, saying it easily.

"It's just some minor fights, Albus. What's the point of being entangled?

You just do things too much yourself. Just let your subordinates handle anything.

Anyway, with Shaw in the school, nothing serious will happen."

Dumbledore himself is a hands-off boss. Today, he found that his best friend seems to be lazier than him.

He rarely used the tone of coaxing a child.

"Tell me about it, and see if your speculation is consistent with mine."

"Ah, okay, okay, let me think about it."

Grindelwald really didn't have much of a future. He compromised immediately, and his mind raced.

"There must be a Voldemort inside the school who put Harry's name into the Goblet of Fire.

This person's acting skills are also quite good. Even I didn't notice it. It is likely that he disguised himself as a student.

As for the Goblet of Fire being tampered with abroad, I have two guesses.

Either it was done by the Nordic lineage of Shaw's mother, those declining pure bloods, and the purpose is unknown.

Or it was the people of the Twin Serpents. They originally thought that Shaw would participate in the championship, and they might want to target Shaw in the competition."

Dumbledore chewed chocolate, and a gleam flashed in his blue eyes.

"Well, it's similar to my inference."

Grindelwald stood up and came behind Dumbledore, summoning a water mirror in front of the two of them.

In the sparkling water, he saw the reflected mirror image, and he was not satisfied, so he reached out to help Albus with the hat on his head.

Dumbledore didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he let the other party do it, and asked again.

"When did you officially hand over the Wizarding Party to Shaw? Aren't all your people in Hogsmeade?"

Grindelwald shrugged.

"Don't worry. Shaw made me look bad just now, but he handled things in a flexible and strategic way.

I am very satisfied with his ability and character. I am very relieved to hand over the Wizarding Party to him.

But isn't the Wizarding Conference about to start? You need a lot of help at this time. The power of the Wizarding Party should not start at this time.

Forced transition will cause twists and turns. After all, the Wizarding Party is not my private property. Shaw will need to convince many people in the future.

Especially getting the approval of Abernethy and Vita is not that easy."

Dumbledore carefully looked at Grindelwald's state, based on his many years of understanding of him.

It really doesn't seem to be fake.

"Okay, I believe you once."

Grindelwald showed a satisfied look of raising a son to take care of him in his old age.

"Albus, when I hand over the entire Witch Party to Shaw, you might as well hand over that crappy Phoenix Society and the connections to him.

Then let him handle everything. He is the darling of this era.

We will live in peace in the future, and occasionally be Shaw's thugs. It will save us a lot of trouble and effort."

Dumbledore's eyes were confused, with a mixture of yearning and struggle.

Suddenly, his face changed.

"Gellert, quickly change back to M."Dumbledore, Severus is here." Grindelwald looked gloomy, but he quickly transformed into Moody, without the need for Polyjuice Potion. Coincidentally, when he successfully transformed, Snape kicked the office door open. The old bat was about to ask questions, but he found that Dumbledore and Moody were standing in an ambiguous position. Well, it was indescribably weird. "Moody" took the crutches from behind the desk and limped out. When he passed by Snape, he bumped into him hard. Snape staggered, and his face was full of question marks? Dumbledore put away his embarrassed expression and greeted him. "Severus, why don't you rest early? What do you want to talk to me about?" Snape didn't bother to get back the situation. After putting aside his doubts, he strode to Dumbledore, suppressing his anger. "Why did Harry become a warrior? You don't know how dangerous this is!"

Dumbledore said in a gentle tone.

"Don't worry, don't worry, things have come to this, what we can do is to ensure Harry's safety."

Snape growled.

"What can you guarantee? The target of the first game is the dragon! The little wizard will be killed or injured if he is touched!"

"Your worries are unnecessary. Shaw, as the referee on the field, is also capable of dealing with all emergencies.

And you should now think more about how to help Harry and Draco improve their strength.

By the way, carefully investigate the abnormalities in the school. I suspect that a wizard who is extremely good at disguise has infiltrated Hogwarts."

Snape's eyes flashed with surprise.

"Didn't Shaw already determine that the Goblet of Fire was tampered with before it was handed over?"

Dumbledore still explained slowly.

"That is indeed the truth, but the unfortunate one is Mr. Malfoy, and Harry was chosen because a wizard deceived the Goblet of Fire with a Confusion Charm.

And this wizard could be anyone."

Snape clenched his fists tightly, took a deep breath, and said gloomily.

"I will find him."

Snape waved his robe sleeves, turned around and walked out with his black robe rolling.

Dumbledore hurriedly reminded behind him.

"Moody is not a suspect, no need to keep an eye on him."

Snape paused, and the sense of weirdness became stronger.

When did Dumbledore and Moody become so close?