Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Barty followed Shaw to the sofa and stood still, his back straight. When he talked about his strengths, his spirit became more full.

"My Lord, Britain's advancement and prosperity are envied by most outsiders.

Many smaller Ministers of Magic have even expressed to me privately that they want to introduce these advanced governance methods.

Of course, the purebloods of the big countries also understand what this prosperity is based on, so..."

Next, Barty began to tell Shaw about the attitudes of representatives of the Ministry of Magic of various countries after exploring the changes in Britain during the period before the Wizard Conference officially opened.

It was still the expected reaction.

Ministries of Magic that have no or are generally poor are eager to make progress and hope to get support from Britain.

Representatives include the African Union, South America and small countries on the edge of Europe.

Russia is one of the few big countries that wants to imitate Britain.

The Ministry of Magic with rich purebloods as the ruling class only hopes to remain conservative and keep exploiting.

Representing the United States, France, Germany, Egypt, India and other magical powers and some small countries that followed and cheered.

The most intense ones were the United States and France.

These were all within Shaw's expectations, but Barty also reported a special Ministry of Magic.

For example, in Egypt, the Ministry of Magic in Egypt is a unity of theocracy and theocracy, and both wizards and Muggles only believe in the orders of "God".

After hearing this, Shaw had some different ideas in his mind.

Religious beliefs may only be popular in a few places in the wizarding world, but in the Muggle world, it is quite popular.

Afterwards, Barty reported some things about the attitudes of various countries towards the Albanian Hercules Temple.

After all, the name of this conference was initiated by this.

Although the theme of the conference seems to be distorted now, this matter will definitely be discussed at the conference to come up with a countermeasure.

Speaking of this, Barty was also a little funny.

"Sir, in fact, many small countries don't care whether the ancient Greek dark wizards are causing trouble or not.

After all, they can't get in touch with such a level, and those representatives coming here are more like traveling at public expense."

"It doesn't matter, this is just a pretext. The headmaster and I will deal with the existence of Helbo who doesn't know whether he lives or dies.

You just need to make friends with those people and find possible opponents and allies."

"Yes, sir."

Two hours later, Shaw heard from Barty that no one deliberately made trouble, and those criminals were indeed out of habit.

Basically, they were used to being arrogant in their own territory, and they couldn't tell the difference when they came to Britain.

He stood up from the sofa in confusion, and Barty saw him off all the way behind him.

Many Ministry of Magic employees and wizard police and wizard soldiers stationed in Hogsmeade who heard the news had gathered outside.

Shaw looked at their fanatical eyes and had to give another impromptu motivational speech before he could get away.

Afterwards, he wanted to go back to school, but after thinking about it, he went to the Ministry of Magic again.

After looking at Carol's preparations for the war, he returned to Hogwarts with satisfaction.

The next day, Shaw sat in the back of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Although he now has the freedom to attend classes, he still attends classes occasionally.

Although the teaching scope of these professors is not very helpful to him, some unique insights are still very inspiring.

He is now just one step away from becoming a legend, and all he lacks is that little bit of inspiration.

Moody, though he has a bad temper, but the knowledge he teaches is very unique, and he always points out problems that ordinary people cannot detect in small places.

So unless there is something important, Shaw tries his best to attend the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

On the podium, Moody, as always, spoke about the content of today's class in a vicious and evil manner.

"You haven't learned enough about how to deal with spells! Very little!"

Moody said, pointing to a red hat on the podium.

"Last time, I taught you the struggle of having your soul taken away, the heart-piercing pain, and the fear of being killed.

Ha, today I'll give you something more exciting. Do you see what this is?

Oh, you should all know that this is a bloodthirsty red hat.

Today, I'm not going to teach you to use the friendly light spell to drive it away.

This is the natural way to face the enemy!"

Moody didn't wait for the little wizards to react, and pointed his wand directly at the red hat.

"Hellfire!"

Then, a wisp of black and red magic fire jumped from his wand and floated into the tip of the red hat's nose.

Many knowledgeable little wizards immediately exclaimed in surprise.

"This is Fiendfyre!"

"Oh my God, how dare the professor!"

Not to mention the little wizards at Hogwarts, even the students from other schools were shocked.

No matter where, this kind of black magic is strictly used in public, not to mention for teaching.

Even a school like Durmstrang that can teach black magic cannotSpells like the Forgiveness Curse and Fiendfyre were also strictly prohibited.

Shaw was speechless. Moody was really fearless. The Unforgivable Curse was used for teaching, so it was fine if it was used. It was barely justifiable if it was not used on people.

But Moody, the mad-eyed man, really dared to use the uncontrollable black magic of Fiendfyre in class.

He was secretly on guard, thinking that he would use it after an accident.

But the next moment, his eyes fixed!

I saw the black and red Fiendfyre controlled by Moody, like smoke, drilled into the back of the Red Hat's nose.

Moody laughed.

"Blind!"

Then the Red Hat immediately seemed to be blind, staggering around in the cage without a sense of direction.

Moody laughed again.

"Paralyzed!"

The Red Hat's legs immediately softened, and he collapsed to the ground as if he had lost consciousness, and only used his hands to fumble around.

Then Moody made Redcap lose his sense of smell, pain, hearing, etc.

He was as crazy as a crazy perverted scientist.

"See? To kill, torture or harm someone, you don't have to use the three unforgivable curses.

Just like this Fiendfyre, no matter how it explodes and breaks disorderly, everything will burn.

As long as you control its habits, you can subdue it and make it as obedient as a warm lamb."

The little wizards were trembling with fear, like quails.

Shaw was fearless, but he was surprised at Moody's micro-control of the Fiendfyre.

He could make the exploding Fiendfyre, like a tiny scalpel, cut off the five senses in the body of the organism freely and docilely.

Even Shaw now can't do it!

Shaw gained a lot from this operation.

Shaw re-examined Moody and picked up the doubts he had put down before.

He had someone try to scam Moody before, and checked the bottle of wine in his arms to make sure it wasn't Polyjuice Potion.

The other party didn't seem to be under the Imperius Curse or controlled, and his personality was consistent.

In addition, he had fought against Moody several times and won every time, so he naturally put aside his suspicion of him.

But why did Moody suddenly show this trick today? What else could he do except arouse his suspicion?

Who is this?

Did Dumbledore notice?