Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Before leaving Crouch's house, the small operation was performed before Barty Jr. left, in order not to attract the attention of the legendary Voldemort.

The magic restriction that Shaw cast was very secretive.

Unless he gave up the experiment and activated the restriction in advance, he could not tell who Barty Jr. was disguised as.

Shaw was now mainly hesitating whether to join forces with Tom and Dumbledore to attack Liddell House immediately and capture Voldemort alive.

But he gave up in a second. Voldemort's state was indeed somewhat semi-invincible. It was a waste of energy to fight with him before all the Horcruxes were completely destroyed.

Either Tom developed a curse that could completely trap the main soul.

Or Tom cut off the soul connection with Voldemort and then dealt with Harry and other Horcruxes.

Otherwise, there was really nothing he could do to Voldemort for a while. At best, he could only beat him up and make him look humiliated.

"Draco, take Harry back to the dormitory to rest."

Shor gave an order and turned to continue walking downstairs. Harry came back to his senses and roared in Draco's arms.

"Chief, tell me, that boy is referring to me, right! That's Voldemort, right? Why can Voldemort and I share the same sight!"

Shor paused. It was really difficult for him to explain these questions to Harry. He waved his hand back and said perfunctorily.

"Go ask Headmaster Dumbledore, he will give you a reasonable answer."

After getting rid of the trouble, Shaw came all the way to the hall. From a distance, he saw the sturdy Neville leading a team of school discipline inspection team to the corridor next to him.

Many young wizards from other schools who were eating swallowed the food in their mouths indiscriminately, and also stood up to watch the excitement.

The young wizards of Hogholtz were not surprised and continued to eat lunch slowly.

Shaw looked at Neville's back as he walked away, and still sighed that this previously dull boy had grown up.

Listening to Draco's occasional chat, Neville, after taking over the inspection team after Percy left, changed from being cautious and cowardly at first to being vigorous and ruthless now.

It made some naughty children suffer a lot.

Well, little Neville works so hard, it's time for me to take time to help his parents adjust their messy souls.

After a while, a group of people walked out of the corridor, and Peeves was floating up and down happily in front, rolling on the ground and singing a messy tune.

"Yohoo! Someone is spending a good night with me again, this time it's some cute little girls from other schools, yohoo, I'm so happy!"

Behind, Neville led people and escorted several bruised and swollen students from other schools. It seemed that they had just been in a group fight before.

As expected, these students were from Kodostoriz and Ilvermorny.

The conflict between the students of the two schools originated from the countries behind them. When they met each other, they naturally looked at each other with disdain, so fighting was normal.

They glared at each other with hatred, and were dissatisfied with Neville's detention and punishment of them.

"Let us go! Hogwarts has no right to punish us."

"Wait until our principal comes, you will see what will happen to you."

Neville straightened his back, his fat face was hard to flatten, and he said with reason.

"You live in Hogwarts, you have to abide by the school rules and conventions here, and the principals of each school have also signed relevant documents.

You have the right to appeal, but now you need to be punished accordingly."

Those students from other schools were still indignant.

At this time, Professor Lupin, who was eating at the teacher's seat, stood up and walked towards these people.

Lupin was gentle and polite, patient with people, knowledgeable and experienced.

He made the newly opened witchcraft and mortal class, such a boring course, interesting and colorful.

It only took a short time for him to gain a good reputation and popularity among the young wizards of Hogholtz.

Lupin stepped forward and quickly understood the situation, then said warmly.

"People's living environment has created various concepts, and each concept is reasonable at the beginning, which is beyond reproach.

But many times, as a small individual, we can't change anything, but we can cultivate good moral character and strive to be ourselves.

If everyone's moral character is noble enough, I believe that one day in the future, everyone's respective concepts can seek common ground while reserving differences."

He was like a spring breeze, and his impartial conversation immediately welcomed applause from the nearby young wizards.

"Pa pa pa!"

Shaw was eating lunch at the first seat of Slytherin, and he also watched this scene silently. He was very satisfied with Lupin's performance and the thoughts he expressed.

At this time, a crisp request came from the side.

"Mr. Black, can I sit here?"

Shaw ate his lunch slowly, without any intention of responding.

The person who came was Fleur Delacour.

Seeing that Xiao Er still ignored her, she stamped her feet in anger, took a deep breath, and then went to her own place.Sitting down in the empty seat reserved for Draco.

She shook her long hair lightly, revealing a different style.

Before Shaw said anything about this move, the other little snakes at the meal stopped doing it.

Several nearby senior little snakes immediately stood up, and one of them said in a tough but polite tone.

"Madam, please leave that seat. If you want to eat at the Slytherin table, I will be happy to give up my seat."

Fleur was rarely treated like this, and she was ashamed and annoyed. Her delicate and translucent earlobes were as red as blood.

She looked at Shaw, hoping that he would help her speak, but she was still ignored.

She hated him in her heart. This is just a piece of wood!

If it wasn't for completing that person's task, why would she be so humble?

Fleur complained in her heart. She wanted to negotiate with those little snakes, but seeing these people's serious faces, it seemed that they would draw their wands if they didn't agree with them.

With a sneer in his heart, he stood up lightly, and used his unique charm magic to the fullest, and the little snakes were immediately attracted.

But just when the little snakes were about to show their obsession, the nearby space seemed to shake, and a vast magic passed by.

Furong's charm magic was like ice and snow meeting the sun, melting into gas in an instant, and the little snakes regained their clarity.

Xiao Er wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth with a napkin elegantly, stood up slowly, and said to Furong, who turned pale after being attacked by magic.

"Hogholtz is not a place for you to be presumptuous. I hope this is the first and last time."

After saying that, he walked out of the hallway.

Furong clenched her delicate fists tightly. Although she was shocked by the gap between them, she did not intend to give up.

Her strong character since childhood and the harsh living environment did not allow her to fail.

She mustered up her courage and shouted loudly to Xiao Er who was walking away.

"Tomorrow afternoon, I want to invite you to have afternoon tea. Whether you go or not, I will wait!"

The hall was immediately silent. Many people looked at Fleur strangely, and many even showed admiration.

As Shaw's prestige increased, few people had the courage to "seduce" the chief.

Shaw had just left the hall and was about to return to the Slytherin common room, but he saw Trelawney drunk and holding a bunch of bottles of wine and heading towards her tower.