Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Dumbledore was slightly stunned, and could not help but sit up straight.

"Oh? Old Furley? This man is indeed not simple. It was only after the trip to Albania that I really paid attention to this low-key old pure-blood family.

But considering that he used to be your man, and now he is loyal to the little guy Shaw, I didn't continue to pay attention to him.

What's wrong with him? It's rare that you didn't see his ultimate position in the prophecy?"

Grindelwald blinked.

He didn't believe a word of Albus's words that he didn't pay attention to his people or Shaw's people.

I'm afraid that his old friend himself can't find out Furley's background.

But he was considerate and didn't expose his best friend, and patiently explained.

"You also know Abernathy, but I didn't expect that... So to be exact, I am almost alone now.

As for the prophecy, you also know the unpredictability of prophecy.

Especially when I saw that this Fry was always on Shaw's side, I was even more confused. He is really a mysterious person, and his attitude is too ambiguous."

Grindelwald's words contained a lot of information.

Dumbledore digested it for a long time before sorting out the relationship.

Not to mention other miscellaneous things, I was always worried that my close friend would cling to the power of the witches.

Shor is worthy of being the darling of the times, but I didn't expect that he would have too much power without knowing it.

It really fulfilled the old Chinese saying: When luck comes, heaven and earth will help, and the breeze will send me to the sky.

Dumbledore glanced at Gellert, and his whole state was really leisurely, and his worries about him were completely put aside.

But he felt ashamed for no reason.

The old bee did not continue the serious discussion. He stood up with a smile and gracefully held his hand.

He invited her with a nickname that he had not called out for a long time.

"Gail, as you said, those are Shaw's troubles.

By the way, you haven't eaten yet, do I have the honor of inviting you to dinner?"

Grindelwald was drinking milk tea happily, and suddenly choked, then raised his head suddenly, and said in a rare ecstasy.

"Ah, Al! You, you,"

Dumbledore smiled, took out a handkerchief and wiped the milk tea stains from the corners of Grindelwald's mouth.

The action was extremely gentle.

Half an hour later, the balcony on the main tower of Hogwarts.

Even if the night sky was dark and the wind was howling, it looked like a heavy snow was about to fall.

But under the magical magic, the balcony was still like the turn of spring and summer, with lush grass and flowers all over the ground.

Next to the Eris Magic Realm, a table decorated with romantic candlelight was full of rich dishes.

In the mirror reflection of the Eris Magic Realm.

Grindelwald and Dumbledore sat at opposite ends, holding up their wine glasses and clinking them in the air.

"Gail, cheers!"

"Al, cheers!"

The two of them blinked mischievously in sync and drank the wine in their glasses together.

Snow began to fall outside.

That night, countless elite wizard teams set out from Britain in the increasingly heavy snow and headed for more than a dozen magical countries.

The next day dawned.

Shaw slowly opened his eyes under the interference of Ziying's tail feathers.

He first hugged Ziying in his arms and rubbed her a few times. The little guy didn't run away, but just cooed in dissatisfaction.

When Shaw put it down and got up from the bed, just as he put on his clothes, the purple shadow spread its wings and fluttered to Shaw's shoulders, pecking at his hair in revenge.

At this time, Draco and his two followers also got up.

Draco knew that Shaw was busy until late last night, but he didn't dare to disturb his rest.

Now he couldn't hold it back anymore, and danced excitedly to Shaw.

"Chief, do you know how many points Harry and I scored in the game yesterday?"

Seeing Draco like a little brother showing off to his parents and brothers, Shaw held back his smile, although he had already known the results of the scores of the games in various schools.

It was rare that he was in a good mood, so he cooperated.

"I think the results must be very good."

Draco nodded vigorously, his hair was flying, and he began to speak eloquently.

"Yes, yes, even if Harry and I were equal, we would still be tied for first place. We were the first to succeed and get a complete golden egg.

If it weren't for the stingy headmaster Karkaroff who deliberately favored Krum, our score would definitely be higher!

But even so, German Shepherd Strong is still second to last..."

Crabbe and Goyle wanted to cover their ears, but they didn't dare.

They dared to swear on their beloved little cakes! Draco has said this more than ten thousand times since yesterday!

Although the Wizard Conference will be officially held tomorrow, what does this have to do with the little wizards?

Afterwards, Shaw brought Draco, who was still reluctant to leave, and his two followers to the common room.

After Draco's excitement, then he remembered something.

'Chief, that Harry...'

Shor waved his hand casually.

"He's fine, don't worry."

Draco opened his mouth, but seeing the chief's perfunctory look, he could only shut up.

In the common room.

Maybe it was because of Shaw's super performance yesterday, more young wizards from other schools came to Slytherin today.

These young wizards looked at this Shor Black, who was far, far, far better than his peers, with fear and curiosity in their eyes.

Watched him slowly climb up the platform and sit down elegantly on the exclusive sofa.

When Shaw took out a rare magic notebook and read it, the lounge, which was slightly noisy just now, automatically quieted down, leaving only the rustling sound of flipping books and writing.

The students from other schools wanted to ask the little snakes for more information, but now they were too embarrassed to continue speaking. They had also experienced the learning atmosphere of Hogwarts early.

It's really exciting!

Not long after, Snape came out of the gate in a rolling black robe.

The rustling sound of turning pages and writing words just now also stopped immediately.

The old bat came to the bottom of the platform and looked up at Shaw with his empty and indifferent eyes.

Shaw sighed secretly. The younger one was easily dismissed, but the older one was not so easy to convince. He had to use a lot of words to "fool" him.

Well, there were just some things that needed to be explained to Snape.

So he stood up, walked down the platform steadily, nodded to Snape, and led the way out of the gate.

The two came to a remote place one after the other.

Snape asked impatiently.

"Why don't you catch Harry back! It's so chaotic outside now, how can you leave him outside with that unreliable big black dog."

Shaw frowned slightly. Maybe it was because his authority was growing, and now he was a little dissatisfied with Snape's tone.

Then he was immediately shocked. He seemed to be a little stubborn and impetuous without realizing it.

He took a deep breath, quickly recalled Vita's teachings, adjusted his mentality, and then turned around and said in a gentle tone.

"Don't worry, Harry will be fine, and don't run around. You are now the main target of those people. Remember to follow me at any time tomorrow.

As for the missing alchemy partner, I will summon a more powerful alchemist, comparable to Nick Flamel, in a short time."