Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Shor took Percy to the outer room, and Hermione came over just in time.

This little witch had to be his assistant today, after all, no one knew more about the little wizard's disappearance than Hermione.

The few of them didn't talk much, and simply said hello and walked towards the conference hall.

At the entrance of the hall, in front of the arched double doors, India's Minister of Magic Howell and his son Toga were anxiously wandering in front of the double arches.

When he saw Shor appear, his face was happy, but then he restrained his smile and raised his chin and said arrogantly.

"Shor Black, I have something to talk to you about. Let's talk about it next to you."

A strange light flashed in Shor's indifferent eyes. This person must be sick.

There is really nothing to talk about with this kind of person. He is looking for trouble for no reason, which affects his pretending for a while, cough cough.

But the other party is likely to have something to talk to him about, so what should he do?

Shaw's dark pupils surged, and he looked directly at Howell's eyes that seemed to grow on his forehead.

He activated Legilimency without leaving any trace!

Howell's mysterious and confident expression immediately became confused.

Although Toga didn't understand, he could see that Shaw was doing something bad to his father, so he pulled out his wand and wanted to fight back.

And the next moment, his neck was held by Percy, who was even faster, with his wand.

"Ah, don't, I won't move."

Toga was very sensible and raised his hand.

But he felt very wronged in his heart. Everyone said that Britain was good, but why did everyone have such malice towards them father and son.

Hermione pursed her lips behind Shaw, and subconsciously touched the three miniature poker cards hanging in her chest pocket.

After thinking about it, it was not necessary to use this. Just find a chance to talk to the chief about it.

A minute later, Shaw narrowed his eyes and retracted Legilimency.

I did get some fairly important information from Howell.

But I didn't know whether to laugh or be solemn for a moment.

Howell was a peripheral member of the Twin Snakes, not much beyond Shor's expectations.

It is estimated that there are still many similar people in the conference hall. The Twin Snakes infiltrated two years ago, which cannot be avoided in a short time.

Funny things.

Shor never expected that there are still people in this world whose brain circuits are so strange.

Hmm?

How to describe it, just call it mysterious naivety?

With the huge power that Shor has and the number of legends that he can mobilize, he dare not say that he will confront the Twin Snakes.

And this Howell actually wanted to lead himself and Britain in a whimsical way, with the intention of...

Forget it, Shor was too lazy to complain and waste his saliva.

Bypassing this person who was covered with gold and silver jewelry, he continued to walk towards the door.

Howell also woke up from his confusion at this time. He was stunned for a moment and then shouted angrily.

"I'm looking for a young man like you to cooperate with me with good intentions. How dare you, so noble, ah!"

Before Howell finished speaking, a passing clerk from the British Ministry of Magic took out a dagger from his arms and stabbed him in the heart steadily and ruthlessly!

This sudden change, even Percy and Hermione who were close at hand did not react.

After hearing the scream, Shaw turned around suddenly, moved his fingers and wanted to rescue, but immediately gave up.

Howell, there is no hope.

Because the young clerk, after piercing the heart with physical means, still skillfully turned the dagger, and blood spurted out.

The man looked at Howell's facial features twisted in pain, and there was a kind of sickness in his eyes.

He enjoyed the feeling of a large amount of blood spraying on his face, and stretched out his tongue to lick the blood stains dripping on the corners of his mouth.

Takuya next to him was so scared that he peed, and his legs softened and he fainted.

Percy looked extremely ugly, and pointed his wand at the man, with the tip of the wand spewing magical light.

Shaw's face was also somewhat gloomy, and he waved his hand to stop Percy from casting the spell.

"He's already dead. I'm afraid he used the secret method of self-destruction during the assassination."

Sure enough, after Howell was completely dead, the young clerk's blood-stained face quickly turned gray.

He restrained his sick look, turned back and smiled politely at Shaw, with some self-abasement.

"My lord, I'm sorry, but I have no choice."

Shor's eyes flashed, and he sighed.

"I remember your name is Moss Kirk, a very promising half-blood, and you came to my house to deliver the door key last time.

Why do you do this? Did they threaten your family?"

Moss Kirk staggered and shook his head with a miserable look.

"No threat, I volunteered.

Alas, my lord, you don't understand, those people have more terrible means of controlling people than the Unforgivable Curse."

Kirk had collapsed to the ground when he said this, and looked up at Shaw with a weak breath.

"You, you are the hope of Britain, no, no, you are the hope of all wizards!

I'm sorry for killing a person who might be very important to you..

To make up for it, the last thing I can tell you is that I want to defeat those people,,,

Pure violence is useless, it can only start from the human heart,,,, "

Kirk didn't finish his words, his head tilted, and he died.

Shor clenched his fists, squatted forward and examined Kirk's body.

He was killed by the dark energy of Obscurus in his heart.

He shook his head slightly, transformed into two stretchers and blankets, and after placing Kirk and Gawell, he began to think silently.

The changes here naturally alarmed The Ministry of Magic employees who were coming and going wanted to gather around, but were stopped by Percy and Hermione.

The two did not notify the people in the meeting room, and quietly guarded against possible attacks again, waiting for the chief's decision.

A few minutes later, Shaw stood up and waved his hand lightly, and two stretchers covered with white cloth floated up.

The arched conference door also creaked open.

With the huge investment of the British Ministry of Magic, the duplex conference hall of the Wizard Conference was built very magnificently.

The spiral dome, made of Twelve thick white Roman columns guarded it.

In the dome, purple aurora-like light surged, matched with thousands of candles floating in the air.

The whole hall was illuminated with splendor.

Various exquisite murals and sculptures were carved on the walls around, telling many great historical events and deeds of great men in history.

In the circular hall below, three super-large circular conference tables were arranged in concentric circles.

At this moment, it was full of representatives from various countries.

From the order of seats, many things were directly reflected.

The delegations of the great magic countries such as Britain, France, the United States, Russia, Germany and the African Union sat at the innermost round table.

The Russian and American delegations sat at the two ends of the inner circle conference table, which was very clear.

The delegations of medium-sized magic countries such as Poland, Austria, Japan, Romania, Portugal, etc. sat at the round table in the second circle.

The remaining, which was also the largest number of representatives of small countries, sat at the round table in the outermost circle.

Class is everywhere.

The seat order represents national strength and also represents the right to speak.