The Magic Throne at Hogwarts

On the long Ravenclaw table, Harry sat down to chat with Hermione, and couldn't help whispering.

"Is this the change that Xiaoer said? The speed is really fast."

Now Hermione is eating breakfast imitating Shaw's elegant movements in the distance, and she can't help but admire her.

"That's right, Xiao Er is really amazing. He subdued those people in just one night."

Harry subconsciously learned to move gracefully, but it was a little awkward.

Hermione suddenly thought of something, turned her head and asked in surprise.

"Where is the Ron who was with you, why is there no one there?"

Harry was a little embarrassed, and sighed again.

"He's still sleeping. Last night he took Seamus to play wizard chess until late. I called them when I got up early, but it didn't help."

Hermione pouted.

"Harry, you should go to Slytherin. It's better to come to Ravenclaw with me at the very least. Ron and the others will not make progress at first glance, and it will affect you."

Harry didn't express any opinion, but there was a trace of regret flashing in his expression.

Hermione handed Harry a book of Universal Spells.

"This is the family book collection that Xiao Er lent me. I have already memorized all of this book. It is indeed much more detailed than "Standard Spells". You can read it. If you don't understand, you can ask me. If you don’t understand, hee hee, let’s ask Xiao Er together.”

"it is good."

Harry didn't refuse, took the book solemnly, and looked up at Slytherin.

Especially when he saw Draco, who was in high spirits by his side, he felt strange, since they both knew Shaw at the same time.

Beside Shaw, Draco and Alice sat on the left and right.

Alice took a sip of milk and said softly.

"Shor, my grandfather told me that he has persuaded the eight school managers not to trouble you for the time being, but some purebloods have already complained to the Ministry of Magic. Shall we restrain ourselves?"

Xiao Er swallowed a mouthful of steamed buns, looked at Alice with burning eyes and said to himself.

"Minister Fudge is still the headmaster's answerer. There is no need to worry about the Ministry of Magic for the time being. Next year, I will let those pure-blood families have no time to take care of me. In two years at most, I will not be afraid of anything."

Alice blushed a little when Xiao Er stared at her. She knew it wasn't some kind of admiration, but pure admiration.

"Well, I believe you, but I'd better let my grandfather keep an eye on it."

Draco nodded too.

"Me, I'll try to convince my dad too."

Shaw glanced at Draco, thinking that you might be disappointed.

At this moment, a group of owls flew from outside the hall. They circled above the hall and swooped down after finding their target.

For a while, there was a burst of chicken and egg beating and bird feathers flying in the hall, but experienced people would have eaten it long ago.

The same is true for Slytherin, but everyone doesn't have time to think about their desktops.

Because there are too many owls in front of Xiao Er, and what these owls bring are not gifts, but roaring letters!

Dozens of roaring letters were automatically suspended from the owl's feet into the air, and at the same time, they automatically opened and turned into an anthropomorphic blood-red mouth.

These letters are densely packed and quite scary.

Draco and the others watched in horror, and quickly covered their ears, but Shaw smiled dismissively and just waved his hand lightly.

A mass of swirling water was generated out of thin air, wrapping the letters in the water, and the roar was blocked by the thick water wall before it had time to utter.

Then a flame was formed out of thin air in the hollow water, quickly burning those roaring letters.

Everyone in the hall watched Xiao Er's flowing movements, and didn't know how to evaluate him for a while.

Draco gave a thumbs up after a while.

"cool!"

Originally, several senior students with bruised noses and swollen faces were waiting to see the joke, and saw Xiao Er deal with the roaring letter so neatly.

I have a saying in my heart, I don't know if I should say it or not.

After there was no excitement to watch, everyone began to sit down and unwrap their presents.

At this moment, Marcus ran up to Shaw, out of breath, and shouted arrogantly.

"Shor, the dean asked you to go there, haha, you are finished."

Xiao Er was not in a hurry, took the napkin and slowly wiped the corners of his mouth before standing up, and stretched out his hand to signal other students who wanted to get up together to sit down.

Then he looked at the person who was going to make a small report with a smile on the corner of his mouth. Marcus is really a very useful chicken.

Marcus was a little uncomfortable being stared at, and said harshly.

"Whatever you look at, the dean will take back your appointment as chief in a while, and you won't be able to hold your air for long."

Shaw turned and walked towards Snape's office in the basement, leaving only one sentence behind.

"Buck tooth chicken, enjoy the good time this morning, the rest of your life will be full of nightmares."

Draco quickly picked up Xiao Er and his textbooks, glared at Marcus who was reporting, and chased in the direction Xiao Er left with two followers.

Marcus and the others scratched their heads.

"What does Xiao Er mean? Why are you still so calm?"

Prefect Montague, who was sitting not far from Shaw just now, explained with a sigh.

"Is your head really a troll? The dean didn't do much last night, Xiao Er, and he won't do the same today. Although I don't know what he showed the dean, it doesn't matter, you just wait to be hung overnight Wall lamp, no one will rescue you tonight."

Walking in the dark basement, Shaw thought about why all Slytherins liked this dark environment.

Maybe enjoy the solitude.

When they came to Snape's office, the door opened automatically before knocking.

Xiao Er smiled and stepped in.

The smell inside the house is very strange, the temperature here is quite cold, and the shelves along the walls are full of bottles and jars, some of which are soaked with the remains of some kind of animal.

Coupled with this dim environment, it can be used directly without setting up a thriller.

But Xiaoer knew that the materials and medicines on those shelves were all priceless, and it would be easy to exchange them for tens of thousands of Galleons.

There is one of Hogwarts' two super invisible rich people here.

Well, it's a good place to pluck wool.

And here, the master is standing at a workbench brewing potions. Even if his back is turned, he can see that he is skillful in his movements. If it weren't for that greasy hair, he would still be quite temperamental.

"Do you know why I called you here?"

Xiao Er said frankly while looking at the good things on the shelf.

"The dean asked me to come here to praise me."

Shaw's shameless words almost broke Snape's defense, and he turned his head to stare at Shaw and said coldly.

"Heh, this is really the funniest joke I've heard this year. Tell me, why should I praise you? I hope your dog's sharp mouth can be as extraordinary as your face."

Shaw took a few steps forward, watching Snape brewing a golden potion.

He is familiar with this, the Felicity Elixir, Sijiao is indeed a master of potions.

An idea flashed in his mind, and he said.

"The stereotype of Slytherin is too bad. It is a hotbed of dark wizards in the eyes of some people. Didn't the dean also suffer from it in his early years? So it's time to change."

Snape looked at Shaw sharply, his eyes were cold, and he seemed to choose someone to eat.

"What do you know? Did your father tell you? Or that idiot Sirius?"

Shaw looked directly into Snape's eyes without fear, and answered the wrong question.

"Master Dean, let me discuss with you. Do you want Harry's ugly photo? When the Felicity Elixir is ready, let me have a few drops."

Snape felt that it had been a long time since we had seen each other, and the Black family was indeed full of wonderful things.

He waved his sleeves and continued to question.

"You seem to be physically punishing students? The chief doesn't seem to have the right to do so. How can you explain this? Don't be afraid that your kennel will be filled with yelling letters from your parents."

"Oh, I have burned dozens of shouting letters just now, and the student was not injured, so how can it be called corporal punishment? It can be called loving care at best."

Snape choked hard, turned around and continued to brew the potion, said in a low tone.

"What an arrogant boy, the power of the pure blood family is stronger than you imagined, you will be expelled."

"I'm not arrogant, and I also trust the principal, he will help me get it done."

"Heh, it's your shady trick again?"

"Everyone has what they need."

Snape felt that he was already very good at sarcasm, but he didn't expect to see it today, and said impatiently.

"Go away! Don't cause trouble for me!"

"Okay, Harry's ugly photo must be delivered next week, and the dean must support me."

Xiao Er took a bottle of energy medicine from the shelf, and then walked out with his hands behind his back.

Snape laughed angrily at this move.

When Shaw came to the corridor outside, he saw the three of Draco squatting in the corner.

Several people couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw Xiao Er came out with a calm face.

"Xiao Er, the dean didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

Xiao Er led the way to the third floor, showing the bottle in his hand.

"How could it be? The dean is actually quite a good person, and he even gave me a bottle of energy potion to let me work hard."

Draco couldn't believe it, he knew his godfather's temper best.

Seeing that Xiao Er didn't seem to be lying, he couldn't help admiring him and wanted to worship him.

Several people walked towards the Charms classroom. This morning it was Transfiguration class, and they attended it with Gryffindor.