The Magic Throne at Hogwarts

"Try this, Thunderbolt Peach, the core of a Thunderbird's tail feather, twelve inches. This is a piece of Thunderwood that my great-grandfather accidentally acquired while traveling in the East. The age of the wood is unverifiable. This wand only accepts that A genius wizard who fears the law and becomes stronger when he encounters the strong."

Shaw looked at this red and black wand with a purple-blue halo, and immediately fell in love with it.

After he took the wand, before he could activate the magic power, purple arcs erupted from the tip of the wand immediately, and dark clouds began to form on the roof.

Ollivander's gray hair was straightened by the static electricity in the air. Although he was very excited, he hurriedly said.

"Oh! My God, it's a match made in heaven. You two are such a good match. Soothe your wand. Do you want me to be a thunderstorm zone?"

Shaw nodded, stroked his wand lightly, and the vision in the room disappeared instantly.

"Sir, how much is it? By the way, the one I destroyed just now also counts."

Ollivander shook his head.

"Chenghui 7 Galleons, the ruined wand is only my fault for not seeing it properly, not you."

Xiao Er didn't bother too much, paid the money and left after politely thanking him.

Ollivander couldn't help sighing after watching this delicate black-haired boy go out.

"Another talented wizard with extraordinary talent, and I don't know whether it will be a disaster or a blessing to the magic world."

Shaw went out of the store, thinking about some mess in his mind, and called Kreche, and then the house elf appeared and told him to take him to Chinatown.

After making a big purchase again, I called the magic assistant with a public phone, and after explaining some things, I went back to the old house.

The next step is the major renovation of the home. The wall lamps, chandeliers, carpets, decorations and so on are all replaced with new items that Krecher bought in Diagon Alley before.

After an hour of busy work between master and servant, Black's old house finally had a real new look, and it was no longer as lifeless as before.

Although the crazy grandmother in the portrait was very dissatisfied, she just chattered a few words. This lady is no longer crazy. After all, Blake's blood can continue, and she has begun to play a kind and kind grandmother.

In the kitchen, the stove is full of various condiments and ingredients, and there are all kinds of big ingredients.

"In the future, before killing those chickens and ducks, they should be bled first. Before putting any meat into the pot, it must be boiled for a while. Remember to put some ginger in the boiling water, so that it can remove the fishy smell."

"Kreche, today I will teach you how to make a few home-cooked dishes, twice-cooked pork, lion's head, and mapo tofu. Unfortunately, Lao Ganma has not been exported to England yet."

"Throw away the sardines or something."

"..."

Xiao Er tirelessly taught Ke Liqie how to cook Chinese dishes, and he no longer wanted to eat the so-called looking up at the sky.

The house-elf is worthy of being an all-round servant. It only needs to watch Xiao Er cook it once and he will remember it all. Moreover, the thief used in housekeeping magic can copy those Chinese dishes faster and better.

In fact, Xiaoer only knows some home-cooked dishes. After teaching Keleqie, he gave him a stack of Chinese recipes for him to study slowly in the future, and told him to try the ingredients casually. We have money!

In the restaurant, Xiao Er ate and drank at the big dining table, Keleqie refused to sit there again, so Xiaoer had to set up an exclusive small table in the corner, Keleqie blowing his nose while moved , while eating delicious food.

For a moment, the atmosphere between the master and servant was unusually harmonious.

Suddenly, Kreche stood up with an extremely nervous expression.

"Master, the protective magic has been touched."

Shaw dropped the silver fork and walked quickly to the window, and saw seven or eight wizards holding wands standing in the square, who looked to be Aurors.

These Aurors are working together to cast spells, testing the protective magic of their old house.

Shaw knew that he should have attracted the Aurors when he appeared in Diagon Alley during the day. Naturally, these people did not come to arrest him, but came for Regulus, the Death Eater.

The arrest warrant for Regulus has not been revoked so far. Although he is dead, these Aurors must at least bring Shaw back to the Ministry of Magic to participate in the investigation.

Xiao Er didn't panic (guilty), he came to the gate calmly, and said loudly to the capable Auror in the lead.

"I don't know why everyone attacked my house?"

The leading capable Auror was very rough, and he walked forward with slightly limping steps.

"We received a report that there are Death Eaters hiding here. Please open the protection and let us go in and search."

Xiao Er's face turned cold.

"Hmph, report? Whose report? And do you have a search warrant?"

The lead Auror choked, he came in a hurry, and there was really no search warrant.

"Don't worry about whoever reports you. Don't think I don't know who you are. You are the son of a Death Eater. Although you haven't committed a crime, after I capture Regulus, the lackey of the Dark Lord, you have to go to magic with us." The department is under investigation, you should quickly turn on the protective magic, and don't interfere with official duties."

Shaw's heart hurts.

"Hmph, which pure-blood family ordered you to come here? Without a search warrant, don't expect me to activate the protective magic. Even if I take the lawsuit to the minister, I'm justified."

The lead Auror didn't expect this kid to be so difficult, and he ordered his subordinates behind him with a ruthless expression.

"Attack, tear off his tortoise shell for me!"

In an instant, various spells of red light and blue shadow hit the transparent protective cover, and magical auras shone everywhere in the old house, causing ripples and slight vibrations.

The corners of Shaw's eyes kept twitching, he was really deceiving people too much, he drew out his wand and was ready to fight back.

Suddenly, there was a melodious phoenix cry, and then a phoenix patron saint emitting milky white light appeared in front of these Aurors.

The Aurors immediately stopped attacking, and Phoenix spoke to the leading Auror.

"Scrimgeour, Regulus is dead, so don't disturb the little guy. After I find out some things, I will go to the Ministry of Magic to clarify and explain the specific reasons."

Scrimgeour watched the patron saint of the phoenix slowly dissipate, and knew that it was sent by Headmaster Dumbledore.

After thinking for a while, with Dumbledore's prestige and guarantee, although he was a little unwilling, he waved his hand and said "retreat".

Then the seven or eight Aurors apparated away one after another.

Xiao Er looked cloudy and uncertain.

It was no surprise that Dumbledore knew what was going on here.

The Ministry of Magic is like a sieve, anyone can put sand in it, pure bloods can, Death Eaters can, and so can the Order of the Phoenix.

What Shaw was struggling with was not this. He was quite powerless just now. If the old bee hadn't intervened, even if he was killed, it would be useless. In the end, he would probably have to be taken to the Ministry of Magic in a mess.

Inheriting an aristocratic inheritance like Black has great benefits, but naturally there are many troubles.

The Ministry of Magic and the pure-blood nobles are not easy to deal with, and there will be many places to fight wits and courage in the future.

These Aurors may be some pure-blood families sent to him to kill him.

"Hey, I still need to grow up quickly. The old bee is considerate this time, and let me show my love again."

"The mountains don't turn and the water turns, if you can't bear it a little, you will make a big mess!"

Although Xiao Er was depressed, he had no choice but to return to the old house and continue cooking.

Chapter 9 Self-Taught Charms

After the meal, Xiao Er went on to preview the textbooks for the first grade. He wanted to stop being angry and only improve his strength. It was a very simple reason.

After time travel, his memory is also very good, not to mention his vivid memory, at least he can remember the general idea by watching it once or twice.

When he was in the bookstore before, he bought all the textbooks of "Standard Spells" from grades one to seven, and prepared to learn them in advance.

After reading the textbooks for the first grade, Xiao Er discovered a problem. Theory and practice are completely different things.

For example, the petrification spell, the mantra is clearly read, and the gestures are also very standard, but after practicing for an hour, it has no effect at all. In the end, the mouse used for the experiment was blown up by his thunder element magic power.

Xiao Er looked at the bloody little white mouse in silence for a long time.

"Could it be that my white magic talent is too low? I can't just study black magic right now."

"Although I have mastered the Death Curse, I have never dared to try it, because I am afraid that my mind will be contaminated by negative emotions."

Shaw was not discouraged, and recalled the plot of the movie he had seen before. When Miss Know-It-All was teaching Ron, the incantation needed to be cadenced, and the pitch needed to be elongated in some places.

"It seems that learning spells by yourself is still a bit difficult."

Shaw was a little unwilling to give up, and after putting down the book, he went to the basement, where there was the library of the Black family.

He took a general look at it before, and it is indeed a family collection that has been passed down for thousands of years. There are many books of all kinds in it, including black and white magic classics.

I found a few universal spell books with handwriting annotations from the bookshelf, which should be more instructive than textbooks like whiteboards.

I found a few more books that contain the word "Thunderbolt". Even though the Black family has a rich collection of books, it took Xiaoer a long time to find these books.

It seems that there are very few thunder wizards in this world, and I don't know why.

Xiao Er was walking back with his book in his arms, and accidentally saw a copy of "Deciphering Sophisticated Dark Arts".

His heart moved. In addition to the thunder element talent MAX, he can test his Azkaban black magic talent by the way, whether he can directly skip the disadvantages of irregular incantations.

Feel free to find a chair to sit down and read carefully.

I skipped a lot of obscure content, and directly read the place where the magic spell was introduced, and took the initiative to learn the first black magic.

After 10 minutes, Shore waved his wand at will and said the spell.

"Fog of Corrosion!"

In an instant, a sizzling green mist burst out from the tip of the stick, burning the bookshelf beside him into dense pits.

Seeing this, Xiao Er quickly cut off the output of magic power.

"Fuck, sure enough, this black magic talent is very Azkaban!"

Xiao Er was very excited for a while, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was unnecessary.

In the current general environment, it is better not to play dead, but it is still necessary to choose a few black magic masters for self-defense.

When it comes to immortality, the death curse can also be applied.

After sifting through "Advanced Black Magic Decryption" for a while, I chose a spell called "Transformation Torture" and "Sharp Throat Seal", plus the "Fog of Corrosion" just now.

enough.

After pondering carefully for an hour, Xiao got up and went to the spell practice room next door, ready to practice the spell, and began to chant the spell to a puppet.

"Deformation Torture!"

"The sharp blade seals the throat!"

Shaw watched as the puppet was first twisted by anti-joints and then directly decapitated.

Looking at the three black magics in the system that have all reached the first level, he couldn't help shaking his head at the Verde circuit.

"Tsk tsk, the black magic talent is too strong."