Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Shor sat motionless on the sofa in the hall, watching Kreche lead Alice in.

One could faintly hear the grandmother in the portrait downstairs asking whether the girl was pure-blooded or not.

"Chief!"

Alice stepped forward and bowed slightly as a lady. Shor raised his hand to signal her to sit anywhere, but his eyes were fixed on the purple bird in the cage.

Alice smiled knowingly and placed the cage respectfully on the coffee table in front of Shor.

"This is a thunder attribute pet that Grandfather asked someone to find from Northern Europe. It is a Christmas pet given to you by the Fry family. I hope the Chief likes it."

Shor nodded and said "thoughtful", but his eyes were still fixed on the bird.

The bird in the cage was the Purple Lightning Kite caught by the saints.

Grindelwald didn't want to be exposed yet, so he could only send it out through the hands of the former saint, Old Fry, who had an ambiguous attitude.

In the cage, after the Purple Lightning Kite entered the door, it also kept looking at Shor.

There was a kind of meaning between the two: among thousands of people, I only have you in my eyes.

The bird's inner thoughts: This person smells good, just like my father and mother.

Shaw couldn't bear it being locked up, so he studied the alchemical cage a little and wanted to press a button when he found one.

Alice had just taken out a dragon skin with complicated patterns, and when she saw Shaw's action, she hurriedly spoke to stop him.

"Chief, although this purple lightning kite has been initially tamed, it is still unruly and aggressive. You need to sign a contract with it before you can let it out."

Shaw said confidently while pressing the button.

"Don't worry, it is my destined partner."

The blue fire around the cage gradually extinguished, and after a "click", the cage opened like a blooming lotus.

The purple lightning kite was free, shook its beautiful tail feathers, and immediately raised its neck to cry.

"Cheep!"

The bird's cry was not very pleasant, but it was very sonorous and full of murderous intent.

"Swoosh."

Then, the Purple Lightning Kite flapped its wings and disappeared instantly, appearing directly on Shaw's shoulder.

It pecked Shaw's black hair with its beak. Shaw was surprised at its speed, and then he was overjoyed and scratched its feathers with his hands.

One man and one bird, although they met for the first time, they seemed very close.

Shaw was very satisfied with the Purple Lightning Kite, and would not trade it even for a phoenix.

"Little guy, what name should I give you?"

Alice was surprised. The Purple Lightning Kite had been sent to the Fry family for several days, but this elegant bird was so arrogant that it ignored people.

I didn't expect that when I met the chief for the first time, I didn't need to sign a contract, and I just recognized him as my master.

It's worthy of being the chief!

Shaw continued to get close to the Purple Lightning Kite. Seeing this, Alice thought about it and said.

"Chief, I have something to report to you."

Shor nodded and waved his hand, pouring a cup of hot tea for Alice.

"Drink a cup of hot tea to warm yourself up first."

Alice took a sip of the teacup and calmed down.

"On the day of the holiday, I questioned my grandfather and found that I misunderstood him, and then...,..."

When Shaw heard halfway, his hand stroking the Purple Lightning Kite paused, but he did not interrupt, just listened quietly.

Various conjectures flashed through his mind.

When he first entered the magic world, the sense of superiority with a God's perspective had slowly sobered up after hitting the wall several times in a row.

People become wise as they get older, and this is the case.

The wisdom of some of these old people may be ordinary, but sufficient life experience has given them some characteristics that young people do not have.

Not to mention old Fry, who is a wise man.

I didn't expect that I was almost exposed by Alice.

This is the saying "If the ruler is not discreet, he will lose his ministers; if the minister is not discreet, he will lose his body; if several things are not discreet, harm will be done."

Fortunately, Shaw was a magician and knew the truth of the real and the fake, the true and the false.

He was cautious enough and never told anyone the most secret things.

And he didn't blame Alice.

Alice's problem was not a low intelligence. She was completely trapped by the bond of family affection. She was very young and it was a normal performance.

Draco and Theodore were the same.

Only those with emotional ties can be good subordinates.

"..., so, grandfather will help us obtain Grindelwald's power inheritance."

Alice said it in one breath and looked at Shaw expectantly.

Shaw smiled. Although he couldn't see the real intention of old Furley for the time being, it didn't matter.

Whether it was sincerity or conspiracy, it would eventually be no match for the absolute power.

And letting Alice accidentally play a double agent might have a miraculous effect, so he praised.

"Very good, I will never forget the strong support of the Free Family."

Alice became enthusiastic again.

"Fighting for the glory of the five stars, fighting for the creation of a better world, this is what my subordinates should do."

ShorThe corner of her eye twitched. Fanatics are indeed...

Alice inexplicably remembered her grandfather asking her if she liked Shaw.

She denied it directly at that time.

Alice actually asked herself this question. After all, admiration breeds love, and fanaticism embodies deeper feelings.

The chief is so young and handsome, but he is already so wise, powerful, noble, and has great ambitions.

It's really too perfect, which makes Alice feel that she is not worthy of him!

So following him silently is what she should do.

Alice came back to her senses and thought of something.

"Chief, grandfather thought of you being alone, and sincerely invited you to spend Christmas at home. What do you think?"

Shaw waved his hand.

"No, I'm going to Draco's house for Christmas and do something by the way."

Alice was a little disappointed, and then she reacted.

"Chief, are you going to attack the Malfoy family?"

Shaw almost choked. Why does this subordinate always speak the truth?

"No, no, huh? It's just that Draco invited me first, yes, that's it."

Alice was thoughtful and didn't ask any more questions.

The two chatted for a while, and then Alice said goodbye and left.

Shaw touched his chin and pondered for a long time.

Then he wrote a reply letter, summoned Kreacher, and asked him to deliver the letter to Malfoy Manor.

Shaw was too lazy to study "happily" and went to the basement with the Purple Lightning Kite on his shoulder.

He kept discussing with it what name to give it.

Shaw didn't realize the origin and extraordinaryness of the Purple Lightning Kite now.

In his opinion, it was reasonable to get a precious pet with the connections and background of the Freeley family.

There was no conversation all night.

And this night was the busiest night for the owls, with all kinds of gifts flying away by mail.

Shaw had wondered before, if an Auror mailed something to a wanted criminal, and then followed the owl to find the criminal, even if the criminal was hiding in a safe house with protective magic, wouldn't this be a bug?

Then when he understood it, he was relieved.

Owls in the magic world, like elves, had signed a strict blood contract with wizards in ancient times.

There are naturally many restrictions. Although it is convenient to arrest criminals, no one wants their whereabouts to be exposed at any time.

Similar loopholes have basically been blocked. For example, if someone is following, even if they are invisible, the owl will sense it and will not go to the destination.

For wizard families, general protective magic is not against owls, after all, Hogwarts does not prevent them.

If you really want to prevent them, you can turn on exclusive protective magic. (The original book did not explain it, the above is the author's second setting)

Shaw also sent out the surprise gifts he prepared for his friends that night, and some places farther away were also sent out in advance.

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The basement of Hogwarts.

Snape got up on time as usual.

After putting on his black robe, he saw a few Christmas gifts beside the bed, which were quietly put in by the castle elves in the middle of the night.

Snape didn't look strange, but just searched among the gifts with his eyes.

When he saw the gift box signed by Shor Black, his expression fluctuated.