Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

In Wiltshire, a few kilometers away from Malfoy Manor, there is another dark-style manor.

This was built by the Nott family three hundred years ago.

Today, Old Nott was just discharged from St. Mungo's. It was not because his injury was healed, but because he had to go to a designated location to deliver goods to the Dark Lord in the evening.

Old Nott returned home with his limbs still not coordinated. His eldest daughter Gloria was waiting at the door and took his windbreaker.

Old Nott glanced at the living room coldly and asked unsatisfiedly.

"Where is Theodore? Why didn't he come to greet me, his father?"

Gloria explained hurriedly.

"Dad, my brother is reading in the bedroom."

Old Nott glared at Gloria and slapped her casually.

"Pah!"

"Have you learned to deceive me now?"

Gloria covered her bleeding mouth and stammered.

"Father, brother, brother is really reading in the bedroom."

"Hmph!"

Old Nott glanced at her and walked towards Theodore's bedroom. Gloria looked flustered.

She hurried forward to stop him.

"Dad, you just came back. Haven't you eaten yet? I prepared a sumptuous dinner for you."

Old Nott was angry, so he waved his hand and threw Gloria, who was holding his arm, to the ground, and kicked his daughter.

"Eat, eat, eat, you only know how to eat. It's useless to give birth to you two children!"

Gloria crawled on the ground, enduring the pain and not daring to make a sound. She saw Theodore appear from the backyard with a white rabbit in his arms.

She looked terrified and quickly made a gesture to hide to her brother.

Theodore looked indifferent and didn't care about the domestic violence scene at all. He looked accustomed to it.

He came to the sofa with the little white rabbit in his arms and took out some nuts to feed it.

Old Nott was almost angry to death when he saw his son appear, and he looked like a caring person again.

He rolled up his sleeves and was about to hit his son. Gloria, who was lying on her stomach, quickly reached out and hugged her father's thigh, begging.

"Dad, don't hit my brother. He, he didn't mean it. He will get better in the future."

Old Nott kicked his tearful daughter far away and hit her on a table with a bang.

Old Nott turned around and cursed at Theodore.

"You useless thing, I'll beat you to death."

Theodore looked up at his father who was coming aggressively, and an inexplicable color flashed in his eyes, without joy or sadness.

He waved his hand and the white jade wand slipped from his sleeve to his palm. He then pointed at Old Nott and said coldly,

"Heart-piercing and bone-cutting!"

Looking at the white light coming, Old Nott felt like he had seen a ghost, but before he could react, a pain like tearing his soul came.

"Ah! Ah!"

He howled miserably and immediately fell to the ground and rolled over.

Theodore had no intention of continuing to torture his father. He stood up with the rabbit in his arms and came to his sister's side.

He squatted down and took a look at her injuries, took out some healing potions from a pocket, and rudely poured them into Gloria's mouth.

Ignoring his coughing sister, he stood up and was about to go back to his room, when he suddenly saw a beautiful ring with a magical glow falling out from his father who was still twitching.

This kind of ring looked very familiar to Theodore.

It was very similar to the alchemical ring between the chief's fingers, and Theodore walked up and picked it up.

He reached in and took out a few items, and looked at them. His cold expression became more serious.

As a child of a big family, he still had some vision and recognized that these items were all rare and precious alchemical materials, the kind that were in short supply.

Old Nott hunched over, hurriedly stood up, and shouted nervously.

"Theodore, ahem, give me back the ring! This is the Dark Lord..., damn it, you can't touch it."

Theodore raised his head suddenly and asked coldly.

"Is this the Dark Lord's thing? Have you contacted Voldemort?"

Old Nott's expression was distorted, and he pointed at Theodore.

"You idiot, how dare you call the Dark Lord by his name!"

Although Old Nott did not admit it directly, Theodore also got the answer.

He put the ring directly into his pocket and pointed the white jade wand at Old Nott.

"All petrified!"

Old Nott was stunned, his whole body was stiff, his skin was gray, and he fell straight to the ground.

Theodore didn't even look at him, and walked lightly to the door. Before leaving, he didn't forget to turn back and say to his sister.

"You hurry back to Hogwarts."

Then he went out without looking back, and when he came out, he saw the servants looking at him in horror.

Theodore didn't care, he walked out of the manor directly, summoned the public knights, and prepared to find the chief.

It was snowing at night, and the cold winter was howling.

A few kilometers outside Hogsmeade VillageIn the woods, Shaw disguised himself as "Tom Riddle" and cast the Disillusionment Charm. He had been waiting in the cold wind for two hours.

But the delivery man was late.

Shaw was so angry that he almost went to the door to kill him.

But he thought it was not easy to torture his father in front of Theodore.

Even if Theodore hated his father as much.

So Shaw could only choose another place to meet.

But he didn't expect that old Nott would be so bold that he even dared to release the Dark Lord's pigeon.

At that time, the torture was more justified and at ease.

Half an hour later, at the east end of the woods, the staggering figure of old Nott finally appeared. He looked around in panic.

He called out piously.

"Master, your most loyal servant wants to see you."

Shaw looked weird. Did these Death Eaters get through the lines?

What was even more bizarre was the state of Old Nott at the moment. He was in a very sorry state and his face was extremely pale. He was the patriarch of a pure-blood family after all.

It had been more than a week since I beat him last time. He was still not well?

Shaw did not think much about it and showed up, which scared Old Nott.

Although he was surprised that the Dark Lord had regained his youthful appearance, he was overjoyed when he felt the burning sensation on his arm. He immediately knelt on the ground and shouted enthusiastically.

"Master, Master."

"Shut up! Do you want to summon everyone?"

"Uh~."

Old Nott choked hard, thinking that the invincible master would be afraid of this?

Shaw did not have the time to waste his time talking to the waste and reached out directly.

"Where are the things?"

Old Nott quickly took out a dozen bags containing the traceless extension spell from his arms.

Shaw was slightly stunned. Those pure-bloods were so poor? They didn't even have a storage ring?

But he didn't despise it. With a wave of his magic wand, the bags on the ground floated in front of him.

Grabbing the bags one by one and counting them, Old Nott looked nervous. Even in the cold wind, the cold sweat on his face kept dripping down.

Shaw put all the bags in his pocket with a gloomy face and asked faintly.

"Why are there only half of the materials? Is it because my reputation is not working anymore?"

Old Nott was mentally prepared. He kowtowed like pounding garlic and said with fear and trepidation.

"Master, I can't get all the materials for the time being. Can you forgive me for a few days? I promise to double the materials."

Shaw felt that Old Nott was really crazy. Would he not know whether the materials were gathered or not?

He shook his magic wand.

"Crucia!"

"Ah! Ah! Master, spare me, I know I was wrong."

Old Nott rolled on the ground in pain, raising a bunch of snowflakes. Although he was in agony and begged for mercy, he never said that it was his son's fault.

Even for this half of the materials, he went to Gringotts to get a large sum of money immediately after his daughter Gloria untied the petrification curse for him.

He hurriedly ran from one pureblood to another, using twice the premium gold galleons and a lot of favors to get this little.

Shaw tortured him for a minute, and saw that it was meaningless to see an old man crying and snotting, and there were no monkeys nearby that needed to be shocked.

So he cut off the link of the Cruciatus Curse.

Looking at the old Nott who was about to faint, he thought for a while and ordered.

"Give you a chance to redeem yourself. Find a way to go to Azkaban alone to bring Bella out. If you do it, you will be the second little Barty."