Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

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Faced with Shaw's sudden and uncivilized insult, Tom only had a question mark appear on the page after a long while.

He didn't dare to respond at all.

Now the situation between the two is like fighting a wolf with a stick - being cautious on both sides.

Shaw's mouth hooked lightly, as long as there is a response, he didn't talk about leisurely and elegant things, and still said directly.

"Tom, I heard that you are a genius, and you are considered the best student in Hogwarts after Dumbledore in the past hundred years. Ha, does it mean that you are not as good as Dumbledore?"

Shor's heart-piercing words are very accurate.

The notebook trembled immediately, black light flashed, and words quickly appeared on the words, and the pen strokes were sonorous.

"You are talking nonsense! I am more talented than Dumbledore, that ruthless and pedantic person. I will only be greater and more powerful than him! Sooner or later, I will let him know that he is wrong."

If it comes to other things, Tom may still be able to remain calm.

But when it comes to Dumbledore, the cabinet burner who forced him to bow his head, taught him that magic is both powerful and powerful, brought him into the magic world but was always suspected and guarded by the other party.

Tom's reaction was very big and excited.

When he was young, Tom also had complicated feelings about the old bee.

Gratitude? Hate? Resentment? Resentment?

Tom hated his surname and his lowly father, and perhaps he once had the idea of ​​the powerful and noble Dumbledore replacing the father's position in his heart.

But his observation ability was very sharp. He had long seen the ruthlessness under Dumbledore's love, and learned a lot from it.

That is, everything is fake, only strength is real!

Seeing Tom's movements, he was more excited than he expected. The other party's brain block seemed to have failed, and the overflowing resentment was constantly captured by Shaw's mind.

Seeing this, Shaw immediately struck while the iron was hot and continued to play the role of the madman.

"Why are you so excited? In my eyes, your and Dumbledore's talents are rubbish."

Tom: !!! !!! I have never seen such a shameless and arrogant person like you!

Tom: Don't think that you can control my life and death, so you can arbitrarily criticize my unprecedented talent!

Tom: Although Dumbledore is shameless, I am the only one who is qualified to question his talent!

Well, if outsiders see the arrogant conversation between these two people, it is probably like watching two children arguing about the sun.

Shor's eyes twitched. Why did the other party have a sense of déjà vu of "I am the only one who can beat my father, why don't you try?"

It seems that the entanglement between Tom and Dumbledore is much deeper than imagined.

"I am arrogant? What a joke!"

"Tom, it's not that I look down on you, just your superficial little thoughts and talents, compared with me, can only be regarded as trolls!"

Tom: You, you, haha, haha, compared with your boastful talent, I am really nothing, huh? Humph, are you trying to irritate me?

Shaw narrowed his eyes. He didn't expect the other party to recover so quickly.

"Irritate you? How can an ant in the palm of your hand be qualified?"

Tom: ....

Shaw imitated Draco, raised his head slightly, and said in a proud tone.

"If we compare strength alone, you can't beat me. I'm only twelve years old, and I've already touched the threshold of legend. And I just killed Voldemort after your main soul was resurrected a few days ago."

Shaw said, took out the spell, and waved it with all his strength.

Suddenly, purple light shone in the dormitory, and a long lightning halberd of ten feet long slowly formed. Countless arcs of electricity jumped on the halberd. The halberd had an ancient shape, as if it could pierce the void.

Countless lightning elements in the air formed small vortices and quickly merged into the halberd. This is the iconic state of touching the legend.

Just this scene scared Tom, who could see the outside.

The notebook trembled again, and words appeared quickly.

Tom: Impossible, absolutely impossible. With my extraordinary magical talent, I only reached the level of a top Auror at the age of 17, and only reached the threshold of legend at the age of 28. Which great wizard is pretending to be you?

Shaw was stunned for a moment, waved his hand to remove the lightning halberd, and then said with a piercing tone.

"I've already said that I don't need to do that to an ant in my hand."

Tom: ... .

Shaw smiled contemptuously.

"Hmph, let's not compare talents now, let's talk about your achievements in school. I heard that you were the nominal student union president? And you got a special contribution award by framing Hagrid? And you secretly set up a knight order? Ha, what rubbish!"

"And I, when I first entered Hogwarts, I defeated Slytherin with my strength and became the head. It took me less than half a year to unify the four major colleges. All young wizards have to follow my rules.

You set up a knight order and you have to organize it carefully in secret, but I also set up a magic throne, but I can run it "openly", I have countless confidants, and I can choose from the outstanding students of the four major colleges!

You areI begged and pleaded for a position as a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, but I easily became the deputy headmaster of Gryffindor.

This is a question of wisdom, you are so bad! "

Tom: Nonsense again, how can you possibly conquer Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, and do you think Dumbledore is dead?

Shaw smiled.

"This is the difference between vision and wisdom, you are too weak.

Let's talk about connections.

Grindelwald, you know, my fans and pen pals, his witch party, you know, are also mine.

Now half of Europe is under my control, unlike you and your main body, who are like village bullies, and have been tossing around in the UK, and have not been able to conquer a high school for more than ten years!

It's so short-sighted! Weak! "

Tom felt like he was being stepped on by Shore's extreme Versailles. His soul was a little bit dissipated and his notebook was suddenly filled with black air.

But the proud Tom still didn't want to believe that he was inferior to others.

Tom: Haha, you liar! I don't believe it unless you prove it to me!

Shore shook his head and threw the carefully selected newspapers, school management materials and some correspondence from Grindelwald on the table next to the diary.

"These are the evidence. Do you still need me to take you out for a walk? Tom, as proud as you are, do you also want to pretend to be asleep? "

A divine thought came from the diary, sweeping over the information, and then it retracted and became silent.

But slowly, the diary began to tremble, the pages jumped, and then flipped randomly, showing Tom's excitement at the moment.

Shor naturally had a place to steal chickens, but what kind of martial ethics should he have for his enemies?

Although Voldemort looked crazy, due to his background, he yearned for some spirits similar to knights and nobles, and he really had martial ethics, such as fighting Harry single-handedly every time.

So at this moment, Tom did not mean to ask Shor to prove further, thinking that Shor's strength and real control over his life and death, there was really no need to lie to him.

So Tom began to doubt himself, and his faith was still collapsing.

Shor saw that the cover of the notebook was cracking, and knew that the time had come, so he quickly put on a mask.

Then he opened the customized psychedelic potion and poured the green liquid on the open pages of the diary.

And Shor, at the same time, launched Legilimency with all his strength, and successfully entered Tom's memory with his mental defense open.