Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Malfoy felt very familiar with Shaw's cool appearance.

If the color was not wrong, he would have thought that Dumbledore had come to kill him.

The key is that there is an unclear dark lord at home, and he felt guilty for no reason.

Malfoy quickly shook off the random thoughts in his mind and bowed slightly.

"Hello, Mr. Black."

"Yeah."

Shaw nodded slightly. In fact, he wanted to twist his body to relieve the dizziness in his head.

Ziying's apparition was too rough. The teleportation was not comfortable at all. And if it weren't for his high affinity with lightning, someone else would probably be electrocuted.

Shaw didn't wait for Lucius to say anything else, and walked towards the manor. He really didn't want the other party to see his embarrassment. The master's personality must not collapse.

Lucius was stunned, and seeing Shaw's familiar look, he couldn't help but sigh.

Then he followed Shaw to the attic of the other courtyard.

Bathed in the moonlit night, Shaw strolled along the way, looking around casually.

The Malfoy family is indeed a family that enjoys enjoyment. The last time I came here in winter, it was still snow-white and I couldn't see anything.

Now that it's early summer, even in the night, you can see the colorful forest garden, each of which is unique.

Well, no wonder it is always targeted by the Dark Lord as its headquarters.

Without Lucius leading the way, with the guidance of the soul shackles, Shaw came to the white attic and climbed up the stairs directly.

The attic study is simple and clean, and various magic books collected are neatly placed on the circular bookcase.

There is no dark element in the decoration of the house, but the style is elegant.

The bright moonlight outside the window shines through the thin gauze curtain on Tom who is reading at the desk, and the moonlight smudges his black hair and star pattern robe.

It seems to have coated Tom with a layer of divine light.

When Shaw came in, he saw the other party like this, ... "My Lords, six families have been selected for the seats of the Hogwarts board of directors. The remaining six are Longbottom, Burns, Shafik, Ollivander and Fry, and the other is the Rowe family who has immigrated to the United States.

The first four families have close relations with Dumbledore, and there is no way to deal with them for the time being.

The Frye family is a very low-key family. I thought he had a good relationship with Mr. Black, so I contacted old Frye several times, but the result was not smooth.

As for the immigrated Rowe family, I have sent someone to discuss it."

Shor was determined to get the seat of the board of directors. After listening to Lucius's report, he began to calculate in his mind.

Olivander was able to maintain a wand supply relationship with Hogwarts for hundreds of years, not only relying on superb wand-making skills.

He is not the only superb wand-maker.

Being a board member is also a major factor in the eventual monopoly of the wand industry in the UK.

Every year, other families have to donate money to Hogwarts, but Ollivander uses a discount on wands, which is very smart.

It is estimated that if you want to get a seat on the board of directors from Ollivander, who is still suspected to be the old bee's eyes and ears, you have to spend a lot of money and effort.

The Longbottom family, the Auror family, is really Dumbledore's direct line, and Neville's grandmother is also a very irritable old lady who is difficult to deal with.

This is also one of the reasons why Shaw accepted Neville under his command. After seeing whether the lottery can draw a method to cure soul disorder in the future, he can only start from this aspect.

Burns and Shafik, the British Ministry of Magic Law Enforcement Department has been controlled by these two families for many years. Their fair attitude is also recognized by others and is also difficult to bite.

The Rawl family who immigrated to the United States is not very clear about the details, so this can only be left to Lucius.

As for old Fly.

Shaw frowned slightly, it seems that he has to visit this low-key and shrewd old man when he has time.

After thinking it over in his mind, Shaw did not express his opinion and waved his hand to signal Lucius to continue reporting other things.

Lucius looked at the Dark Lord, and Tom nodded slightly, still not speaking.

Lucius felt that the atmosphere in the room was always a little weird, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Two Dark Lords, so mysterious.

He exhaled and continued to report on the integration of the Death Eater family industries.

"The industry statistics reported by each family involve all aspects of the British wizarding economy, accounting for about 45%, but it is too fragmented.

There are dragon farms and plantations established at home and abroad, and other sources of materials, there are shops of all sizes distributed in wizard gathering places, and there are potion and alchemy workshops..."

Shor did not have time to listen to these, and waved his hand.

"No need to say."

Then he took out a stack of drawings from the ring and handed it to Lucius.

"This is a sample drawing called machine tools and assembly lines, which has the general principles of production and operation. You can find alchemists and potionists to work together to make a magic version."

Lucius took the information, opened it and looked at it. He seemed to understand the drawings, but he looked at the operating principles.

As smart as he is, he naturally sees the power of it.

But Lucius still hesitated.

"Now everyone is intimidated by the master's power, so they reluctantly hand over the industry to me for unified management. If the production method is to be changed, it may cause dissatisfaction and backlash."

Before Shaw said anything, Tom, who had been reading a book, suddenly spoke in a cold tone without a trace of warmth.

"Rebels, die."

Lucius couldn't help but shudder.

Shaw smiled and said to comfort him.

"Not really. When there are samples of alchemical machine tools, those people will know what capacity explosion means and naturally know how to choose. Alas, these are all left over from the Muggles hundreds of years ago. I don't know what you guys think."

Lucius was speechless, singing the same tune.

But after thinking about it, if the alchemical machine tools and assembly line operations can really increase production capacity several times, those profit-seeking guys will definitely have no objection.

But...

Lucius wiped the cold sweat again and tried.

"My Lords, how will the profits be distributed in the future? After all, our families also need to support their families."

Shor stopped Tom from threatening again. Although this guy was rational, he still believed in power above all else.

He turned his head and spoke to Lucius warmly.

"According to the industry valuations submitted by those families now, we will set up a joint chamber of commerce at that time. According to the initial investment, the shares will be calculated. The Dark Lord and I will account for 70%. Is there any problem?"

Shor's proposal sounded very overbearing at first, but Lucius quickly calculated in his mind. If the production capacity is as expected, they, the pure bloods, will still be very profitable.

After breathing a sigh of relief, he nodded and said in an admiring tone.

"Mr. Black is wise."

Suddenly, he felt his body cold, as if he was stared at by a venomous snake. His scalp tightened and he quickly continued.

"The master is mighty and domineering."