Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

After Lucius went down with a cold sweat on his forehead.

Shaw then walked to the desk and flipped through the magic books on it casually.

"Although the addresses of those antiques are in the care of the Fry family, you should also ask someone to check. We must get rid of these conservative guys as soon as possible."

Tom still lowered his head and read the book seriously, and nodded imperceptibly.

Shaw was really speechless when he saw this. It had been so long, but he could only continue to ask helplessly.

"Is there any clue about the curse?"

Tom finally withdrew his eyes from the book and looked up at Shaw, with no clues in his expression.

This time he did not take out his wand to write in the air, but wrote in the air silently without a wand.

Rows of fireworks letters appeared between the two of them.

"Voldemort's curse is very deep, as can be seen from his curse on the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. I can't do anything with the ring for now. I suggest using someone to die with him. It's not safe to leave the ring in the old house of Gaunt."

Shor saw Tom's operation and exclaimed that it was amazing. He actually invented a spell to facilitate typing and chatting.

If this guy were replaced in 20 years, he would probably be poisoned by his mobile phone.

But who can understand the reverse word? Shore was defeated by Tom's operation and could only move forward.

But when he looked at the subtitles in the air, he struggled a little.

It's not that he couldn't bear to find a scapegoat, there were a lot of people who deserved to die.

But he was struggling whether to use the Horcrux ring as a means to harm Dumbledore.

After all, there is no eternal friend, and he is destined to be a different person from Dumbledore in the future.

Since there is a way to kill the opponent, why not use it?

But then he thought that the old bee was not a bad person. If he really killed him, he would feel guilty for the rest of his life.

Moreover, Grindelwald was such a good fan to him, very easy to talk to, and gave him high-end resources for free.

Pets, spells, teachings and more invisible care.

Even if it was a piece of ice, it would be warmed up. Shaw was not really a heartless person. He really couldn't bear to kill the love of his life who was both a teacher and a friend.

He also vowed to let the two of them reunite in the tower.

Finally, Shaw considered that even if the ring Horcrux was not used to harm the old bee, it would have other uses, so he ordered.

"You continue to study it. The ring may be used as a trick to eliminate a powerful enemy. Don't rush to remove it. Just send someone to keep an eye on it."

Tom's eyes flickered. He didn't care whether it was a Horcrux or not. The key point was that the ring itself meant a lot to him. It was a family heirloom of the Gaunt family, and he was really afraid of losing it.

But he didn't know how to convince Shaw.

Shaw felt Tom's deeply hidden emotions through the soul shackles, and took out a pendant with a smile.

This pendant box is the real one, which Shaw had finally gotten back from Dumbledore.

Shaw handed the pendant box to Tom, who was already staring at it.

"This is the Slytherin locket, you should be very familiar with it, and it is also your mother's relic, and now it has been returned to its original owner."

Tom's body trembled slightly, and a complex look appeared in his gloomy eyes. He stretched out his pale hand to take the locket box and gently stroked it.

Shaw sighed at this, turned around and walked out of the room. Before leaving, he heard a "thank you" from behind.

Shaw paused, waved back and continued to walk out.

All the way to the outside of the manor, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and suddenly felt a little lonely.

"Parting is the most painful thing in the world, the bright moon alone shines on the past and present."

After making up a random sentimental remark, Shaw called out.

"Purple Shadow!"

After Purple Shadow arrived at Malfoy's house, she began to have fun.

She teased the peacocks, ate delicious food, picked wild flowers that she didn't like, chased and pecked at Dobby who was sneaking around, and was so free and easy.

After hearing Shaw's call, she gave up pecking and electrocuting the elf who was sneaking outside the attic just now, and appeared on Shaw's shoulder in a flash.

Shaw reached out and touched Purple Shadow, smoothed its slightly messy tail feathers, and smiled.

"It's late, let's go home, don't move, I'll do it this time!"

Amid Purple Shadow's dissatisfied grumble, Shaw Apparated with it and left Malfoy Manor.

Not long after Shaw left, Tom didn't know what was wrong with him, and took Lucius to Knockturn Alley to find trouble with Borgin and Burke.

Because of the cunning Borgin and Burke, when Merope Gaunt was about to give birth to Tom, and it was also the most difficult time, she sold the precious Slytherin locket to Borgin and Burke.

Purchase price, ten Galleons.

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At the Black old house, after Shaw came back, he went to the second floor to chat with his great-grandfather for a while, but he didn't find out what Dumbledore went to do in the evening.

The great-grandfather only said that Dumbledore didn't come back at night.

Seeing this, Shaw did not continue to explore. He had a midnight snack, washed up and went to sleep.

Tomorrow, a wonderful two-month vacation begins.

Dumbledore, who Shaw had just missed, dealt with the trouble caused by Harry and Ron and sent them to St. Mungo's.

Then he asked Fox to send him to Nurmengard.

The old bee pushed open the door of Grindelwald's office with a serious face, and saw Gellert and Vita in the room looking at him.

He didn't misunderstand anything, but his blue eyes narrowed.

What was Vita reporting to Gellert just now?

He only saw a few words about British wizards on the information that Vita quickly put away.

Dumbledore's temples throbbed a few times.

Grindelwald, sitting on the office chair, waved his hand and asked Vita to go down first.

He spoke after Vita went down.

"Albus, you didn't tell me you were coming. I haven't replaced the desserts yet. You can just make do with some."

Dumbledore walked up to the desk and said seriously.

"Gellert, you promised!"

Grindelwald touched his nose and coughed.

"You misunderstood. I really didn't assign them any tasks. I swear to Merlin."

Dumbledore didn't believe it at all and continued to look at Grindelwald.

Grindelwald didn't have the majestic and solemn momentum he had just in front of Vita, and said a little embarrassedly.

"Okay, okay, don't look at me like that. The situation in Britain has been so strange recently. Am I not worried about you? So I learned more about it to see if I can help you."

Dumbledore sighed. He wanted to hear the truth from Gellert in his next life.

But this was not the purpose of his coming today. He didn't care about pursuing it now, so he just skipped over what happened just now and asked.

"Gellert, tell me what you saw in the prophecy. This is very important to me!"

Grindelwald is also a master of changing his face. He just looked guilty, but now he immediately changed to an unreasonable and rigid expression.

"Oh? Albus, I'm very sorry. The more people know about the prophecy, the less accurate it is. I'm sorry I can't tell you the details. I can only say that the result is much better than before."

Dumbledore didn't give up and continued to attack from the side.

"It's Shaw, right? You know him? Right? He is the new son of prophecy, the lever of fate, right?"

Although Grindelwald was shocked, he remained calm.

"Albus, you won't get the answer if you guess like this. How about this, if you..."

Dumbledore turned around and left without waiting for Grindelwald to finish his if.

They are all foxes who have been around for a hundred years. He has already got the answer.