Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The train was running in the highlands of Scotland, and the breeze blew in from the window, bathing Shaw who was reading the potion textbook seriously.

He was cramming at the last minute at this moment.

The textbooks that had to be memorized by rote did not need to be practiced for the time being, and his memory was abnormally good now. Naturally, Shaw, who had experienced the college entrance examination, had no pressure.

Shaw had no choice. He knew Snape's arrogant nature. Given his relationship with Sirius, he would probably get the same treatment as Harry in the potion class.

So in order to be criticized less, he could only talk less and make fewer mistakes.

Suddenly, there was a sound of the door opening, followed by a female voice.

"Sir, have you seen a toad? A man named Neville lost one."

Shaw waved his hand to indicate that he had not seen it, and continued to look at the book attentively, but the next moment he heard the girl's surprised scream.

"Ah, you, you are Shaw, the genius magician, right?"

Then Shaw felt his eyes darken, and saw a hairy blonde girl appear in front of him, almost sticking to his face.

The girl continued enthusiastically.

"Hello Shaw, I am Hermione Granger, your most loyal fan. I have watched every magic show you performed in London. You are so handsome on the stage. By the way, since you are here, it means you are also a little wizard. So, may I ask if your previous magic show was magic..."

Shor was stunned, and looked at Hermione's mouth opening and closing, spitting out words in a magical way.

With this lung capacity and accuracy of pronunciation, it would be a pity not to do crosstalk.

Shor quietly moved his butt to the window, and after Hermione asked a hundred thousand whys, he also handed her a glass of water considerately.

"Thank you for liking my magic show, beautiful and enthusiastic lady. Please calm down first."

Hermione blushed, took the water cup and sat on the seat opposite, and said shyly.

"I, I was indeed rude just now, but I have too many questions to ask you. What are the principles of your magic..."

Shor's head hurt a little, and he quickly waved his hand to stop Hermione from talking.

"Miss Granger, the reason why magic is fascinating is its unknown. After deciphering, it loses its fun."

Hermione tilted her head and thought about it, and thought so, and then took out another deck of cards.

"Okay, I won't explore it. Then can you use my deck of cards to perform a close-up magic, and it would be better if you can sign on it."

Faced with this enthusiastic fan, who was called Hermione, Shaw really couldn't say why he refused.

He reached out to take the cards and played with them in his hand. He found that they were all special cards that he used to perform before. It seems that Hermione is really his true fan.

Hermione watched the playing cards in Shaw's hands open and close like a peacock spreading its tail, and then like a long river falling like a waterfall. These playing cards really seemed to have life in his hands.

She just thought Shaw was so cool that her palms were red from excitement.

When Shaw was performing a few close-up guessing games for Hermione, the carriage was suddenly opened again.

"Hey, the most noble and ancient Black is playing tricks on the mudbloods, everyone come and see."

Shaw paused, and the playing cards seemed to lose control and scattered all over the floor. Hermione turned back and glared at the person who came, and then leaned over to pick up the playing cards with heartache.

Shaw turned back suddenly and saw a buck-toothed boy leading a group of students in Snake College uniforms gathered in the aisle.

Hermione asked in confusion.

"Shor, what does mudblood mean?"

Shaw stood up silently without explaining, looking at the buck-toothed boy and said coldly?

"I advise you to be polite. Leave before I get angry."

The bucktoothed man held his ears and laughed arrogantly.

"Haha, we just came to see what the heir of the Black family looks like. I didn't expect that the oldest pure blood would make friends with Muggle wizards and play tricks to please them. Black is really degenerate. It's simply a shame for pure blood."

Shor stopped Hermione who wanted to go forward to argue. He knew that the performance of these students was actually an extension of the family's will.

[Ding, release the task]

[Conquer Hogwarts (first ring): Become the king of Slytherin (the strong are killed!), progress: 0%. ]

[Task reward (first ring): 1000 first-level faith points. ]

Shor was stunned. He originally just thought that these little brats were annoying and just ignored them, but the system rarely felt that it was useless to say nice things to these people, and issued a series of tasks to motivate him.

Well, then I can only convince people with virtue.

So he said indifferently.

"In the wizarding world, who is a disgrace is determined by the wand, bucktooth, duel."

The bucktoothed boy was stunned, and then he and the group of students behind him laughed wildly.

"Haha, I didn't expect the heir of the Black family to be a fool."

"Who does he think he is? Dumbledore's reincarnation? A freshman who hasn't even entered school yet actually challenged a senior student."

"Tsk tsk, the Black family is indeed in decline, and my father asked me to target him. Now it seems unnecessary. Who cares about an idiot?"

Shor didn't talk nonsense anymore, pulled out his wand and pointed at the group of people outside.

"Are you coming up to die one by one, or a group of people coming up to die, or are you just a bunch of trash who can only talk big?"

The group of people in the Snake Academy were immediately furious.

"Marcus, get out of the way, let me teach this little guy a lesson."

"Haha, quite arrogant."

"......。 "

Hermione pulled Shaw anxiously.

"Shore, don't be impulsive. We haven't taken a spell class yet. We can't be their opponents."

"Just watch."

Shore pulled Hermione back to her seat. Seeing that those people still couldn't reach a conclusion, he decided to take action, so he didn't waste any more words and raised his wand gracefully.

"Flocks of birds!"

Golden light suddenly appeared, and everyone squinted their eyes. Someone shouted with his eyes covered.

"He's attacking by surprise, Marcus, get out of the way. "

The next moment, a group of golden birds appeared out of thin air, transformed into rotating cards, dragged purple and gold tail flames, and swooped down at the group of people blocking the door. The powerful impact blew the group of people far away.

After the cards exploded, everyone was basically taken care of, with curly hair and dusty faces, and some cried out in pain.

Especially Marcus, who was the first to be hit and had already fainted, his arm was broken, not to mention how miserable it was.

"Ah, it hurts!"

"Damn, how can he be so powerful!"

"Everyone stand up and go together. "

Although Shaw's Flock of Birds can cast spells silently and without a wand, it has a greater power with the addition of a wand.

But the power is diluted when attacking a group of people at once, so these people get up again and draw their wands.

Hermione was stunned. She never expected Shaw to be so powerful. He is worthy of being her idol. The little girl's eyes are now full of stars.

Shor walked out of the car calmly, and saw several spells coming.

"Expelliarmus!"

"Petrify all!"

Shor was not panicked. He waved his wand and used the "Curse Counter" technique to pick up two less powerful spells. The brooch on his chest also lit up a shield to block the spells he failed to block.

"Petrify all!"

"Flock of Birds! "

Relying on the alchemical props, Shaw only attacked and did not defend, and knocked down those students below the fifth grade for a while.

However, with the addition of more sixth and seventh grade students, these people also knew the armor spell, and the other side slowly defended the formation.

It was the first actual battle. Shaw was very excited and wanted to shout: Avada eats the big melon.

But in order not to share the two nests with Sirius, he still held back.

The situation suddenly froze, and the two sides fired spells at each other, but they were very measured and did not use highly harmful spells.

A trace of weirdness flashed through Shaw's mind. He did not expect that he could fight against many people alone now. It is conceivable that I know how weak the fighting power of the young wizards in Hogwarts is under Dumbledore's "happy education".

And those senior students are now very upset. A group of them can't even defeat Shaw, a little guy who hasn't entered school yet.

I was amazed at the other party's magical talent, and I regretted why I followed him to make trouble and offended a genius for nothing.

I also felt that I probably couldn't raise my head in Hogwarts in the future, because both ends of the carriage were surrounded by students watching the excitement.

Especially Draco, he pointed at Shaw who was fighting in the middle and shouted.

"That's Shaw, my cousin, haha, he's really awesome."

Harry, who had just fallen in love with him, was also beside him.

"It's really awesome."

Draco raised his chin.

"Harry, I've said it. You have to learn to make friends. If you hang out with some bad people, you will only make yourself look stupid."

The red-haired Ron was furious.

"What did you say, you yellow-haired boy! "

Harry reluctantly separated the two people who were about to fight and quickly said to them.

"Shor seems to be unable to hold on. Should we go over to help?"