Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

August 10th.

The three-story western-style house of the Fry family is located between green mountains and clear waters.

The early morning light has just shone into the bright and clean western-style house.

Alice got up early, and then began to clean the house inside and out, and carefully put on a beautiful makeup.

Old Fry watched his granddaughter busying around, just looking at her kindly.

In his heart, he was thinking about Shaw's active visit in a while.

At ten o'clock, a well-dressed house elf teleported and reported gracefully.

"Master, the distinguished guest is waiting at the door."

Alice, who was wearing several sets of earrings, heard it and immediately speeded up her hands and put on a pair of purple gilded earrings.

She stood up and prepared to go to the door, but immediately stopped and looked down to see if her elegant purple dress was appropriate.

"You look the most beautiful today. Go quickly. Don't let the little guy wait outside."

Fley urged cheerfully.

Alice knew that her grandfather had misunderstood again, and she was too lazy to explain. She hurried to the door of the house.

Then she saw Shaw in a black tuxedo, looking at the beautiful scenery around.

Today, the small building of the Fley family did not open the hidden protective magic, so Shaw could see this exquisite small western-style building.

"Chief, you are here, please come in."

Shor glanced at Alice, who was dressed very beautifully and noble, and praised with a smile.

"You are really beautiful today."

Alice was very generous.

"Thank you."

The two of them were also very familiar with each other, and there was no more courtesy.

Under the guidance of Alice, they climbed the stairs to the small building.

Shaw looked at the elegant and fresh home decoration of the Fley family. The overall style was simple but not simple.

It can be said that he understood what low-key luxury and connotation meant.

This place is not as magnificent as Malfoy's, nor as simple and noble as his own home.

Instead, the real heritage is reflected in some small details.

With Shaw's current eyes, he can also see that some seemingly ordinary decorations are carefully designed and have a certain age.

All the way to the elegant living room, the energetic old Fly has stood up, his black dress is slim and decent, and his hair is combed meticulously.

When he saw Shaw, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Last time when I first met him in the principal's office, although this little guy was tough and calm, it can be seen that he was a little bit forced.

But this time, when I saw him again, this little guy was really calm and composed, and his demeanor was even better than before.

Old Fly's mind turned quickly, and he smiled and stepped forward to greet him.

"Welcome Mr. Black to the Fly family."

Shor was also looking at Old Fly, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking for a while.

"Hello, Mr. Foley."

The two shook hands politely and sat down on the sofa.

Alice happily served tea.

"I heard that the current atmosphere of Hogwarts is almost catching up with Beauxbatons."

"Not bad, the students are indeed more decent."

"That's good. Times are different now. Wizards always look sloppy and unsightly."

"Maybe everyone is too casual."

"......."

Shor and old Foley chatted about family matters and campus fun.

It seemed that they didn't get straight to the point, and didn't make any witty remarks.

It seemed like it was really an ordinary visit and reception.

But they both guessed a lot of information from each other's attitude towards some daily life in the magic world.

The two chatted for an hour, and Alice, who was serving tea, got up and went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.

Then, the old and the young suddenly stopped talking.

The atmosphere became a little mysterious and dull.

Shaw calmed down for a while, and sighed in his heart. He didn't have time to waste with a boring old man.

He took a sip of tea and spoke directly.

"Mr. Foley, I don't know how to get the school director seat from you."

Foley picked up the small teapot and refilled Shaw's teacup, then said calmly.

"Sure enough, Lucius is your man."

Seeing that Shaw did not deny or confirm, Foley smiled and said.

"A school director seat is actually not profitable, but it is a symbol of social status. This seat has been passed down in the Foley family for hundreds of years. If there is no need, I have no reason to take action."

Shaw narrowed his eyes. This situation was still within his expectations, and he answered the question irrelevantly.

"I heard from Alice that you are willing to help me get Grindelwald's witch party legacy, and you will surely support me with all your strength. Suppose, if I can occupy a seat on the board of directors, influence the appointment of the principal, and even expel Dumbledore from Hogwarts, can Grindelwald look at me with a higher regard?"

Old Fry's expression did not change at all, and he nodded in appreciation.

"Not a bad idea, it is quite in line withAs expected, let's put it this way. If you can get a seat from the other eleven families, I will naturally not be a mean person. "

Shor did not expect this old man to be so difficult. He agreed with his mouth, but it was the same as if he had not said anything.

Old Fly saw the dissatisfaction in Shaw's eyes.

"Don't be impatient. In fact, I am doing this for your own good."

Shor was so angry that he raised his hand to signal.

"Please give me some advice, old sir."

Old Fly shook the cup in his hand, and the tea began to spill, splashing all over the table.

"You see, the action is too intense and too rough, and the final gain is probably not much."

Then he slowly pushed the teacup that Alice had left undrunk to Shaw.

The tea did not spill a bit.

"You see, be patient and careful, and others' things will become yours quietly in the end. "

Shor stared at the two teacups of different appearances.

Speechless, why do old guys like to use objects to illustrate things?

The most superficial meaning of the metaphor used by old Fly just now is easy to understand.

It seems that the commotion he has made recently is very big. It seems safe and he has not been exposed, but it is definitely noticed by someone with ulterior motives.

And old Fly must know something!

But Shaw thinks that old Fly's demonstration just now has a deeper meaning.

All this tea belongs to Fly's family!

Do you want it? Old Fly will agree to give it to you only if he is happy.

Shor's heart flashed with annoyance, but his expression remained unchanged, and he smiled.

"Mr. Fly is very wise, and I admire him deeply. "

Frye smiled more kindly when he saw that Shaw was so sensible and listened to his advice.

"You are only in the second grade now, there is really no need to rush. The world is big and the water is deep. Before you become a giant, it is better to hide at the bottom of the pool. It is good for you to train new people on campus. I will help you plan the affairs of the pure blood and the witch party outside. Don't worry."

The first half of the sentence, as the old saying goes, means a dragon in the abyss.

The second half of the sentence means that Frye is Shaw's benefactor.

Shore knows that when dealing with these old guys with deep minds, before they can't tear their faces apart, they should be sincere to paralyze the other party.

"Let Mr. Fry worry. "

After that, Shaw did not test him any more, and he and Old Fly just chatted normally until Alice came to call them to eat.

The food was the Chinese cooking skills that the Fly elves learned from the Hogwarts elves, and of course the copper spoon was instructed by Shaw.

The atmosphere of the lunch was harmonious, and the dishes were all what Shaw liked.

This made Old Fly tease his granddaughter Mu Shaoai from time to time, which made Alice very embarrassed.

Shor did not say anything, but just ate lunch elegantly.

After lunch, Shaw took Alice to say goodbye to Old Fly.

The new semester is about to start, and they have to go to Diagon Alley to buy school supplies today, and they will pick up Draco and Theodore later.

When Shaw came out, he asked Alice a question before taking Alice to Apparate.

"Does the Fly family have any subordinate forces? How did you find someone to do things and follow them before?"