Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Shaw was stunned because the contrast between the poster and the real person was too strong.

Lockhart, who was sitting in the main hall of the bookstore signing autographs, was not so exaggerated in his clothes. Instead, he was dressed in a light blue outfit with a sense of elegance, and his every move was as elegant as a real noble.

The Lockhart who occasionally winked at passers-by in the poster was Shaw's stereotype of this person.

"Could it be that I was judging people through the cracks in the door again?"

Shaw doubted himself.

A rich lady like Alice was more immune to people like Lockhart, so she didn't pay much attention to him in the past.

She frowned as she looked at the crowds of people.

"Why don't we wait until tomorrow to let the elves come to buy books."

Shaw pondered for a while, thinking about the troubles in the new semester, whether this Lockhart who gave him a different feeling would get in the way.

Hearing Alice's suggestion, he shook his head.

"I have to test this guy."

As he said this, he mobilized his magic power to form a barrier around him, and walked into the bookstore.

The crowd was automatically pushed aside, and those with bad tempers wanted to curse, but when they saw that it was Shor Black, they all shut up.

Although Shor's reputation was not known to everyone, these female wizards who paid attention to gossip still learned about Shor's deeds and photos through various channels,

In addition, the various outrageous word-of-mouth spread by the little wizards who went to Hogwarts.

Shor's image was that of a little wizard with powerful means, strict rules, and bad temper.

As for the legend, the adults could tell whether it was a rumor or not, and of course there were people who really believed it, such as the Luna family.

Her family's "The Quibbler" described in various ways how Shor turned into a vampire bat at night and went to hunt in various dormitories.

Shor showed a polite and apologetic smile to the people on both sides, and squeezed directly to the front.

Looking at Lockhart who was already looking at him, Lockhart smiled gently, and there was no sign of anything unusual.

"You are Shaw, the little hero who defeated the Dark Lord. You haven't bought the books yet, right? So, this is my complete set of books for my collectors. It's just a small gift for me to thank you for your contribution to the magic world."

Before Shaw could speak to test him, his eyes froze in the next moment.

Lockhart, who was sitting on a luxurious chair, just raised his hand slightly, and a pile of fine books on the bookshelf beside him automatically flew over and floated in front of him.

Silent and wandless floating spell!

Shaw's face changed for a moment, and he recovered immediately. After thinking about it, he didn't refuse. He reached out and hugged a pile of books and said politely.

"Thank you."

Lockhart said with a spring breeze.

"I hope you like it. It happens to be useful to you. By the way, after the new semester, I will go to Hogwarts to serve as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. I hope I can be liked by you naughty little wizards."

This statement immediately caused a commotion, and those female fans looked at Lockhart with more admiration.

I also made up my mind why today's idol is different. After all, to be a teacher, it is indeed necessary to be more stable and elegant.

But such an idol is more perfect! I love it more!

Shaw felt the people behind him were ready to move, and all kinds of tentative words flashed through his mind.

In the end, he shook his head and gave up. The occasion was not right, and he always felt that Lockhart's eyes looked at him, which was weird but not uncomfortable.

He quickly bowed politely and then left.

Alice saw Shaw's absent-minded look after he came out, and spoke with concern.

"Chief, is there any problem with this new professor? Do you need me to check?"

Shor looked puzzled and looked back at Lockhart. The other party seemed to be able to feel his gaze and looked up at Shaw.

The warm gaze quickly defeated Shaw.

He looked away and nodded to Alice.

"Check! This Lockhart is not simple."

Shor always felt that something bad would be waiting for him after the new semester started.

Then the two of them strolled around the street casually. The noble temperament and super high appearance of a man and a woman really attracted the attention of passers-by.

After buying a bunch of school supplies, they sat down under the parasol of the Fortisco Ice Cream Shop and ordered two pudding ice creams from the boss, Filoline, ready to eat while waiting for the two companions who were having fun.

Alice watched the boss make ice cream and whispered to Shaw.

"Chief, don't be fooled by the fact that the owner of this shop is a simple and honest uncle. His ancestors were really glorious. They had the principal of Hogwarts and the Minister of Magic."

Shor recalled it immediately after hearing this.

Fortisco seemed to be the descendant of the three brothers who originally possessed the Deathly Hallows.

This ice cream owner was later killed by Voldemort who was looking for the Elder Wand.

But it is estimated that this is no longer the case. He also knowsKnowing the whereabouts of the three Deathly Hallows, he didn't want to delve into the past of the Fortisco family.

Alice saw that Shaw was not interested, so she didn't say much.

After the boss brought the pudding ice cream, the two of them ate it with a spoon, looking at the noisy Diagon Alley.

Shaw suddenly saw a familiar figure, and walked towards Knockturn Alley.

"Huh? Snape?"

Then he was relieved again. It was normal for Snape to visit Knockturn Alley.

After all, many potion materials in the potion office are contraband, and the potions made by Snape are not all legitimate potions. It is really difficult to purchase and ship without going to Knockturn Alley.

And this guy has a good reputation in the circle of dark wizards.

Shaw smiled and wondered if he could reach some business cooperation with the other party.

It was not until the sun was about to set that Draco and Harry, who were having fun, came to him.

Neither of them was short of money, so they were carrying large and small bags, as well as some messy food.

Harry wanted to say that Draco really bought seven latest brooms for Slytherin, and wanted to ask Shaw if this was not good, but Draco covered his mouth.

Alice stepped forward and put the two people's belongings into a traceless stretch pocket.

The four of them returned to the door of the Leaky Cauldron and got on the luxury car that had been waiting.

In order to make Harry's life better in the future, acting must be done in full.

In the car, Harry suddenly asked the "all-knowing" Shaw in confusion.

"Chief, I just met the enthusiastic Mrs. Weasley. She said that my family and her family are old friends, and asked me to go to the house when I have time."

Shaw was slightly stunned, but did not hide it.

"Your father, James Potter, does have a good relationship with the Weasley family. This is why Ron thought you were his natural friend at the beginning."

Draco said disdainfully.

"That poverty, ahem, Harry, there's really no need to care about it. It's a matter of generations. Don't you have a good friend like me now? By the way, Percy is the only good Weasley family. If you really want to make friends with his family, then just make friends with Percy."

Harry hesitated, not knowing whether to nod or not. He still valued his father's friends.

Shor saw this and sighed.

"Harry, in fact, logically, my relationship with you is closer."