Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Lockhart was dressed in black with purple stripes, and he was indeed very handsome, if he didn't smile so exaggeratedly.

He just stood up with a faint smile, and his elegant temperament was just right, and raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

This man is indeed a person with his own traffic. Those little witches were very obedient and immediately quieted down, waiting for their idol to speak.

Lockhart bowed slightly.

"My name is Gilderoy Lockhart. No matter what kind of glorious identity I had in the past, it doesn't matter. Now I am just a new professor with insufficient teaching experience. Welcome to make suggestions and let us all make progress together. Thank you."

Lockhart sat back in his seat after a very humble and brief speech.

This humble and handsome professor is naturally liked by people. In addition to those little witches, more people gave applause.

Dumbledore narrowed his eyes slightly. How could he not know what kind of person he invited?

However, every year, there will be some problems with the Defense Against Dark Magic professor, which is reasonable. He is used to it.

That's why he reopened the fourth floor copy, wanting to continue the unfinished plan from last year, and also to test this new professor.

Dumbledore announced with a slap on his hand.

"Okay, I guess everyone's little stomachs are hungry, let's have a feast!"

A variety of sumptuous delicacies immediately appeared on the four long tables. The little wizards were indeed hungry. There was no ban today, and they all ate happily.

But Shaw was eating absent-mindedly at this moment.

Lockhart's performance was expected.

Instead, Dumbledore still didn't give up and set the fourth floor as a restricted area again. What the hell?

Or is it using the Philosopher's Stone as bait?

Shaw pondered.

Last year, he resisted the urge to make an idea, after all, that thing is not particularly tempting to Shaw now.

For Shaw who has a system, immortality is probably a natural thing.

Turning stones into gold, Shaw is not short of money, and having more money is not necessarily all good.

However, he now has the legendary alchemy book "Book of Abraham".

Although he is still asking people to find ancient text books and learning some ancient Hebrew.

Shaw is not studying this book to make the Philosopher's Stone, but he values ​​those legendary alchemy.

If there is a ready-made Philosopher's Stone, will it be more effective to study alchemy in the future?

Hmm? Did the old bee realize that he is very interested in alchemy?

Is this forbidden area on the fourth floor meant to seduce others, such as Voldemort who may return again?

Or is it to seduce himself?

Shaw thought for a while and decided to stay put for the time being.

The dinner was spent in laughter and whirlwind.

Then it was the annual awkward singing of the school song.

The twins were still the best, and the two guys got a drum set from somewhere.

What was even more crooked was a random accompaniment and loud singing.

"Oh, oh! Buried in the golden red robe!

Ah, ah! The griffin's hot dream surges.

If you ask me, beyond the end of the wasteland!..."

Well, the twins successfully turned the hall into a disco.

Many young wizards knew that today was also the last carnival of the year, and they were very supportive, howling like ghosts and wolves.

Shor watched with interest, this is childhood.

After everyone had enough fun, he led the little snakes who were still a little excited to the dungeon.

As a result, as soon as he left the hall, he was stopped by a Gryffindor freshman who was chasing him from behind.

The other party raised the magic camera in his hand without saying a word and took a lot of photos.

Shor's expression was slightly gloomy.

Before he could speak, Theodore, who had already "grown up", stepped forward, stretched out his hand and accurately grabbed the freshman's collar, and slid him into the corner like a chicken.

After that, there was nothing else except the squeaking sound.

Theodore left quickly and came back quickly. He joined the team calmly.

The new little snakes looked at Theodore with curiosity and admiration.

Shaw didn't say much. The guy just now was probably Harry's fan, the photo-taking Colin Cleves.

In the original book, Harry had a good temper, but he was annoyed by being photographed.

I didn't expect Colin to be so bold that he also came to photograph me. I hope he will learn a lesson this time.

Shaw didn't pay much attention and continued to lead the way to the dungeon.

But as if God had done it on purpose, he was stopped again before he took a few steps.

Shaw saw that it was Cedric and his badger friends, and sighed in his heart.

He waved to Alice to take them back to the lounge.

Then he asked the little jars knowingly.

"Cedric, what do you want to do with me?"

Cedric was a little embarrassed. He looked at his friends and rubbed his hands.

"That, first,Chief, when will the thousand-year-old snake you promised last year be available? "

Shor knew not to make empty promises to honest people, or they would take it seriously.

But the basilisk was an important prop for him to cause trouble this year, and he really couldn't kill it for the time being.

So he could only comfort him.

"Don't worry, there will be one, ahem, the snake is still being caught. "

The badgers were obviously disappointed.

Shor thought about it, and he couldn't keep making empty promises to people.

"The snake is still being caught, do you eat spiders? The eight-eyed giant spider as big as a carriage has very tender meat, which is a great material for hot pot. "

Sure enough, when it comes to eating, the badgers have always accepted everything.

"Eight-eyed spider, this is a five-star dangerous magical creature that cannot be tamed. Although it is not as strong as a dragon, this creature appears in groups. Chief, can you really get it?"

"I heard that there are some in the Forbidden Forest, but no one dares to hunt them. "

"Wow, spider meat, I haven't tried it, it must be delicious, gulp, slurp."

The badgers kept wiping their saliva while talking, and Cedric was even better at catching key words.

"Chief, what is the hot pot you are talking about?"

Shor was relieved to see the badgers' reaction.

"Since you are interested, I will get some Acromanthus meat soon. As for the hot pot, well, it is a dish that you will never get tired of. You will like it. "

After repeated assurances, Shaw finally got away.

He was thinking about going to the Forbidden Forest tomorrow to fulfill his promise.

As for the basilisk, Shaw still had to prepare before he could start harvesting faith points this year.

In fact, Shaw didn't care much about the first and second level faith points in the school. His goal was to get the third level faith points.

Back in the Slytherin common room, the invisible prefect of the first grade had been selected.

It turned out to be a beautiful and weak little witch from the Greengrass family, named Astoria.

Well, that Draco's future wife, Scorpius's mother.

In the original book, this little witch would not enter school tomorrow. ?

She has an older sister who is in the same grade as Shaw, named Daphne, a little witch who believes that pure blood is supreme but not so extreme.

Although she has a bad temper, she is low-key and has never caused trouble for Shaw.

Draco seemed to see Shaw's doubts and explained hesitantly.

"Astoria was cursed by the blood and is in poor health. She was originally planning to enter school next year, but her father has been lobbying the Greengrass family recently and said that if Astoria gets your help after entering school, the blood curse can be lifted, so..."

Shaw looked at Draco who was looking down speechlessly.

It turns out that he is not the only one who likes to make promises.