Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Chapter 166

Shaw heard a noise and thought something was sliding, but when he turned around, he found that it was Goyle and Crabbe who were eating popsicles.

Shaw didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"What are you two doing here?"

Goyle and Crabbe were eating popsicles with their heads down, very absorbed.

But they were both startled, and hid the popsicles behind their backs in sync, stuttering.

"Chief, I, I, oh, it was Draco who asked me to stay here and see when you come out."

"Dr, Draco said that if you don't come out at eight o'clock, he will bring people, bring people, "

Shaw looked back at the closed office door and waved his hand to stop them.

"Okay, I know, let's go, let's go back to the dormitory together."

The two nodded innocently and followed Shaw to Slytherin.

Shaw usually didn't talk to these two roommates, but today was rare, so he asked as he walked.

"How are you learning spells now?"

Gore and Crabbe looked at each other, a little nervous.

Gore spoke first.

"We know at least twelve spells, the Disarming Charm is already level three, and we can barely cast the Shield Charm."

Shor was surprised. The results were really good. It seemed that Draco taught well. He was just about to praise him.

At this time, Crabbe was still tactful and raised his friend.

"Gore, have you forgotten? Your Blazing Flame is the best among the little wizards under the fourth grade. Didn't I want to ask the Chief a long time ago if this is your innate spell?"

Shor was slightly stunned when he heard it, but then he felt it was reasonable.

Gore, this guy, can use Fiendfyre at a young age.

Although he can't control it well, he is even more courageous.

But it also shows that he is very talented in fire spells.

Shor was ready to test Goyle's level of fire spells.

"Gore, let me see. Well, just put it in the corridor. Use all your strength. It's okay. I'll watch."

Gore suddenly became very nervous. He glanced at Shaw and saw that the chief gave him an encouraging look.

He quickly calmed down, took out his wand and started to chant.

"Flames are blazing."

A large ball of flames spurted out from the tip of the wand very smoothly. It looked like a level 3 spell with almost stable power.

It even touched the mimicry, which also meant that he began to explore the edge of the level 4 fire spell.

And this is not the end. As Gore's little face flushed, it was really "full strength".

The flames kept gushing out, just setting fire as much as you can.

A short section of the corridor soon became a sea of fire, surrounding the three of them.

What an honest child.

Gore's little face was burned red by the temperature of the flames. Only then did he realize that he had to stop casting the spell and became scared with Crabbe.

Shaw didn't care, but was surprised.

Although Goyle's talent for fire is not as good as Seamus's talent for explosion, it is already very good.

The flames were almost out of control and burned the magic portraits on the wall. The people in the portraits pointed at several children and cursed.

Shaw smiled and took out his wand, bowed gracefully and pointed the wand downward.

Suddenly, a stream of orange-red light spread out like a tide with him as the center.

The out-of-control flames, when they encountered the rippling orange light, were extinguished as if they had encountered their nemesis.

In just two seconds, the corridor with flames was instantly restored.

Shaw stood up with a sense of satisfaction.

The Ten Thousand Curses are really useful, and Goyle's fire is not enough to put out.

He used the Restoration Spell and the Cleansing Spell to restore the corridor that was burned by the fire.

He turned around and said to the two dumbfounded roommates.

"Let's go."

The two nodded hesitantly, swallowed their breath and hurried to catch up.

As Shaw walked, he thought that he needed to learn more about the spells used by the young wizards.

Don't miss out on the opportunity.

On the way, he began to teach Goyle how to use the fire spell freely, and also mentioned some advanced techniques for the fourth-level fire spell.

Goyle was so excited that he trembled a little. After all, not everyone can get such treatment.

The three of them returned to the Slytherin common room. The evening self-study had just ended. Seeing that Draco had not returned yet, he was probably still having fun on the court.

The young wizards who participated in the training and selection of Quidditch players naturally did not have to attend the evening self-study.

Shaw called Alice and asked her to collect the control of the young wizards' spells.

Now Shaw's mentality is right.

Although it is not urgent, it pays more attention to the foundation.

And cultivating students who represent the future is to lay the foundation.

He plans to create a team form with both offensive and defensive capabilities among the young wizards, so that people with different spell talents can stay in the right place.

In fact, I have always had this idea, but I am always busy with "big things" and can't take care of "small things".

Back to the dormitory.

Xiao Er washed up,Half leaning on the bed, he began to recall and think about his previous experiences.

Although he had made it clear that he would study with Vita, he was not a fool.

He could not just believe everything the other party said after a round of care and guidance.

But it was not easy to write to Grindelwald to ask about this, it would be easy to be exposed.

Then he could only be careful when studying with him in the future.

Just when he was about to take out the music theory Vita gave him to study, he suddenly remembered that he had something more urgent.

That was to trick Snape into participating in the production of the alchemy machine.

Shaw touched his chin.

More than half a month after the start of school, he had the opportunity to test it, but he did not have a good entry point.

Snape was such a shrewd person, it was not a big deal for the two of them to take advantage of each other.

If you really want to use someone like a cow or a horse, it is impossible not to give him something real.

But Snape only cared about two things: Harry's life and Lily Evans.

Shaw could not afford these for the time being.

The fragment of Voldemort's soul on Harry's forehead cannot be absorbed now, and it is even more impossible to resurrect Lily.

As for the Resurrection Stone, Shaw did not want to move it, because it would be a bargaining chip and a killer weapon in the future.

So for a while, this matter came to a standstill.

"Huh, no matter how we settle down, the alchemy machine tool cannot be stopped. If it doesn't work, we can only use force and pretend to be Voldemort?"

"I don't know how Vita got Snape away before. Maybe this is also a starting point."

Shaw muttered to himself for a few words and began to learn the five-line music.

By the way, Vita also gave him a book on eloquence training.

It's really enough.

Not everyone can be a leader, and it's even more difficult to be a leader.

There are really many abilities that need to be possessed.

Superior strength is the basis, and personal charm, appeal and appeal are also needed.

These require eloquence, temperament, bearing, strategy and other details to reflect.

Shaw couldn't help but sigh to the sky.

Suddenly I felt that being a tyrant like Voldemort was not bad.

Ahem, I was just thinking about it.

At this time, Draco, who was dirty, walked into the dormitory with a new broom.