Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

After Shaw finished speaking.

The Death Eaters looked at Selwyn, who was already trembling, in tacit understanding.

Selwyn was shaking like he had epilepsy at this moment, with cold sweat on his forehead, but he didn't have the courage to stand up.

After his extreme fear, he suddenly naively thought that there was no evidence to prove that it was him anyway, and this was all speculation, and the Dark Lord would not do anything to him.

Shaw shook his head slightly. There are always some people in the world who like to bury their heads in the sand like ostriches, thinking that they can just deny it to death?

This trick may work with Dumbledore, but this is the Dark Lord's territory. Whoever talks to you is suspicious enough.

Shaw did not take action himself, and recalled the means of controlling his subordinates that Vita taught him.

Don't issue cruel orders and treaties yourself, and don't easily dirty your hands.

You must learn to keep a knife and a mouthpiece.

All suggestions are made by subordinates, and the leader only accepts them "selectively".

In the future, if there are mistakes and resentments, it is not the leader's fault.

All evil things are done by subordinates, and the leader is merciful.

Shaw is going to practice with the Death Eaters today.

So he looked at Yaxley, which scared the other party, but Shaw's words immediately made him excited.

"Loyal Yaxley, please help me catch the traitor and give him a little punishment."

"Yes, master, your loyal servant will not let you down."

Yaxley licked his lips, his expression became more fierce, he was ruthless and didn't say much, and after pulling out his wand, he pointed directly at Selwyn who was shaking with his head down.

"Heart-breaking!"

After a flash of white light.

"Ah! Ah! It hurts, it's not me, master, it's not me!"

Selwyn immediately fell to the ground and howled, his facial features twisted into a knot, and the people around him were startled and retreated several meters away.

No one was gloating, and they all looked at Selwyn rolling on the ground with complicated expressions.

Yaxley grinned, the white light spell connected to the wand kept on, slowly walked to Selwyn, and said fiercely.

"Old Selwyn, it's you, right! Don't rush to deny it.

You were the first to betray ten years ago. Now that the family is in decline, you can't stand everyone making more money, so you want to secretly connect with that idiot Fudge.

Haha, Fudge suddenly made such an unreasonable request for shares, you are also surprised, right? Two idiots together, are so arrogant?

Confess, the master is kind, and he didn't kill you last time."

Selwyn endured the severe pain and still shook his head. He refused to admit it, he was not that stupid, admitting it would die.

Yaxley's patience was not good, his expression became more fierce, and the white light connected to the wand became thicker and thicker.

"Ah, ah, Master, it really wasn't me, I swear, ah, ah."

Selwyn screamed like a pig being slaughtered, very miserable, and yellow liquid had already flowed out of his crotch.

Shor, who was already sitting upright, saw that the faces of other Death Eaters were getting uglier and uglier. Knowing that the effect of killing a chicken to scare the monkeys was enough, he said lightly.

"Yaxley, it seems that it really is not Selwyn, stop it."

Yaxley glared at Selwyn who was about to faint in indignation, and kicked him hard after stopping the Cruciatus Curse.

The tip of his nose wrinkled uncomfortably, and he waved his hand to give Selwyn a bubble curse on his lower body.

Then he strode to Shaw and half-knelt in front of him.

"Master, please give me a little more time to interrogate Selwyn. I will interrogate him with truth serum and make sure he betrayed us."

Shor said calmly without any change in his gloomy eyes.

"We are no longer the reckless people we were before. We will dominate the Ministry of Magic in the future. Punishment is fine, but there must be rules."

All the Death Eaters were surprised. Even Snape, who had been silently acting as an invisible man, unexpectedly looked at the Dark Lord who was no longer crazy.

But Yaxley said anxiously.

"Master, traitors are unforgivable. What evidence is there? You can just kill them."

Shor narrowed his eyes and said in a colder voice.

"Why, are you questioning my decision?"

Yaxley said in fear.

"How dare I, Master? I just don't want to see traitors get away with it."

Shor stretched out his hand and tapped lightly on the long table. He was very arrogant. Everyone was silently waiting for his decision, some expecting and some suspicious.

After all, setting such rules internally is a mixed blessing.

After a few minutes, Shaw finally said.

"Yaxley, I have seen your loyalty. Since you are willing, how about this? I will leave it to you to find the traitor. I will entrust you to set up an internal inspection team. I hope you will not let me down."

Yaxley was overjoyed. He knelt on his knees and kissed the Dark Lord's robe, pledging his allegiance loudly.

"Master, rest assured. I will do my best to help you.I will definitely find out all the disloyal people who dare to defy your will!"

Shor held back his nausea and awkwardness, letting this guy kiss the hem of his robe, and gave him one more word of advice.

"I'll give you the power, but remember, you must rely on evidence for everything, and you can't act recklessly. If you cause complaints, don't blame me for using you as a sacrifice to settle the grievances."

Yaxley's body stiffened, and he finally woke up from the joy of gaining power.

He looked back and saw that all the Death Eaters were looking at him with wary eyes.

He couldn't help but jump in his heart, this power was a bit hot.

But what can he do now that things have come to this? He can only go all the way and be the Dark Lord's knife.

Shor was very satisfied with everyone's reaction.

He gestured with his hand.

"Okay, sit down, and tell us what you discussed today. "

When everyone sat back in their seats uneasily, no one paid attention to the old man on the ground when they didn't know how the Dark Lord would deal with Selwyn in the end.

As the host of the meeting, Lucius looked uncertain, stole a glance at the Dark Lord, and stood up to summarize.

"Master, today everyone is mainly expressing dissatisfaction with Fudge's intention to interfere in the affairs of the Chamber of Commerce. They are discussing whether to fight back or change a minister. Also, because Snape returned to the big family, the alchemical machine tool has made a major breakthrough, so, we are all very happy."

Lucius didn't dare to say that everyone was dissatisfied with the distribution of shares.

Shor said lightly.

"What's the conclusion?"

"Master, not yet."

Shor naturally knew these things, and Fudge, who made trouble, was a typical person who was unable to control his ambitions.

He didn't ask about the alchemical machine tool, but asked directly.

"If Fudge steps down, do we have our own ministerial candidate? Can Pierce, the deputy director of the Law Enforcement Department, become the minister? "

Lucius said with embarrassment.

"It shouldn't be possible. Pierce is not qualified enough and has not made any significant contributions. Amelia Burns is the most likely candidate for the next minister, followed by Scrimgeour, and finally Pierce's turn."

Shor proposed another candidate.

"Scrimgeour is still unmoved?"

"Yes, yes."