Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Somewhere in England, on a fast-flowing coast, the sky is covered with dark clouds all year round, and the waves are rolling and hitting the messy reefs.

There is a hidden cave on the seashore, which is difficult to be found.

Suddenly, a purple light flashed, and a boy in a tuxedo suddenly appeared on the rocky beach next to the cave.

The dark clouds, which were already low, surged, and the purple light flashed continuously.

Shaw was thrown hard, and he felt that his whole body was weak, just like being squeezed out of a flush toilet.

After lying on the rocky beach and taking a few deep breaths, Shaw recalled a memory that had just been injected into his mind.

After a while of understanding, he sat up suddenly.

"Fuck, I really came to the world of Harry Potter, and I became a descendant of the Black family. Regulus became my father? Am I here to pay tribute to my father?"

"Ahem, this system has changed the plot too much."

Shor sighed to the sky, but he thought that he was a rich second-generation after all, and it was not a loss to have an extra cheap father. In the future, he would justify Regulus's name, which would be considered a loving father and a filial son.

While Shaw was immersed in the fact that he would have a lot of gold galleons to spend in the future, he was also calculating the problem of the system lottery.

The curtain call performance just now earned him a few hundred points of first-level faith value.

And the faith value is divided into three levels, and the lottery pool is probably different.

In order to gain faith value, does this damn system want me to be a popular person?

Now I have 10,400 first-level faith points, and I can draw ten times. I don't know what is in the prize pool. I hope there will be a big move like a blue gas stove or a fire god opening the way.

Shaw was so distressed that he couldn't bear to click the lottery button, because this was the savings he had saved for two years.

He had been famous since he was a child, tricking little girls eating lollipops on the street to applaud him, and now he was the best in London and could perform for tens of thousands of people in the Grand Theater. This took a lot of effort.

He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and prepared to shoot ten times in a row.

Whether he was a dragon or a worm, whether he worked hard to make a name for himself in the magic world, or went home to inherit the Black family's legacy, it all depended on this one.

I want to be the emperor of Europe!

But he didn't wait for him to click the lottery button.

There was a bang in his ears, and then a red flame suddenly appeared, and a white-bearded old man wearing a moon-white wizard robe and half-moon glasses appeared in front of Shaw.

Shaw stared blankly at this kind old man who suddenly appeared, and always felt that he was very familiar. After thinking that this was the world of Harry Potter, before he could scream out the words of the old bee, the old man spoke first.

"Hello, sir, you are Shor Black, right?"

Shor had already guessed that the other party was Dumbledore. Although he was puzzled as to why the other party was here, he felt much calmer when he thought that he had the brain occlusion technique.

"Yes, old man, I am Shor Black, who are you?"

Shor greeted politely, and the system immediately issued a task.

"Posted task: trick the White Devil Dumbledore to send you home, and reward 2000 first-level faith points (the big boss debuts, in addition to BGM, there must be expert guards, it's so impressive.)"

Shor's mouth twitched a little, this system is a bit stupid and AC.

Albus looked at the exquisite black-haired boy, who looked exactly like the other two Blacks. A trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes, and he said kindly.

"I'm Albus Dumbledore, Shaw, why are you here? Where are your parents?"

Shor has been performing commercial shows for two years and can perform magic in front of thousands of people. He is no longer the socially anxious otaku and has developed courage.

And the system has paved the way for him, and it can definitely withstand investigation.

The brain block technique has not warned that the brain has been invaded, which shows that the old bee is still very principled.

"I am an orphan. I came here to pay tribute to my father today, but I can't enter the cave. I can only remember him outside."

"Oh? What a poor child, what is your father's name?"

"Regulus Black."

When Dumbledore heard this, he was surprised and suddenly realized. He couldn't help but look back at the cave. Only then did he know that Sirius's brother, Regulus, the Death Eater who had been missing for many years, had died here silently.

He used his huge magic power to sense the cave behind him, and immediately encountered a strong restriction. No wonder the little guy couldn't get in, and the dark magic that set the restriction was so familiar.

Dumbledore was alert and curious at the same time. What did the student do here? Why did Regulus, who had been missing for many years, die here?

Shaw saw that Dumbledore was eager to explore immediately. For the mission, he quickly pretended to be shivering in the cold wind.

"Mr.? "

Dumbledore was stunned, and smiled and cast a "warming spell" on Shaw.

For now, he still had to settle this little guy first, and he also had many questions about this little guy.

"Shor, do you know why your father died in the cave? Have you been living in the Muggle world all these years?"

Shor didn't want to discuss these people with Dumbledore. After all, the more he talked, the more mistakes he made. But thinking of the other party's identity and the ceiling of the magic world, he still pretended to be sad.

Well, it's definitely not cowardly and wanting the other party to send him home.

"My father said that he betrayed his leader, and in order to prevent his family from being retaliated, he placed me in the Muggle world early. I only recently learned some of the situation from the relics my father left me. "

Dumbledore looked at Shaw's sad face and felt compassion, temporarily suppressing some suspicions in his heart.

He felt that today's events were a bit chaotic, but he also analyzed what was hidden in the cave.

If it is true, then Regulus is an unknown hero, so his son must be settled first.

"Shor, you have already had a magic riot, and you can't stay in the Muggle world anymore. How about I take you back to your ancestral home, there should be more traces of your father there. "

Shor's sad expression was mixed with excitement. He found that the full-level brain occlusion could actually fabricate emotions and memories, so it would be safe to deceive the old bee first.

"Is this true? Old man, can you take my father's body out of the cave? I want to bury him properly. "

"What a good child, yes, you can, but it takes time. Can I take you home first? When I find your father's remains, I will notify you as soon as possible. "

"Okay, thank you, old man. You are such a good man."

Dumbledore nodded. He immediately had more important things to do. He didn't have the energy to study the strange magic riot before. He just thought that Shaw was gifted and it was an outburst of grief when he was commemorating his father. Anyway, the little guy will go to Hogwarts in the future, so he has time.

"Come, hold my arm. You may feel a little dizzy for a while."

Shor knew that Dumbledore was going to take him to Apparition, so he held his arm.

When Shaw held Dumbledore's arm, Dumbledore was shocked by the electric current on Shaw's body and shivered several times.

He suddenly looked down at Shaw, his eyes became very deep, and the inquiry that he had just suppressed rose again. After thinking for a while, he just taught earnestly,

"It seems that your talent is better than I thought. You are a good child. You should make good use of your talent. "

Shor was shocked. I actually gave the old bee a discharge!

His expression changed and he asked in confusion.

"Really? I was able to give discharges to certain things before. Is this a unique ability?"

Dumbledore's eyes flickered under the blue frame and he said with a hint of meaning.

"Well, it's very unique. The Black family has produced another genius."

Shor resisted the urge to roll his eyes. It seemed that Dumbledore had no intention of further exploring for the time being. Is this the principle of justice?

Looking back at the cave behind him, he hesitated whether to tell the old bee that the Horcrux inside was a fake and not to go looking for trouble.

But he had no excuse to explain the source of the information. Well, no one would die anyway, and he had to borrow Dumbledore's hand to bring out Regulus' body.

When he returned to the old house, he would ask the house elf to hand over the real pendant for Dumbledore to destroy. It would also be considered a statement of position and a return of favor. Report to Li.

After all, he still had to rely on Dumbledore to take care of him in the early stage. As for the unreliable uncle in Azkaban, let's talk about it later.

Dumbledore thought that Shaw looked back because he couldn't bear to leave his father. He thought that this child was kind and filial.

His unfounded worries faded a lot. After all, not all the Black family were bad people.

I think Shaw grew up in the Muggle world and avoided the pure blood theory. It may also be Regulus's good intentions.

"Don't worry, I will bring your father out."

Then there was a flash of fire, and the figures of the old and the young disappeared on the stone beach.