Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Looking at the beautiful Alice, Shaw thought of old Fly who had spoken for him in the principal's office before. They were equally elegant and could be said to be of the same lineage.

He kicked Draco, who was eating hard, under the table with his foot, and Draco looked up blankly.

"What's wrong, Shaw."

"You go eat over there, I'll talk to my senior sister about something."

Draco looked at Shaw and Alice, showing an expression of "I understand", and then moved his butt to Goyle's side, not forgetting to take his big plate with him.

After Alice sat down gracefully, she glanced at the exotic food on the table. Although the fragrance was fragrant, she didn't pay any more attention to it. She was a person who could restrain her desires, and then she whispered about business.

"Grandfather just told me about the movements of those pure-blood families through the two-way mirror. Do you want to know?"

Shaw also stopped eating, took a napkin and wiped his mouth before saying.

"I don't want to know. It's nothing but a bunch of petty tricks, not worth mentioning."

Although Alice felt that Shaw was bragging, she also felt that he was very confident. After thinking for a while, she said again.

"Well, the methods of the Pure Blood Family Association are nothing more than those, threats, framing, suppression, etc. As long as you stay in Hogwarts, you will be fine. Have you heard of the Pure Blood Association?"

Shor was stunned.

"Pure Blood Association? An alliance established by all pure blood families?"

Alice nodded and shook her head.

"It may have been an alliance of all pure-blood families in the past, with the main purpose of continuing blood and controlling power. However, when the Dark Lord attempted to control this organization, the Pure Blood Association split, and all the neutral and lawful pure bloods withdrew. Now the Pure Blood Association is controlled by those pure-blood-first families."

"They almost control more than half of the power of the Ministry of Magic and half of the industries in the British magic world, so their power and influence are very large. This is also the main reason why so many Death Eaters were able to escape legal sanctions."

Shor was surprised, but felt it was reasonable.

"Oh, then."

Alice looked at Shaw, who was still calm, with a bad temper. She didn't know whether the other party was really stupid or pretending to be stupid.

"It means that with your current strength, you are not enough to take the initiative to find trouble with those families. Grandfather asked me to tell you that temporary grievances are nothing. Improving strength is the most important thing. Grandfather will help you mediate and let them not..."

Shor waved his hand and chuckled.

"Thank you, Grandfather, but I have my own plans."

Alice clenched her fists, wanting to punch the arrogant Shaw. She wondered if she had done something wrong before. Why did she place the bet so quickly?

Shaw found it interesting that Alice couldn't keep her elegance.

"Do you think I'm arrogant and conceited?"

"What do you think?"

"Then you're right. There's nothing wrong with my IQ."

"You!"

Shor saw that the joke was almost over, so he stretched out his hand to signal Alice to calm down.

"I have my own reasons for being arrogant. I'll tell you a little secret. I've only been learning magic for a month."

Alice was really shocked after hearing this.

If Shaw really only learned magic for a month, he would be stronger than the average adult wizard, and comparable to the average Auror level.

Then if he was allowed to study steadily for two or three years, how powerful would he be?

To put it bluntly, in the magic world, strength is still respected.

Before, Alice made a decisive bet because she saw Shaw's magical talent, but the most she expected was to invest in a wizard with the potential to become a legendary wizard in advance.

But at that time, she only thought Shaw had potential, but it was not easy to become a legendary wizard.

There have been only three in the past hundred years, two dark lords and one white lord.

But now Alice thinks Shaw's talent is unprecedented, stronger than Voldemort and Dumbledore.

The family's investment in him must be infinitely strengthened, maybe the opportunity for the family to regain its glory is just around the corner.

Alice stood up in a panic and left in a hurry. She had to inform her grandfather quickly.

Draco moved back and asked curiously.

"Shor, what's wrong with Alice? Did you reject her confession?"

Shor stuffed Draco's mouth with a chicken leg.

"What does a little brat know? Can't delicious food stop you from eating?"

In the teacher's seat, Quirrell lowered his head to eat dinner, but his eyes looked at Harry and Shaw from time to time.

The voice of Voldemort echoed in his mind.

"That Shaw is the son of my most loyal servant Regulus? That's great, I have a chance to meet him."

Quirrel whispered.

"Master, the Daily Prophet has published that Regulus is an undercover sent by Dumbledore to your side."

Voldemort said disdainfully.

"Humph, what do you know, Regulus will never betray me, Dumbledore is still so hypocritical, always using his set of love to influence himHe must have seen Shaw's extraordinary magical talent, so he helped Regulus to clear his name, just like he saw Snape's talent for potions and helped to guarantee it. "

Quirrell choked and dared not say anything more.

After the banquet, Dumbledore returned to being the unreliable headmaster, stood up and asked everyone to start singing the school song.

He also personally acted as the conductor, waving his wand in the air to change the colorful lyrics.

Then the school song of various tones filled the hall, although it was messy but very childlike.

Especially the Weasley twins, they used the tune used exclusively for funerals, which was the most popular for a while, and many young wizards were led astray.

Then the prefects of each college began to come and organize the first-year students to go to their respective lounges.

The prefect of Slytherin is Alice who has returned. After all, the image of other prefects is not very decent.

Along the way, most of the first-year students surrounded Shaw and Draco, and only one or two pure-bloods followed behind alone.

Come to think of it, even if the Sacred Twenty-Eight families have students enrolled every year, not counting many such as the Gaunt family, there are only about 28 at most.

If some are divided into other colleges, then less than half will enter Slytherin.

So most of the Slytherin students are half-blood wizards, and a small half are pure-bloods who did not enter the Sacred Twenty-Eight. Blood.

So the number of people who really targeted Shaw was no more than ten, but these people were powerful and influential, and Jing Cong's talents seemed to be so many.

But when Shaw showed his strong strength, he was more suitable for Slytherin, a college that worships the strong.

Compared with the reckless students in Gryffindor, the little eagles in Ravenclaw who were only immersed in their own world, and the loyal and honest badgers in Hufflepuff.

Slytherin, an elite college that respects the strong, is still suitable for gathering supporters.

It is also the easiest to get a level 2 or even level 3 belief value. The origin.

This is why Shaw insisted on coming to Slytherin. He wanted to copy Voldemort's routine.

As for the few troublemakers, if they don't obey, just beat them up. If they don't obey again, beat them up a few more times.

Alice has been talking about the glory of Slytherin, and didn't say anything about the theory of pure blood supremacy. It seems that the concept of the Fry family is quite good.

The Slytherin lounge is in the dungeon of Hogwarts. It is underground in the Black Lake, so it is a bit damp.

A group of people walked along the spiral stone steps and came to a wall. Alice said the password.

"Glory. "

The stone wall slowly opened, revealing a bright common room, with a strong flame burning in the fireplace and torches on the surrounding walls.

The windows of the lounge were large, and half of the sky was transparent, so you could see the rippling scenery at the bottom of the black lake outside, and many unknown small fish swimming past the window.

Alice introduced the little wizards as she led them into the lounge.

"This is the Slytherin lounge. If you want to pass through the entrance, you have to recite the password. The password will be posted on the bulletin board every Monday, and it is strictly forbidden to pass the password outside."

When they arrived at the lounge, everyone saw their big bat-like dean Snape standing and walking out of the corner.

He glanced at Shaw with a hawk-like look, and said indifferently.

"According to the tradition of Slytherin, the first grade needs to elect an invisible prefect. The winner is honored. Let's start."

The senior students who had not yet gone to rest also became interested and gathered around to watch the fun.