Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Algeron Barton, who had just shouted the loudest, did not participate in the resistance, mainly because he had been locked in the prisoner's seat.

Now this man is so honest that he can't help but speak frankly about Burns's interrogation.

After all, compared with those people with crooked mouths and squinting eyes, his results are much better.

Burns pronounced the verdict.

"Algeron Barton, abused his power..., sentenced to pay 20,000 gold galleons for stolen money, and 3 years in prison in Azkaban."

"Yes."

Shor sat in his seat, watching the people who usually hold themselves to justice confess their crimes calmly, without any pride.

There are really few clean officials in the magic world now. To put it bluntly, these people are still not cooperating with him.

There are probably many more dirty officials on his side.

But this is the cruelty of power struggle.

In the front row, the old lady Augusta stood up and came to the front row after her brother was sentenced and taken away.

He whispered a few words to Dumbledore, turned his head and glanced at Shaw angrily, then went back to the back with a complicated expression and left the field.

Neville's complicated mood is easy to understand.

His uncle really tormented him a lot when he was a child. Neville's stupidity is half due to his uncle.

Algie was afraid that the family would embarrass Longbottom by having a squib, so when Neville was a child, he drowned his nephew with water and dropped him from the upstairs, just to stimulate Neville's magic riot.

Neville has been on the verge of death countless times, it would be strange if he is not dull, so it is understandable that Neville hates this irritable uncle to some extent.

Dumbledore rubbed his brows with a headache and said to Shaw.

"Shor, I didn't stop you this time, and my prestige has been greatly damaged. The Ministry of Magic will be more honest in the future, right?"

Shor's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he felt Dumbledore's ruthlessness under his love for others. This old man can really sacrifice anyone, including himself, for the greater good.

Although the other party gave him convenience this time, if he changed his position, he really couldn't watch others control his people.

Ahem, although he was ruthless in cutting off the fat and bleeding those subordinates.

"Don't worry, Principal, I promise that the Ministry of Magic will be more honest in the future."

…….

The exciting public trial has been over for several days, but British wizards still talk about it with relish.

The Daily Prophet has been praising him for several days, saying that the public trial that day was the starting point for British wizards to become great again.

Shaw's reputation is growing day by day. In this small piece of land in the UK, his reputation is almost comparable to Dumbledore's.

The Ministry of Magic, basically 90% fell into Shaw's hands, and the remaining 10%, apart from the truly neutral people, was some people who were obedient but rebellious.

Various small reforms in the Ministry of Magic were also slowly being carried out, such as the integration of the Pentagram and the Ministry of Magic, the formal establishment of the Inspectorate, and the popularization of new laws for wizards, etc.

In the Dark Castle, people came and went in the Pentagram Resident, and the whole place was thriving.

Shaw had an exclusive office on the top floor of the castle.

Recently, he basically stayed here to handle some important personnel arrangements.

Fudge, the Minister whose reputation was getting higher and higher outside, originally had a separate office in the castle, but he saw that Shaw had been working here recently.

So he moved a desk to the corner of the top floor room, and asked Shaw, the big boss, for advice whenever he had something to do.

Very servile and flattering.

At this time, Lucius came in with a file in his arms, his chin slightly raised. When he saw Fudge holding a cup of hot tea and gently placing it on Shaw's desk, his eyes twitched fiercely.

He cursed Fudge in his heart for being so shameless!

He took a deep breath, came to the desk, bowed his head, and reported respectfully.

"Sir, Barty Crouch is visiting for the third time and wants to report to you about the relevant matters of the Five Power Tournament. Will you meet him?"

Fudge had just sat down in the corner seat, and after hearing what Lucius said, his expression could not help but tense.

He has been more and more servile recently, just because he saw that Shaw seemed to want to promote someone to check and balance himself, and this Barty was one of them.

Shaw raised his head from the information, thought about it, and still refused.

"No."

Lucius was not surprised, this was to keep Barty hanging, and then he continued to report.

"Hermione, the little witch, applied to increase the collection of those materials. This is her recent investigation result. Hermione is indeed a talent that big shots look for. She is indeed very capable."

Shor took the information handed over by Lucius and looked at it.

Hermione has been working day and night to find out about the disappearance of little wizards over the years, which has made the dozen people who follow her angry.

But there are still some results.

At least the situation of missing little wizards in the British magic world over the past hundred years has been understood by 70% or 80%..

In addition to the few young wizards who were brutally killed by the black wizards, most of the missing wizards were basically trafficked or abducted abroad, and the final disappearance point and the person who handled it were also found out.

The information that Shaw saw now was a few of the more suspected objects.

For example, the Roll family who immigrated to the United States was on the list.

Shaw had many thoughts in his mind, but he didn't expect that he would turn back to this family that showed goodwill to him.

He suddenly felt a palpitation, thinking of the thousand-year infiltration of the world by those "world controllers".

The Roll family is just a small shrimp that has been exposed, and I wonder how many have not been exposed?

Then he looked up and solemnly instructed Lucius.

"All efforts should be made to tilt the resources to Hermione. If you want people, give them people, and if you want money, give them money."

Lucius was slightly shocked. Now Shaw's power is not small, and the energy that explodes when all efforts are tilted can scare people to death.

He has always been a little confused about the reasons why Shaw is investigating those missing young wizards.

It seems that there is a big secret hidden in it. I have to study it carefully later.

Just when Lucius was about to report that the dragon farm had moved back and cooperated with the top five competition.

His ordinary communication poker trembled.

Lucius smiled apologetically at Shaw, turned around and took out the poker to look at it.

Then his face changed, and he quickly turned back to report to Shaw.

"My lord, someone is spying on the old house of Gaunt, and the surveillance ban has been triggered."

"I know, I'll go and see."

Shaw's expression flashed a hint of understanding. After those people assassinated him, they finally made another move.

He stood up slowly and turned to walk towards the inner room. There was no anti-apparition ban in a corner here.

Shaw disappeared silently.

The old house of Gaunt is located on a wasteland on the hillside of Great Hanton. The next hill is Little Hanton, and it will pass by Riddle Mansion.

The walls of the old house were covered with moss, many tiles on the roof had fallen off, and the main body of the house was leaking everywhere.

Dense nettles grew around the house, and a dead snake was nailed to the tattered door.

Shaw apparated to a place not far from the old house and happened to see a figure who had just blasted open the door that had nailed the snake.