Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Facing the warning and threat of force from the centaurs.

Shaw felt unlucky. He had heard that the centaurs were unruly and difficult to communicate with.

Today was a great experience. He was so stunned by the stars.

I was clearly walking out of the Forbidden Forest. Was I blind? And he shot arrows at me!

When did the Forbidden Forest become a place for centaurs? Did the old bee agree?

What kind of title is a foal? Who are you humiliating!

Shaw was very angry. He was ruthless and didn't say much. He raised his wand and used the "throat-sealing blade" directly.

If the centaurs were not a kind of intelligent creature and had signed a contract with Hogwarts, killing them would cause subsequent troubles. He would have wanted to use the killing curse.

The spell flashing with dark light shot at the centaurs at high speed with an arc of electricity. The centaurs were indeed the tribe that dominated the Forbidden Forest and naturally had excellent skills.

The centaur kicked his four hooves and jumped to the side. While dodging the spell, he also shot the sharp arrow in his hand at Shaw, also without any mercy, aiming directly at the vital point.

Shaw waved his staff to set up an armor spell to block the sharp arrow, watching the centaur jumping up and down flexibly in the woods, and whistling while shooting arrows, probably calling for his companions.

It is estimated that a single attack will not be able to do anything to the opponent for the time being, and a quick battle must be made.

He knew it well, but he didn't want to face a group of centaurs, so he had to use the range trapping skill.

"Water Prison!"

The centaur, who was moving quickly, found that large streams of water began to flow out from the roots and vines around him to block the way.

He didn't take it seriously, and was ready to run away before the water flow formed a spell, so he stepped directly into the puddle that had not yet accumulated.

But the next moment, the centaur staggered, ran a few steps with four hooves, and fell to the ground with convulsions, and then his body trembled even more.

Shaw was also a little stunned. He hadn't even started the shaping spell yet. The centaur must have a bump on his head. Why did he fall into the trap?

Well, the wand he was using now was not "National Collapse", so the water flow had its own electric shock, and the centaur was naturally paralyzed.

Shaw didn't care. He used the water flow to turn the rope to trap the centaur and dragged him to his side.

He looked at the strong centaur with interest.

At this moment, the paralysis effect gradually dissipated, and the centaur also recovered. He struggled hard for a few times but failed, and then he said angrily.

"Little pony, I advise you to let go. Do you want to declare war on the noble centaur?"

Shaw was about to ask about the magical species of centaur, but suddenly he lost interest.

"Choke and tongue."

"Torture and deformation."

Two spells were cast on the centaur in succession, and the centaur's eyes widened, his limbs began to twist, the surface of his sturdy body was also wriggling, and his bones creaked inside.

The centaur was in great pain, his facial features were twisted into a knot, and he opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound.

Hermione and Harry were dumbfounded, as if they were meeting Shaw for the first time.

Harry was okay, having seen the tragic appearance of the twins being electrotherapy, and could barely accept it, but he was also hesitant about whether to persuade Shaw to calm down,

But Hermione's saintly heart broke out.

"Stop, Shaw, do you want to torture him to death? He didn't hurt us, let him go."

Shaw didn't have a hobby of sadism, he was just used to "conquering people with virtue".

He wanted to teach the centaur a lesson, so that he would speak properly in the future, anyway, the pain would be gone after a while.

But when he heard Hermione's words, Shaw's expression changed, and he turned around to look at Hermione, who looked heartbroken.

"Oh? Are you questioning me? Then who just said that he would support me unconditionally?"

Hermione was in no mood to argue with Shaw at this moment, she said anxiously.

"Shor, please let him go first, please."

Shor was unmoved, and gave the centaur another "transformation torture", and the centaur rolled his eyes and fainted directly.

"How could you do this! Woo woo."

The idol image quickly collapsed in Hermione's heart, her nose was sour, and she cried loudly, and then hurried over to check on the centaur's situation.

Shaw didn't care, and looked at Harry again.

"Do you also think what I did just now was wrong?"

Harry's face was not very good either.

"It seems wrong. We just need to defeat him. There is no need to torture him."

Shor smiled, waved his wand, and fired an unskilled first-level "Forgetfulness" at the centaur's head. He was done with it, and he didn't care whether the centaur would become a fool.

Then he removed the water flow that trapped the centaur.

"If you don't want to be caught and tortured by the centaur tribe, then walk faster."

After saying that, he walked quickly out of the Forbidden Forest, thinking that he must not be so cowardly next time he comes.

Harry saw Hermione still bending the centaur's six twisted limbs, and hurried up to drag the centaur away.

"Hermione, he will be rescued by his companions, we have to leave quickly."

Hermione struggled, and heard the distantThere was a sound of galloping, and after hesitating for a moment, he followed Harry to chase after Shaw.

It was not until the entrance of the Forbidden Forest that the two caught up with Shaw, and Hermione couldn't wait to question him.

"Shor, how can you be so cruel? Not only do you use black magic, but you also torture intelligent creatures by lynching. This is illegal!"

Shor looked at the Black Lake in the distance with his hands behind his back, as if he could see the turbulent undercurrent below through the calm lake surface, and said leisurely.

"I am not a good person, and I have said it before, this world is not beautiful, there are countless conspiracies and intrigues, and the dirtiness is even more filthy than you can imagine."

"If you want to rebuild a truly beautiful world, you don't have a cold heart, and you don't have more cruel means than those scums, so you'd better go to bed early."

"That's why I said that you two are not qualified to follow me!"

Hermione is a debate expert, she said unconvinced.

"We can establish sound laws through proper channels and let everyone strictly abide by them. Didn't you do well in Slytherin and Gryffindor before? Why now..."

"Naive!"

Shor had no intention of arguing with Hermione.

Harry and Hech had not experienced Quirrell's fraud, the experience of the Chamber of Secrets, the "hunt" of the black dog, the baptism of the Goblet of Fire, the persecution of the pink toad, the death of Dumbledore and the plunder of Voldemort.

So they didn't understand the cruel truth of this world at all. He said that more is equal to nothing.

So they continued to walk towards Hogwarts.

Hermione still wanted to drag Shaw to debate, wanting to pull her idol into the right path.

Harry remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Outside the castle, the three of them happened to meet Draco and Theodore.

Draco seemed to be in a hurry to prove something, but was interrupted directly by Shaw.

"Draco, let's talk about your business later, Theodore!"

The lonely and handsome Theodore immediately stepped forward, his back straight, what an abstinent boy.

"Chief."

"What would you do if I asked you to kill a good person?"

Theodore's eyes were cold, and he said straightforwardly.

"Who is it? I'll kill him right now."

Hermione said indignantly: "Kill innocent people too? If you kill them, they will go to Azkaban."

Theodore's expression was emotionless.

"If the wise chief asked me to kill, there must be something to kill about that person. Even if he is really innocent, I will kill him if the chief asked me to! As for going to jail? I don't care, and I believe the chief will save me."

Shor patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction, and took out a poker card with the 9 of spades and handed it to Theodore.

"This belongs to you. Go back to Alice and she will tell you what to do in the future."

Theodore suppressed his excitement. He knew that he was finally accepted by Shaw. He took the poker cards solemnly with both hands and knelt heavily on one knee.

"Thank you, Chief."

Shor patted his head.

"Get up. Follow me well in the future. There will be a day to realize your ideal. Let the name of Nott resound throughout the world. Go find Alice."

Theodore stood up, bowed 90 degrees again, and then turned and strode away.

Shaw thought of the personalities of his two loyal subordinates and suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu.

Black version of Bella and Little Barty?

Shaw laughed at himself and turned to look at Harry and Hermione.

"Theodore Nott is the follower I need. He is loyal, ruthless, and calm. This is the person who can accomplish great things. You two, just study with peace of mind."

Without waiting for the two stunned little wizards to react, he asked Draco, who looked constipated.

"What about you? What's the matter?"

Draco just looked like he had a lot to say, but now his throat seemed to be clogged with phlegm.

"I, I..."

(The surrounding Yang was crazy, scared, congratulations to myself for entering the finals without fever, and still being able to write well.)