The Magic Throne at Hogwarts

But I don't know how to convince Xiao Er.

Through the shackles of the soul, Shaw felt Tom's deep hidden emotions, and took out a pendant with a smile.

This locket is the real one, which Shaw finally got back from Dumbledore.

Shaw handed the locket to Tom, who was already staring at it.

"This is the Slytherin locket. You should be very familiar with it. It is also your mother's relic, and it is now considered to be returned to its original owner."

Tom's body trembled slightly, and a complex expression appeared in his gloomy eyes. He stretched out his pale hand to take the locket, and stroked it gently.

Seeing this, Xiao Er sighed, turned around and walked out of the room. Before going out, he heard a "thank you" from behind him.

Shal paused, waved his hand back and continued to walk outside.

All the way to the outside of the manor, I looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and suddenly felt a little lonely.

"Parting is the most painful thing in the world, and the lonely moon shines on the past and the present."

Xiao Er called out after casually making up a sentence of sentimentality.

"Purple Shadow!"

After Ziying came to Malfoy's house, she began to have fun in various ways.

Tease the peacocks, eat delicacies, pick wild flowers that don't look good, and chase Dobby who is sneaky and peeping, let alone be happy.

After hearing Xiao Er's call, he gave up pecking and electric stabbing the little elf who had just been sneaking outside the attic, and a teleportation appeared on Xiao Er's shoulder.

Xiao Er stretched out his hand to touch Ziying, smoothed its slightly messy tail feathers, and smiled.

"It's getting late, let's go home, don't move, I'll come this time!"

Amid Purple Shadow's dissatisfied cooing, Shaw took it to Apparate and left Malfoy Manor.

Not long after Shaw left, Tom didn't know what was wrong, and took Lucius to Knockturn Alley to find trouble with Borginberg.

Because of the treacherous Borgin Bock, when Merope Gaunt was about to give birth to Tom, and it was also the most difficult time, he sold the precious Slytherin locket to Borgin Bock.

Purchase price, ten Galleons.

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Black's old house, after Shaw came back, he went to the second floor to chat with his great-grandfather for a while, but he didn't find out what Dumbledore was doing in the evening.

Great-grandfather only said that Dumbledore did not come back that night.

Seeing this, Xiao Er didn't continue to explore. He ate a supper, washed up and went to sleep soundly.

Tomorrow, the wonderful two-month holiday begins.

Dumbledore, who had just been missed by Shaw, finished dealing with the mess Harry and Ron caused, and sent the two to St. Mungo.

Then let Fox send him to Nurmengard.

The old bee pushed open the door of Grindelwald's office with a solemn expression, and saw Gellert and Vita Qiqi in the room looking at him.

He didn't misunderstand anything, but his blue eyes couldn't help squinting.

What was Weta reporting to Gellert just now?

Out of the corner of his eye, he only saw the words "British Wizard" on the documents that Weta quickly put away.

Dumbledore's temples twitched a few times.

Grindelwald, who was sitting on the office chair, waved his hand and let Vita go down first.

Only after Vita went down did he open his mouth.

"Albus, don't tell me in advance when you come, my desserts haven't been replaced yet, so you can eat something."

Dumbledore stepped forward to the desk and said seriously.

"Gellert, you promised!"

Grindelwald rubbed his nose and coughed.

"You misunderstood, I really didn't assign tasks to them, I swear to Merlin."

Dumbledore didn't believe it at all, still staring at Grindelwald.

Grindelwald didn't have the majestic and solemn momentum in front of Weta just now, and said a little embarrassingly.

"Okay, okay, don't look at me like that. The situation in Britain is so weird recently. Aren't I worried about you? So I'll learn more and see if I can help you."

Dumbledore sighed, wanting to hear the truth from Gellert, next life.

But his purpose of coming today is not for this, and now he doesn't care about pursuing it, and just skips the matter just now and asks.

"Gellert, tell me, you see the specific content of the prophecy, this is very important to me!"

Grindelwald is also a master at changing faces. He had a guilty look just now, but now he immediately put on an unreasonable stereotyped expression.

"Oh? Albus, I'm very sorry. The more people who know the prophecy, the more inaccurate it will be. Sorry, I can't tell you the details. I can only say that the result is much better than before."

Dumbledore didn't give up, and continued to make insinuations.

"It's Shaw, right? You know him? Right? He's the new Son of Prophecy, pulling the lever of fate, right?"

Although Grindelwald was shocked, he remained calm.

"Albus, you won't get an answer if you guess like this, how about this, if you..."

Dumbledore turned and left without waiting for Grindelwald to finish his if.

It's all a century-old fox, and he has already got the answer.

Chapter 136 The Ministry of Magic

The British Ministry of Magic is located in the heart of London, in the downtown area, only a few kilometers away from Downing Street, where the Prime Minister lives.

However, for the sake of secrecy, the main building of the Ministry of Magic is hidden underground.

The entrance to the Ministry of Magic for ordinary people is a red telephone booth, accessed by dialing and descending like an elevator.

The entrance for ordinary employees of the Ministry of Magic is in a bathroom. Every morning, wizards line up and enter the cubicle one by one.

Standing in the toilet, he pulled the flush cord with his hand, and the water splashed with a splash, and the wizard was sent into the Ministry of Magic as he swirled.

Of course, although there are a lot of anti-apparition restrictions inside the Ministry of Magic, there is also a fireplace teleportation, which is used as a travel channel for distinguished guests and high-ranking officials.

Piers Thicknesse, Deputy Chief of the Law Enforcement Division, is a tall, thin, shawl-haired wizard.

He took Yaxley (Death Eater) who had been in the job for several months, and walked out from the fireplace with a special flame rising into the hall.

The hall is magnificently decorated, and in the center there is a magic fountain that is full of irony but "brothers and friends respect", and countless paper planes conveying information fly over the heads of the hurried employees.

A huge magical portrait of Fudge Connelly hangs directly above the hall.

Fudge's portrait smiles at Pierce and Yaxley as they pass by.

The two ignored and continued to the elevator, preparing to go to the Department of Legal Enforcement.

At this time, he saw Lucius Malfoy standing at the elevator door with a ceremonial stick and his head slightly raised. The passing employees kept courting him and saluted him. Lucius just nodded slightly in response.

The two stepped forward, and Yaxley asked.

"How did you come?"

Lucius glanced at Pierce, who seemed to be one of his own, but was actually just a puppet controlled by Yaxley with the Imperius Curse.

"I got the news that Fudge wanted to issue an order to arrest Shor Black, slandering him and creating panic rumors. Before Shor was still at Hogwarts, Fudge couldn't do anything for the time being. It's only been a few days of vacation, and Fudge couldn't bear it." Stop it, I'm here to deal with it, you all come with me and put pressure on him together."

Shoal Black, the new savior who defeated the Dark Lord, has become a super genius who needs to be wooed through the cooperation of Lucius and Tom.

Doubt flashed across Yaxley's dark eyes. He had always suspected that this matter was tricky, but he didn't raise anything. After all, the Dark Lord personally agreed.

"Then let's go, Fudge is getting more and more innocent. Without our support, how many people in the Ministry of Magic will listen to him? Those self-righteous people in Burns are not obedient responders."

"Everything is stable now, and we are in a 'peaceful' state with the enemy. Fudge is a very good minister. After all, he and Dumbledore are no longer the same."

The two whispered and took the elevator all the way to the Ministry of Magic office on the first basement floor.

Before the three of them entered the door, they heard Fudge's violent reprimand.

"Scremgeour, is this a warrant of arrest issued by me in the name of the Minister? What do you mean? Why is it not executed?"

"Mr. Minister, the formal process still needs the approval of the Law Enforcement Department. The Aurors cannot execute this non-compliant arrest warrant, and we have no evidence to prove that Shoal Black broke the law."

"His father is a Death Eater, so he must be a Death Eater too. You will know at the first trial, and he is still spreading panic rumors at Hogwarts about the return of the Dark Lord! I allow you to use Veritaserum!"

"Minister, please pay attention to your identity, imaginary evidence cannot convict."

"You! Good, good! Burns is like this, and you are like this. You all want me to step down, don't you? Scrimgeour, don't forget, I promoted you to the position of head of the Auror office!"

"Thank you for your appreciation, but I must remain impartial. If you have evidence, even if this subordinate dies, he will bring Black to justice!"

"Go away! Go away!"

After a while, Scrimgeour, with a resolute face, walked out of the minister's office with a slight limp, and exchanged glances with the three of Lucius.

Everyone is not the same way, and they didn't even nod their heads.

Lucius raised his head slightly and let out a cold snort, staggering his position with the reckless Auror director, and pushed open the door of the minister's office.

As soon as I saw it, I saw the messy appearance of the office, the documents were scattered all over the floor, and the red wine on the table was also spilled everywhere.

The rich Fudge became a little haggard, and was slumped on the office chair, gasping for breath, no longer the calmness and splendor he used to have when he came on stage.

"What are you doing again? Oh, it's the honorable Mr. Malfoy, welcome."

Fudge raised his head and wanted to curse, but when he saw Lucius in a luxurious robe, he quickly got up and greeted him.

Lucius and Fudge shook hands covered with sweat, then retracted their hands without any trace, and wiped their hands with a handkerchief in the sleeve robe.

His face was very kind.

"Is there any trouble, minister? Do you need the help of my old friend?"

Fudge was not so flattering to these greedy purebloods like Lucius before, it was completely used to check and balance Dumbledore, and it was his own pocket.

But now, he had to curry favor with these people in order to gain political support.

Pierce, the deputy director of the Department of Legal Enforcement, followed suit.

In the Ministry of Magic, except for some low-power neutrals and some newcomers who don't understand anything, they will listen to him, and the others simply ignore him as a minister.