The Magic Throne at Hogwarts

"Master, the alchemy machine made by Bojinbok has been unable to make breakthroughs. The old guy said that it was because the potion masters who cooperated with him were too rubbish and not good enough, so he wanted us to find a potion master to cooperate with. .”

Xiao Er stopped the subconscious movement of rubbing his chin to think, and sat down behind the desk.

"Are you sure it's the potion master's problem, not Bojinbok deliberately slowing down the development?"

Lucius nodded.

"I'm sure, last time, the last time the master punished him, he was punished by death, and he also planted the mark of the black devil, no matter how treacherous he is, he will not dare to play tricks."

Xiao Er immediately pondered.

Potion masters are easy to find, but there are not more than ten potion masters in Europe.

There are two halves in the UK wizarding world.

One is the genius and all-rounder Snape, the other is the old man Slughorn who is good at specializing in connections but hides no one, and the other half is Damocles Belby, who specializes in werewolf potions.

So there's basically not much choice.

Lucius also knew that this matter was difficult to handle, otherwise how could he find the boss?

In fact, he had long wondered why the Dark Lord hadn't summoned Snape.

This time, I don't know about the Dark Lord, no, whether the little Dark Lord is looking for Snape or going to another country to find a Potion Master to cooperate with.

Shaw had already started to think about how to fool Snape, let alone Slughorn, the old man was shrewd and stubborn, he stood up after a while and said calmly.

"I know this matter, and it will be resolved within a month. Bojinbok still can't stop researching. Add some confidant alchemists. Even if the alchemy machine does not make progress, it can be regarded as cultivating talents."

Lucius opened his mouth and almost asked Shaw how he would solve it. After all, Snape knew the Dark Lord better than himself, and Shaw might not be able to hide it.

But he immediately reacted and bowed quickly.

"Yes, Master."

Xiaoer's observation skills are still good, and he immediately noticed the strangeness of Lucius at this moment, but he tacitly didn't point it out.

After saying goodbye to each other, they returned to the old house again.

In this line of business just now, it is actually possible to meet Lucius in his true colors, but he has to create the illusion that the Dark Lord is always there.

Otherwise those purebloods would be dishonest.

But his emotional acting skills are all in place, but things like temperament are innate, and he can't imitate them perfectly for a while, and he can't hide them from a fine man and close minister like Lucius.

Xiao Er pondered for a while, Lucius is a smart person, so everyone can continue to act, so he didn't do any remedial measures.

Draco was at Hogwarts anyway.

The holidays flew by in a short amount of time, while Shaw was studying Hebrew and other ancient characters and symbols and practicing magic spells.

Well, there is also bird walking, and the time will soon come to September 9st.

Early this morning, Xiao Er put on a small black suit, and after his grandmother urged him to do so, he refused Ziying's use of his overly rough Apparition to take him to Platform Nine and Three Quarters, which had anti-Apparition.

Instead, he chose to teleport to Kings Cross Station with it.

Although Xiao Er is only in the second grade, his body has developed very quickly, he is already 1.6 meters to 1.7 meters, and his face is also tougher.

Recently, his fame in London has been increasing. In order to avoid being disturbed by enthusiastic Muggle fans, he directly cast the Confusion Curse on himself and Ziying.

Wandering to the entrance, seeing the entrance, thinking that Harry would not be stuck here this year.

Because Dobby has been receiving Krecher's "love" education for almost a month, and it has been fruitful.

After entering the platform, it was the familiar and complicated environment, and the famous scene of immediate silence.

Xiao Er also got used to being more and more able to "quiet the scene", and walked indifferently from the road that the crowd automatically lined up to the train.

But he was eventually blocked.

An old lady wearing a long gray dress and a vulture stuffed vulture hat with a serious face stopped in front of Xiao Er.

Behind the old lady was Neville who was blushing and bowing his head.

"Mr. Black, I want to talk to you about Neville, let's talk over there."

The old lady was very impolite, and her tone was very grumpy and domineering.

Shaw knew who it was, Augusta Longbottom, Neville's grandmother.

Although I will have to discuss with the old witch about the school board in the future, I will not spoil her.

"Sorry, just talk here if you have something to do, I still have to catch the train."

Augusta stared, and wanted to reprimand the kid Shaw, but Neville hurriedly pulled grandma down behind him.

Augusta snorted coldly, then suppressed his temper and said.

"Mr. Black, Neville said you could cure my two daughter-in-laws, so I followed you. I don't care about you lying to the ignorant Neville with big words, but please don't let Neville follow you around. He is already very pitiful, you ambitious people should stop fooling this child."

After patiently listening to Augusta's speech, Shaw did not answer her directly, but looked sideways at Neville, who was humbled and bowed his head.

"Neville, look up, as I said, I am optimistic about your courage and potential, tell me! Do you want to live clearly, or do you want to live in a muddle?"

Neville was trembling all over, his fists clenched tightly.

Augusta was furious.

"Blake, stop talking nonsense, Neville, be good, listen to your grandmother, and stop walking with this kind of Slytherin in the future, he will kill you, you are a brave Gryffindor!"

At this time, Neville broke free from his grandmother's hands on his shoulders, raised his fat face filled with tears, and said loudly.

"Grandma, I want to live clearly! In the past, everyone said I was stupid. Uncle even suspected that I was a squib and kept tossing me. You always said that I can't do this, I can't do that!

But only the chief believed me and helped me!A savior like Harry also believes in the chief. He is a good man, not an ambitious man, and he will definitely be able to heal his parents! "

Instead of stammering, Neville spoke sonorously and forcefully, causing Augusta to stand still on the spot.

Is this his submissive grandson?

Shaw shook his head.

"Madam, you are too strict with Neville, but you don't give corresponding encouragement, this is the wrong way of education.

And Neville also has the right to choose his own path.

As for whether I can cure Neville's parents, time will tell. "

After Shaw finished speaking, he bypassed the stupefied Augusta, ignored all the melon-eaters nearby with different expressions, and continued to walk towards the train door.

And Neville also wiped away his tears, picked up his suitcase, and followed Shaw firmly.

Chapter 152 Intrigue

The Pure Blood Society, Dark Castle, and the Death Eaters held a daily meeting today.

The original pure blood 28 round table layout in the hall has now become a traditional long table layout.

There was no one on the first silver seat.

The left and right seats of the first seat were also unoccupied.

Lucius had gained the trust of the Dark Lord recently, so he sat in the second position from the left.

The pure-blood patriarchs such as Gore, Crabbe, Alex, Flint, Selwyn, Travers, Avery, etc. were present.

And the new Death Eater of the Notts, Gloria Nott, who had dropped out a year early.

The new Death Eaters also have the slippery and treacherous Borgin Bock.

Those who were controlled by the Ministry of Magic and those who had fallen to the Dark Lord's side were also in attendance, and they sat at the end of the long table.

For example, Pierce, deputy director of the Department of Legal Enforcement, August Rookwood, the silent man of the Department of Mysteries, Mrs. Aikemo, a staff member of the Floo Network, and so on.

The representatives of werewolves and vampires, who are at the bottom of the wizard discrimination chain, can't get on the main table, but they also have positions on both sides.

The "new" Death Eaters were already quite powerful.

Lucius, dressed in a luxurious gown, raised his head slightly and slowly summarized the recent things with an aria.

"The Floo network is very important, increase the bargaining chip and let Mrs. Aikemo directly become the supervisor.

Fenrir Greyback, continue to search for the scattered werewolves and that Lupine. We use the payment of werewolf medicine as a commission as a recruitment condition. Although it is moving, it is not very interesting. I will ask the master later, and I can add some Gold Galleon.

……,…….

The lobbying of the Greenglass family continues, and their position belongs to the Death Eaters. I will personally follow up on this.

Ok, anyone else to add? "

Proud Lucius glanced around after finishing speaking.

It wasn't like a meeting without the crazy Death Eaters around.

The meeting ten years ago, even with the Dark Lord present, was no different than a vegetable market.

Fenrir Greyback, the leader of the werewolves, has a vicious reputation outside that can stop a child from crying at night.

But here I just raise my hand like a good baby.

Lucius nodded: "Say."

"Subordinate, this subordinate wants to meet the Dark Lord in person, and I have a peerless treasure to offer."

In the Death Eaters camp, not everyone is qualified to call the Dark Lord their master.

When Lucius heard Greyback's request, he sighed in his heart. Recently, because of the distribution of shares in the chamber of commerce, he had picked and removed many people who wanted to see the Dark Lord.

Did this filthy werewolf think about it too?Really dissatisfied!

So the tone was bad.

"The master is currently studying magic in retreat, and no visitors are seen!"

Greyback sat back in the corner in a daze.

Bojinbok stood up at this time, still talking in the same old way, and asked in a greasy tone.

"Lucius, I don't want to cooperate with idiots. Where's the potion master? I have issued a military order to the Dark Lord, and I will produce the finished product within a year!"

Lucius frowned, and was also annoyed by him, so he simply took out the blue-red Liuyun communication poker from his pocket and put it on the table.

"Why don't you report to the master yourself?"

Communication playing cards are not a secret in the British magic world. After all, the members of the peripheral throne will always be known by their parents after they bring them home.