The Magic Throne at Hogwarts

At this time, a little girl wearing a floral dress came and lay beside the boy very gracefully.

The girl spoke sincerely to the boy for a long time, but the boy never said a word.

The girl didn't take it seriously, and talked about the details of her life, both troubled and happy.

Under the tree, the two quietly watched the clouds in the sky, the sun rising and setting.

For several days, the boy and the girl came under the big tree tacitly.

One day, the girl didn't come suddenly, the boy's silent expression became flustered, and he wandered anxiously under the tree, and he didn't go home after the moon rose.

He waited like this until the next day, when the boy was covered in rain and dew, shivering.

At this time, the girl ran over bouncingly, and the boy immediately restrained his emotions.

After the girl cared about him for a while, she happily performed a palm magic to the boy, which let the boy know that the two belonged to the same world, and they were both wizards.

From this day on, the boy stopped saying a word, and the smiles on his face gradually increased, until they went to a magnificent ancient magic academy together.

The story of the serial animation ends here.

But Snape couldn't get enough of it, he kept looking back and forth obsessively, as if seeing the Mirror of Erised.

Until the tenth time, the comic book suddenly clicked and locked automatically, and the little girl on the cover suddenly said sincerely.

"Sev, it's time for you to find new friends, don't stay in the basement alone all the time."

Snape's whole body trembled suddenly, and the tenderness in his eyes was even stronger, he fixedly looked at the innocent smile of the little girl in the painting.

Muttered mockingly.

"friend?

I don't deserve it.

Someone once was willing to talk to me, cry with me, laugh with me, and play with me.

I've had it all, I've had it all.

It’s just me, giving up…. "

Snape closed his eyes guiltily, and hugged the comic book tightly in his arms.

After an unknown amount of time, a courageous phoenix cry came from the room.

"Hey!"

Afterwards, Fox flew out in the flames, leaving a note floating down, it circled twice and then disappeared into the flames again.

Snape opened his eyes dissatisfied, and nimbly stretched out his hand to pinch the falling note, but his face became ugly after just a glance.

He treasured the comics in a clean and secret compartment in the bedroom, and then strode towards the principal's office in a black robe.

Principal's office.

Dumbledore looked haggard, and after watching Fox come back, he half leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes in thought.

He kept rubbing his temples, and the wrinkles on his face deepened.

He is, after all, a centenarian.

Several exchanges with Fudge recently have been fruitless, and the other party is even more confrontational.

There's no way Dumbledore could really oust Fudge, at least not now, and the attitude of the purebloods is so strange that the old bee's alarm bells are ringing.

He could only secretly let members of the Order of the Phoenix investigate the whereabouts of Voldemort's remnant soul.

Fortunately, nothing has happened to Grindelwald recently. The inexplicable assembly of the saints in Northern Europe last time was also a false alarm.

In the end, I don't know what mission the saints have achieved. This has not been investigated. The Wuzi Party is indeed a well-disciplined organization.

Dumbledore thought he would have a good Christmas, and he prepared a lot of sweets for himself.

Ten minutes ago, he was eating candy while unwrapping presents in a happy mood, but after opening the gift sent by Xiao Er.

The old bee felt that the sugar in his mouth was no longer fragrant.

In addition to a box of top-quality tea from the East, the gift also had a note.

Content of the note: The students found a Horcrux whereabouts, it was Harry, with a Voldemort soul attached to the scar on his forehead.

Dumbledore stood up in shock. This Christmas gift was too pleasant a surprise, and he was in a daze for a while.

There was lightning and thunder in my heart. The plan of "cultivating a savior" originally formulated according to the prophecy basically ended without a problem after Quirrell's death.

Dumbledore didn't have the energy to scruple for a while, and had already begun to question the prophecy.

As Gellert said, there have been variables, and the future is already different.

As for this variable, the old bee has basically confirmed that it is Shaw.

Although Phileas didn't tell himself about Shaw's matrilineal relationship, it didn't prevent him from making self-judgment, which must be extraordinary.

But right now, Harry still had to deal with it first.

The plan to cultivate a savior seems to have two parallel lines.

One to die, one to kill.

And I must find a capable, loyal assistant who is also willing to die.

"Oh!"

The door of the principal's office was kicked open by Snape, and he strode angrily to the desk, speaking in a bad tone.

"What's wrong with Harry? Isn't Quirrell already dead? You promised me to keep Harry alive!"

Dumbledore opened his eyes and said seriously.

"Severus, I need your help, and Harry needs your help."

Snape's indifferent pupils shrank. The principal had always looked lazy with his wisdom in his hands, but with his expression today, it seemed that the matter was serious.

He took a deep breath, but habitually sarcastically said.

"Oh? So there are things that can embarrass the greatest white wizard, let's talk about it."

Dumbledore spoke out the plan he had just thought up quickly.

"I need you to pretend to be Voldemort's man, continue to train Harry, make him doubt you, resent you..., and develop Harry into a brave and fearless warrior in the next year or two."

Snape's eyes were blank, and he didn't mind being a bad guy, but he still dismissed it.

"Heh, Pote is already reckless and arrogant enough now. I heard that the Disarming Curse is not bad. Does it still need to be cultivated?"

Dumbledore didn't plan to tell Snape that Harry was a Horcrux right now. He was really afraid that the other party would collapse or find himself desperate, so he could only follow the advice.

"Severus, the current situation is different from the past. Harry needs to grow up quickly, and you don't want him to die in the chaos, do you?

Snape was silent, staring at Dumbledore with a blank expression.

In the end, without saying a word, he turned around and left with a shake of his hand, and disappeared outside the gate.

Dumbledore sighed, slowly closed his eyes, his face was full of shame, and finished what he had just said in a low voice.

"Perhaps one day, you may die in front of Harry with your true colors, so that Harry can fully understand and face his fate with supreme courage."

At this time, although Dumbledore was holding the Elder Wand, he hadn't figured out a way to make Harry immortal.

A great person takes all living beings as a chess piece, and under fraternity, he is ruthless.

After a long time, Dumbledore opened his eyes and took out the tea leaves sent by Shaw.

Then he began to make tea and put sugar. He needed tea to calm his disturbed mind.

Suddenly, the coin in Dumbledore's arms was hot.

This made the old bee look weird.

An hour ago, Nurmengard, Austria.

Grindelwald was sitting on a comfortable recliner, playing with a mutant Rubik's Cube in the shape of a pentagram in his hand.

This is Shaw's Christmas present for his puzzle.

But Grindelwald looked at a delicate and noble old woman in front of him.

"Vita, you are finally willing to come to see me."

The old lady was none other than Vita Rozier, the Black Rose of France.

(Note: The British Rozier family is indeed the British 28 holy pure blood. This family, like the Malfoy family, comes from France, and it can be regarded as the same line as Vita's Rozier)

Chapter 105 Surrogate Mother

"Well, it's over, so I'm here."

"How did it go?"

"all the best."

"not bad."

"It's all I should do, all for the greater good."

"You are still so beautiful."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Simple dialogue, but contains not simple meaning.

After the two finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the room.

Since Grindelwald learned about the whole process of the Hogwarts War, he knew that Shaw already possessed the strength of a legendary top wizard.

Instead of being overjoyed, he was a little worried.

Although powerful power is fascinating, it is also easy to get lost.

Without the corresponding state of mind, one will only become a puppet of power and become a bloodthirsty madman.

This is not a qualified leader.

In Grindelwald's view, even though Shore's talent and wisdom are far beyond those of his peers, he is still a child after all.

Children holding guns in downtown, the consequences are really unpredictable.