The Magic Throne at Hogwarts

The front foot was still disappointed that he couldn't touch Quirrell, but the back foot was stopped by Quirrell near the owl house.

Quirrell didn't know why, and he stopped pretending to stutter beside Shaw, and spoke directly.

"Xiao Er, when are you going to drink tea at my place? I have Yunshan black tea, which is your father's favorite drink."

Xiao Er looked at Quirrell, who was standing with his hands behind his back. The other party was actually quite scholarly when he was not pretending.

Xiao Er didn't pretend anymore, he secretly held the phoenix's tail feathers, and said in a teasing tone.

"Professor, I now have another task of rectifying Gryffindor discipline. I am too busy. I am very sorry that I cannot listen to your teachings."

Quirrell's eyes became dangerous.

Recently, none of the tasks given to him by the Dark Lord went well, and now Xiao Er has another moth.

"Shor, I'm a professor, I seem to have the right to detention, you, come back to the office with me now, I will teach you well for your father."

Quirrell was impatient.

Shaw curled his lips secretly, and pulled out his wand directly. Now he is more and more compatible with "National Beng".

So I chose a very handsome wand holding posture, which is to clamp the wand with two fingers, like a music conductor, with the wrist flying up and down gracefully.

After aiming the tip of the stick at Quirrell, Shaw's tone became more and more disdainful.

"Professor, it's not that I look down on you. As far as your usual performance is concerned, you really don't deserve to teach me. Do you want to try to take me down?"

Quirrell had never seen such an arrogant student.

The furious Quirrell also drew out his wand, and was about to give Shaw a "cruciatus".

"Idiot, stop, isn't it embarrassing? Are you trying to attract the attention of Dumbledore and Snape?"

The voice after the tingling in his head made Quirrell calm down instantly.

"Master, I was wrong, but Xiao Er doesn't know how to flatter."

Voldemort: "You really are an idiot. Shaw obviously doesn't like your strength. Well, this is really like me. When facing the strong, he will humbly empty his knowledge. When facing the weak, he will despise or trample on him. Death, born Death Eater."

Quirrell: "...!"

Voldemort continued talking to himself.

"He must be like my yearning for supreme power. You can give him a copy of my Fiendfire black magic experience later, and see if he can take the initiative to come to the door. Even if Xiao Er can't be subdued for the time being, just wait until I get the Philosopher's Stone. Said, I will use absolute strength to let this little guy know what surrender is."

Quirrell felt so ironic.

Sure enough, what he can't get is always in turmoil, but he, who works hard, is called a fool.

Very angry, but dare not say it.

"Yes, Master."

Then Quirrell put away his wand, and said fiercely to Xiao Er, who was watching the show.

"You're fine! We'll see!"

After saying that, he strode away without looking back.

Xiao Er shook his head, he knew what the other party was doing after being silent for a while.

I didn't expect Voldemort to be a real dog when he got up.

In fact, Shore really wanted to play a warm-up match with Quirrell first, to find out the opponent's bottom line.

Forget it, temporarily getting rid of the entanglement of Quirrell and Voldemort, he can also focus on rectifying the school spirit.

The Owl Room was next to the Ravenclaw Tower, and when Shaw passed the door knocker, he took a curious look and was about to leave.

"Ah, Shaw."

As he was going downstairs, there was a cry of surprise behind him.

Xiao Er looked back, oh, little girl Hermione.

Little Mimei hugged a book of spells that she borrowed from her, and ran over.

"Why are you here, are you looking for Ms. Gray? I'm sorry, I've tried very hard to find it."

Shaw said kindly.

"It's okay, let's go, I'll take a walk, where are you going?"

Hermione said earnestly.

"I heard that you are going to help rectify Gryffindor? Then when will you come to Ravenclaw, I also want to learn from you."

Shaw stroked his chin.

"It depends on the wishes of your whole house and the opinion of Professor Flitwick."

Hermione seemed to get Shaw's meaning, and patted her chest to assure her.

"Shor, don't worry, I will lobby the dean and other students."

Xiao Er was slightly taken aback, did he mean that?

But it doesn't matter, it's good if someone hits the front line.

Hermione then pointed to the spellbook in her hand.

"I was just about to find you. I have read this spell book ten times, and I can already recite it backwards. I have basically mastered more than a dozen universal spells. This is my doubtful thinking about it."

As Hermione spoke, she took out another stack of parchment, on which were densely written all kinds of doubts about spells.

Xiao Er's mosquito coils came out, and there was a little sweat on his forehead.

It's really scary. Is this the horror of a true scholar?

Hermione has gone from one extreme to another.

Xiao Er didn't accept the parchment, so he couldn't accept it.

You have to answer it.But he can answer a fart, his knowledge of magic is definitely not as wide as Hermione's.

Touching her chin, she began to think about how to pretend, ah, bah, how to enlighten the little witch.

Hermione saw that the idol didn't speak, with a mysterious and unpredictable look on her face, and she was a little timid at once.

"Shor, what's wrong? What did I do wrong?"

After some brainstorming, Xiaoer said kindly after nine turns and eighteen turns.

"You are the best little witch I have ever seen, and you were right to go to Ravenclaw."

In a word, Hermione became confident again.

Shaw continued.

"But as I said last time, people's energy is limited, and it is enough to master the general spell, but we only need to master one attack and one defense, one control and one disturbance, and it is enough to establish the world."

"But, but I think so."

Seeing Hermione wanted to argue, Shaw ruffled her fluffy hair.

"Don't you think, don't you regard me as an idol? I can cast 2 silent wand spells and several silent spells now, what about you? You have learned many spells, can you block my blow?"

Shaw said, waving his hand casually.

A dozen or so cards transformed by the golden bird flew out together, spinning and nailing them to the wall.

It wasn't the first time Hermione saw Shaw casting spells silently and without a stick, but every time she felt that the idol was so handsome.

And I really don't seem to be able to take this blow, the same age, why is there such a difference!

The idol is right, I am a master but not a master.

Snape, who came out of nowhere, rolled past in his black robe.

"Shor destroys school facilities, and Slytherin deducts 1 point."

Xiao Er was astonished, there are so many people who appear and disappear in this school.But looking at the direction Snape was going in was exactly where Quirrell had left.

It seems that the old bat is also eyeing the double-faced man.

Hermione next to him kept thinking, and Shaw hurriedly rubbed the soles of his feet with oil.

Before he could go far, Hermione's voice came over.

"Shor, can I go to your spell instruction class this weekend?"

Shaw waved his hand back, saying yes.

Ding, get free high-quality labor +1. . .

It was evening when he returned to the dormitory, although it was not until 7 o'clock, because the greetings were made in advance, everyone in the snake courtyard was there.

Xiao Er came to the high platform and said loudly.

"I will go to Gryffindor to rectify the school spirit in a while, and the purpose of calling everyone in advance is to select the ten best students who can represent Slytherin to accompany me to show off the elegant style of study in my college."

The little snakes suddenly brightened their eyes!

Chapter 40 Zealot: Theodore

Xiao Er just mentioned this sentence, and the breathing of the little snakes became obviously heavier, and many of them had slightly red eyes.

Slytherin and Gryffindor are enemies for thousands of years, whether in the academy or outside.

Before, the little snakes knew that Shaw had been hinted by Professor McGonagall that he would rectify the ethos of the lion school.

Of course they were very gloating.

Originally thought that Xiao Er was going alone, alone, but he didn't expect to have the opportunity to go together.

There is an opportunity to "play" the opponent in person, but no one wants to miss it.

Even the "anti-Xiao Jun" like Marcus looked at Xiao Er expectantly, straightened his back, hoping to be selected.

Montague stepped forward and asked tentatively.

"Chief, what standard is the best Slytherin?"

Seeing the performance of the little snakes, Xiao Er secretly laughed.

In fact, he himself is an ordinary person, and in his previous life, he was just an otaku who made money online at home, and he really knows how to be elegant.