The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

"Lucius Malfoy!"

Moriarty said every word.

"The host confirms the choice of Lucius? Once selected, it cannot be changed."

"Confirm, it's him."

Moriarty's tone was firm. Since the magical creatures made such a fuss, the wizard should show his attitude.

Lucius paid more attention to visiting the Marquis of Judea.

Yes, he didn't choose Lucius for Narcissa.

"Okay, please complete the task as soon as possible, the host."

Although the system did not ask for time, it is still necessary to visit the Jewish Marquis as early as possible.

After Moriarty had a candidate, he showed a smile.

He told Dumbledore to leave it to him to visit, but to borrow the fireplace in the headmaster's office and go to Diagon Alley.

"Of course," Dumbledore agreed, "but, what time?"

Moriarty thought for a moment and said, "Tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon. I don't want to miss today's lunch and dinner. You know, today's breakfast is inedible."

Dumbledore nodded approvingly, grabbed a handful of taffy for Moriarty to eat, but was rejected by Moriarty, and under Dumbledore's slightly regretful eyes, he walked out of the principal office.

"Hey hey Mr. Slytherin!"

Walking out of the office, Moriarty heard Paro's signature shout, and he walked towards Paro.

Paro winked at Moriarty: "A beautiful elf walked out just now, yes, that's the one from last time, I saw her walk out with her legs crossed again!"

"Mr. Paro, do you feel lonely standing guard by yourself? Tell me, maybe I can find a companion for you." Moriarty raised his eyebrows, and smiled at the stone beast who specially stared at women's thighs. .

Paro became coy: "Huh...partner? I didn't think about it, I spent thousands of years here alone. However, I would be happy to be held in the arms of a plump woman...or climb on her back ?”

Moriarty shook his head and laughed, want a woman?

Still want a plump woman?

It turns out that the little stone beast has a big dream hidden in its heart.

It turns out that there is a Cao thief lurking beside me!

To be on guard against this kid in the future, Moriarty glanced at Paro and left calmly.

The stone beast is still thinking about whether it is comfortable to be hugged or lying on the back after getting a plump woman?

Thinking about it, Palo closed his eyes and sighed: "Young people don't know how to marry a wife, and mistakenly regard girls as treasures. Mr. Slytherin, do you know that back then... Slytherin, sir?"

Paro opened his eyes and found that there was no one around Zu.

Moriarty returned to the Slytherin common room, which was empty.

The little snakes were all sleeping in the dormitory, and seemed to have stabilized their emotions. Moriarty wrote a letter to Lucius Malfoy, and made an appointment with him to visit Malfoy Manor at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon.

The British have always had the habit of drinking afternoon tea, which starts at three o'clock in the afternoon, so Lucius has no reason to refuse.

At noon, after having a hearty meal, Moriarty went into the library and found a book on a shelf of sports books, The Complete Book of Broomsticks.

"Moriarty?" A surprised female voice came.

Penello walked over from the bookshelf next to her, she seemed to be in disbelief that she would meet Moriarty in the library, "The news of the morning has spread, I thought you would take care of Senior Sister Tonks in the school hospital. "

She raised her head slightly, her blue eyes were shining, and she looked at Moriarty.

"Tonks is fine. Compared with the school hospital, I agreed with the professors that it would be more appropriate for her to sleep in the dormitory."

Penello nodded, and Moriarty noticed that she was holding a thick book, and she showed it to Moriarty.

""Broomstick Care Manual", I found three part-time jobs during the holidays, enough to buy a new broom!"

Penello said contentedly.

"I'm a sophomore this year, and I think I can be a player on the Ravenclaw team, and I can play anywhere except goalkeeper!"

Mentioning her little dream, Penello became excited again, and after she confided her heart, she found Moriarty staring at her unblinkingly, she was a little embarrassed, and added in a low voice: "I mean, everyone I can handle any position.”

"Of course you can," Moriarty smiled at her, and Penello's cheeks began to turn red, "I'm sure you will be able to represent Ravenclaw, and the trials are only a few weeks away, did you buy the broom? "

"I ordered a sweeping seven-star, and it will arrive tomorrow," Penello said as he lifted the broom, very happy, but a little disappointed: "Our captain made an appointment to the venue this afternoon, but my broom will arrive tomorrow, but I can borrow Daisy of."

Penello knew that Moriarty had a Nimbus 1700, but she didn't ask Moriarty to borrow it.

Penelope also knows that he has endless treasures. If she asks for money, it is equivalent to losing her dignity and can no longer be equal. Then what is the point of her playing Quidditch? Penelope bowed her head sadly.

"Huh?"

Penello raised his head again: "Did you borrow a broomstick collection? Go to the desk over there and read it together? The library is very empty today, and everyone is in the dormitory."

Moriarty did not refuse. He read the broomstick book not to improve his Quidditch skills, but to think of a business opportunity.

With Moriarty's current status, Lucius probably would not abandon his wife and son to find the Marquis of Judea.

But Lucius is as shrewd as a businessman, and his sense of smell is more sensitive than a dog's for business opportunities.

Moriarty wants to create a business opportunity that no one can look away from, and no businessman can refuse.

It only needs to be pushed into Lucius' ears under the help of someone with a heart, and Lucius will come over like a dog sniffing a bone.

It was far easier for Lucius to offer an exchange than for Moriarty to persuade Lucius.

Moriarty put the business opportunity on the flying broom. The Nimbus 1700 should withdraw from the Quidditch stage, and broom brands such as Sweep and Comet should go bankrupt.

A few years later in the future, a broom named Firebolt was born, which quickly became the special broom for the national team and became very popular.

Moriarty was going to build the Firebolt ahead of time.

He won the bet against Nicolas. With the help of a master alchemist, Moriarty might not be able to create a better flying broom than the Firebolt.

A series of plans emerged in Moriarty's mind. He quickly flipped through the book, glanced at a broom, and could firmly memorize the characteristics and defects of the broom.

Penello was surprised and envious. She also seemed to have the ability to remember the memory. Moriarty told her that she didn't have the ability to remember the memory. It was just a shorthand skill. As long as she worked hard, she could learn it. .

At this moment, a tall, thin boy walked over staggeringly holding a stack of Quidditch-related books.

The stack of books was too high, blocking the little boy's sight. He struggled to put the books on Moriarty's table.

"Oliver Wood?" Penello recognized the little wizard, "Eleven Quidditch books?"

"Ah, yes, I need to add some knowledge about Quidditch."

Wood was a little dazed, he just thought that everyone was sleeping, and there must be no one in the library, so he read a book, but he didn't expect to meet Moriarty and Penello.

Especially Moriarty, who single-handedly broke through three college teams last year and won the Quidditch Cup for Slytherin College.

Sitting opposite Moriarty, Wood was uncomfortable, and Penello, whenever he asked Moriarty about the main points of professional football, Wood felt like a scumbag, a master, and a god were sitting together.

Xueba and Xueshen were discussing whether to choose A or C for a multiple-choice question, and Xueba looked at his choice of B and shivered.

Fortunately, this feeling didn't last long. More than an hour later, Moriarty and Penello parted ways. He returned to the dormitory to write a letter to his own house elf Luke, and sent Luke to Diagon Alley to buy a broom.

When it was time for dinner, Moriarty and the little snakes cooked on time, walked to the auditorium, and found that the little wizards seemed to have returned to normal and became lively. It was just that the students of the three colleges were angry with the little badgers of Hufflepuff. Very indifferent.

Moriarty watched it while eating the pizza, shaking his head slightly.

There is a gap between the four colleges, which is the last thing the Big Four want to see, but there seems to be no way for the Big Four, otherwise the ancestors of Salazar would not have left.

But soon, Moriarty stopped thinking about it.

About 15 or 16 owls came to deliver the letter. They all had a large black bag hanging from their paws. Judging from the shape, it should be a long box inside.

When the students saw this, they discussed in low voices, not knowing what happened. Hogwarts owls seldom deliver letters at night.

However, after seeing that the leading owl is Poseidon, the students have a little understanding, and it has something to do with Moriarty.

Sure enough, the fifteen owls flew towards the Slytherin dining table, loosened their claws in front of Moriarty, and dozens of large bags landed in front of Moriarty.

A jug of grape juice was overturned, and Lilith, who was sitting next to Moriarty, screamed, and another bag fell on a plate of steak. Jericho said distressedly, "I hope the meat is not dirty."

"Recovery!"

Moriarty pulled out his cedar wood wand, and waved it lightly at the table, all the disturbances made by the owl were quelled.

And the culprit had already flown away.

"Why didn't Tonks kill all the owls? The owls in the school don't understand the rules at all." Moriarty touched his own Poseidon, which put the bag at Moriarty's feet, and then stood On the table, he raised his chest and raised his head as if asking for credit.

"Don't talk about owls, what's in it?" Lilith asked Moriarty, wiping the juice splashed on her face.