The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

"The foreign wizards outside, who can spit out a half-truth, will fly into the sky."

On the one hand, Moriarty saw through the nature of those people, and many of them were real creditors—the proportion was quite small, and the Malfoy family had only lost one Lucius, and had not yet begun to decline.

Most of the people left, except for a few actual partners of the Malfoy family who came from abroad.

It's all about making trouble, booing, taking advantage of the fire...

No matter how you look at it, it seems that there is a behind-the-scenes pusher secretly pushing...

Moriarty does not allow another behind-the-scenes boss to exist in this world.

He stared at Narcissa, the intention was obvious, let her tell the truth!

Narcissa pursed her lips lightly, and the sadness on her face gradually subsided. She obviously had a pitiful look of helplessness, but stubbornly disguised it with indifference.

It's just that the loneliness of a widow's wife exudes all over her body, which can't be hidden from Moriarty.

But the arrogance and glory accumulated over thirty years as Miss Black and Mrs. Malfoy made her unwilling to bow to anyone.

The two completely different temperaments gave Narcissa a touch of soul-stirring charm.

Like a pure daffodil that begins to wither and picks up dust. The noble and glamorous rose has lost its thorns.

If it were any other man, he would have already pounced on it like a hungry tiger, savoring the scent of the two mixed flowers to his heart's content.

well!

Moriarty looked at Narcissa and sighed in his heart, Lucius!

You are really at a loss.

Narcissa noticed that Moriarty looked at her strangely, and felt anxious and uneasy.

As the mistress of the Malfoy family, she couldn't hide from her eyes that something happened to the family.

The internal structure of the Malfoy family is simple, and there is no competition for power and profit. As long as the family property and family business can be kept, Draco will be the next head of the family.

The crux of the matter was Draco.

Narcissa knew her own son inside out, and Draco was a honeypot kid who was smart, obedient, and polite.

But he was just a kid, a kid.

Narcissa glanced at Moriarty and closed her eyes upset.

Moriarty is only three years older than Draco, if Draco has one-third of Moriarty, oh no, maybe only one-thirtieth of his strength and talent is needed.

Narcissa wouldn't be so tired either.

Her view of Moriarty is simple, great potential, great talent, strong strength, strong background and clean.

Strength is relative. As far as Narcissa knows, there are at least double-digit wizards in pure blood who are stronger than Moriarty.

However, there are few purebloods with stronger and cleaner backgrounds than Moriarty.

The Slytherin family is different from the Holy Twenty-Eight, and belongs to the legendary pure-blood family.

So far, no wizard knows what happened to the family after Salazar left Hogwarts, and no one knows the details and history of the Slytherin family, let alone the wealth of the Slytherin family.

Because the background is too strong, so clean!

Wealth, political resources, power, connections, magic... Moriarty will have the "treasure" accumulated by the Malfoy family for generations within ten years.

Because of this, Narcissa saw that Moriarty would not do anything to the Malfoy family, so she asked him for help.

She had her own petty thoughts, and she didn't want to tell Moriarty the truth.

The woman of the Black family, the mistress of the Malfoy family, and Draco's mother, no matter what her status is, Narcissa would not allow Narcissa to bow her head to a boy who was more than 20 years younger than her.

But?

Seeing Moriarty's appearance of being unmoved by not telling the truth, Narcissa finally decided to tell the truth.

"Those wizards outside were sent by Patriarch Travers. The recent turmoil in the Malfoy family is inseparable from him. He... chased me when he was a student. Maybe he thinks now is a good opportunity to use Malfoy The family has come to persecute me—I will not let him succeed."

Speaking of her former suitor, Narcissa frowned in disgust.

Although she didn't go into detail, the pain was palpable.

But Moriarty touched his chin. At the last pure-blood gathering, the wizard representing the Travers family was an old man.

That old man and Narcissa are classmates?

"Ahem," Lilith cleared her throat, "The head of the Travers family is over 70 years old, and there is another Travers imprisoned in Azkaban.

Mrs. Malfoy, do you want to say that little Travers can command wizards remotely while in Azkaban? "

"I didn't say that." Narcissa shook her head, her eyes were deep. "Little Travers has an older brother. They are twins. They dropped out of school in the third grade, so they are not known to outsiders."

Moriarty and Lilith looked at each other, and Lilith chuckled, "Please continue."

Obviously, the two felt that Narcissa was making up a story.

Knowing that they didn't believe it, Narcissa could only elaborate a bit more: "The reason why Grand Travers dropped out of school was roughly related to my husband, and his father, Abraxas Malfoy, was very close to... the Dark Lord.

At that time, Lucius was pursuing me, and Old Travers didn't dare to offend Malfoy, so he asked Big Travers to drop out of school. "

Lilith suddenly listened with gusto. Although her class of Slytherin was the most pure-blood class in the past ten years, the peak era of Slytherin House was created by Voldemort and the first batch of Death Eaters.

Lily is extremely interested in the love and hatred of the previous generation.

"Okay! Mrs. Malfoy!" Moriarty waved his hand and interrupted the hard-won harmony between Narcissa and Lilith, "I don't want to listen to your love history, I just need you to say whether you can or cannot."

Moriarty adjusted her sitting posture, and Lilith tactfully sat a little further away.

"Can the Malfoy family deal with the wizards outside?"

"..." Naxi Shahi thought about it seriously, the Parkinson, Greengrass, Knott and other families are still reliable enough to suppress the Travers family.

She puffed up her chest, "Yes!"

"Can the Malfoy family stabilize foreign partners, persuade other purebloods to continue to cooperate, and continue to carry out Muggle business?"

"Yes!" Narcissa said as a matter of course, the Malfoy family is not unique, and there is also a woman from the Black family!

After Narcissa finished speaking, she became more and more confident, her eyes sparkled, and her past flamboyance and domineering, nobility and arrogance seemed to have returned.

Moriarty raised the corners of his mouth playfully, she would not be subdued until this woman was knocked into the dust, and the Malfoy family was just the Malfoy family.

"Can the Malfoy family deal with the vampire's revenge?"

"What?" Narcissa yelled in disbelief: "They have already killed my husband, why don't they let us go?"

Moriarty's eyes were cold, and what he said made Narcissa feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave. He said, "Because there are wizards in the Malfoy family who know the location of the Marquis Castle."

Narcissa leaned against the back of the sofa as if the air had been drained from her body.

Moriarty leaned close to her face, facing her pretty, greasy face, and whispered, "Answer me, Mrs. Malfoy!"

Narcissa opened her lips, hesitated for a long time before whispering: "I can't..."

Moriarty sat back and said casually: "Can the Malfoy family suppress the frenzy of the major British families to carve up Malfoy?"

Narcissa opened her mouth to say yes, her sister and brother-in-law, Bellatrix Lestrange and Rodolphus Lestrange were imprisoned in Azkaban.

No one dared to touch Gallon of the Lestrange family! Well locked in the Gringotts vault.

When the words came to her lips, Narcissa swallowed them back.

She saw Lilith crossing her legs, weighing her feet, looking at herself with a half-smile!

Doesn't the girl from the Piliwick family even understand etiquette?

Narcissa cursed in her heart, and then she woke up suddenly. It wasn't that Lilith didn't understand etiquette, but that she was no longer worthy of etiquette.

Like the beggars in the London Underground, would Narcissa greet them? She felt dirty even looking at it more!

Narcissa's heart was stabbed severely. In the past, countless witches bowed respectfully in front of her, and she also stretched her young and graceful figure wantonly like Lilith.

Now, it was finally her turn to taste the bitter fruit herself.

Even if the pure-blood family has the help of Parkinson and other families, how long can they help?

And a family in power!

In normal times, Narcissa wouldn't mind trading her wealth for peace with the family in power - something the Malfoys had always done.

But Fudge will come to power next year, and the political world will change. Who doesn't want to share a piece of cake? There isn't enough cake? Then find a cake to share!

Obviously, the orphaned and widowed Malfoy family is a fat and delicious cake!

On that day, the Malfoy family is no longer important, and the life and safety of the orphans and widows will be the issue.

They may be forced to leave the UK.

Maybe he will stay in another family to see people's faces.

Maybe sent to Azkaban by a greedy politician!

Both Lucius and Narcissa were once Death Eaters! Who said wizards blinded by greed wouldn't bring up old stories again!

Maybe I'll be taken over by Big Travers! Draco was beaten every day!

Maybe get killed by a vampire too!

Maybe……

"No——" Narcissa hugged her head suddenly, pulled her hair, and shook her head fiercely: "No, no, no, no! I don't want to..."

Moriarty pursued the victory, using his staff to pick up the blond hair that fell around her face, "Answer me, Mrs. Malfoy! Can you? Or can't you?"

"..." Narcissa slowly shook her head, biting her lips tightly, Moriarty smiled and said, "Maybe I should ask another question, can the Malfoy family..."

"No!"

Narcissa raised her head and let out a wailing cry. When she lowered her head, tears were streaming down her face. She knelt down in front of Moriarty with a plop, crying loudly.

"Moriarty, Moriarty!" Narcissa grabbed the Slytherin staff like a life-saving straw, "Please save me, save my son Draco!

The Malfoy family is willing to give anything, everything, everything as long as you can protect us!

I want, I can... I can do anything! You can let me do anything! "

Narcissa's lips were trembling, her psychological defense had collapsed, and she was speaking incoherently.

She shook the top of the staff lightly, the arrogance and light in her eyes disappeared, replaced by pleading, sadness and flattery.

"Moriarty! Please help the Malfoy family!" Narcissa knelt deeply at Moriarty's feet.

Lilith looked at the obedient Narcissa, and the urge to step on her head flashed in her heart.

She shifted her gaze to Moriarty and did not look away before resisting the urge.

Lilith saw clearly how the proud Mrs. Malfoy turned into the kneeling poor Narcissa step by step.

Lilith's beautiful eyes flashed, thanks to Moriarty, I learned another trick.