The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

"Mrs. Malfoy—"

Moriarty's voice sounded, pulling Lilith back to reality. Is Moriarty going to the next round of training?

Lilith looked at it with great interest, and saw Moriarty took the staff out of Narcissa's hand, put it on her forehead, and stroked it lightly, separating the two strands of blond hair on her forehead.

"You said, as long as I protect you and your son, the Malfoy family is willing to give anything, everything, everything! Is that right?"

Moriarty repeated Narcissa's promise, and each word hit Narcissa's heart like a small hammer.

"Yes," she looked up, "Yes, Mr. Moriarty. As long as you can protect the Malfoy family, I will do anything! You can ask me to do anything."

Narcissa also repeated her previous begging, and now she seemed to be more rational and stopped crying.

"You? What can you do for me?" Moriarty asked back, smiling playfully. He stretched out his other hand and caressed Narcissa's face.

The white is dazzling, silky, and tender. Moriarty squeezed it lightly, and it feels very good.

Lilith stared wide-eyed, looking at Moriarty in disbelief, a voice in her heart shouted, Moriarty stop! ! !

Could it be that he...

Lilith clenched her fists.

Also unbelievable was Narcissa, feeling the temperature of Moriarty's fingertips, her body trembled violently, her eyes opened wide, and she stared at Moriarty.

Moriarty was sure he saw horror and anger in it, and at the same time, Narcissa's hand was swiftly on the wand under her robes.

In the end, they all turned into struggles, the emotions in their eyes disappeared, and it was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water. Narcissa lowered her head as if resigned to her fate.

Seeing this, Moriarty withdrew his hand instead, leaving a scent on his fingertips.

"Hand over your wand," he ordered.

Narcissa pulled out her wand and threw it on the ground, the whole process was lifeless.

"The wand comes flying."

Moriarty took Narcissa's wand and looked at it in his palm.

"Black walnut, twelve inches, with a silver black-gold handle on the end, fine, luxurious, handsome wand."

Moriarty waved his wand in front of Narcissa's eyes, "I think it's most appropriate to use it to avenge your husband. I wonder how powerful it is? What do you think, Mrs. Malfoy?"

There was a little life in Narcissa's eyes, "You want to avenge Lucius?"

"Otherwise, do you think that with just a shouting letter, we were mobilized to protect you?" Moriarty played with his wand, and said casually, "Don't be grateful to me, avenging Lucius is equivalent to clearing the name of British purebloods."

Narcissa exclaimed suddenly: "You have planned everything? You want to be the third Dark Lord?"

"Stupid idea, Mrs. Malfoy, don't look at me like a pervert." Moriarty pressed Narcissa's golden-haired head down with Narcissa's wand, "Have you ever thought about your problem, except Beauty, what can you offer me? Oh, you have a son, maybe I should ask what your son can do for me?"

"You are not allowed to think of my son!"

Narcissa suddenly understood that Moriarty's target was never her, but Draco.

She stood up from the carpet like an angry lioness, and habitually put her hand under the robe, but remembered that the wand had already fallen into Moriarty's hand, so she could only point at it viciously with her fingers. Moriarty.

The whole process didn't take two seconds, and Lilith could see clearly, is the woman in front of her really the same person as the little pity who knelt down just now?

The smile on Moriarty's face became brighter and brighter. Narcissa didn't care about being humiliated, but she was furious because he mentioned Draco. The key to Narcissa's control was found.

Narcissa stared at Moriarty, her shoulders trembling slightly, as if she saw something extremely frightening.

"What on earth did you ask Draco to do?"

"He'll know, trust me. It's too early for him to take your wand and walk the path I've laid out for him."

Moriarty put away all his emotions and said to Narcissa seriously.

He has the star Lockhart under his command, and Flint, the representative of pure blood, but lacks a representative of commoner wizards.

Dumbledore bet on the famous savior.

Moriarty never chose Harry, he just promised Dumbledore that after Harry entered school, he would give Harry more advice.

And now, Moriarty has a brand new candidate, Draco Malfoy.

As for whether Narcissa agrees or not, Moriarty doesn't care, Narcissa has no ability to resist.

Narcissa obviously realized this. It was just a meeting. The fate of her and her son was like the rhizome of a dandelion fluttering in the wind.

At this time, she heard Moriarty say, "Mrs. Malfoy, I need you to do the first thing for me. Ask your house elf Dobby for the detailed address of the Jewish Marquis Castle."

Narcissa glanced at Moriarty sadly. Although it was not satisfactory, at least she was protected by Moriarty. I hope there will be a rainbow after the storm.

"I'm willing to help you, sir." Narcissa sighed, then put on the hostess' airs and shouted: "Dobby? Dobby! Come out!"

The ugly house-elf jumped out of the air, startling Narcissa with a snap, "You always do this! Punish yourself!"

Dobby banged his head against the wall with a "thud bang bang".

Moriarty watched with great interest, and clapped his hands and applauded: "It is said that every Black has a special experience in punishing house elves."

Narcissa forced a smile: "Let me take your politeness as your compliment to me."

Moriarty shook his head and smiled, without hesitation, he urged, "Quickly ask."

Lilith was tired of seeing the smiles on Moriarty and Narcissa's faces—whether they meant it or not, they were just smiling!

Lilith shifted her gaze to Dobby, who had hurt her, and felt better.

Narcissa ordered Dobby to stop and talk. Dobby glanced at Narcissa resentfully, but had to carry out the hostess' order.

It recalled a night two days ago and stammered: "The master asked me to pour coffee for the guests. I heard them say that the Jewish Marquis Castle is located on the Ile of Yves in Marseille, France. There is a castle on the island, the Château d'If. .”

"Chateau d'If?" Lilith yelled, "That's a Muggle tourist attraction! No one knows that a vampire marquis lives there."

Narcissa leaned on the handle of the sofa in despair, covered her mouth with one hand, and sobbed softly.

Now Lilith felt a little sympathetic to Narcissa, she looked at Moriarty, "Are you going to act?"

Moriarty nodded, "Maybe we can catch dinner after arriving in Marseilles while the weather is still early."

"Okay," Lilith's face flashed a solemn look, "You can leave this place to me with confidence, with me here, the wizards outside will not dare to mess around."

"Be careful to protect yourself." Moriarty did not shy away from Mrs. Malfoy's presence, "I will leave you Xiao Wang, and quickly evacuate if there is trouble."

"Do you look down on me?"

Lilith wrinkled her nose and spoke lightly.

Feeling Moriarty's concern, I felt happy and sweet.

But she acted condescendingly, "A group of unreasonable and stupid foreign wizards will defeat Miss Ben who is proficient in the law? Mr. Moriarty, you are so humorous! Leave your little king to the orphans and widows."

Moriarty caught the words in the girl's words, as well as the little emotions mixed in them, and looked at Lilith calmly.

Lilith looked away guiltily, raised her head, and stepped lightly on her toes, as if she was wearing the most gorgeous dress, and walked towards the door gracefully, without the playful smile she had when she saw Narcissa's jokes before.

Passing by Moriarty, she said, "Let's go, split up."

"Split up," Moriarty nodded happily, walking side by side with her: "Good luck."

Lilith's lips barely moved, "I only hope that you return safely."