Hogwarts behind-the-scenes big boss

"There are foreign wizards out there who can spit out half-truths, and even if they sniff them, they will fly into the sky."

In just one glance, Moriarty saw through the nature of that group of people, and there were many real creditors among them - a very small proportion. The Malfoy family only lost one Lucius and had not yet begun to decline.

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

It's all about making trouble, making noise, and taking advantage of others' misfortunes...

No matter how you look at it, it looks like there is a behind-the-scenes force pushing it secretly...

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

He stared at Narcissa with the obvious intention of getting her to tell the truth!

Narcissa pursed her lips slightly, and the sadness on her face gradually faded away. She obviously looked helpless and pitiful, but she stubbornly pretended to be indifferent.

It's just that she exudes the loneliness of a widower, which cannot be hidden from Moriarty.

However, the pride and honor accumulated over more than thirty years as Miss Black and Mrs. Malfoy made her unwilling to bow to anyone.

The two completely different temperaments gave Narcissa a more touching charm.

Just like the pure daffodils that are beginning to wither and become stained with dust. The noble and cool roses have their thorns broken off.

If it were any other man, he would have pounced on her like a hungry tiger, savoring the mixed scent of the two flowers.

well!

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

You are really at a big loss.

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

As the mistress of the Malfoy family, troubles in the family cannot be hidden from her eyes.

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

The crux of the matter is Draco.

Narcissa knew her own son well. Draco was a child who grew up in a honeypot. He was smart, obedient, and polite.

But he is just a child, a child.

Narcissa glanced at Moriarty and closed her eyes in confusion.

Moriarty is only three years older than Draco. If Draco had one-third of Moriarty's strength and talent, oh no, maybe only one-thirtieth of his strength and talent.

Narcissa wouldn't be so tired.

Her view of Moriarty is very simple: he has great potential, great talent, great strength, and a strong and clean background.

Powerful is a relative term. As far as Narcissa knows, there are at least two pure-blood wizards who are stronger than Moriarty.

However, there are only a 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. No one knows the details and history of the Slytherin family, and no one knows the wealth of the Slytherin family.

Because the background is so strong, it's clean!

Wealth, political resources, power, connections, magic...the "treasures" accumulated by the Malfoy family for generations, Moriarty will have at his fingertips in less than ten years.

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

She has her own little thoughts and is unwilling to tell Moriarty the real situation.

The woman of the Black family, the mistress of the Malfoy family, Draco's mother, regardless of her status, Narcissa would not be allowed to bow to a boy who is more than twenty years younger than her.

But?

Seeing Moriarty acting unmoved by the fact that he didn't tell the truth, Narcissa finally decided to tell the truth.

"Those wizards outside were sent by the head of the Travers family. 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 take advantage of Malfoy.

The family came to force me - I will not let him succeed."

Narcissa frowned in disgust at the mention of her former suitor.

Although she didn't elaborate, the pain was obvious.

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 control wizards remotely despite being in Azkaban?"

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

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

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

Narcissa knew that they didn't believe it, so she could only explain in more detail: "The reason that caused Grand Travers to drop out of school was roughly related to my husband. His father, Abraxas Malfoy, was... very familiar with the Dark Lord.

Lucius was pursuing me at that time, and Old Travers did not dare to offend Malfoy, so he asked Old Travers to drop out of school."

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

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

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

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

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

"..." Narcissus thought about it seriously. The Parkinson, Greengrass, Nott and other families are still reliable and can suppress the Travers family.

She puffed up her chest and said, "Yes!"

"Can the Malfoy family stabilize foreign partners, persuade other pure-bloods to continue cooperation, and continue to develop Muggle business?"

"Yes!" Narcissa said matter-of-factly. The Malfoy family is not the only one, and there is also a woman from the Black family!

After Narcissa finished speaking, she became more and more confident, her eyes were shining, and her past arrogance, domineering, nobility and arrogance seemed to be back.

Moriarty raised the corner of his mouth playfully, saying that she would not give in until this woman was beaten to dust. The Malfoy family was only the Malfoy family.

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

"What?" Narcissa shouted 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 like she was falling into an ice cave. He said: "Because there are wizards in the Malfoy family who know the location of the Jewish Marquis Castle."

Narcissa leaned against the back of the sofa as if the air had been sucked out of her body.

Moriarty came close to her face, looked at her pretty face, and said quietly: "Answer me, Mrs. Malfoy!"

Narcissa opened her lips and hesitated for a long time before whispering: "Can't..."

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

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

No one dares to touch the Lestrange family's gold galleons! It's 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, and looking at her with a half-smile!

Doesn’t the girl from the Pilivik family even understand etiquette?

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

Like the beggars in the London Underground station. Will Narcissa say hello to them? She feels dirty even if she takes a second look at them!

Narcissa's heart was stabbed hard. In the past, countless witches had bowed respectfully in front of her, and she was just like Lilith, stretching her young and graceful figure as much as she wanted.

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

Even if the pure-blood family has help from Parkinson's and other families, how long will they be able to help?

And a powerful family!

Normally, Narcissa would not mind exchanging wealth for peaceful coexistence with the powerful family - this is what the Malfoy family has always done.

But when Fudge comes to power next year and the political world changes, who doesn’t want to share a piece of cake? If there isn’t enough cake, then find some cake to share!

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

On that day, the Malfoy family is no longer important, the life and safety of orphans and widowers is the problem.

They may be forced to leave the UK.

Maybe he will stay with another family to see how he behaves.

Maybe he will be sentenced to Azkaban by greedy politicians!

Lucius and Narcissa were both Death Eaters! Who said wizards who were blinded by greed wouldn't bring up the past!

Maybe he will be occupied by Big Travers! Draco was beaten every day!

Maybe even killed by a vampire!

Maybe……

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

Moriarty took advantage of the victory and used his staff to lift her blond hair that was scattered around her face, "Answer me, Mrs. Malfoy! Can you? Or can't you?"

"..." Narcissa shook her head slowly and bit her lip. Moriarty smiled and said, "Maybe I should ask another question. Can the Malfoy family..."

"No!"

Narcissa raised her head and let out a wail of pain. When she lowered her head, tears were streaming down her face. She plopped down and knelt down in front of Moriarty, sobbing loudly.

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

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

I want it, I can... I can do anything! I can do anything you ask me to do!"

Narcissa's lips were trembling, her psychological defense had collapsed, and she was a little incoherent.

She gently shook the top of the staff, and 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 submissive Narcissa, and the urge to step on her head flashed in her heart.

She turned her gaze to Moriarty and never looked away, and then she resisted the urge.

Lilith could see clearly how the proud Mrs. Malfoy turned into the pathetic little Narcissa who fell to her knees step by step.

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