Hogwarts behind-the-scenes big boss

"Mrs. Malfoy—"

Moriarty's voice sounded, bringing Lilith back to reality. Does Moriarty want to conduct the next round of training?

Lilith watched with interest, and saw Moriarty take the staff out of Narcissa's hand, put it on her forehead, and gently drew it across, separating the two strands of blond hair on her forehead.

"You said that 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, each word hitting Narcissa's heart like a hammer.

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

Narcissa also repeated her previous plea. Now she seemed to be more rational and stopped crying.

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

It was dazzlingly white, smooth, and warm. Moriarty squeezed it gently, and it felt great.

Lilith's eyes widened and she looked at Moriarty in disbelief. A voice in her heart shouted, Moriarty, stop it!!!

Could it be that he...

Lilith clenched her fists.

Narcissa was also in disbelief. She felt the warmth of Moriarty's fingertips and her body shook violently. Her eyes widened and she stared at Moriarty.

Moriarty was convinced that he saw horror and anger. At the same time, Narcissa's hand quickly pressed on the wand under her robe.

In the end, it turned into a struggle, the emotion in her eyes disappeared, and it became as quiet as a pool of stagnant water. Narcissa lowered her head as if resigned to her fate.

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

"Hand over the wand," he ordered.

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

"Here comes the wand."

Moriarty took Narcissa's wand, held it in his hand and looked at it.

"Black walnut, twelve inches, with a silver black gold handle at the end, exquisite, luxurious and beautiful wand."

Moriarty held the wand and waved it in front of Narcissa's eyes, "I think it would be 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 you think you can mobilize us to specially protect you with just a roaring letter?" Moriarty played with his wand and said casually, "No need to thank me. Revenge for Lucius is equal to vindicating the name of British purebloods."

Narcissa suddenly exclaimed: "Have you planned everything? Do you want to be the third Dark Lord?"

"Foolish idea, Mrs. Malfoy, don't look at me like you're a pervert." Moriarty used Narcissa's wand to press Narcissa's golden hair head down. "Have you ever thought about your question? Besides

Enjoyment of beauty, what can you provide me? Oh, you have a son, maybe I should ask what your son can do for me?"

"You are not allowed to have any ideas about my son!"

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

Like an angry lioness, she stood up from the carpet with a bang, and habitually put her hand under her robe. However, she remembered that the wand had fallen into Moriarty's hand, so she could only point at it fiercely with her finger.

Moriarty.

The whole process didn't take two seconds. Lilith could see clearly. Is the woman in front of her really the same person as the poor little girl who knelt down just now?

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

Narcissa stared at Moriarty, her shoulders shaking slightly, as if she had seen something extremely frightening.

"What exactly did you ask Draco to do?"

"He will know, believe me. It's still too early. Sooner or later, he will take over your magic wand and embark on the path I have arranged for him."

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

He has the star Lockhart and the pure-blood representative Flint, but he lacks a representative of civilian wizards.

Dumbledore bet on the famous savior.

Moriarty never chose Harry. He just promised Dumbledore to give Harry more guidance after Harry enters school.

And now, Moriarty has a 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, and the fate of her and her son was like a dandelion root, swaying in the wind.

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

Narcissa glanced at Moriarty sadly. Although it was a bit unsatisfactory, at least she was protected by Moriarty. She hoped that there would be a rainbow after the storm.

"I am willing to serve you, sir." Narcissa sighed, then put on the airs of a hostess and shouted: "Dobby? Dobby! Come out!"

The ugly house elf jumped out of the air, with a "pop" sound that startled Narcissa, "You are always like this! Punish yourself!"

Dobby banged his head against the wall.

Moriarty watched with great interest, clapped his hands and applauded: "It is said that every Black has his own way of punishing house elves."

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

Moriarty shook his head and smiled, without any hesitation, and urged: "Ask quickly."

Lilith was annoyed to see the smiles on Moriarty and Narcissa's faces - regardless of whether they meant it or not, they just smiled!

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

Narcissa ordered Dobby to stop and talk properly. Dobby glanced at Narcissa resentfully, but had to carry out the order of his mistress.

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

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"The Chateau d'If?" Lilith shouted: "That's a Muggle tourist attraction! No one knows that a vampire Marquis lives there."

Narcissa held on to 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 and asked, "Are you going to take action?"

Moriarty nodded: "While it's still early, we might be able to catch dinner after arriving in Marseille."

"Okay," a solemn look flashed across Lilith's face, "You can safely leave this place to me. With me here, the wizards outside don't dare to mess around."

"Be careful to protect yourself." Moriarty did not shy away from Mrs. Malfoy's presence. "I will leave you with the little king. If there is any trouble, evacuate quickly."

"Do you look down on me?"

Lilith wrinkled her nose and spoke lightly.

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

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

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

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

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

"Split up," Moriarty nodded happily and walked side by side with her: "I wish you good luck."

Lilith's lips barely moved, "I just want you to come back safely."