Hogwarts behind-the-scenes big boss

Mrs. Malfoy quickly looked away and stopped the foreign wizard who was leaving after paying the silver coin, "Sir, I will give you a set of wand cleaning tools."

She stretched out her white-gloved hands, picked up a small box from the shelf on the left, and placed it on the counter, which contained wand cleaning tools.

After Lucius was buried, Mrs. Malfoy put on white gloves. She always folded her hands and placed them on her lower abdomen. Her elegance never goes out of style.

The foreign wizard glanced at Mrs. Malfoy hesitantly, then looked at the wand cleaning tools, and waved his hands repeatedly.

"Madam? Why, give it to me?"

Hearing the foreign wizard speaking half-baked English, Mrs. Malfoy also slowed down her speech and said slowly: "Because the Malfoy family is a trustworthy partner."

Moriarty, who walked into the store, heard something behind the words. He crossed his arms and leaned against the door frame to enjoy Mrs. Malfoy's performance.

On the surface, Mrs. Malfoy is talking to a foreign wizard, but she is actually insinuating that Moriarty did not hand over the sales rights of Nimbus 1990S to the Malfoy family.

The Malfoy family is a trustworthy partner, why don't you trust me?

Mrs. Malfoy glanced at Moriarty quickly, and found that Moriarty was looking at her with a half-smile, and immediately looked away.

Facing foreign wizards, she became the noble and dignified noble lady and the shrewd and capable female shopkeeper.

"The Malfoy family is a good, trustworthy partner!"

The foreign wizard nodded seriously, picked up the box and wand set, and walked out of the store.

Mrs. Malfoy watched the foreign wizard leave, and now she and Moriarty were the only ones left in the shop.

She turned around and walked towards the shelves, leaving Moriarty with a delicate profile, and said casually: "Sir, what do you need?"

Pretending not to know?

Moriarty raised his eyebrows, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became thicker, "Attracting the opposite sex by pretending to be cold and turning a blind eye was the method used in the last century to attract the attention of the opposite sex."

Mrs. Malfoy's shoulders shook a little, and she suppressed a smile. She shrugged her shoulders. It must have been hard for her to endure it. She gradually moved her steps, letting the shelves cover her red face from smiling.

Moriarty walked over, and the sound of footsteps alerted Mrs. Malfoy. She walked around the shelves and walked behind the counter, sat on a stool, lowered her head and opened the "Daily Prophet", pretending to read the newspaper.

Mrs. Malfoy still avoided Moriarty, but she was willing to speak politely, "Mr. Moriarty, welcome to the Magic Revival Item Shop."

Moriarty walked behind the counter again. It was a narrow place and he and Mrs. Malfoy were very close to each other.

Moriarty could smell the scent of Mrs. Malfoy. Mrs. Malfoy shrank back, but reached over with a hand and closed the newspaper.

Mrs. Malfoy had to raise her head to look at Moriarty. Her blue eyes met Moriarty's gaze and she quickly looked away.

Those gray eyes were like two whirlpools with unfathomable depth, and like black holes in the universe, mysterious and profound.

Mrs. Malfoy, who has experienced girlhood, is very aware of her own weaknesses, and she is afraid of falling into them.

Moriarty followed Mrs. Malfoy's line of sight and looked over. There was a row of broomstick signs hanging on the window, with comets and silver arrows, but there was no light wheel.

"Mrs. Malfoy, I can interpret your series of strange behaviors as you trying to attract me, right?

Including inviting teachers and students of Hogwarts to watch the finals, refusing to put up Nimbus Company ornaments, and pretending not to know me..."

Every time Moriarty said something, Mrs. Malfoy moved her eyes in a panic. In the end, she didn't know where to put her eyes.

Seeing her evasive appearance, Moriarty raised the corner of his mouth teasingly and concluded: "In other words, you are jealous of Nimbus Company."

Mrs. Malfoy blushed to the base of her neck, but it only lasted a moment, and she immediately returned to normal.

"Who would be jealous of a broken company!

Mr. Moriarty, we are no longer children."

Mrs. Malfoy collected her emotions and said calmly: "Your behavior style prevents me from treating you like a child, right?"

She took a breath, "So? We should have a conversation about adults."

"Oh? You mean - you want to talk about adult topics with me." Moriarty tilted his head and looked at Mrs. Malfoy meaningfully.

Today, Mrs. Malfoy wears a dark purple wizard robe, a black gauze skirt underneath, neatly accessorized jewelry, and pony boots.

It's really adult enough.

Showing the charm that an adult witch should have.

Mrs. Malfoy saw Moriarty's unscrupulous eyes and said funnyly: "Stop thinking about it, really~"

The last note was so melodious that Moriarty raised his eyebrows, as if to say, isn't this an adult topic?

Mrs. Malfoy realized that she had said the wrong thing and did not want to face Moriarty again. She pushed Moriarty away and walked to the store door, closed the store door, and put up the "Closed Today" sign.

"Close the windows and close the doors - do you want to be honest with me in a closed space?"

Moriarty lavishly sat down on the stool behind the counter, teasing Mrs. Malfoy.

Mrs. Malfoy covered her face and laughed so hard that she couldn't close her legs...and her mouth.

Fortunately, she was a mature woman and it didn't take long for her to calm down.

"Then I'll tell you the truth, Mr. Moriarty."

Mrs. Malfoy stood demurely in front of Moriarty, her face full of seriousness. If you ignore the blush that has not dissipated on her face, it must be a serious expression.

Thinking of this, Moriarty raised the corner of his mouth again.

All British purebloods know that Mrs. Malfoy has fair skin, which is what Lucius is most proud of.

Now there are two blushes on the white and tender face, coupled with the adult topics before, it is difficult not to make the wizard think wrong.

But there were only Moriarty and Mrs. Malfoy in the shop, and neither of them would tell anyone.

It was just Moriarty's narrow smile that made Mrs. Malfoy glare at Moriarty angrily, as if to say: It's all your fault.

Moriarty shrugged, "Dear Mrs. Malfoy, please speak."

"I hope to get the distribution rights for the alchemy tools you and Nico Flamel jointly developed.

I have been hinting to you, but you always avoid me, and this time you handed over Nimbus 1990S to Nimbus Company!"

Mrs. Malfoy was angry and aggrieved.

"Oh? You mean - you've been hinting at me all along?"

Moriarty tilted his head and stared at Mrs. Malfoy again, his eyes meaningful.

"I'm not very clear about this.

Can I ask, what are you hinting at me?"

"Pfft," Mrs. Malfoy laughed so hard that her branches trembled with laughter, and then she stamped her feet in disbelief: "Ah, stop teasing me! Can't we have a good chat?"

Moriarty smiled and said nothing.

Teasing Mrs. Malfoy is different from teasing Tonks or Lilith.

The mature Mrs. Malfoy can always switch between shyness and reason.

"Yes, of course. Regarding Nimbus 1990S, I don't think I owe an apology to you or the Malfoy family."

Moriarty became serious. He knew that if the trouble continued, he might not be able to make it back to Hypersey today.

Mrs. Malfoy frowned slightly and sighed: "Oh, okay, let's not talk about Nimbus 1990S.

What about my previous request? Do you agree?"

"Discuss on a case-by-case basis," Moriarty said calmly.

As he gets stronger and time goes by, the alchemy items he develops and makes will definitely become more and more powerful.

Part of it was given to Mrs. Malfoy to sell, which was fine. He allowed Mrs. Malfoy to make a small profit while he made a big profit.

But the other part - in Moriarty's vision, would not be put into circulation, it was his secret weapon.

Naturally, Mrs. Malfoy cannot know these words, and Mrs. Malfoy's request will naturally come to nothing.

But Mrs. Malfoy didn't know the inside story. She lowered her head in despair. Within three seconds, she suddenly raised her head.

Her eyes were wide open and dancing with a mysterious light, "Moriarty, there is something I want you to know - when I was sorting out the family's dark magic props, I found a diary. Do you want it?"

"

"Diary?"

Moriarty repeated, it is both a diary of the Malfoy family and a dark magic prop...

Voldemort's Horcrux!

How did Narcissa discover it?

This careless woman!

Moriarty frowned and stood up seriously.