Hogwarts behind-the-scenes big boss

Mrs. Malfoy thought Moriarty would behave like an aristocrat, sitting politely on the sofa in the living room and waiting.

Unexpectedly, Moriarty slowly shook his head.

"I'm afraid this won't work."

Mrs. Malfoy's expression changed, as if she was offended, and she spoke quickly: "This is my home! Please respect me!"

I don’t think I’ve reached the point where I can’t give orders in my house.”

"It is precisely because I respect you that I cannot let you take Voldemort's diary alone." Moriarty said righteously.

"A Horcrux is a high-end, weird black magic item.

In order to prevent you from being seduced by Horcruxes, I will be with you at all times from the moment you come into contact with Horcruxes."

Moriarty looked selfless.

In fact, there is another intention.

If nothing else happened, Lucius should have placed the diary in the Malfoy family's underground darkroom.

Moriarty just wanted to take a walk in the underground darkroom.

Of course, he is not looking for money.

Moriarty, who owns Slytherin Castle, is richer than a hundred Malfoy families and a hundred Black families combined.

His real purpose is to get the lottery.

The Saints of the Polish team and the Magician of the Japanese team gave Moriarty a bad feeling.

So he planned to draw a wave of prizes before the start of the finals and exchange them for a wave of elemental magic.

The underground darkroom accumulated by the Malfoy family for generations should provide many lottery draws, right?

With this idea in mind, Moriarty led Mrs. Malfoy towards the depths of the villa without any explanation.

"Really, Malfoy Manor is clearly my home, why do you make it look like your own home!"

Mrs. Malfoy said angrily when she saw Moriarty looking familiar.

"Ask your house elf Dobby."

Moriarty shrugged and told a secret.

"Lucius sent Dobby to teach my house elf Luke the art of decorating a modern manor - and you were there.

Dobby listened to Lucius's words and completed the task brilliantly. Luke also learned excellent modern manor decoration skills.

However, whether intentionally or not, Dobby took Luke around the entire manor, and Luke naturally reported the structure of the manor to me.

It can be said that except for the darkroom in your home, I know everything about the entire manor.

Don't look at me like that. I swear on my Slytherin name that I have no intention of prying into Malfoy Manor.

But shouldn't your focus be on Dobby?

I remember reminding Lucius to watch his house elves.

I can tell that Dobby is disgusted with your family - Dobby is only bound by his identity as a house elf, otherwise he would do something to your family."

Mrs. Malfoy's expression changed every time Moriarty said something. At the end, she frowned tightly.

The issue she is most concerned about now is her and Draco's safety. Dobby holds a grudge against their family. If Dobby's identity as a house elf hadn't restrained Dobby, Malfoy Manor would no longer be safe!

Mrs. Malfoy never imagined that Dobby would misinterpret Lucius's words and lead Luke around the entire manor!

In Moriarty's eyes, Malfoy Manor must look like a naked beauty!

Oh! Merlin!

Mrs. Malfoy suddenly remembered that this time last year, she lost a bathrobe!

At that time, she thought it was just the carelessness of the house elf, but now it seems that it is not that simple...

Moriarty knows everything about Malfoy Manor.

The bathrobe...could it have been stolen by Moriarty?

As soon as this thought came to mind, Mrs. Malfoy's heart skipped a beat.

Mrs. Malfoy glanced at Moriarty secretly. As they walked on the road, Moriarty's profile revealed a meticulous seriousness.

"What am I thinking about! He is seriously thinking about how to deal with Horcruxes, but I doubt him."

Mrs. Malfoy felt ashamed at the thought that had just occurred to her. How could Moriarty steal her bathrobe? He was only a child after all.

But then, another voice popped up in his mind: "Moriarty is a child? Really? Do you believe it?"

Mrs. Malfoy naturally didn't believe it, she just wanted to find a reasonable excuse.

After a short journey, Moriarty and Mrs. Malfoy walked into the underground darkroom with their own thoughts.

"Ding dong~ It has been detected that the host has discovered the Malfoy family's underground darkroom. Two exploration draws will be awarded."

Moriarty didn't think it was too little, so he saved it.

Mrs. Malfoy walked into the dark room and took out a black-covered diary from a box.

"Is this a Horcrux? Mrs. Malfoy walked towards Moriarty holding Voldemort's diary, "I didn't see any danger, nor did I see that this thing would enchant me."

"After all, you are with me, Voldemort doesn't dare to mess around." Moriarty's face was not red and his heart was not beating.

Mrs. Malfoy was doubtful and handed the diary to Moriarty, "I gave it to you."

"This is a wise choice." Moriarty nodded slightly towards her, stretched out his right hand and took the diary.

The black cover is slightly faded and the dated date indicates it is from fifty years ago.

"Ding dong~ The host has been detected. Touch Voldemort's diary and be rewarded with two exploration draws."

Moriarty turned over the first page, and there was a vague name on the yellowed paper: "Tom Marvolo Riddle."

Mrs. Malfoy looked up and let out a short scream: "Tom Marvolo Riddle."

"Do you know this name?" Moriarty was a little surprised.

"Old Malfoy and the Dark Lord were very good friends." Mrs. Malfoy said softly, and after thinking for a while, she added: "Once."

Moriarty nodded slightly, and Mrs. Malfoy looked at the name carefully, as if she had discovered something, and stretched out her white finger to press on the name.

"Look, it's written in ink.

If it is a Horcrux, there must be a soul fragment stored in it!

I think the Dark Lord used words to preserve that soul fragment."

"clever."

Moriarty gave her an encouraging look, "But you are half right, what Voldemort left in the diary was a memory."

"memory?"

"A memory of fifty years, he opened the secret room for the first time, released the basilisk inside, and killed Myrtle."

Mrs. Malfoy was silent, and after a while she said: "Now that the diary is in your hands, I want to watch you destroy it."

"I don't need to say how powerful the Horcrux is. I can't destroy it here."

Moriarty said casually, "Okay, let's go out first."

The exploration lottery has been obtained, there is no need to stay here.

Mrs. Malfoy also felt that it was not a pleasant thing to continue talking in the dark room, so she and Moriarty walked out.

The two of them walked quietly back to the drawing room without saying anything. Mrs. Malfoy invited Moriarty to enjoy morning tea, but Moriarty refused.

"I still have something to do, so don't beat around the bush. If you have anything to say, please say it directly."

"As for the Horcrux," Mrs. Malfoy sat down on the sofa next to Moriarty, "I'm worried that you won't be able to destroy it, but will be bewitched by the soul inside."

"Okay, let's take a look at Voldemort fifty years ago." Moriarty suddenly became interested and put the diary on the coffee table.

Moriarty smiled at Mrs. Malfoy: "Can you give me a quill and a new bottle of ink?"

"certainly."

Mrs. Malfoy quickly fetched the items Moriarty needed.

Moriarty unscrewed the ink bottle, put the bottle on the coffee table, picked up the quill and dipped it in the ink bottle.

Mrs. Malfoy sat next to Moriarty, watching all this curiously.

"Watch carefully, don't blink."

Moriarty looked back and smiled, and then drew a few horizontal lines on Tom's name, as if he wanted to cross it out.

After finishing the scratching, Moriarty smiled jokingly and wrote on the first page of the diary, above Tom's name: "Rubeus Hagrid."