Hogwarts behind-the-scenes big boss

"Yes, indeed. So, how did you know? As far as I know, you don't have channels from the Ministry of Magic." Dumbledore crossed his hands and held his chin to look at Moriarty.

"Is an award from an academic publication worthy of being presented by the Minister of Magic himself?" Moriarty asked rhetorically. He walked up to the Sorting Hat, touched the tip of the hat, and said casually: "This couldn't be more obvious. She likes it."

My fame, I hope to increase some support through celebrity effect."

Moriarty added another point: "It's just an old trick of politicians, I don't like it."

Dumbledore smiled kindly: "I'm really glad that you can see through the hypocritical masks on the faces of politicians. Although graduates enter the Ministry of Magic every year, I have always opposed ungraduated students to have too much involvement with the Ministry of Magic.

.”

Moriarty nodded noncommittally, glanced at the professors in the room, and said, "If there is nothing else, I think I should go to class. Professor Flitwick will teach the softening spell today."

"Wait a minute," Dumbledore said suddenly, and then he winked at Moriarty: "Get ready for the Quidditch match. I dare say that this game between Slytherin and Gryffindor will definitely be the best in the past ten years.

The most exciting game ever.”

Moriarty agreed and left.

Watching him walk out of the office, Dumbledore looked at Professor McGonagall: "Minerva, Mr. Moriarty doesn't seem to be interested in your Transfiguration Club?"

"Yes, Albus." Professor McGonagall answered truthfully: "Miss Gemma Farley mentioned it to Mr. Moriarty, but he didn't say anything about it."

Dumbledore rubbed his eyebrows: "Sev, what do you think?"

"Who? Slytherin?" Professor Snape sneered: "Stupid Blanche once said: If you show Moriarty the formula and steps of the potion, he can brew it.

The corresponding potion!

In terms of potions alone, Slytherin has shown qualities that give us no reason to doubt him. He is smart, strong, calm, and... I can feel love from his potions."

"Love?" Dumbledore stood up and approached Snape: "I can't believe this word came out of your mouth!"

Professor Snape's eyes averted for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal: "Believe it or not, instead of guessing here, why not ask Gilderoy Lockhart? I felt it from that guy's shampoo.

It’s the same familiar feeling.”

"Gilderoy Lockhart..." Dumbledore walked to a bookshelf and took out "In Tibet with Slytherin". He turned the pages and said softly: "Perhaps, some things have been forgotten by us.

Already..."

On the other side, the Charms classroom.

The news that Moriarty won the Most Promising Newcomer Award from "Transfiguration Today" is already known to everyone.

Seeing Moriarty entering the classroom, the little snakes and eaglets applauded one after another.

Professor Flitwick on the podium had to use his wand to conjure a large bunch of ribbons, which not only completed the celebration but also silenced the classroom.

"I'm really sorry that there is no academic journal on charms in the wizarding world. Otherwise, you would definitely win the award." Professor Flitwick shook his head, feeling very regretful, but soon he became happy: "But I miss Moriarty.

Sir, you will soon show your talents!

Because Professor Dumbledore allowed me to open a dueling club! Teach the little wizards from first to fourth grade dueling skills. Well, you can also learn some advanced spells in advance."

The young wizards around him discussed it with great interest, but Moriarty was extremely vigilant. The establishment of the Duel Club was no accident.

Is it Dumbledore, wanting to test me? Test my strength!

After Moriarty made his judgment, he quickly took countermeasures. He stood up and said to Professor Flitwick: "Professor, I want to sign up."

The little wizards were stunned at first, and then thought it was natural. After Moriarty sat down, Jericho stood up eagerly: "I want to sign up too! Professor!"

The enthusiasm of the little wizards seemed to be ignited. The entire class signed up for Professor Flitwick. Penello and Lilith seemed to have made an agreement and were the last two to sign up.

Moriarty saw the two of them look at each other, and a fighting spirit flashed in their eyes.

After Lilith sat down, Moriarty asked with a smile: "When did you and Crevat have a tacit understanding?"

Lilith rolled her eyes, "You obviously want to ask me why I'm tit for tat with Crevat."

"Could it be that conversation on the train?" Moriarty guessed: "No, right? I don't think you two are so naive."

"Of course it's not because of that time, although our opinions are indeed inconsistent," Lilith glanced at Moriarty, "Okay, don't ask more, just know that I will defeat her in the duel club!"

"Hey, Mr. Moriarty, don't always talk about girls," Jericho had just returned from Professor Flitwick. As if he was afraid that Moriarty would disappear, he sat down next to Moriarty in an instant and said

: "We haven't sat together and chatted for almost two weeks! I don't even know what you are busy with every day!"

Facing his urgency, Moriarty just shook his head lightly: "I'm sorry that I will be away for a while after class, but I will tell you what I am doing one day - if you want to know, if you are enough

If you are qualified."

Jericho lowered his head with a gloomy expression, but Lilith seemed to be getting to know Moriarty again, her dark eyes flashing with light.

The three of them did not speak again for the entire class. After class, Moriarty walked out of the castle and slowly came to a hill not far from Hagrid's hut.

Bloody Barro is already waiting here.

"Slytherin!" His mouth was like a whistle, and the voice he made was harsh and hoarse. "I thought you inherited the will of the Big Four and came back to protect the school!"

"Did I do anything that harmed the school?" Moriarty blocked Barrow's mouth with a more powerful voice. His eyes were full of dissatisfaction: "Barrow, I have been accompanying Hogwarts for thousands of years because of you.

I have great respect for you, but you doubt me just because I inquired about the secret room?"

Moriarty laughed sarcastically: "Do you think I am the same as the person who opened the Chamber of Secrets for the first time? Stupid idea. The most stupid thing is that you actually tried to stop me! So you will never get the secret of ancestor Salazar.

Forgive! Because you don’t understand him at all!”

Mentioning Salazar, Barrow frowned in pain, his thin face was distorted, his beard trembled, and his body moved back and forth.

"What on earth do you want to do!" Barrow growled in a suppressed voice.

Moriarty looked directly at him calmly: "This is exactly the question I want to ask you. What are you, you, going to do to me?"

There was a trace of struggle on Barrow's face, and finally he sighed, "One day in December 1987, the pen of acceptance wrote your name on the book of admission, and then, this castle underwent strange changes.

.”

Barrow looked at Hogwarts, his eyes had never been so soft as now.

Moriarty increased his concentration and held the Slytherin staff tightly in his hand. He had a hunch that what Barrow said next was related to the riot at Hogwarts and the moonless night.

Sure enough, Barrow continued: "I think you should have got some information from the newspapers. I heard from the students that the wizards called that change the 'Hogwarts Riot.' In fact, that was a rumor.

Misinformation, there will never be a riot in Hogwarts!"

"I agree with you on this point."

Barrow hummed, his eyes looking at Moriarty softened a lot, and he said: "Although it was not a riot, chaos did occur!"