Hogwarts behind-the-scenes big boss

Since Harry came to Hogwarts, he has always dreamed of becoming a wizard with advanced magic.

All the young wizards at Hogwarts know that, except for the professors at Hogwarts, they can only learn true skills by following Moriarty.

But it was very difficult for Harry just to complete the homework and study tasks assigned by the professor.

Not to mention having extra time to consult with Moriarty.

"Maybe there's a place for me in Larpo?"

Harry suddenly had this idea.

Wizards from Gamp's line have been writing to him.

Fudge even promised Harry that he would become an Auror as soon as he graduates.

Harry shook his head.

"It's better to wait until I meet Senior Moriarty."

He still has feelings for Slytherin, and he is also the one who is cared for on the Quidditch team.

Jericho, Marcus, and the other players taught Harry many skills.

Harry couldn't help but think of the scene where he was flying in the air on a broomstick.

"Harry, are you distracted?"

Neville's voice sounded, and Harry woke up. The team turned left and entered the village of Hogsmeade, and he was lagging behind at the end.

"Are we here now?" Harry caught up with Neville and looked around with curious eyes.

"Of course," Neville said excitedly, "I have written down this secret passage, so we can come out to play often in the future."

"Good idea." Harry shrank up, and the strong wind blew over, and their hair was blown to cover their eyes.

"Where on earth are we going?" Neville asked Hermione. "The Three Broomsticks pub?"

"Oh - no," Hermione had been thinking about something and was awakened by the interruption. She glanced at Neville and said, "Of course not. It's always crowded with people and it's very noisy. Let's go to the Miracle Prop Shop."

Neville was furious when he saw it. How could Hermione have the same aura as the teacher?

"It turns out to be the Magic and Miracle Props Shop," Neville said clearly. "That makes sense. That's the teacher's territory."

Knowing the destination, no one asked any questions. The Weasley twins led the team past the Three Broomsticks Bar, Zuko's Joke Shop, past the post office, and to the Miracle Prop Shop.

As expected, Marcus greeted the group with, "Follow me."

The Weasley twins did not follow them in. They had to go to Zuko's Joke Shop to buy some raw materials - there have been more and more students skipping classes recently, and the supply is somewhat in short supply.

In the store, Moriarty cast a spell.

The shelves were placed against the wall, and there were many chairs placed on the large open space, making it look like a symposium.

Moriarty, Lilith, Fleur, Jericho, Krum and Saldaya sit in the center area.

"Everyone, sit down, let's sit down and talk," Moriarty greeted them cordially, "Marcus, could you please give everyone a drink: beer, drink, anything."

The store has an underground wine cellar, and Narcissa has collected bottles of fine wine.

Wood clapped his big hands and walked over: "Then you're welcome. I'm old enough to drink."

Several senior Ravenclaw students nodded in agreement, while the junior students let out a few sighs of regret.

"We can only drink drinks. How about Coke? Have you ever drank Coke?" A young Muggle-born wizard asked his friends.

The little wizards sat down while chatting. Neville wanted to sit next to Moriarty, but Hermione got there first and squeezed aside.

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Neville's face was filled with questions. Are you taking my teacher?

Hermione pretended not to see it and rummaged for something in a small bag.

Lilith was overjoyed to watch, and she also found that there were fewer girls than boys in this group.

This is a strange thing.

"Someone's charm seems to have declined." Lilith said quietly to Moriarty.

"Who said that?" Moriarty looked around for himself, "I didn't see Luna Lovegood and Ginny Weasley!"

"And Gabrielle!" Fleur also came over, "She gets along very well with the Gryffindor junior girl."

As a sister, Fleur said that her sister enjoyed happiness at Hogwarts.

A meaningful flash flashed in Lilith's eyes. You have become Moriarty. Didn't you like your senior sister before?

Marcus fetched a drink. After drinking the drink and beer, the voices gradually calmed down. Everyone's eyes were fixed on Hermione.

"Well," Hermione said, her voice slightly higher than usual because of nervousness, "Um - er - hello everyone."

Moriarty made a cheering gesture to her, and Hermione took a deep breath to calm down.

"Well... well, you all know why you're here. Because I've got an idea - if anyone wants to learn Defense Against the Dark Arts - I mean, learn the real thing, not that Umbridge

That pile of rubbish they taught us—"

Hermione entered the state, and her voice suddenly became firmer and more confident.

"——No one would call that thing Defense Against the Dark Arts. She would just copy the shitty theories from the Ministry of Magic. I think we might as well, um, solve the problem ourselves."

She paused, looked sideways at Moriarty, and continued: "What I mean is to learn how to effectively protect yourself—to practice real spells. You will understand me, right?"

These words aroused approval, and Hermione continued happily: "This is the plan. If you want to join, we need to plan what to do, how often to meet, where to meet... these issues."

After Hermione finished speaking, Wood immediately rushed to say: "Of course I want to join. Mr. Moriarty has organized a similar organization, the Hogwarts Pure-blood Army, which is famous."

The senior students nodded in agreement, and Jericho and Saldaya raised their heads honorably.

The Hogwarts Pureblood Army was founded by Moriarty in his second year, and the main force at that time was the senior Snake.

Now Moriarty is in his third year, and the previous senior Snakes have also graduated - they have gone to Lockhart's anti-crime Auror team, and the current Hogwarts pure-blood army is in need of manpower.

Wood's eager eyes said everything, he wanted to join.

The upper class students all had the same purpose, but the lower class students had uneasy expressions on their faces.

"I said, even if you are not a pure blood, you can join the pure blood army?" Zacharius Smith raised his hand. He was a second-year student at Badger Academy.

Saldaya was disappointed to see that there was no Cedric among the Badger Academy students.

"No one forced you to join." Soldaya muttered.

Moriarty noticed that there were many mixed-race little wizards among them, and smiled gently.

"I don't care about bloodline. Many people know this."

"I'm not recruiting any more people for the Hogwarts pure-blood army today."

"If you have to give our group a name, call it Hogwarts Army."

Some students, including Zachary Smith, became relaxed. Wood scratched his head and said, "No matter what the name is, Mr. Moriarty is our teacher, right?"

Everyone looked at Moriarty. Compared with the name, learning magic was their wish.

Moriarty met everyone's gaze and nodded without hesitation: "Umbridge is not a competent professor. I will teach what she can teach, and I can teach what she cannot teach."

Hermione immediately said: "I prove that I am learning Animagus from Senior Moriarty and Senior Sister Lilith."

Several girls asked Hermione questions at once, chattering, and the one who screamed the loudest was Ginny.

Little Hannah's eyes were as round as gold galleons.

So every time you disappear you are always with Senior Moriarty?

Although Hannah didn't say anything, Hermione felt that this was what Hannah meant.

Hermione had to take out a parchment and a pen from her small bag.

"I want everyone to write their names down so we know who's here today. I also think," she took a deep breath, "that we should all agree not to do what we're going to do.

Spread the word. So once you sign, you agree not to tell Umbridge or anyone else about us."

"Of course, no problem." Wood snatched away the paper and pen, seemingly impatient.

He swipes the sign and then passes it to the next one.

Hermione didn't seem to expect it to go so smoothly, and was surprised and happy at the same time.

Finally, the paper and pen were passed back, and Moriarty took it from Hermione's hand, "I'll add some more people, they are absolutely reliable, don't worry."

"They must be Beauxbatons and Durmstrang's friends." Hermione responded quickly.

"No matter who the opponent is, Mr. Moriarty's reputation is still resounding." Soldaya said, seemingly pointing.

"Okay," Moriarty finished writing and said to everyone: "The teaching time will be once a week. This frequency is acceptable to everyone. I will use this to inform you of the specific time and location."

Jericho took out the badge that he had prepared.

Everyone discovered that this was an ordinary Hogwarts badge, exactly the same as the badge in the letter inviting them to enroll.

"Then, I'll take my leave first," it was Wood again, he said to Moriarty with a satisfied and respectful smile: "While the Quidditch boutique is still open, I'm going to buy some protective gear."

Moriarty nodded slightly, and the others stood up and left one after another.

(End of chapter)