Hogwarts behind-the-scenes big boss

As if suddenly, the students' wardrobes were empty, their belongings were packed into their suitcases, and notices were sent to each student, warning them not to use magic during the holidays.

Hagrid was responsible for leading the students to board the fleet across the lake. Moriarty stood on the tower and had a panoramic view of the students leaving. He did not follow the students on the express train back to London, but stayed

Come down.

He had something to discuss with Dumbledore, who told him that the password for the Headmaster's Office was Cockroaches and Monster.

The staff tapped the ground lightly, and a staircase leading to the principal's office on the eighth floor appeared automatically. Moriarty walked all the way to the door of the principal's office, where Paro, the gargoyle stone beast, saluted him cheerfully.

"Cockroach monster!" Moriarty said clearly.

The gleaming oak door opened, and Dumbledore sat on the huge table. On the table was Dumbledore's collection of silverware - all of which Moriarty had seen.

This time, there was a pile of candies and a shallow stone basin on the table, with runes and symbols carved on the edge of the basin.

Moriarty recognized the Pensieve at a glance, but why did Dumbledore take the Pensieve out?

"Good morning, Moriarty."

Dumbledore noticed Moriarty coming in. He pointed to the candies on the table with his finger, "Would you like some cockroaches? Professor Randy just brought them back. He is always so considerate."

Moriarty conjured a duck-down chair with armrests. He sat opposite Dumbledore, reached for a pile of cockroaches, and looked at it carefully.

"Why would anyone like a pile of cockroaches?"

Moriarty looked at the food in his hand - it was no different from a real cockroach, with its tiny legs crawling quickly, its two tentacles swinging irregularly at a scalp-numbing frequency, and its wings making a tiny buzzing sound.

, as if it was about to take off at any moment.

Dumbledore also picked up a pile of cockroaches and looked at it, then put it into his mouth as a matter of course, and said with a smile: "Even though they know it is food, people are still afraid of it. I would say that overcoming fear is very simple.

Eat it."

"It is difficult for ordinary wizards to have such a mentality as yours," Moriarty bit off the head of the cockroach pile. Fortunately, no sticky juice splashed out. The taste was really good. After tasting it, Moriarty continued:

"The wizard who invented this candy must have hated cockroaches so much that he wanted people to chew them at any time."

"Interesting explanation." Dumbledore put a few more cockroaches into his mouth. He didn't eat them, but just held them in his mouth, as if he wanted to experience the process of cockroaches crawling in his mouth.

Dumbledore looked at Moriarty: "Our two views on cockroach piles represent two types of people respectively."

"One is a man of faith," Moriarty said softly, "and the other is a man of hatred."

Dumbledore swallowed the food in his mouth, raised his glasses with his right hand, and looked at Moriarty carefully. The office suddenly fell silent.

Moriarty didn't feel any discomfort, and there was no sign of brain invasion. Dumbledore simply looked at him.

"I think you must know that the Sorting Hat is a magic hat. As the principal, every year I can see some... psychological activities of the new students through the Sorting Hat."

Dumbledore said calmly, as if he was not talking about himself.

Moriarty smiled slightly: "But you didn't see mine. Does this make you worried? Nervous?"

Dumbledore nodded in agreement and said sincerely: "If I have made any mistakes in my life, it must be Tom's fault! I taught a Dark Lord."

"Yes, yes, that's right, you were his Transfiguration professor at the time," Moriarty's tone became joking: "So whenever there is an outstanding Slytherin student, you will be wary of him, and neither will I."

exception."

"As you said to Severus, it is difficult to hide what happens in this castle from my eyes." Dumbledore raised his voice: "I am very happy to see that you taught Mr. Blanche

, guided Mr. Flint, I also saw your excellent skills on the Quidditch field, the talent and strength you displayed in the dueling club, and what is even more surprising to me is that you are willing to share the secret room with others.

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Of course, I also saw you taking night walks with your friends." Dumbledore said and winked at Moriarty: "Life at Hogwarts is incomplete without night walks."

For some reason, Moriarty suddenly wanted to use Legilimency on Dumbledore. He wanted to see Dumbledore's school days, but he seemed to be with GG.

"Your surname is destined to make you different, but I hope you can enjoy life like the other little wizards in this school? Make friends? Fall in love? Even if you go to the Forbidden Forest, I think I will be with Hagrid.

I won't mind." Dumbledore said gently, with a smile in his eyes.

"It sounds tempting, but I have more important things to do." Moriarty shook his head.

"Can you let me know?"

"There is nothing that cannot be said," Moriarty told Dumbledore about the riot at Hogwarts and the centaur's divination, and added: "We will not remain indifferent to such a big thing happening at Hogwarts."

"You?" Dumbledore's expression became solemn, and he looked at Moriarty as if he were looking at Voldemort.

"We," Moriarty repeated, and then said nonchalantly: "Me and the ghosts, armor, and murals in the castle."

For a moment, Dumbledore thought he had heard wrongly. His eyes widened and he actually stuttered: "Well, well, that's good. Most students mention Hogwarts with nostalgia and longing. Very few students can

I have such a delicate feeling for Hogwarts."

In order to cover up his gaffe, Dumbledore glanced at the shelf behind him - there was Fawkes the Phoenix.

"Remember the afternoon we came up from the underground passage?

Fox told me that Peeves said to him, when you chanted the snake language and mobilized the stone pillars, armor, and murals in the castle, there was a portrait on the mural that did not guard the castle with the other portraits. What was that portrait?

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Dumbledore looked towards Fawkes, and Phoenix let out a soft cry. Dumbledore nodded and said, "Ah, yes, Peeves said that portrait is called the Headless Horseman!"

This time it was Moriarty's turn to look serious.

The four giants all have spells to order Hogwarts, and the snake language he spoke before opening the underground passage was the spell left by Salazar's ancestors. Even the portraits of the past principals must obey the orders of the spell caster and guard the castle.

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And now Dumbledore is saying that one of the portraits disobeyed the spell!

If Dumbledore was the source of the information, Moriarty would still wonder if Dumbledore was deceiving him, but since the information came from Peeves, it must be correct.

While Moriarty was thinking, Dumbledore was also observing Moriarty. From the moment Moriarty opened the underground passage, Dumbledore knew that the castle hid many secrets.

In the face of these secrets, someone as powerful as Dumbledore is just a primary school student.

Dumbledore told Moriarty the news, not necessarily without the idea of ​​using Moriarty to decipher it, but when he saw that Moriarty had no idea, he wisely changed the subject.

"Moriarty, I think you must know it." Dumbledore looked at the pensieve.

Moriarty nodded casually, and Dumbledore looked quite happy: "Very good, then the next thing will be much easier. You have successfully won my trust. I am willing to..."

Moriarty waved his hand and interrupted him: "Trust is always mutual, so? When you said this, did you ever think about whether you gained my trust?"

"I knew you would say that," Dumbledore said even more happily: "That's why we use the Pensieve!

I want to show you a memory, a memory about Harry Potter! I think you must know about Harry Potter, but you must not know that I have a plan, a plan to completely eliminate Voldemort. I think,

Together we can perfect this plan!”

Dumbledore expected to see surprise on Moriarty's face, and also hoped that Moriarty would ask him questions such as "Why Voldemort didn't really die", but he was disappointed that Moriarty just squinted his eyes.

Staring at him, his gray eyes were like an endless dark universe, elusive.

In fact, Moriarty didn't expect that Dumbledore's method of expressing sincerity would be Harry Potter!

Poor Potter never imagined that someone had already arranged his fate before he entered school.

Moriarty was deep in thought, thinking about the benefits that Harry could bring him: he already had a well-known person in Lockhart with a positive image, and he also had the allegiance of a pure-blood family that was expanding its business.

So what is he missing?

Harry Potter?

A strange light flashed in Moriarty's eyes, maybe he had thought of it!

"If your plan is tempting enough, you can gain my trust." Moriarty replied to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore agreed. He put a ray of memory into the Pensieve and took Moriarty into his memory - starting from James Potter and Lily Potter, Moriarty saw the story about Harry Potter.

Many stories about Lee.

After reading the memories, Moriarty and Dumbledore had a heated discussion about Harry Potter's fate.

They discussed it all day long and ate piles of cockroaches when they were hungry!

The next morning, Dumbledore was finally convinced. He leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes: "Harry Potter is left to you. I hope you can train him to become a great wizard."

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Moriarty stretched out his right hand towards him and smiled lightly: "As you wish."

Dumbledore slowly stretched out his right hand and shook Moriarty's hand firmly.

From this moment on, the partnership between Moriarty and Dumbledore entered the "honeymoon period".

Moriarty seemed to suddenly remember something: "Oh, by the way, there is one more thing..."