Hogwarts behind-the-scenes big boss

Winter of 1987, Eastern Tibet, China.

A dilapidated wooden house on the south side of the Tibetan Plateau made a strange "creaking" sound in the cold wind.

10-year-old Moriarty Slytherin put on all the clothes he could wear, wrapped himself in all the quilts and blankets in the house, and huddled in the corner of the house.

Moriarty Slytherin was obviously very cold, his lips were blue, there were ice on his eyelashes, and his gray hair looked particularly dull.

But he clung to a long, dark box.

After realizing that his hands and feet were cold and starting to lose touch, Moriarty Slytherin held the black box under his elbow so that he could take one last look.

"Great Slytherin, I'm sorry. I would rather die early than suffer such pain."

…

Three hours later.

Moriarty Slytherin's brows suddenly frowned, and a look of struggle appeared on his face.

Strictly speaking, he is no longer the real Moriarty. Although he occupies this skin, the soul lurking deep in the skin is still an agent.

An agent who has professional skills, is proficient in five foreign languages, can quickly adapt to various situations, and has experienced the test of life and death.

The real Moriarty is already dead, but the Moriarty who is occupying this skin does not want to be frozen to death as soon as he comes back to life.

He inherited all of Moriarty's memories and is well aware of the mystery and magic of the Harry Potter world.

"As expected of the last Slytherin, even the descendants who live outside know more than others!"

Moriarty opened his eyes as if awakening, but it affected the frostbite on his face, causing half of Moriarty's face to hurt.

"On a whim, I forgot that I might be a squib, otherwise I wouldn't have frozen to death."

The cold air had poured into Moriarty's throat, and he murmured hoarsely.

Realizing his current situation, Moriarty could only lie flat on the floor, not daring to move or even making an expression.

But he soon felt something long and big pressing against his chest!

"Black box?" Moriarty realized that it was the only thing that his original body could protect even to death.

Moriarty recalled the memory of his original self. For this black box, the Slytherin family respected and feared it.

"It is said that this is a treasure passed down from Salazar Slytherin! It seems that there is an agreement with the ancestor?!"

But Moriarty can't control that much.

He's about to freeze to death, why should he care about the agreement he made with his ancestors!

Pedantic pureblood!

Since it is a treasure passed down from Salazar, it may be able to save lives.

Moriarty dragged his arms, which were almost frozen into popsicles, and tried his best to open the black box.

A silver staff about 80 centimeters long was placed neatly inside, with a roll of parchment underneath.

The silver staff has become a life-saving straw in Moriarty's eyes.

He wanted to twist his arm and pick up the staff, but it was difficult to do so.

My hands and feet are no longer very sensitive. Fortunately, as the sense of touch gradually disappears, my sense of pain is no longer so sensitive.

Moriarty finally touched the wand.

He was thinking about the magic spell in his memory when he heard a "ding dong~" coming from his ear.

"It is detected that the host finds and touches the magic item, and the behind-the-scenes boss system is activated. The host can get an initial lottery chance."

"Quick, quick, quick draw! Can you draw me a spell that restores my health? Or a spell that keeps me warm? You have to give me a blazing fire for the last time, right? After all, this draw is equivalent to a novice's fortune

Gift package, right?”

Moriarty was extremely excited. His system would conquer the world. Now that the system is out, saving his life won't be a problem, right?

"The prizes for the initial draw are all from the Harry Potter universe."

"Including fifty daily necessities, ten magic items, ten alchemy props, ten magic spells, ten types of potions, and ten types of wands."

"Confirm again if the host wants to draw a lottery?"

"Draw!" Moriarty chose the draw without hesitation.

"Okay, wish the host good luck."

Although the probability of drawing fifty daily necessities was high, Moriarty believed in his luck.

"Ding dong~ Congratulations to the host for drawing a pair of wool socks!"

A pair of thick white socks instantly appeared on Moriarty's hands, which seemed to be well made.

"The initial lottery is over. I wish the host will become the behind-the-scenes boss of the Harry Potter world as soon as possible."

"I***!!! Is this the good luck you wish me?"

Moriarty was so angry that he vomited blood. What kind of system is this? Which time traveler's welfare is a pair of wool socks!

"This host is going to freeze to death, so why don't you give me a pair of socks?" Moriarty said angrily: "The system is out! I don't accept the lottery for the initial gift package! I demand a new lottery!"

"It has been detected that the host's vitality has been severely lost. The host is still conscious now because of the excitement caused by time travel."

"If the host doesn't do something, the host will freeze to death after the excitement wears off in about thirty minutes."

"The wand I have is big and long. Even if it is sold as scrap, it can be sold for a good price. See if you can mortgage it! Give me some magic spells or something to save my life. It's urgent!"

"Ding dong~ The host has been detected, touched, and possesses the Slytherin Master's Staff, and will be rewarded with three lottery opportunities!"

"Since the staff discovered by the host is the symbol of the head of an ancient pure-blood family in the Middle Ages, this lottery is an exploration lottery. I hope the host will take advantage of it."

"Explore the Lottery?"

Sounds better than the rewards from the initial draw!

Moriarty decisively chose the lottery!

"No need to introduce it, I'll look at the specific content later and just smoke it for me!"

"Okay, wish the host good luck."

Moriarty's heart was raised. If he didn't win anything good in the three draws, he knew that he might become the first time traveler to freeze to death at the beginning!

"Ding dong~ Congratulations to the host for drawing a bottle of polyjuice potion!"

A tube of magic potion the size of a mineral water bottle suddenly appeared next to Moriarty.

"..."

Moriarty forced a smile, that was a good sign!

At least it's a magic potion, not some wool socks.

Staring at the Polyjuice Potion, Moriarty comforted himself.

"System, pump again!"

"Ding dong~ Congratulations to the host for getting fifty cubic meters of system space! The host can place any items except living creatures in the system space."

"..."

It's good, but it still can't save my life!

"Slap me for the last time! If you can save your life!"

"Ding dong~ Congratulations to the host for drawing ten years of magic power!"

"The exploration lottery is over. I wish the host will become the behind-the-scenes boss of the Harry Potter world as soon as possible."

When Moriarty heard the word "magic", he ignored the system's conventional blessings and devoted himself wholeheartedly to feeling and understanding magic.

The magic of the decade!

It's equivalent to Moriarty awakening his magic power as soon as he was born!

Can Slytherin babies be like other babies?

We usually only use two words to describe a baby who awakens magic right after birth: monster!

Moriarty felt the subtle changes in his body. He subconsciously raised his frozen right hand and placed it on the Slytherin staff.

Suddenly his body began to heat up.

Just like a burning match in the ice and snow, although it is very subtle, it was still accurately captured by Moriarty.

"Now!" Moriarty roared. Following the impulse in his heart, he struggled to hold the Slytherin staff, and his magic power erupted instantly!

"boom!"

A ball of golden sparks emerged from the top of the silver staff, emitting a beam of light made of magic power.

"boom!"

Moriarty smiled as he watched the magic light beam penetrate the roof and shoot into the air.

Having magic means that all the ancient magic in memory is open to Moriarty.

Not only that, the far west.

In a locked small tower at Hogwarts, the pen of acceptance quickly wrote Moriarty Slytherin on the Book of Access.

"Crash..."

The pages of the Book of Access turned quickly and automatically, and every page glowed with silver light!

This anomaly did not last long, as the Pen of Acceptance and the Book of Admission flew out of the tower as if they had wings.

Within a minute, the whole castle seemed to be alive: the stone man automatically left its original position and spoke a language that no one could understand; the characters in the murals danced one by one; Peeves croaked and laughed wildly in the castle

Flying around, looking as proud as if he was holding a big bomb in his arms...

That day later became known as the "Hogwarts Riot." Moriarty learned of this incident five months later, when he was still in danger of dying.

Normally, the young wizard would feel very weak after the first magical riot, but Moriarty did not feel weak, but instead felt joyful.

"Let me think about the heating charm."

"There is no clear heating spell in modern times, nor in the Middle Ages. It should be because heating is too simple and has not been recorded."

"However, weather spells, fire condensation spells, fire making spells, heat spells, and hand-held flame spells can all have the effect of heating and keeping warm."

Moriarty thought for a moment and concluded that the weather spell was too powerful to be used at home.

The dilapidated cabin could no longer withstand the abuse.

The fire-making spell is not suitable even though the flames are blazing.

The Fire Condensing Spell can shrink and condense the flame within a specific range, which requires high control ability of the caster.

The power of the heat spell can be large or small. It heats the air to keep warm, which is most suitable for Moriarty at this time.

The hand-held flame spell is a type of elemental magic that is relatively complex.

So Moriarty chose the Heat Spell.

Slowly wield the magic power and release the magic power into the air bit by bit through the staff.

Moriarty felt his surroundings gradually getting warmer. Even though the cold wind was still biting, he could no longer feel the biting cold.

"It's great to have magic." Moriarty sighed sincerely.

He stood up slowly and put the woolen socks and polyjuice potion into the system space.

I took off some of my clothes to make my movements easier.

Then, holding the Slytherin staff, he picked up the black box, walked to the only bed in the room, and sat down.

Moriarty took out the parchment from the box, and the moment he unfolded it, a golden key fell to the floor, making a clanging sound.

This is a golden key as big as an adult's palm, and Moriarty has to put both hands together to hold it.

"How big a door can this key open? Or how big a box can it open?"

Apparently, the cabin didn't have a door big enough to accommodate the huge box.

Moriarty shook his head, gently put down the golden key, picked up the parchment and looked at it, and found that it was a family tree!

The source of the family tree is clearly Salazar Slytherin.

In other words, Moriarty Slytherin’s identity is real!

But the Gaunt family recorded in the original book is the descendant of Slytherin, and Tom Gaunt is the only descendant of Salazar Slytherin.

Only after reading the genealogy in detail did Moriarty understand.

Salazar Slytherin gave birth to a son after leaving Hogwarts.

The son was a squib, so Salazar sent him away when he came of age.

The squib's son is a Slytherin who knows he can't do magic and deliberately stays away from the magical world.

Over time, this branch of Slytherin continued to migrate.

Because they firmly believe in the supremacy of pure blood, this Slytherin will not intermarry with outsiders even if they are all squibs, and will always maintain intermarriage within the clan.

When it comes to Moriarty's parents' generation, their health has been poor since childhood, and they are the only two left.

It was the eve of World War II, and Grindelwald somehow learned that there were descendants of Slytherin alive, so he searched like crazy.

So Moriarty's parents moved to Tibet, China, to escape the disaster.

In addition to this family tree, there are also silver staffs and golden keys that can prove Moriarty's identity.

The silver staff is indeed Slytherin's family scepter. It was stolen by Salazar's squib son.

Moriarty snorted when he saw this.

How could he not see that there was something inside of this!

Needless to say, it must have been stolen from under Salazar's nose.

A squib can actually steal things from a legendary mage? Even if this squib is the son of a legendary mage.

I really don’t know whether I should say a deep father’s love or a son who is too outrageous.

If it's the former, it's easy to say, but if it's the latter...

Moriarty could only snort a few more times. The Middle Ages were too far away from him, but the golden key was more attractive.

This is the key that opens the castle door!

Belongs to the castle where Salazar lived after leaving Hogwarts!

The detailed address was written on the back of the parchment, and Moriarty remembered it firmly in his mind.

After learning about Slytherin's family history, I have confirmed my identity. In terms of the purity of my bloodline, I don't know how many times more pure than Tom Gaunt.

But Moriarty doesn't insist on pure blood.

He was an agent in his previous life.

It doesn’t matter whether you are a pure-blood or a mixed-blood, a wizard or a Muggle, after all, you are a mortal and a life.

As he is used to seeing death, his biggest characteristic is his disregard for life.

"Maybe this is why the big boss system behind the scenes bound me." Moriarty's eyes changed. Now he can study the system carefully.

At this time, the system prompted: "The system exists to train the host to be the behind-the-scenes boss of this world."

"In order to prevent the host from inaction, the system will issue tasks at any time, and the host will receive points and rewards for completing the tasks."

"The ultimate mission is now released. Become the big boss behind the scenes in this world! The reward is to become a god! The mission time is until 2012. If the mission fails, it will be wiped out!"

Immediately afterwards, a huge amount of information poured into Moriarty's mind. He received a massive amount of information twice in succession. Even Moriarty was a little unable to bear it, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Moriarty gritted his teeth and sorted out the information in the system. In short, this was the golden finger.

There are many benefits provided by the system, including lottery draws and points that can be redeemed for everything in the Harry Potter world.

The last one is what the system says, get high rewards by completing tasks.

Since the Harry Potter world is an undeveloped magical world, the lottery is also divided into an exploration lottery and an achievement lottery.

Discovering, touching, possessing, and destroying valuable magic items or magical secrets will earn you an exploration lottery.

Seeing this, Moriarty stood up immediately, his face full of eagerness to try, and he wanted to turn the wooden house upside down.

But he quickly calmed down, and the items in the house were clearly visible. Except for the black box, the Slytherin family had no more valuable items.

"I should be content. By receiving memories, I have gained the knowledge of the Slytherin family. This is the most precious treasure! And the emergence of the system means that I will gain more!"

Moriarty tightened his grip on the Slytherin staff, realizing that he shouldn't be greedy, he had enough.

"Now what I should consider is how to realize my invisible wealth! Prepare to become the big boss behind the scenes!"

Moriarty successfully got rid of the cold, and he added two magic spells to the wooden house, restoring it to its original state and cleaning it up.

After doing all this, Moriarty's environment became a little more comfortable.

He sat on the bed, placed the staff, keys and parchment in front of him, and began to think.

The mission time given by the system is up to 2012, and now it is 1987, which is exactly 25 years.

To be precise, it was 24 years. Moriarty looked at the white snow outside the window, because it was already the end of 1987.

In other words, Moriarty must become the behind-the-scenes boss of the Harry Potter world before the age of 35!

Moriarty quickly compiled a list.

At the top of the list are the White Lord Dumbledore and the Dark Lord Voldemort!

Old Dengtou and Little Tom are undoubtedly on the same level, and behind them is Grindelwald.

After all, he is the first generation of Dark Lord, there is no guarantee when he will come out to become a demon.

Lao Ge is still angry with Lao Dengtou Kiriki. If Lao Dengtou is touched one day, Lao Ge will fight from Nurmengard to Hogwarts in minutes.

The above three people are all strong contenders for the big boss behind the scenes. In addition, Moriarty also added pure-blood families and the Ministry of Magic of various countries.

Lucius Malfoy.

Cornelius Fudge.

…

Moriarty wrote down the pure-blood representatives and Ministry of Magic dignitaries he knew on the list.

These people may not be his competitors, but they will undoubtedly cause certain obstacles to his future actions.

Moriarty held the list in one hand and his chin in the other: "Then I should think about it, what is the gap between me and these people above?"

"The difference in strength is obvious."

"There is no doubt that there are differences in prestige, reputation, wealth, status, knowledge, and experience."

"No, knowledge and experience can be crossed out."

"After having the Slytherin family inheritance, my knowledge of the magical world has exceeded the knowledge and knowledge of modern wizards about the magical world."

"As for experience, I have accumulated too much experience in dealing with people of different identities in my previous life. As long as I am given a platform, I can get along with them regardless of whether they are pure blood or mixed blood, wizard or Muggle."

"Then what's left is prestige, reputation, wealth and status."

"As long as you satisfy one of them, the rest will soon come true."

Moriarty picked up the golden key, a different kind of light flashed in his eyes.

"I think Salazar's Castle will satisfy me on this point!"

"It seems necessary to travel to the UK as soon as possible."

Moriarty glanced around the room without a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.

All Moriarty is left with is pain.

But before leaving, Moriarty wanted to avenge the original person, whose parents died at the hands of a snowman from Tozang during a recent outing.

"The Snowman of Dongzang...?"

Moriarty always felt that this name was very familiar. Did Gilderoy Lockhart, Harry Potter's second-year Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, write a book about a hidden snowman?

The title of the book seems to be "A Year with the Snowman of Dongzang"?

This is interesting, it shows that Gilderoy Lockhart may have been to Tibet!

At this time, a magnetic voice came from outside the door of the wooden house: "Hello, I am Gilderoy Lockhart, a British writer. Can you invite me to come in and sit for a while? It's really cold.

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