The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

For Penelope Krivat, today was lucky. First, he couldn't find a way to enter the station, and got the kind help of a family, and then he met the family again when he got on the train.

There were many children in this family, each with red hair, and Penello learned that one of the boys named Percy Weasley was a freshman at Hogwarts like himself.

Percy warmly invited Penello to the box at the end, and he rushed to help Penello carry the suitcase.

Percy, carrying his suitcase in his left hand and Penello's suitcase in his right, walked forward while turning his head to talk to Penello.

"There is never anyone in the box at the end. Those children always like to swarm to the crowded box, and the freshmen are always full of energy."

In fact, these words were told to him by his brother Charlie Weasley, and Percy thought that saying these words would show his maturity.

For some reason, the first time Percy saw Penello, he wanted to protect the little brown-haired girl with freckles. He thought Penello was just like his sister Ginny.

Penello looked at Percy's flushed face and nodded with a smile: "The train is leaving soon, let's go faster."

When she saw that Percy's footsteps were a little sloppy, she said embarrassedly: "Dad knew that I was going to Hogwarts to study magic, so he brought me a lot of things, um... I mean, I still carry the suitcase by myself." Better."

Percy shook her head like a rattle, but Penello insisted on taking it herself, declaring that she had gotten a lot of help.

But when Percy saw that the last box was in front of him, he ran over with a "thump", put two large suitcases on the floor with a "bang", and opened the door of the box. Turning around, he said triumphantly to Penello, "Look, we're here."

Penello glanced into the box and found a gray-haired boy looking at them lightly.

The gray-haired boy was Moriarty, and now the warm sunlight streaming in through the window facing the door had tinged his gray hair with a golden tinge.

Penelope and Moriarty looked at each other, and looked away in panic. At that moment, she felt as if she was sucked into those gray eyes.

Percy also turned around at this moment, with beads of sweat on his forehead, and found that the actual situation of the box was not as he said, he smiled awkwardly: "At least there is only one person here..."

Penello also nodded, and she looked at Moriarty: "Can we sit in, please?"

It could be seen that Percy was following the rules, and he quickly realized how reckless his behavior was, and he also smiled apologetically at Moriarty.

"I apologize to you for my previous impolite behavior, sir.

I'm really in a hurry, you know, the box in front is full of freshmen, this group of kids is really a headache. "

The corners of Moriarty's mouth curled up. It was sometimes funny to listen to Percy talk. Watching a kid pretend to be grown-up could always make a real grown-up laugh.

"There is no one else in the box except me, please sit down, both of you."

After getting Moriarty's permission, Penello put the suitcase away and sat in the window seat on the other side, just opposite Moriarty.

Percy wanted to sit next to Penello, but he was too shy, so he sat next to Moriarty.

"Actually, you don't have to apologize to me," Percy heard Moriarty say to him as soon as he sat down. "It's a gentleman's act to help this lady, and I think you've done a good job of that."

Moriarty winked at Percy, who blushed, "It's very kind of you to understand me, no one in my family understands me... especially my two younger brothers, they always Laugh at my politeness."

Percy's voice became smaller and smaller, perhaps thinking of his younger brothers, the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily: "Oh, I mean, they are very naughty! But I don't blame them..."

After saying this, Percy found that Moriarty and Penello were looking at him quietly, and he smiled awkwardly: "Am I talking too much? Oh, yes, I haven't introduced myself yet.

My name is Percy Weasley! I wish I could be a Gryffindor prefect, thanks! "

Percy held out his hand to Moriarty, and as soon as the subject of prefects came up, the mature Percy returned.

Moriarty reached out his hand and shook him lightly, "Hi Weasley, I'm Moriarty Slytherin."

Percy frowned, feeling that the surname was very familiar, and a figure flashed in his mind, but it was indistinct.

And Moriarty looked at Penello.

In fact, he recognized Percy the first time he saw him—the Weasley kid was so special, but he didn't know anything about the brown-haired girl.

"My name is Penelope, Penelope Clearwater! My parents are ordinary people, but I will become a qualified wizard."

She smiled at Moriarty, the freckles around her nose seemed to be rippling, but Penello didn't mind.

"I have no doubts about it. Of course you can, Miss Clearwater."

Moriarty nodded to meet Penello's gaze. Who would have thought that the freckled little girl in front of her would become an intelligent, capable and capable Ravenclaw prefect in the future!

At this time, the whistle sounded and the train started.

Penello looked out of the window curiously: "I have taken a train in London, but I have never taken a magic train! My parents were very surprised when they learned that I was admitted to Hogwarts. will not forget!"

"When you arrive at Hogwarts, you will find that the criteria for evaluating students have nothing to do with their origin."

Moriarty could see that Penelope was nervous about her Muggle origins.

"Really?" Penello stared at Moriarty with unblinking blue eyes, "I want to be an excellent student, just like going to school in London..."

Her eyes moved down slightly, and she noticed that Moriarty was holding a thick book, but she didn't know any of the words on the cover.

"Hey, your book... so this is the magic book?" Penello pouted, eyes full of longing.

"Yeah, "Magic Theory"!" Moriarty glanced at the book, curled his lips: "I thought runes and alchemy were applied to a vehicle with a large memory spell, It is possible to create a magical vehicle with the same function as the Hogwarts Express, but it seems that it is not so simple."

Nine months of study made Moriarty feel the charm of ancient magic. If the path to the advancement of elemental magic provided by the system is simple and powerful.

Then ancient magic is esoteric and mysterious.

But Penello was dumbfounded, what and what is applied to what? Illusions are shattered, magic is so hard.

Perhaps these words coincided with the vague figure in Percy's memory, and he said belatedly: "You are that Mr. Slytherin, oh no, Mr. Moriarty!

Among the freshmen, only you can understand these profound magics. I heard Charlie say that Ancient Runes is an elective subject starting in third grade. "

Although in recent months, Moriarty's name has spread throughout the British wizarding world.

But Percy couldn't afford Lockhart's novels, and pestered Charlie all day, asking him how to become a prefect, so he was naturally unfamiliar with Moriarty.

Percy looked at Moriarty complicatedly, and when he thought of Moriarty who was born at the same time as him, heavy pressure suddenly came.

Penelope tried to bring the conversation to places she was familiar with, and she said to Moriarty, "Weasley called you Mr. Moriarty? Wow, cool! I mean, you remember the Molly in Sherlock Holmes?" Riati? He's the big boss!"

Moriarty read the longing in Penello's eyes, the little Muggle-born yearning to find someone of her own kind.

Moriarty was trying to find a less hurtful way to explain it to Penello.

But there was a "crash", and the door of the box was opened again.

This time it was a girl who came in with bright black eyes, fair skin, and a tall figure. Her long golden hair was draped over her shoulders, exuding a faint fragrance. Moriarty could smell it. It was bird snake egg yolk shampoo. scent.