The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

Mrs. Malfoy thought Moriarty would behave like a nobleman, sitting politely on the sofa in the drawing room and waiting.

Unexpectedly, Moriarty slowly shook his head.

"I'm afraid it won't work."

Mrs. Malfoy's face changed, as if offended, she said quickly: "This is my home! Please respect me!

I don't think I've gotten to the point where I can't call the shots in my house. "

"It is precisely because I respect you that I cannot let you take Voldemort's diary alone." Moriarty said righteously.

"Horcruxes are high-end, weird black magic props.

In order to prevent you from being bewitched by the horcrux, I will accompany you all the time from the moment you touch the horcrux. "

Moriarty looked impartial.

In fact, there are other intentions.

If nothing else happened, the diary should have been placed in the underground darkroom of the Malfoy family by Lucius.

Moriarty just wanted to take a stroll in the underground darkroom.

Of course, he is not seeking money.

Moriarty, who owns Slytherin Castle, is richer than a hundred Malfoy families and a hundred Black families combined.

His real purpose is to get the lottery.

The saints of the Polish team and the magician of the Japanese team all gave Moriarty a bad feeling.

So he planned to draw a wave of prizes, exchange for a wave of elemental magic,

The underground darkroom accumulated by the Malfoy family for generations should provide a lot of lucky draws, right?

With this thought in mind, Moriarty led Mrs. Malfoy into the depths of the villa involuntarily.

"Really, Malfoy Manor is clearly my home, how come it looks like your own home!"

Mrs. Malfoy reproached seeing Moriarty's familiarity.

"Ask your house-elf Dobby."

Moriarty shrugged and revealed an anecdote.

"Lucius sent Dobby to teach my house-elf Luke decorating tips for a modern estate - and you were there.

Dobby listened to Lucius's words and completed the task excellently, and Luke also learned excellent modern manor decoration skills.

However, whether it was intentional or not, Dobby took Luke all over the manor, and Luke naturally reported the structure of the manor to me.

It can be said that, apart from your underground dark room, I know the whole manor clearly.

Don't look at me like that, I swear by my Slytherin name, I have no prying eyes on Malfoy Manor.

But shouldn't your focus be on Dobby?

I remember reminding Lucius to keep an eye on his house-elf.

I can see Dobby's distaste for your family - Dobby is just bound by his status as a house-elf, otherwise he would do something to your family. "

Every time Moriarty said something, Mrs. Malfoy's expression changed, and at the end, she frowned tightly.

The issue she is most concerned about now is her and Draco's safety. Dobby holds a grudge against their family. If it wasn't for the fact that Dobby was bound by his identity as a house elf, Malfoy Manor would no longer be safe!

Mrs. Malfoy never imagined that Dobby misinterpreted Lucius' words and led Luke around the whole manor!

In Moriarty's eyes, Malfoy Manor must look like a naked beauty!

oh! Merlin!

Mrs. Malfoy suddenly remembered that at this time last year, she had lost a bathrobe!

At that time, she thought it was just the carelessness of the house elves, but now it seems that it is not that simple...

Moriarty knew everything about Malfoy Manor.

The bathrobe...could it have been stolen by Moriarty?

Mrs. Malfoy's heart skipped a beat as soon as the thought occurred to her.

Mrs. Malfoy took a peek at Moriarty. They were walking on the road, and Moriarty's profile showed a meticulous seriousness.

"What am I thinking! He is seriously thinking about how to deal with Horcruxes, but I doubt him."

Mrs. Malfoy was ashamed at the thought that had just arisen, how could Moriarty steal her bathrobe, he was a child after all.

But immediately, another voice popped up in my mind: "Moriarty is a child? Really? Do you believe it?"

Mrs. Malfoy naturally didn't believe it, she just wanted to find a reasonable excuse.

Moriarty and Mrs. Malfoy walked a short distance with their own thoughts, and they walked into the underground dark room.

"Ding dong~ It was detected that the host found the underground dark room of the Malfoy family, and rewarded two exploration draws."

Moriarty didn't think too little, and saved it.

Mrs. Malfoy walked into the depths of the dark room, and took out a diary with a black cover from a box.

"This is the Horcrux? Mrs. Malfoy walked towards Moriarty holding Voldemort's diary, "I didn't find it dangerous, nor did I see that this thing would confuse me. "

"After all, you are by my side, Voldemort dare not mess around." Moriarty blushed without heartbeat.

Mrs. Malfoy was dubious, and handed the diary to Moriarty, "I gave it to you."

"It's a wise choice." Moriarty nodded slightly towards her, and took the diary with his right hand.

The black cover is slightly faded, and the old date indicates that it belongs to fifty years ago.

"Ding dong~ After detecting the discovery of the host and touching Voldemort's diary, two exploration lucky draws will be rewarded."

Moriarty turned to the first page, and there was an indistinct name on the yellowed paper: "Tom Marvolo Riddle."

Mrs. Malfoy leaned forward to look, and let out a short scream: "Tom Marvolo Riddle."

"You know this name?" Moriarty was a little surprised.

"Old Malfoy and the Dark Lord used to be very good friends." Mrs. Malfoy said in a low voice, and after thinking for a while, she added, "Once."

Moriarty nodded slightly, and Mrs. Malfoy looked at the name seriously, as if she had discovered something, she stretched out her white finger and pressed it on the name.

"Look, it's written in ink.

If it's a Horcrux, there must be a Soul Shard inside!

I think, the Dark Lord used words to preserve that soul shard. "

"clever."

Moriarty gave her an encouraging look, "But you're half right, what Voldemort left in his diary is a memory."

"memory?"

"A fifty-year memory, he opened the secret chamber for the first time, released the basilisk inside, and killed Myrtle."

Mrs. Malfoy was silent, and after a while she said: "The diary is in your hands now, and I want to watch you destroy it."

"I don't need to say much about the power of the Horcrux. I can't destroy it here."

Moriarty said casually, "Okay, let's go out first."

The exploration lottery has been won, there is no need to stay here.

Mrs. Malfoy also felt that it was not a wonderful thing to continue standing in the dark room and talking, so she and Moriarty walked out.

There was no words all the way, and the two walked back to the living room quietly. Mrs. Malfoy invited Moriarty to have morning tea, but Moriarty refused.

"I still have things to do, so don't go around the bush. If you have anything to say, please speak up."

"The Horcrux problem," Mrs. Malfoy sat down on the sofa next to Moriarty, "I'm worried that you won't be able to destroy it, but you will be bewitched by the soul inside."

"Okay, let me show you how Voldemort was fifty years ago." Moriarty suddenly became interested, and he put the diary on the coffee table.

Moriarty smiled slightly at Mrs. Malfoy: "Can I have a quill and a new bottle of ink?"

"certainly."

Mrs. Malfoy quickly fetched what Moriarty needed.

Moriarty unscrewed the ink bottle, put the bottle on the coffee table, picked up the quill and dipped it into the ink bottle.

Mrs. Malfoy was sitting beside Moriarty, watching all this curiously.

"Look, don't blink."

Moriarty turned his head and smiled, and then slashed several horizontal lines across Tom's name, as if he wanted to cross it out.

After drawing, Moriarty evoked a playful smile, and wrote on the first page of the diary, above Tom's name: "Rubus Hagrid."