The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

Moriarty was swallowed by the snake's mouth, and his whole body was icy cold. It turned out that he was wrapped in a thin sheet of soul power, like the feeling of ice cream sticking to his body.

Ice cream melts, but the soul doesn't.

Faint mental fluctuations drifted past Moriarty's brain like a gurgling brook.

Moriarty judged that this was Tom's mental power.

Once an ordinary wizard is swallowed by a big snake, it will take less than a week for his vitality and spiritual power to be sucked out by Tom.

But Moriarty was not in a hurry, his Occlumency effectively resisted Tom's mental offensive.

Not to mention, Moriarty also has the Alchemy Matrix.

He was not very afraid of Tom, but curious about Tom's transfiguration.

Tom, who was in the fifth grade, had already made his mark in the Transfiguration class. Professor Dumbledore was the professor of Transfiguration at the time, and he was much stricter than Professor McGonagall.

Dumbledore was also full of praise for Tom's extraordinary talent for transfiguration.

So it's not surprising that Tom knows a few magical transfiguration techniques.

Perhaps, Tom's spell of turning into a serpent could have a whole new name: "soulshape."

Moriarty tried to infiltrate Tom's soul with water and air magic, but failed.

"System, what's going on?"

Moriarty asked: "The advanced path of elemental magic can't detect mere soul fragments, don't you have anything to say?"

The system gave a reply: "The host's wizard level is not enough to detect Voldemort's soul fragments. The host can be upgraded to level 60, and the detection may be successful."

That's right.

Moriarty nodded, and then felt bored for a while. To be honest, his magic is not difficult to break.

The violent dance of the ice snake, the crying under the snow, the howling of the wind...

Moriarty has too many spells to overwhelm Tom's Soulshape.

The challenge is how to break the magic without hurting little Tom.

"System, you can solve it."

Moriarty told the system his thoughts, and the system immediately proposed a solution: "Please open the mall to the host, and recommend the host to spend 50,000 points to exchange for Bubble Guard."

Bubble Guardian: Guardian of the soul, linked with the tide of passive magic.

After the host adds three layers of high tide to the target, cast a spell on the same target, which can protect the soul of the target person for 24 hours, and it will take effect immediately.

That's all.

Moriarty decided to exchange, just to protect Little Tom's fragile soul.

That's right, he doesn't intend to destroy Little Tom, and the No. 1 soul fragment may play a crucial role in his plan.

Besides Little Tom, Mrs. Malfoy also needs special protection.

Moriarty looked to the side. Mrs. Malfoy was lying unconscious, weighing down her silky blond hair.

"Holy prayer!"

Moriarty cast a spell on Mrs. Malfoy to make sure she was safe from evil magic that would have negative effects.

The effect of this spell would increase as Moriarty got stronger, and Mrs. Malfoy was safe and sound.

Then Moriarty released the passive magic tide, and a faint mist surged up, covering the flakes of soul power.

After adding three layers of high tide to Tom, Moriarty activates "Bubble Blessing".

A water-blue light covered many slices, Tom was protected, and Moriarty mercilessly launched Cold Touch!

The cold current emanated from Moriarty's body and spread rapidly, the thin slice of soul was frozen, and the faint cold air was overwhelming.

Tom couldn't stand the bone-chilling cold, and let out a scream. Moriarty felt the slices of his soul jump up and spin around.

Moriarty reached out and grabbed Mrs. Malfoy's hand, pulling her into his arms. The next moment, the surroundings were pitch black, and they fell at the same time.

With a bang, Moriarty fell on the sofa, and he returned to the drawing room of Malfoy Manor, where Mrs. Malfoy was sleeping soundly in his arms.

After looking around and confirming that there was no one there, Moriarty looked towards the coffee table.

Voldemort's diary was frozen into a piece of ice, and it was closed. Only a beam of water-blue light was caught on the first page, protecting a small piece of soul.

Recognizing that it was his Bubble Guardian, Moriarty safely put the diary into the system space, carried Mrs. Malfoy in his arms, and walked towards the bedroom on the second floor.

"Ding dong~ Congratulations to the host for successfully signing in and getting a set of Narcissa Malfoy's underwear.

Note: Mrs. Malfoy's bedroom is a repeatable check-in location, and the host can check in once a week. "

"Whoosh~"

A set of black hollow lace underwear appeared out of nowhere and landed on Moriarty's head impartially!

A faint fragrance hit his nostrils, causing Moriarty to tremble and almost throwing Mrs. Malfoy away.

"System, tell me straight up, do you want me to be a Cao thief?"

Moriarty asked while putting the underwear into the system space.

Good guy.

He went to the Malfoy family's underground darkroom and failed to sign in, but came to Mrs. Malfoy's bedroom to sign in successfully?

Moriarty strongly suspected that the system was actually Paro.

That little stone beast that loves wives.

The system gave an understandable explanation for this. After all, Moriarty didn't suffer, so he didn't care about it.

Moriarty put Mrs. Malfoy on the big soft bed, covered her with a snow-white quilt, and highlighted her curvy figure to the fullest.

If it was an ordinary person, I'm afraid they would have rushed forward.

But Moriarty was not. His morals and integrity did not allow him to do that. He pulled the bed curtain, closed the door softly, and walked out.

Leaving Malfoy Manor, Moriarty apparated to Slytherin Castle. There were three days before the World Cup finals, and it was time to return to High Proceedings.

Early the next morning, Moriarty returned to Canada with the players using the portkey, and Draco Malfoy also knocked on the door of Mrs. Malfoy's bedroom.

"Knock knock knock!"

"Mommy mommy!"

"Knock knock knock knock knock!"

"Mommy mommy?"

The door didn't open for a long time, Draco was anxious.

"Mom? Are you in there? I searched all over the house and couldn't find you!

It's time for us to go! You promised to take me and Pansy and Theodore to the World Cup final. "

Draco put his ear to the door, but there was no movement inside.

"Knock knock..." He knocked again.

Mrs. Malfoy was woken by her son's knock on the door.

She opened her eyes in a daze, with a hint of love between her brows, she had a sweet dream.

She turned over with endless aftertaste, but found that there was stickiness between her legs.

"!"

Realizing what it was, Mrs. Malfoy woke up suddenly, looked around, pulled back the quilt to look down, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huh~ It's okay, the clothes are still there!

Wizard robes, skirts, underwear...underwear, all of them are missing.

I didn't even take off my boots..."

Mrs. Malfoy covered her face and smiled, she knew that Moriarty did all this.

"That guy, can't even take off his boots! No wonder I have such a dream."

Mrs. Malfoy attributed the content of the dream to the fact that the boots were not taken off, but that her face was getting more rosy.

The knocking on the door continued, and Mrs. Malfoy finally remembered that she was going to take Draco and Draco's friends to Hyprothea.

"Ah! World Cup final!"

Mrs. Malfoy scratched her head, realizing that she was taking not only Draco, but a whole host of wizards.

She invited the Forever Shining Fan Club and all the professors of Hogwarts!

"Oh no~" Mrs. Malfoy could only put her sweet dream behind her, temporarily ignoring how Moriarty sent her back yesterday. She opened the closet and picked clothes, and at the same time opened the jewelry table to choose jewelry. .

As the matriarch of the Malfoy family, she has countless precious jewelry and gorgeous clothes, all selected.

When it was her turn to change, Mrs. Malfoy hesitated.

Hearing Draco's knock on the door getting louder, Mrs. Malfoy gritted her teeth and told Draco to go out immediately, then took off her robe and sticky trousers.

She quickly walked to the wardrobe, ready to take out her favorite set of underwear, but found that it was gone!

"What the hell?"

Mrs. Malfoy looked for it, but how could she find the underwear now that it was perfectly placed in Moriarty's system space.

After discovering that the underwear was missing, Mrs. Malfoy wondered if someone had stolen it.

Because a bathrobe disappeared before, and Mrs. Malfoy didn't pay attention at that time, just thought it was the carelessness of the house-elf.

It now appears that there is a thief in the house!

Steal her underwear.

Could it be Dobby?

No no no, it's not it, if it were it would bang its head against the wall.

Could it be Draco?

Mrs. Malfoy's face turned white.

My son is now in adolescence, and it is normal to be curious about women.

Coupled with the fact that his father had just passed away, he...

No no no, impossible!

Mrs. Malfoy didn't notice her son's abnormality, and Draco wouldn't come into her bedroom at all.

So who could it be?

There is no one else in the house, unless there are outsiders.

Outsiders?

Mrs. Malfoy suddenly remembered Moriarty.

Moriarty sent her back to the bedroom last night, and this morning she found that her underwear was missing!

If Moriarty didn't take it, who else?

Moriarty, it turns out you're a pervert too!

Mrs. Malfoy gritted her teeth, and gradually blushed again. Thinking of Moriarty, she couldn't help but recall that beautiful dream she had...

In the dream, she and Moriarty were extremely lingering...

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