The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

It was six forty-eight in the morning on September 1st.

England, Port of London.

An Dongying passenger ship slowly entered the port.

The captain handed over the right to steer the helm to the first officer, dragged his exhausted body back to the captain's cabin, fell on the bed and fell asleep.

The first officer looked like he was about to cry, but he also wanted to rest.

They were caught in an Atlantic storm, and the crew had been busy all night, barely getting out of the storm.

Too much time was spent in the Atlantic Ocean, and the passenger ship was obviously delayed.

"Woo--"

The passenger ship whistled, the huge ship stopped, and the passengers ran off the passenger ship in a swarm.

After nearly twelve hours of exhaustion and high mental tension, the crew was sleepy and exhausted, and now they could finally rest.

"Phew, I'm finally back," Lilith walked on the way out of the port, took a few deep breaths, and raised her arms excitedly: "Stepping on the land of London, breathing in the unique smog of London, announcing to Britain that we are back Already!"

"You're full of energy," Moriarty chuckled, and turned to look at the other companion. "Look at Jericho, he's too dizzy to walk."

Jericho weakly held on to the handrail, and every step he took seemed to take great courage.

"I sort of got a taste of the East Ocean liner - I think I got seasick - something I didn't have!

Damn Dongying Liner, damn weather! Woo, vomit—"

Jericho tilted his head to one side, and the passengers next to him ducked away, but luckily he just retched.

Moriarty walked over and patted Jericho on the back, doing so to make Jericho feel better.

"It's more than an hour before the Hogwarts Express arrives at platform nine and three-quarters. How about it? Does it matter? Go to St. Mungo's Hospital."

Moriarty looked at Jericho and Lilith as he spoke, asking for their opinions.

Originally, the passenger ship could have arrived at the port long ago, and they could go back to Slytherin Castle to sleep.

Unexpectedly, a rare big storm was encountered, and the passenger ship was almost involved.

If Moriarty hadn't used magic, I'm afraid the result would have been a shipwreck.

"No more," came Jericho's weak voice, "I miss Madam Pomfrey's warm hands more than St. Mungo's Hospital. Let's go back to Hogwarts."

"It's too far from here to the train station, almost across half of London." Lilith considered the itinerary and proposed a plan: "We can ask Moriarty to apparate us to Diagon Alley, and then Go to train station."

"Okay, I agree." Jericho said weakly. He might be thinking about Hogwarts, and when he mentioned the school, his eyes burst into light.

"I can't wait to go back to Hogwarts, oh, my bedroom my bed! My Slytherin dungeon, my food..."

"I think you miss Helena." Moriarty said with a wicked smile.

"Cough," Jericho blushed, and quickly changed the topic to the Japanese crew.

He complained: "The Dongpu crew are all megalomaniacs, how could they think they can get out of the storm alone?

They thought they had done a good deed!

The captain is not a smart person, I want to complain to their superiors - I am not optimistic about the route before departure!

And the weather! Do I need to remind something as simple as detecting the weather?

Oh Merlin, stupid Muggle, enough is enough! "

Lilith laughed out loud, causing Jericho to roll his eyes, and they put their hands on Moriarty's shoulders. The passengers were all gone, and Moriarty used Apparation.

"Snapped!"

The three of Moriarty appeared on the cobblestone long street of Diagon Alley, and many wizards looked at them with wide eyes.

"vomit--"

Jericho bent over and spat on the ground.

The dizziness from Apparating made him literally throw up.

"I suspect that you deliberately made me look bad." Jericho glared at Lilith.

"Oh no, sorry Jericho." Lilith covered her forehead, "Oh, I forgot that."

Then she showed a smile, "Who made you agree to my proposal? You are still so stupid."

Jericho patted his head, gasping for breath.

Moriarty didn't care about their bickering, because he found that there were too many wizards in Diagon Alley.

A large number of wizards gathered on both sides of the street, and there were people outside every shop.

Usually there are not so many wizards.

"Hey! Hey, Moriarty!"

Moriarty heard Tonks' voice!

The source of the sound seems to be... The Leaky Cauldron!

He turned and looked in the direction of the bar. Tonks pushed open the door of the bar and ran towards Moriarty, followed by Senior Gemma and Miss Penello.

"It's really Mr. Moriarty!"

Someone in the bar yelled, and Moriarty saw figures shaking inside, and a large number of people ran out.

Charlie and the Weasley twins.

Saldaya and Cedric.

There were also a dozen or so Slytherins, all members of the Hogwarts Purebloods.

Lilith was a little dazed seeing this scene, "Who can tell me why you are in Diagon Alley? Today is the first day of school!"

"Because school doesn't start today!" Tonks ran to Moriarty and said casually.

Moriarty noticed that Tonks' hair was gray, hadn't been washed in days, and was as dry as a pile of hay.

Tonks said to Moriarty excitedly, "You're finally back!

You don't know what happened after you left, Headmaster Dumbledore, Minister Fudge, Mr. Lockhart, Mrs. Malfoy, Mr. Arthur, Leon... and many more wizards, letters to you are coming soon Castles are packed! "

Moriarty frowned. It seemed that the British magic world had changed after he left.

He took Tonks' hand to appease Tonks' emotions, and led a group of young wizards into the Leaky Cauldron.

"A guest room, Uncle Tom."

Moriarty tosses a galleon to Tom the barkeep.

"No problem, I'll arrange room 11 for you, but..." Tom touched his nose when he saw the person behind Moriarty, "Um, it might be crowded."

A group of people walked up to the second floor and entered room 11.

Moriarty also heard the drinking customers chattering while going upstairs.

They're talking about Hogwarts.

"Crack!"

Jericho, who finally walked into room 11, closed the door. Boy, 23 people are standing in the small guest room.

"What's the matter Tonks, what happened during my absence." Moriarty rubbed the space between Tonks' brows, she seemed to have not slept well recently, and there were a few streaks of blood at the corners of her eyes.

Tonks sighed and began to narrate.

"The day after you left, old Minister Bagnor retired and Mr. Fudge became Minister for Magic."

Moriarty didn't find it surprising that Fudge's coming to power was a certainty.

"The first thing Minister Fudge did when he became Minister was to visit you at the castle."

Moriarty nodded, still quite satisfied with Fudge's attitude.

"On the third day after you left, Principal Dumbledore also came to visit you."

Moriarty was a little curious, what did Dumbledore do when he visited him?

"At that time, Penelope and I were the only ones in the castle, and we received the headmaster. Headmaster Dumbledore seemed a little helpless when he learned that you had left England, right Penelope?" Tonks looked at Penelope questioningly.

Penello affirmed Tonks' statement, adding: "The principal's expression at the time was like knowing that something was about to happen but there was no way to stop it.

By the way, Moriarty, I went to Slytherin Castle because I had an appointment to meet my pen pal in Diagon Alley today, so I went to your house early.

You know, the girl who taught me how to play poker. "

Penello explained why he was at Moriarty's house.

"Okay, let me get to the point." Tonks seemed anxious, and she sped up her speech, "The key point is that the Daily Prophet published a report on the fourth day after you left.

Hogwarts is about to have an amazing student! "

A little snake handed over the Daily Prophet.

Moriarty took the newspaper, and his eyes quickly fell on a name.

"Duwayne Vandro."

Duwayne Venture.

The vampire Vatican hired Polish saints to attack Hyprose. Moriarty will not forget the name of Vatican, nor will he forget Vatican's identity.

Bloodlines.

Or an advanced vampire.

Such a vampire entered Hogwarts, it was hard to say that he was just learning magic.

wait, what is this?

Moriarty's eyes focused on a line of English in the newspaper, which read: "According to Albus Dumbledore, the principal of Hogwarts, Duwayne Vanjoy is only 11 years old, but he still can't hide it. His identity, a vampire."

"An 11-year-old vampire," Moriarty thought, "and the wizarding world knows the identity of Vandro, and the wizards have doubts about a vampire becoming a new student at Hogwarts..."