The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

"Snapped!"

Dumbledore apparated and came to a tower building. Moriarty looked at the surrounding walls and felt very familiar, and looked out the window.

The large Quidditch pitch came into view.

Sure enough, this is the highest tower of Hogwarts, from here you can easily see the Black Lake and the Forbidden Forest in the distance.

Hagrid's behavior of feeding the hippogriff fell into Moriarty's eyes.

Speaking of which, the poker family even made their own mounts, which are usually fed by Marcus, and the kind-hearted Hagrid took over Marcus's job after the holiday.

Knowing that this is Hogwarts, Moriarty looked at Dumbledore with some doubts.

Dumbledore motioned Moriarty to bow his head with his eyes.

Moriarty looked down and saw a large book made of parchment with a black dragon hide cover!

Next to the large book was a quill.

As the head of Slytherin, of course Moriarty knew their names.

"The Book of Access."

"A pen of acceptance."

Dumbledore nodded and said, "That's right, you can open the Access Book again. Turn to the latest page."

Moriarty rolled his eyes, when will you let me read such a thick book.

The admission book was so thick that it was as high as Moriarty's knees on the ground.

But Moriarty is not helpless. He recalled the magic of the Slytherin family, and there really is magic in it to turn the book of access to the latest page.

"brush!"

Moriarty pressed the two sticks of his right hand on the dragon skin cover of the Book of Access.

"The greatest of the Big Four! Hiss~"

Moriarty uttered a Parseltongue spell, which translates to "show me."

There was a burst of green light on the cover, and the book of access turned pages automatically, and soon turned to the latest page.

"Very convenient and practical little magic," Dumbledore witnessed the whole process, with a smile in his eyes, "The magic of the Big Four is really amazing, Professor McGonagall will come to check this book every year, and give it to children who have reached the age of 11." Send the acceptance letter. She complains to me every year that the magic turns the pages too slowly."

Dumbledore's purpose in saying these words may be to let Moriarty share the magic of "show me".

But Moriarty had all his attention on the book, and there was only one name on the latest page.

"Violet Venjo."

Moriarty couldn't hide the surprise in his heart, and looked at Dumbledore: "What's going on, the newspaper said that the Vatican is called Duwayne Vatican!"

"Congratulations on discovering the doubt."

Dumbledore said with a smile, it seemed that no matter how strange things happened, they couldn't shake his heart.

"Moriarty, you must know that there is no problem with the pen of acceptance and the book of admission."

"Of course, this is the crystallization of the magic and wisdom of the Big Four." Moriarty nodded. If he hadn't met Salazar before, he might have doubts about the strength of the Big Four.

But after meeting and talking with Salazar, Moriarty has no doubts about the strength of the Big Four, and they are definitely the magic ceiling of the Harry Potter world.

The four wizards who could become Dharma gods did not choose to become gods. Think about how powerful they have to support them to make such a choice.

Naturally, there will be no mistakes in the magic items left by the Big Four.

"The problem is with Vanjo."

Moriarty and Dumbledore exchanged a look, confirming each other's thoughts.

"Regardless of whether this Fanzhuo is Du Wayne or Violet, he has been accepted and recorded in the book of admission..."

Dumbledore said in a deep voice, with a flash of determination in his eyes.

He is the headmaster of Hogwarts, and he has performed the duties of the headmaster for decades without neglecting his duties.

"Meet the conditions to become a Hogwarts freshman!"

Moriarty seemed to know what Old Deng would say next, and said in an interface.

Dumbledore nodded with a smile again, "I'm glad you have the same opinion as me. With your support, the Ministry of Magic and British wizards won't pester me anymore."

"Hey, don't try to blame me." Moriarty said dissatisfied.

The danger of Ventrue was unquestionable, and the Ministry of Magic and British wizards were right to be concerned.

Dumbledore said with a smile: "With you and me in the castle, no matter what Van Zhuo does is futile, and his every move will be under our monitoring."

"Finally tell the truth," Moriarty clicked his tongue twice, "You recruited him just to monitor him, didn't you? You didn't have good intentions, did you? You thought the same way when I entered school, didn't you?"

The corners of Dumbledore's eyes twitched. He took off his half-moon glasses, stared at Moriarty for a while, and said slowly, "I was wary of you, but I never watched you."

He spoke very seriously.

Moriarty judged that Dumbledore was not lying.

Dumbledore put on his glasses again, spreading an aura around him as if he looked brand new.

"Remember the attack on Hyprothe?" Dumbledore's tone changed and his tone was low.

"The seven blood races and the saints bombarded Hai Proces into ruins."

Moriarty knew that the identity of the blood clan was Vanjo, and he didn't say it out because he wanted to see Dumbledore's reaction.

It's possible that Dumbledore already knew.

Sure enough, Dumbledore quickly said: "The identities of the seven blood clans are the Ventrue blood clan. They are stronger than ordinary vampires. They are not afraid of the sun. Silver swords cannot kill them. Garlic will only arouse their disgust."

"It seems that you already know this, as I thought." Dumbledore found Moriarty's face calm.

"Then let me tell you something you don't know."

Dumbledore took a deep breath, a flash of reminiscence flashing in his eyes.

In order to find out the connection between the saint and the blood race, he mustered up the courage to go to Nurmengard and question his old friend.

"It is none other than Duwayne Vanjoy who hired saints to attack Hyprothe! It has nothing to do with saints or even Grindelwald."

As he talked, Dumbledore couldn't help recalling the tone of questioning his old friend. He must have hurt him. It was obviously an obvious thing. Why didn't he think of the real behind-the-scenes person?

Dumbledore twitched in his heart, but on the surface he was calm, and continued to tell the precious information his old friend had told him.

"This Du Wayne is the only bloodline of Prince Rosabro Vandro and the prince's wife Bertha Vatican, the leader of the Vatican Royal Family. He is a vampire prince..."

Moriarty raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

"Are you sure it's a prince? Violet is a girl's name, and I think it's the same for the long-lived species among dark creatures."

Dumbledore also had such doubts, but he chose to believe what his old friend said, saying in words: "Whether it is the little princess or the little prince, as long as he enters Hogwarts, he will show his feet one day."

Moriarty nodded.

That's right.

No one in this world can do things under the watchful eye of Moriarty and Dumbledore.

From this point of view, there are only advantages and no disadvantages in the admission of Fan Zhuo.

Seeing that Moriarty was a little moved, Dumbledore continued: "I also have top-secret information, that is, Du Wayne is hostile to Gilderoy Lockhart!"

Dumbledore's eyes fell on Moriarty's face, and there was a trace of inquiry in his eyes. He wanted to see Moriarty's reaction when he heard Lockhart.

Although Moriarty didn't know why Du Wayne was hostile to Lockhart, he knew that Dumbledore suspected his relationship with Lockhart.

Immediately showed a confused expression.

"Gideroy Lockhart? Haven't seen him for a while, the... great writer? Where is he going?"

Moriarty guessed: "Could it be that Gilderoy Lockhart planned to publish a new book by Vanjo, which offended Du Wayne."

There was nothing unusual about this performance.

Dumbledore put away his suspicions, and said frankly: "As you guessed, the reason why Du Wayne is hostile to Lockhart is really a book, last year's "The Eiffel Tower with Vampires."

Recalling the information that his old friend sent someone to inquire about, Dumbledore was a little dumbfounded.

"Duwayne thinks that book is all about Lockhart's nonsense. He thinks that Lockhart has insulted vampires. As a higher-ranking blood clan leader than vampires, he naturally wants to maintain the image of vampires, so he hates Lockhart. "

"Um, that's right."

Moriarty touched his nose.

So Lockhart still blamed himself.

Then he smiled.

"Duwayne doesn't know that Mr. Lockhart is the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?"

"I don't know. This news is top secret. Apart from you and Lockhart, no third wizard knows."

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he understood the deep meaning in Moriarty's smile.

"I don't think it's a problem to let Lockhart teach him a lesson." Moriarty's smile became menacing.

Dumbledore pretended not to hear. Although he supported Du Wayne, who made his old friend a scapegoat, he was the headmaster.

"So you agree to Fan Zhuo's admission?"

"Agreed." Moriarty admitted bluntly, "But I have a few conditions."

"First, you can settle the doubts from the outside world. Second, Du Wayne cannot suck human blood. Third, if you have any actions against Du Wayne, Vanjo, or the blood race—any action, you must notify the Me, and vice versa, me too."

The third point, Moriarty said very seriously.