The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

"Irreverent vampire, you bang on the door like you're calling the funeral for your dead parents!"

The senior snake sprayed vicious venom to slander Du Wayne, and his tone was like the pure blood mocking the half blood and Muggleborn before Moriarty appeared.

While staring at Du Weien fiercely, hoping to see anger from Du Weien's face, but no, the plan of the little snakes fell through.

Du Wayne looked calm, "I have woken up my parents countless times in the past 11 years, but they all failed. When I patted my parents' sleeping coffin, my parents not only did not wake up, but kicked me out."

A thought flashed in the little snake's mind: What kind of parents are these?

Moriarty heard the overtones, that Duwayne's relationship with his parents was not good.

Only Jericho has an idea different from ordinary people, and said to Du Wayne: "Your parents didn't kill you because of your knock on the door, which means you are biological."

"Stupid wizard," Du Wayne snorted, "Strigoi usually wake up their sleeping companions in this way. Whispering doesn't work at all for those who have been sleeping for hundreds of years."

"We don't care how you vampires sleep and wake up!"

The little snakes said angrily, but Du Wayne was louder than them!

"enough!"

"You annoying sparrows have been chattering non-stop since I came in! Feifei, you are right, mentally retarded, always annoying!"

Princess Sophie meowed and slipped to the door with a humanized expression on her face, as if to say, "You guys are finished!"

A strange feeling flashed in everyone's hearts, but Moriarty was right behind them.

Dracula, the ancestor of vampires, was killed by Moriarty, so why should they be afraid of Du Wayne.

Everyone folded their arms and put on playful expressions, as if admiring a peacock that was about to unfurl.

Du Weien felt the contempt, his eyes turned cold, his eyes slowly turned golden, and there was a blood-red phantom looming behind him.

The phantom is like an enlarged version of Du Wayne, wearing the same black cloak, two or three meters tall, but the aura of his body is not comparable to that of Du Wayne.

The blood race has its own magic, and the phantom emits frightening magic fluctuations, and the little wizards on the whole train can feel it.

The cold breath flowed in the school manager's box, with dampness and dead silence, everyone was almost suffocated.

The anomaly only lasted for two seconds. Moriarty drew out his cedar wand and turned the teacup on the table into a coffin.

The coffin has blue patterns printed on it, with a snake in the middle.

With a "bang", the coffin flew towards Du Wayne.

"Since the blood race is so noble, don't try to be a wizard, go back to sleep in the coffin."

As soon as Moriarty finished speaking, the coffin, carrying a huge amount of magical energy, automatically opened the lid of the coffin, like a prehistoric beast opening its mouth wide and swallowing the phantom.

The coffin fell to the ground with a "boom", and a huge suction came from inside, sucking Du Wayne and Princess Sophie into the coffin.

Needless to say, this was Moriarty's method. With a "bang", the coffin closed, and Du Wayne couldn't open it no matter how much he struggled inside.

"Marcus?" Moriarty pointed to his attendant.

"Yes, sir."

"Send someone to explain the magic fluctuations to the students just now, and say that Charlie is experimenting with new magic again."

Moriarty let Charlie take the blame without thinking.

"Okay, sir." Marcus nodded and walked out of the box.

Charlie looked sad: "Why me?"

"What do you mean, usually you hide it in a duel, and throw out new magic on the battlefield as if you don't need money." Tonks seemed to be a little bit worried about Charlie's clumsiness.

"Please, didn't you learn the spell of the Gryffindor sun!"

"Who knows what new magic you're hiding!" Tonks rested his chin, a look of belligerence flashed in his eyes, the two of them were evenly matched among students in the same grade, and they had always been rivals.

Charlie laughed heartlessly: "There is no new spell. During the summer vacation, George, Fred and I have researched a lot of pranks. Do you want to try it?"

"I bet Charlie wouldn't dare do that," George snapped.

"Oh? Why?" asked Fred.

"Because Mr. Moriarty will teach Charlie a lesson before the prank takes effect." George also laughed heartlessly.

"Look at what you said, I can't believe you're my brother!" Charlie reached out and grabbed George by the collar.

Unexpectedly, Fred also started, he smiled and said, "Maybe Mister will throw you into a coffin and be with little vampires!"

Speaking of vampires, everyone walked around the coffin.

"Duwayne..." Lilith's tone was full of intrigue, "Why is there no sound all of a sudden?"

"Let me see." Moriarty cast a spell on the coffin, as long as he closed his eyes, he could see the scene inside.

A few seconds later, Moriarty raised his eyebrows and said, "He fell asleep."

Everyone looked at each other and smiled: "It really is a vampire."

"He's still a child, isn't he a bit pitiful?"

Moriarty saw a maternal radiance on Tonks' pretty face, and knew what Tonks was thinking.

He simply walked to the sofa with his arms around Tonks, regardless of the matter.

A seventh-grade little snake gave a smirk, stretched out his hand and slapped the coffin, "Let you also experience the feeling of noise in your ears! You dirty, disrespectful little monster!"

The other little snakes were about to move, and Moriarty snorted, "Sit back, since you are mocking Vatican for being rude, don't be like Vatican."

Everyone sat back obediently, but Lilith began to think about the problem, "Moriarty, have you considered Vanjo's character?"

"What do you want to say?"

"You can't even knock on the most basic door. It's obvious that Fanzhuo has no education." Lilith hit the nail on the head.

Moriarty was noncommittal.

Judging from Earl Kunlan's memory, the Vanjoy blood family is famous for its elegance.

Thousands of years of family inheritance cannot produce an heir who can't even knock on the door.

That's right, Duwayne Vanjoy is only 11 years old, so he may not have been trained by the Vanjoy blood.

Recalling Du Wayne's words about his parents, it seems that this vampire family is not so harmonious.

"So, Duwayne Vanjoy is a blank slate?"

Moriarty's eyes lit up, didn't he mean that he could color and smear the white paper at will.

During the years Du Wayne was at Hogwarts, I might brainwash a good puppet.

Moriarty spent the rest of the time thinking about the brainwashing plan, and soon the train arrived, and Hagrid's voice was heard in the carriage.

"First-year freshmen! First-year freshmen come here!"

The freshmen started to get out of the car, and Cedric pointed to the coffin and said, "What about this guy?" Now he's perfectly fine.

"Easy, give it to Hagrid together with the coffin." Moriarty snapped his fingers, and the coffin floated out.

Everyone shrugged, Hagrid must have been puzzled.

This year's freshmen got off very quickly, and it was the old students' turn, tacitly waiting for Moriarty and his party to get off, before the other students got off.

The carriage was ready, and the old students walked over.

It was Ye Qi who was pulling the cart, and the Hogwarts pure-blood soldiers could see it after returning from Paris last year, and Marcus even patted the head of one of them.

The boys and girls separated and sat in the carriage. Moriarty, Jericho, and Marcus were the first in the carriage.

There was a faint musty and straw smell in the wagon.

Marcus seemed to have opened up the chatter box, telling Moriarty the story of Ye Qi incessantly.

"...the first Yeqi in the Forbidden Forest is called Wuwu. Hagrid told me that he likes Wuwu the most..."

Marcus didn't know that Hagrid was holding the coffin and wondering.

Who is this gift to me?

That kid Marcus?

Or Mr. Moriarty?

But why did they send the coffin?

I see!

It must be those two Weasley troublemakers!

So it's another prank here.

"Huh~"

As a gust of wind blew, Hagrid held the coffin and observed it over and over again. Eight expressions changed on his face within 30 seconds.

Hagrid remembered Qiu Zhang, she didn't understand why this big tall man stood where he was, and they could only stand where they were freshmen?

"Sir?" Zhang Qiu didn't want to stand on the platform with Hagrid. After all, it was night and the wind was blowing and it was quite cold. She said, "What should we do next?"

"Oh yes, you reminded me," Hagrid hurriedly said, "Come on, follow me, watch out for your feet. "

A group of freshmen marched toward the Black Lake, where they were going to enter Hogwarts by boat, with Hagrid leading the way.

As for the coffin in his arms, Hagrid left it behind. Anyway, after the sorting was over, he would open it and have a look to know what was inside.