The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

Moriarty gestured to the freshman at the end of the table, "Slytherin first year, come with me."

The three of Pansy immediately stood up and followed him away. Seeing that Neville had also stood up, Harry hurriedly swallowed the last bite of the cake and followed, followed by the other freshmen.

"Wow, Mister takes the new students to the Slytherin dungeon himself?" Jericho whistled when he saw this scene.

"At this grand moment today, you shouldn't act frivolously," Lilith scolded, "Don't forget, we are Slytherins, and you will spoil the new students."

Jericho shrugged indifferently: "Okay, okay, it seems that among the freshmen there are good seedlings that Moriarty thinks are worth cultivating."

Lilith watched the back of Moriarty leading the freshmen out of the auditorium and onto the floating ladder, "It's rare for him to make a move in person. The freshman he valued last time was Soldaya Selwyn."

Soldaya said with a smile: "Let's go too, and see which freshman can win the favor of the husband-don't forget the hidden senior rules, I hope it will be a battle between dragons and tigers."

Lilith's face darkened, the hidden prefect rules hadn't been revoked, and Moriarty still had a private dormitory, so... it was really cheap for him.

Old students also began to leave one after another.

On the other side, Moriarty led the new students to walk inside the castle, taking a tour while recognizing the way.

When Moriarty was explaining to the freshmen that the floating ladder would go up and down and where the various corridors lead to, he recalled his first grade, how time flies.

The memory flashed by, Moriarty squeezed his right hand lightly, and the Slytherin staff appeared in his hand.

"Although these floating ladders will not be what you want, but this is all I need-"

Moriarty knocked the end of his staff against the ground of the floating ladder.

The floating ladder is like building blocks, connected step by step to form a road leading to the Slytherin dungeon.

"Wow~"

The new students let out admiration.

"This is Slytherin's authority," Moriarty slowly swept over the first-year snake, "At Hogwarts, you will become the best wizards, and in Slytherin, you will get what you want That self."

Then Moriarty strode up, followed by the freshmen, some of whom didn't quite understand the meaning of the passage, Harry being one of them.

As they approached the Slytherin dungeon, Moriarty talked about the hidden prefect's rules again, and the freshmen couldn't help but panic when they heard that a duel was about to break out between them.

"But sir, I don't know magic!" Harry asked suddenly, "I haven't learned any spells!"

It was difficult for Harry to describe his mood at this time. He tried his best to become a wizard like Moriarty and Marcus, but found himself getting farther and farther away from them.

Moriarty made no reply, staring at Harry blankly.

There was a thin smile next to him, and Harry rolled his eyes, knowing it was Pansy without looking.

Sure enough, Pansy made no secret of her ridicule towards Harry: "No way? The famous savior doesn't know a single spell?"

Nott said glibly: "No one forces you to be a hidden prefect, Potter. Maybe you will become the first Slytherin student to give up challenging the hidden prefect because you don't know magic? Who knows."

Some of the little snakes chuckled, and Harry noticed that Moriarty turned his head away, hanging his head in frustration.

Then they came to a sort of basement room with a thick stone wall at the end.

Moriarty stopped in his tracks, "You have seen the entrance to the Slytherin common room, and you need a password to enter."

"I know the previous password has pure blood!" Pan Xi raised her hand high and said loudly.

"Yeah, yeah," Moriarty smiled faintly, "Not only pure blood, but also glory, they're all some old passwords. Last year I recreated a set of passwords, snake fetus, this is the first One, change one every week from now on, remember it.”

"There is a stone door hidden in the stone wall. Behind the stone door is our common room. Of course, we prefer to call it the old name-Slytherin dungeon."

After finishing speaking, Moriarty read the password to the stone wall, and the stone wall opened from the middle. Moriarty walked in first, and the little snakes swarmed in.

When Harry walked in, he was really taken aback by the luxurious configuration inside. He also saw the octopus at the bottom of the lake through the glass of the large screen.

The older students had returned, and Moriarty walked back among them, clearing his throat for the new students.

"Now I'm going to tell you something about Slytherin."

The freshman raised his head, his eyes blank.

"You may not be surprised why you were sorted into Slytherin, blood! Yes, most of you have wizard blood."

"But you must be wondering about the freshmen who weren't sorted into Slytherin—what's the matter with them? Don't they have blood? No wizarding father or mother?"

The three of Pansy thought of Draco at the same time, yes, why didn't the children of Malfoy's family be sorted in.

"That's because the advantages of Slytherin in you outweigh the advantages of the other three houses."

"You may be as brave as knights, as wise as wise men, and as kind-hearted, but the desire for magic in your heart and the nobility in your soul far exceed these, so you are here."

The little snakes were overwhelmed by the words and nodded repeatedly.

"For that you need to know, Slytherin conduct." Moriarty's voice rose a notch.

Lilith whispered: "What, he wouldn't be so rigid and dogmatic."

However, Moriarty immediately said: "Many people must think—oh, it's so long-winded, after listening to Professor Dumbledore's speech, why don't you tell me again?"

The old students laughed, and Moriarty shook his head with a little emotion: "This is because there may be several major events happening this year—in fact, you should have heard that Hogwarts in recent years has not happened every year. A few major events, it seems that it is not a magic school."

"Hahaha..." Jericho and the others were amused by the joke and laughed the loudest.

"Okay, let me make a long story short."

"The so-called Slytherin code of conduct is nothing more than the virtues of Slytherin students."

"1. Be classy at all times."

"2. Reject insults of any kind. So skip the rhetoric about little Muggle-born wizards, Slytherins don't have students like that."

"3. Don't make a promise unless you can easily keep it."

"4. We are not obsessive-compulsive, but we strive to be perfect in everything - unless you do nothing. Of course, if anyone does nothing, I request that he be locked up in Azkaban."

"5. Adapt to the environment, and if you can't adapt, change the environment."

"6. Glory to the glory of Hogwarts, proud of Slytherin! Slytherin is an integral part of Hogwarts, I hope you can first think of yourself as a Hogwarts, and then It's the Slytherins."

"7. Honor is everything."

"This honor is by no means how famous you are. Classmate Potter, you are called the savior. Tell me, do you know magic?"

"I won't, sir," replied Harry loudly, honored rather than ashamed.

Harry didn't like being called the savior.

Moriarty went on to say: "This honor is not about how much wealth you have. Mr. Parkinson, your family is very rich. Tell me, which one is richer between your family and mine? Your family is a beggar compared to mine. "

"That's why I abolished Glory's set of passwords. Those are all false names."

"Then what is honor?" Moriarty said solemnly: "It is the breakthrough and discovery of wizards in the field of magic. This kind of confidence derived from magic will make your soul exude deep pride. It's Slytherin's quest."

"Or, this is the real Slytherin."

"Gryffindor bravely possesses and attacks in magic! Ravenclaw uses wisdom in magic to see, find, and obtain. Hufflepuff calmly accepts everything that magic gives."

"Believe me, no one knows the Big Four better than I do."

After Moriarty finished speaking, no matter if they were old students or freshmen, they applauded enthusiastically.

"Okay, now let's start the selection of hidden seniors."

Moriarty backed away, leaving room for the first-year snake, and Lilith whispered, "From your tone, magic is not your favorite."

"Huh? Have you asked me that question before?"

While they were talking, the hidden prefect was elected!

"Neville Longbottom!" Prefect Gemma clapped her hands, "Congratulations."

Neville smiled sheepishly, he felt that he had taken advantage, if Draco Malfoy was here, he might not be the opponent.

It was getting late, and when it was time to go to bed, Harry found sadly that he had shared a dormitory with Nott, Crabbe, and Goyle. Naturally, he had been made things difficult and run on.

Lying on the soft and wide bed, Harry tossed and turned.

Pansy's ridicule and Nott's making things difficult all drag Harry into an abyss of unconfidence.

Harry thought of the embarrassment that he didn't know magic. During the selection of the hidden prefect, he could only watch from the sidelines, and he was alone on the sidelines.

But Moriarty's words and Dumbledore's speech made Harry's desire to become an outstanding wizard even stronger.

"What should I do?"

"Am I unfit for Slytherin?"

Harry couldn't sleep, and opened his eyes in a daze.

What Harry didn't know was that, besides himself, there was another person who felt the same way tonight.

In Dumbledore's headmaster's office, Professor Snape's yelling sounded...

The freshmen who also had trouble sleeping were Draco and Ron.

The two were assigned to the same dormitory, and as expected, they had a quarrel, scaring the remaining two roommates, Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas, into nightmares at night.

Ron was lying on the bed, feeling numb. When Dumbledore went to check him and said he was helpless, Ron shed tears sadly.

Thinking that he would no longer have the right and function to be a man in the future, Ron buried his face in the quilt and cried silently.

Draco, on the other hand, hadn't recovered from the sorting. He was out of tune with Gryffindor all night. He stared, sad and angry by turns.

Moriarty didn't know all this, and he didn't even think about the feelings of the three freshmen, because when he returned to his dormitory, Violet followed him.

She lifted off the wizard's robe, stuck it on, and offered her lips affectionately: "Master, let's take a bath together, master~"

In the middle of the night, Tonks sneakily knocked on the small bedroom door again.