The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

Moriarty met Fudge's gaze and said, "Professor Dumbledore is telling the truth."

"What!!!"

Fudge yelped and shook his head.

"No, no, no!"

His face turned almost liver-coloured, looking at Moriarty pleadingly.

"It's not that difficult to admit that Voldemort is back," Moriarty said lightly, "Of course, it's not that difficult to admit that Voldemort has been defeated again."

After Moriarty finished speaking, he exchanged glances with Dumbledore, and Voldemort had been dealt with.

Dumbledore was relieved, and said, "It seems that I need to find a highly skilled wizard to replace Professor William as the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. William can't move freely for three months, poor man."

Moriarty nodded in agreement: "He only taught us for two weeks."

"Ah, ah..." Fudge's complexion began to recover, he looked at Dumbledore and then at Moriarty, and said with lingering fear: "This matter is over, isn't it?"

No one paid attention to Fudge, and Fudge was not upset, as long as Voldemort didn't come back, the world would be all right.

As for whether Voldemort was really dead, Fudge didn't care.

"If you need help from me and the Ministry of Magic, tell me anytime."

Fudge smiled flatteringly at Moriarty and Dumbledore, wiped the sweat from his brow, and said, "Okay, we should go, hand this guy over to Azkaban!"

He tapped Pettigrew on Peter Pettigrew's instep hard with his cane, and said happily when he passed by Tonks.

"The Ministry has decided to award Miss Tonks a Second Class Order of Merlin. If Miss Tonks is willing, she will report to the Auror office as soon as possible without passing the exam after graduation."

Tonks said indifferently: "I think I'll still take the Auror exam, I don't want to be gossiped about."

Fudge was bored and said goodbye.

Dumbledore stood up from the bench with a thoughtful face on his face: "I'll write a few letters and post them as soon as possible before dawn, maybe I can get some sleep."

"Hmmm... who is it for? Professor Randy doesn't have a place to live... Maybe old friend Moody has time? Or Remus Lupin? Hope he can substitute for a while..."

Dumbledore walked and thought about candidates for substitutes.

"Oh, Mr. Moriarty," he turned suddenly, "perhaps you could write to Professor Diana?"

Moriarty shook his head. "Maybe she's doing something else?"

Since Vivienne was rescued, Diana has been helping her mentor get out of the shadow of Merlin's disappearance.

"Ah, what a pity," said Dumbledore, "it seems I'll have to write to Lupine."

"I think I'm up to the job," said Professor Snape loudly, "a contemporary of Defense Against the Dark Arts in Potions."

"I hope you don't do that, Severus." Professor McGonagall persuaded, "Your time is very tight."

Professor Snape also stood up, limped towards Dumbledore, and fought for himself: "I can, you know!"

"Um, Dean."

At this time, only Moriarty was called Dean Professor Snape.

He said with concern: "Marcus told me that I will brew the potion for the bite of the hell three-headed dog right away."

Sijia suddenly turned his head, stared at Moriarty sharply, and shouted: "I'm not weak enough to use a student to brew me a potion!"

"But I'm faster than your time," Moriarty said. "You know that."

"No!" Skil limped towards his office, "Tomorrow you will see a Snape intact!"

After Sculpture left, Moriarty achieved his goal, and he and Dumbledore smiled at each other knowingly.

"Professor Snape is not fit to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts right now, especially with the death of Sirius and Harry Potter's first contact with Voldemort."

"That's right," Dumbledore nodded with a smile, happy that Moriarty thought of him together, "So? I'd better write to Lupine, and he will tell Harry everything calmly."

That's the end of everything that happened to Professor William.

At noon the next day, the students discovered that their new professor had turned into Remus Lupin.

He is also an outstanding wizard who graduated from Hogwarts, and the background of Lupin has spread like wildfire.

Harry, who was lying on the hospital bed, also heard that Lupine had a very close relationship with his father, as well as Sirius Black.

It is said that Peter Pettigrew, the culprit of this incident, also has a close relationship with them.

This was what Neville had told Harry when he came to visit.

As for more details, Neville refused to disclose, which made Harry daydream about his father and the relationship between people like Lupine.

Except for Neville, no one came to visit Harry, and to Harry's disappointment, neither Marcus nor Draco came.

Sometimes Harry thought he had lost Draco as a friend.

But seeing Ron on the next bed, Harry regained his balance, because no one came to see Ron except the three Weasley brothers.

Harry had also heard from Neville that an Auror named Leon had tried to rush in and beat Ron up, and had exhausted the Weasleys trying to stop him.

As for Ron, Harry just wanted to get away from him quickly, but Ron had been acting weird lately—looking up at the ceiling from time to time, staring.

Some nights, Harry could still hear the hissing.

"Draco said at the time what was my ability to hear Parseltongue? Snake...Parseltongue? Yes, that's it! I'll definitely ask Senior Marcus after I'm discharged from the hospital."

In fact Harry and Ron only stayed three days, and they were discharged on the fourth day, which happened to be a Saturday.

"Do you have a situation to report to Senior Marcus? What a coincidence, they went to Hogsmeade village."

In the library, Neville whispered to Harry.

"I'll wait for them to come back," Harry muttered. "My mind is full of doubts."

"You seem to be full of thoughts," Neville said with concern.

Harry shook his head, seeing that Neville's notebook was full of notes, he couldn't help but ask, "Neville, why do you study tirelessly?"

"Because I want revenge!" Neville said sullenly, "Do you have any enemies?"

"The enemy? Does Voldemort count?" Harry asked in a daze.

Unexpectedly, there was an exclamation from the seat next to him.

Harry looked back, and it turned out to be Pansy, with Draco, Nott, and Daphne sitting beside her.

Not only were they there, but there were also two girls diagonally opposite.

Hermione and Hannah who quarreled with Ron last time.

"I see them almost every day," Neville winked at Harry, "there are some of the best first years here, don't mess around with Ron all the time."

"Even you can see it?" Harry was ashamed of his carelessness in making friends.

"I heard from Senior Soldaya that Mrs. Weasley sent the princess earrings stolen by Ron tonight, so Mr. must be here tonight. If you have anything to say, hurry up."

"Thank you, Neville," Harry said sincerely.

At night, Harry didn't go to dinner, and waited for Moriarty and the others to return in the common room, and he felt crazy if he didn't ask again.

Finally, Harry waited until seven o'clock.

A large group of people walked in talking and laughing, and Harry went up to meet him, and said excitedly: "Mr. Moriarty! Senior Marcus! Can I have a chat with you?

"Potter?"

After thinking for a while, Moriarty waved to the other little snakes, indicating to go back to their dormitories.

Soon Moriarty and his group were left on the sofa, and Harry stood nervously opposite the sofa.

"You can say it, Potter."

Harry plucked up the courage to tell the story and conjectures about how he and Draco followed William, how they were coerced by Ron, and how they went to the alchemy classroom.

Then he talked about Ron's abnormality, and finally asked Moriarty, what is the relationship between the three Sirius and James Potter?

After Harry finished speaking, Lilith and the others looked at him with strange eyes, and everyone's eyes were different.

"Harry Potter! You make me so angry!"

The first to speak was Marcus.

This came as a surprise to Harry, who knew that Marcus was not good with words, usually with his hands and his mouth.

Sure enough, Marcus raised his wand, gritted his teeth and yelled, "You doubt Professor Snape! He's crippled because he was bitten by the three-headed hellhound I got a week ago! In Hagrid's cabin!" Now he is still brewing potions, and you doubt him! Doubt your own professor!"

Harry froze, not expecting this at all.

"Damned!"

Marcus shot a spell, Moriarty raised his hand to stop it, and the red light flew past Harry's hair.

"Sir, why stop me?" Marcus said angrily: "Students doubt the professor? It happened in our college!"

Moriarty didn't look at him, but at Harry.

"You said you heard hissing at night, like this? Hissing, hissing!"

Harry's eyes widened. "Yes, yes! That's it, Parseltongue. I forgot to say that!"

Moriarty thought he was reminded of something, looked at Harry strangely, and said a word in Parseltongue inscrutablely.

Harry thought for a long time before he understood, and asked, "Why?"

"Do as I say, if you want to avenge your parents." Moriarty signaled Harry to leave, and finally added: "Professor Lupine will tell you the whole story about your father." listen."

Harry went back to sleep, and Lilith asked Moriarty curiously, "What did you say to Potter in Parseltongue?"

Moriarty smiled gracefully at her: "Can't you understand Parseltongue?"

"The Parseltongue you speak is too advanced to understand." Lilith said helplessly, after all, she is not a Parseltongue.

"I put Harry close to Ron, to spy on him, remote control him, command him."

"Aha?" Jericho said amusedly: "That silly boy, can he do it? I doubt it."

"In comparison, what problems does Ron Weasley have that deserve your attention?"

Lilith was puzzled, when did Moriarty pay attention to the unlucky Ron.

Moriarty looked at Lilith with deep eyes, and moved to an octopus swimming from the bottom of the lake.

"Ron, he is Voldemort's eighth Horcrux."

(Chapter 55 is not unwritten. It was posted on Wednesday night. Writing about Narcissa was blocked. In the future, everyone should be smart and see the title of Narcissa, hurry up and read it, hehe. I will also revise chapter 55 and unblock it as soon as possible .)