The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

"The wedding begins~"

A burst of brisk music played, and Lucius walked out slowly, leading Mrs. Chabini in a white wedding dress in a grand manner.

Draco and Blaise Chabini, two little boys, followed behind, their faces full of displeasure.

Lilith laughed straight: "If you want me to say, the Malfoy family just loves to show off. Didn't you see the two children's unhappy faces? If I were Lucius, I would definitely not let them come out."

Moriarty agreed and said: "Indeed, compared to the guests, the master's faux pas embarrasses the Malfoy family even more."

"The implication is that I'm rude as a guest?" Lilith gave Moriarty a white look.

"I didn't say that," Moriarty said tactfully, "After the wedding banquet, I would like to invite you to Slytherin Castle. There are some things we need to talk about."

"whats the matter?"

"A good thing." Moriarty said seriously, "It's a good thing for you and me."

"You won't dig a hole for me, will you?" Lilith stared at Moriarty's deep gray eyes inquiringly, and said angrily, "Your castle is full of witches, so I'm sure there will be no good."

"Why do I hear a strong sour smell?" Fu Rong pretended to be nonchalant, and said with a smile: "My anchovies have turned sour."

"Huh~"

Lilith turned her head away.

Moriarty glanced at the new Mrs. Malfoy uninterestedly. She was completely incomparable with Narcissa, and then went to dinner with Fleur.

Halfway through the wedding, a house-elf walks in, leading a dusty wizard.

The wizard is wearing a decent black suit, wearing shiny brown leather shoes, wearing a tall wizard hat, buttoning up his golden hair, with an eternal smile on his face.

The whole body is full of fashion and trends. Only this hat is the symbol of the wizard. The wizard took off the hat and greeted the bride and groom slightly.

"Dear Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy, Gilderoy Lockhart is late."

The guests suddenly became noisy, and the auditorium was filled with various voices.

Moriarty saw many ladies waving excitedly at Lockhart.

"Lockhart looks like a thief," Moriarty commented.

"Are you envious?" Lilith approached and asked.

"What am I envious of?"

Moriarty couldn't figure out what to say.

Lilith tutted: "Don't you like that? Whose wife, whose young wife? Whose family's freshly baked little widow?"

"puff!"

Moriarty almost spit out the black tea in his mouth.

At the critical moment, Fu Rong said, "Look quickly, Lucius' face."

Lucius' smile froze as if glued to his face.

"Of course Lucius doesn't welcome Lockhart," Moriarty explained the whole story: "He was supposed to show off today, but Lockhart is here, look, Lockhart must have a new trick ...in a moment Lockhart was the center of the crowd."

By this time, Lockhart had strode among the guests.

"My dear Minister Fudge, my beloved boss Rufus Scrimgeour, my loveliest fans..."

Lockhart shook hands with Fudge, his immediate boss, and the ladies one by one.

He had a charming smile on his face, and a genuine enthusiasm that was irresistible to a wizard or witch.

Then.

When Lockhart caught everyone's attention.

Lockhart kicks off his solo show.

"As you can see, I, the captain of England's Anti-Dark Arts Special Operations Team, have completed the anti-Dark wizard tour in America and returned safely!"

"Crack, clap, clap!"

There was warm applause.

Lockhart nodded in satisfaction.

"Friends, I not only brought back myself, I also brought back the magic weapon against dark wizards and black magic!"

See the wizards blinking their eyes in confusion.

Lockhart raised his chin triumphantly, "I returned to Great Britain at the critical juncture of the Azkaban defection. For the next turbulent period, I promise that wizards in England will receive the safest protection!"

"You don't believe me?"

Lockhart spread his arms out, a burst of self-confidence showing.

"It doesn't matter, the facts will prove my words - I have already started to act, starting this afternoon, the special operations team launched an anti-black storm!"

The faces of Fudge, Rufus Scrimgeour, and Lucius changed drastically.

Fudge and Scrimgeour looked at each other, seeing what the other meant, and Lockhart's decision hadn't been told to either of them beforehand.

Lucius became uneasy, he knew best how the Death Eaters escaped from prison.

Even the culprit of the Azkaban defection is currently in the basement of the manor!

And that madwoman from the Death Eaters—Bellatrix Lestrange—was at the manor, too!

Speaking of which, Lucius still found it strange.

The Dark Lord, who has always been honest with women, why did he keep Bella this time...

Lucius was so lost in thought that he didn't hear Lockhart calling him several times.

Mrs. Sabini patted Lucius' arm, and Lucius woke up suddenly: "Ah? What's wrong!"

"Let me guess, is our groom imagining the graceful figure of the bride?" Lockhart patted Lucius on the shoulder familiarly, and said affectionately: "My friend, I will use your wedding to announce Decide, you won't blame me, will you?"

Lucius shook his head, wanted to say something but was interrupted by Lockhart: "Great!"

Lockhart patted Lucius on the shoulder vigorously: "My brother is newly married, I have a gift for my brother."

After speaking, Lockhart let go of Lucius and strode to the other side of the auditorium. The eyes of the guests followed him closely, leaving Lucius standing alone.

"Sabini, Zabini!"

What angered Lucius the most was that his bride also stared at Lockhart with a rosy face.

"You must really want to know the story of what happened to me in America." Lockhart said resonantly.

I'm coming! It's my Lockhart favorite part again.

Lockhart enjoyed listening to the cheers below.

"Fortunately, I return this time with my new work "Lockhart and the Seventy-two Dark Witches"!"

Lockhart flicked out a thick storybook with a black cover, while showing his signature smile.

"It records the stories of the 72 dark wizards I, Gilderoy Lockhart, encountered in North and South America!"

The guests applauded, and Lockhart walked up to Lucius under adoring eyes.

"Dude, I'm giving you my new work for free."

There was another burst of applause.

Quite a few purebloods praised Lockhart for his generosity.

Lockhart took Lucius' right hand and squeezed it hard.

"Brother, you must read more. I suggest you learn a few things from me—especially dealing with the vampire's Freezing Curse. Protect yourself and your wife."

Lockhart spoke earnestly, Lucius' neck was red, and he tried his best to suppress his anger so as not to flare up.

Moriarty was already laughing happily with the two girls.

Murder!

What made Lucius' eyes even more irritated was that his bride, nodding in agreement, held the book "Lockhart and the 72 Dark Wizard" tightly in her arms.

Lucius instantly felt something extra on his head.

"Captain Lockhart, we also want to see your new work."

A group of ladies looked at Lockhart expectantly.

"Don't worry," Lockhart waved his hand, "I have reached an agreement with Lihen Bookstore. Starting tomorrow, the bookstore will sell the book."

"Yeah~"

The witches cried out happily.

Lucius' limelight had been completely taken away by Lockhart. Fudge and Scrimgeour glanced at Scrimgeour, and seeing that the latter hadn't moved, they cursed secretly: "What a dull man!"

"Why don't you think about it, the louder your subordinate is, the more dangerous you are as his immediate boss!"

Fudge slandered, stepped forward and whispered to Lockhart: "Captain, should the anti-black storm be more cautious?"

Lockhart said righteously: "Don't worry Minister, I have everything arranged. I believe I will have support, right?"

As soon as the words fell, several pure-blood Patriarchs stood up.

"Yes, the Greengrass family is willing to serve the special operations team."

"The Parkinson family is willing to help the Aurors of the special operations team."

The two Patriarchs stood up, and more than a dozen pure blood came out one after another, as if they had agreed to support Lockhart.

"I think I can provide potions for you. Except for Professor Snape, no one is better at brewing potions than me."

Horace Slughorn, paunchy, walked over to the other purebloods and winked at Lockhart.

Lucius gritted his teeth when he saw this scene: "This old fox..."

But he has no temper. After all, Horace gave him a house, which can be regarded as the help of the Slughorn family to the Malfoy family.

Everyone knew that Horace was a smooth wizard.

But they!

Lucius stared at Mr. Parkinson and Mr. Greengrass, who ignored Lucius' gaze.

No way, Lucius had to look at his best friend Old Knott. Hope to get some information.

Old Nott dodged Lucius' eyes, Lucius understood, he knew what Nott meant: I'm sorry, Lucius.

"Merlin, what happened to all of this?"

Lucius felt sad. After the defeat of the Black family, his Malfoy family was a one-of-a-kind pure-blood family.

Now……

He couldn't help but look at Lockhart, could it be that he was responsible for all this?

Lockhart was full of ambition, and said to Fudge with confidence: "Minister, leave this matter to me. The anti-black storm is inevitable. I, Lockhart, promise the British wizards that I will punish the dark wizards of Great Britain!"

"good!"

"good!"

"Well said!"

The wizards applauded, as if this was Lockhart's press conference.

The wedding ended in this way, and the guests were still discussing endlessly, and the topic was Lockhart.

And Lockhart came to Moriarty at this time.

"Master, are you satisfied with my performance?"

Moriarty smiled slightly: "Everything is as planned, well done Lockhart."

At the same time, Lucius suppressed his anger and roughly pushed Mrs. Chabini down.

"I'm very angry!"

Lucius took over.

But I didn't expect...

"Ah! You, you..." Lucius was scared back and said in horror, "Why are you so dark?"

Mrs. Sabine slapped Lucius viciously: "Fart! I don't even think you are young, but you think I am bad! You are far worse than Moriarty, do you know! Hurry up!"

Lucius was dumbfounded, but was pulled away by Mrs. Chabini.