The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

A large black cabinet in Borginburg's store creaked, the door was pushed open, and Moriarty came out from inside.

Moriarty looked around quickly. There was no one in the dark and spacious shop, and there was nothing here that might have been on the Hogwarts school shopping list.

On the right side of the disappearing cabinet is an old stone fireplace. On a cushion in a glass box next to it, there is a withered human hand, a stack of blood-stained cards and a glass eyeball that is motionless.

"Hand of glory. Only the person holding it can see the light of the candle." Moriarty walked gently to the human hand. Ingo had wanted to buy it, but Mr. Borgin didn't sell it.

Before Mr. Borgin found him, Moriarty should leave. Although Mr. Borgin was also a dark wizard, Moriarty did not plan to attack him.

Walking past the glass counter, Moriarty noticed two beetle carcasses on an opal necklace, poor bugs.

The necklace should now be branded - Beware: Do not touch, it has been cursed - has claimed the lives of nineteen Muggles and two insects.

Hehe, Moriarty walked out of the store with a sneer, and before the doorbell rang, Moriarty had already walked into a dirty alley.

Moriarty looked around, there were black magic shops on both sides, and an old wooden street sign hung in front of a shop selling poisoned candles, with "Knockturn Alley" written in blood on it.

The wizards in Knockturn Alley were ragged, hooded dark wizards with evil eyes, staring closely at Moriarty and whispering.

"System, if I kill those two dark wizards, how many points can I get?" Moriarty turned his gaze to a shop with some shrunken human heads on display in the window, and two men stood at the door.

"52 points."

Moriarty lost interest in killing them in an instant. He couldn't come to Knockturn Alley just to deal with two little guys.

It may be that the disdain shown by Moriarty was seen by the two dark wizards, and they walked over unsteadily.

"It's the face of the deputy, buddy!"

This sentence seemed to send a signal, and more and more dark wizards walked towards Moriarty, with evil smiles on their faces.

Moriarty didn't bother to tangle with these gangsters, and walked into the depths of the alley.

"It's not lost, is it? My dear!"

A shrill voice suddenly came to my ears, an old witch appeared in front of Moriarty, holding a plate that looked like a whole piece of dead man's fingernail.

"Werewolf nails? These things are rare." Moriarty took a few extra glances and silently asked the system how many points it would get for killing the old witch.

"300 points."

Moriarty smiled in satisfaction, and looked at the old witch with a strange look: "You really look like my Aunt Pitty, can you take me out?"

The old witch instinctively sensed that something was wrong with Moriarty, but she had lived in Knockturn Alley for decades, and no one had seen it!

So she squinted at Moriarty, showing her mossy teeth: "Come with me, I'll take you out, you look like you are forty years old, this is your first time to Knockturn Alley?"

In order to win Moriarty's trust, the old hag walked forward first.

Moriarty followed and replied, "I'm an Italian. I came to accompany my wife to buy Mr. Lockhart's novels at the Lihen Bookstore in Diagon Alley. For some reason, I got separated. Oh, Merlin, there is no more Floo powder is harder to use, and I'm lost! Actually I've been wanting to use a Portkey, but my wife won't allow it—she's always so unreasonable!"

Moriarty is like a young child who doesn't understand anything, and seems to really regard the old witch as the so-called Aunt Pitty, complaining about her grievances.

It's just that judging from his attire, he doesn't look like the good man revealed in his words.

This strangeness made the dark wizards who wanted to follow retreat, but there was still a tall, thin man wrapped in a black cloak, following Moriarty far away.

The old witch led Moriarty into a cold and damp alley. The walls were covered with black blood and gave off a stench. The old witch stopped suddenly and turned to look at Moriarty.

"Why didn't Auntie leave? Tired of walking and want to take a break?" Moriarty seemed to be deeply involved in the drama.

The old witch laughed and said, "This is a dead end, what else is there to do?"

Moriarty shrugged his shoulders: "So you're ready to attack me? Heh, I really want to see what's inside your withered brain."

The old witch was so angry that she stared at Moriarty viciously, but she didn't dare to do anything, until a tall and thin man appeared behind Moriarty, and the old witch showed her ugly teeth again, and laughed loudly: "Bah!" Lore, kill him with me! I can recycle the werewolf nails at a high price in the future!"

Moriarty heard the conditions that the old witch gave her companion, and turned to look at the tall and thin man behind him. It turned out that the werewolf nails that the old witch held in her hand were provided by him.

"It is detected that the host has found the vampire, and the task is issued: kill the vampire! Reward, 500 points. Punishment, the host falls into the hands of the vampire, and he will give the host a first hug."

Moriarty drew out his sherwood wand, "Vampires and werewolves are mortal enemies, no wonder there are sources of werewolf nails! Come, let me see the magic of vampires!"

The vampire Balor lifted the cloak on his body, revealing his true face. It was a pale white face with long black hair covering the corners of his eyes. His pupils were like rubies, glowing with a bloodthirsty evil light.

He opened his mouth, revealing slender and sharp canine teeth, stretched out his pale arms, claws protruding, and rushed towards Moriarty!

Moriarty noticed that Balor was wearing a tuxedo and a small black cloak, and knew his identity: "It turns out that he is a viscount. No wonder he dared to come out in the daytime. It's just that your magical attainments don't seem to be very good." Gao, do you think I'm a werewolf? Fight me hand to hand?"

With a faint snort, Moriarty pointed his wand at the vampire: "Stunned!"

"Crack!" The vampire's body deformed, and a large group of bats screamed strangely. After avoiding the spell, they continued to pounce on Moriarty.

"It's interesting." Moriarty observed while releasing an ice wall to block the blood bats.

He remembered that vampires were born with good polymorphism, they could turn into bats, crows, and some werewolves.

"The soul is out of the body!" The old hag caught sight of Moriarty's observation, and released an Imperius Curse from behind in a sinister manner!

"Super-strong armor protection!" Moriarty put down the protection first, then turned to point at the old witch: "Pieces to pieces!"

The old witch dropped the bowl in her hand, and jumped to the wall as nimbly as a monkey, "Disarm you! Passed out! Oolong came out of the hole!"

The method of casting three spells in a row made Moriarty admire. The first two spells shattered Moriarty's super-strong armor, and the black snake summoned by the black dragon was turned into a giant snake by the old witch. The snake eyes as big as beer barrels stared at Moriarty, and the snake teeth gleamed with poisonous light, biting towards Moriarty.

"Take him as soon as possible, Balor!" the old hag yelled at her fellow vampires. "Just catch him, and I allow you to make him your kin!"

"The blood of an 11-year-old boy is not very tasty," Balor's voice came from among a group of bats. "If it's a girl, maybe I'll think about it."

The old witch realized that she had been cheated, and shouted angrily: "Boy? 11 years old? You come to Knockturn Alley with a different face at such a young age. It seems that you are not a good person!"

Moriarty dismissed it: "The reason why a trash fish is a trash fish is because no matter how much nonsense you say, it can't change the fact that it is a trash fish."

"As for you—" Moriarty glanced at the vampire with interest, and the group of bats broke through the ice wall and flew over again, "Since they saw through me—I don't want to be on the front page of the Daily Prophet, So, it's game over."

A cold breath emanated from the wand in Moriarty's hand, "Crying under the falling snow."

Moriarty recited the name of the spell heavily, and the surging water element magic power surrounded Moriarty's body, gradually expanding circle by circle like a rising sea tide.

The old witch and Balor blinked their eyelids uncomfortably, and their vision blurred to see a world of ice and snow, and the little girl's weeping and tragic wailing faintly came from the sky and the earth.

The two kinds of cries were not loud, but their penetrating power was extremely strong. The old witch and Balor felt their heads were about to explode. The old witch fell to the ground, rolling back and forth, calling Moriarty to listen indistinctly. Do not understand the name.

As for the giant snake transformed by the old witch, it had already been frozen into an ice sculpture, and it would turn into a pool of blood within a few minutes.

Moriarty noticed that Balor had turned back into a human form. The vampire's magic resistance might be slightly higher, but he would inevitably suffer mental torture. Balor covered his head with a small cloak, whimpering, and stumbled towards the entrance of the alley go.

The first use of "Crying in the Snow" was a bit exhausting for Moriarty. Seeing Balor escape, he simply released a stun.

With a "plop", Balor fell to the ground, bled from his head, and a few gold coins fell out.

Moriarty turned a blind eye to this. He had no habit of looting dead bodies, nor did he believe that a vampire and an old witch had any rare items on them.

Even if there is, can it compare to the collection in Slytherin Castle?

Out of absolute confidence, Moriarty coldly swept over the old witch and Balor, turning the werewolf nails scattered on the ground into large swords.

In order to completely kill the vampire, Moriarty specially turned one of the swords into a silver sword, waved his wand, and the silver sword fell down, piercing Balor's head!

There was a whistling sound, and several silver swords pierced his heart and limbs respectively.

Blood splattered everywhere, Balor's skin quickly shriveled, and the old witch on the other side also became dripping with blood, and the two big swords nailed her to the ground like a cross!

"Ding dong~ Congratulations to the host for completing the task, and reward 500 points! It is detected that the host has successfully killed the black witch in Knockturn Alley, and you will get 300 points."

"There are still 200 points left to unlock the blind box lottery, maybe we can go for a walk around Knockturn Alley?" Moriarty narrowed his eyes, the gray pupils reflecting blood all over the floor.

Looking up at the sky, it didn't take long before it was time for dinner. Moriarty gave up the idea of ​​continuing to hunt the dark wizard, and released "Blazing Flame" on the two corpses, then walked back to the Bojinbok shop, picked a When Mr. Bokin was away, he used the disappearing cabinet to return to the castle.