The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

"Brother Moriarty?"

Hermione called twice, but Moriarty didn't respond.

Hermione stretched out her right hand and waved it in front of Moriarty.

"How are you?"

"Hey!"

Hermione was a little anxious.

"Okay, I was just distracted and remembered something."

Moriarty held Hermione's little hand with both hands, making it smooth and tender, and played with it slightly.

Playing and talking at the same time.

"The language Professor Sybill Trelawney spoke to you - you can be sure it was a genuine prophecy."

Hermione suddenly panicked: "Huh? Doesn't that mean..."

Moriarty put an index finger on Hermione's lips and rubbed it gently.

He continued: "But it would be too arbitrary to regard it as a prophecy. It is more like a warning than a prophecy!"

"After all, the prophecy itself has a warning meaning."

"Professor Sybill Trelawney must have had a premonition, and you happened to appear on that day, which touched her sensitive and fragile nerves. Only then did the so-called death prophecy come about."

Moriarty's brain, which has been enhanced by the alchemical matrix and magic AI, can easily restore a small scene.

After hearing this, Hermione tilted her head thoughtfully, unconsciously sticking out the tip of her tongue and gently licking Moriarty's index finger.

My fingers were numb, itchy, and extremely comfortable.

Moriarty narrowed his eyes, the kitten is really good at it!

But he didn't forget to add: "Maybe you have something to do with that place."

"That place?" Hermione retracted her tongue and asked in confusion: "Where is that place?"

"Didn't you see it?" Moriarty patted Hermione's head and said with a smile, "Anything related to Professor Sybill Trelawney, you lose your logic, right?"

"This is not good."

Hermione lowered her head in embarrassment and blushed slightly.

Moriarty's big hands traveled down the top of his head, squeezing Hermione's cheeks.

He said dotingly: "Let me tell you."

"That prophecy refers to the curtain of death!"

"The specific location is in the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic."

"It is said that those who pass through the curtain of death will die forever. Some people say that they go to another world."

"It's an ominous place anyway."

A stubborn expression appeared on Hermione's pretty face, and she stared at the clouds in the sky: "How disgusting, why does she make such a prophecy to me?"

"I obviously have nothing to do with the Death Curtain!"

"Yes, you didn't, and I won't let you have anything to do with anything unknown." Moriarty put Hermione's forehead against his.

"But maybe I have something to do with the Death Curtain?"

"Or the person I know - the enemy, has a high probability to be related to the Death Curtain!"

"!"

Hermione froze.

"Is it the eternal life organization?" she said dullly.

"Yes," Moriarty nodded, rubbing his chin slightly on the top of Hermione's head, "Except for Guang and Gump, I can't think of anyone else who is so boring!"

"What two annoying guys," Hermione complained slightly, and said loudly: "Let me help you!"

"Maybe I really have something to do with this death curtain?"

"Maybe I can help you?"

The sight of an enemy filled Hermione with infinite courage.

She is no longer the little kitten who loves to drink milk, but a little lion.

Moriarty pondered for a moment, then shook his head.

"No, at least not now."

"I do recognize your intelligence, but we are in the open and the enemy is in the dark. It is not too late for us to investigate first and then make a decision."

Hermione nodded in deep understanding.

Both of them are action men and will do what they say!

…

Hermione went to find information about the Death Curtain.

Moriarty writes a letter to Lockhart, asking him to inspect the Department of Mysteries.

Herbal medicine class in the afternoon.

Slytherin and Ravenclaw together.

Moriarty was still sitting between Lilith and Penello.

Being double-teamed by two beauties, she enjoys the blessings of everyone.

The herbal medicine class in sixth grade is a big class.

They spend the entire semester learning to recognize and cultivate a magical plant.

Pimple vine pods!

Pomona Sprout was at the podium explaining the plant, but the theoretical part was a little boring.

The little wizards below couldn't cheer up, or they were just doing their own things.

But once you get to the practical part, you will complain endlessly.

Penello nudged Moriarty with his elbow as he took notes.

"I heard that Hermione is investigating the Death Curtain everywhere. What's going on?"

Moriarty was not surprised. As Hermione's senior student in the same school, it was impossible for Hermione not to ask Penelo.

"It has something to do with my enemy," Moriarty said briefly.

"I've given Hermione relevant information and news from our academy." Penello didn't know if it would be useful, but she wanted to help Moriarty.

Lilith also joined the conversation.

She said: "According to the information I have, the Department of Mysteries is one of the earliest departments since the establishment of the Ministry of Magic."

"It's just that for hundreds of years, no one knew exactly what this department did."

After saying that, Lilith laughed herself.

"Sigh, this information must be useless."

"Previous ministers did not take the Department of Mysteries seriously, but now it seems that this is what Gamp wants and is his retreat."

Moriarty said to the two women: "Okay, don't think about this, just listen to the class, I will solve it."

"Listen to the lesson, listen to the lesson," Lilith poked Moriarty's forearm with the quill, "Can you put your hands down from both of our thighs."

"no way."

…

The day's classes ended.

Moriarty received Lockhart's reply during dinner.

While taking down the letter, he drove away Jericho who was feeding Poseidon.

Jericho fed Poseidon like a cow. In six years, Poseidon transformed from a handsome owl into a handsome owl.

Upon hearing his master's words, Poseidon cooed innocently and flew away under Jericho's reluctant eyes.

Seeing this, Saldaya put his arm around Jericho's shoulders and said, "In the future, we will open a breeding farm together. You will be responsible for feeding and I will be responsible for slaughtering. The business will be prosperous!"

"Get lost!" Jericho said angrily: "I fatten cute little animals not just for you to eat."

"What's that for?"

"Eat it for myself, hehe~"

The two were laughing and joking, but Moriarty's expression became darker and darker.

Just because!

the letter said.

Lockhart received Moriarty's letter, gave up all work, and walked into the Department of Mysteries with Leon's Auror team.

Here, Lockhart had a cordial and friendly exchange with Stan, the current director of the department. Stan reported on the work of the Department of Mysteries, which was quite professional.

But when Lockhart asked about some secrets of the Department of Mysteries, Stan was completely clueless.

Lockhart was a master of memory. He could tell at a glance whether Stan knew something or not at all.

Stan really doesn’t know!

It would be understandable if Stan knew but didn't want to tell.

Successive ministers seemed to have no regard for the affairs of the Department of Mysteries.

But not Stan.

As the director, he actually doesn’t know anything!

Lockhart judged that Stan was a puppet and that the master here was someone else.

He pretended to be nonchalant and retreated, sending Leon and a large number of Aurors to surround the Department of Mysteries.

Everything is just waiting for Moriarty's decision.