The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

Fudge was clearly well dressed, a stocky little man witch, today with his hair done in curls, a pinstriped suit, violet tie, long black cloak, and silver pointy boots.

Moriarty watched Fudge approaching, and he knew that from this moment on, every word he said had to be carefully thought out, but these thought-consuming words were not Moriarty's true words, they only existed to achieve his goals Tool of.

Just like now, Moriarty shook Fudge's hand lightly, quickly parted, and said casually: "I think Mr. Fudge should be very clear that our headmaster, Dumbledore, has always opposed school students participating in politics. But I'm here anyway, and does Mr Fudge know why?"

Fudge's eyelids twitched when he heard "Dumbledore", and after listening to Moriarty's question, he looked at Lucius in a panic.

Before Moriarty arrived, they had envisioned many ways of talking, but the question that Moriarty pointed to was not what they had imagined!

How to answer this?

Fudge stood in embarrassment, and couldn't say "Because I can give the Slytherin family a lot of benefits when I become Minister of Magic, please support me"!

Fudge also has his own little thoughts. There are too many pure-blood families and too greedy. The benefits are never enough. Today he promises Moriarty benefits, and tomorrow he has to promise Malfoy benefits. After a week, he has not yet become a magician. The Minister of the Ministry has been emptied!

Obviously, Fudge has not yet become a hypocritical politician, Moriarty glanced at him, followed the previous question and said: "The reason why I came here is because I hope that Mr. Fudge can bring different things to the magic world. Variety.

Every adjustment of the social structure will bring unprecedented opportunities. Pure-blood families often have a lot of wealth, but whether we admit it or deny it, the pure-blood family as a whole is out of touch with the times! How to seize the opportunity to achieve a series of goals such as wealth appreciation and family expansion is what we family owners should think about. "

The eyes of the major purebloods changed again and again, and they looked at each other and communicated: Moriarty, well-deserved reputation!

Moriarty made it clear that whoever can bring about changes in the magical world, I will choose whoever is the Minister of Magic!

It's very Slytherin!

Although everyone knows that "bringing changes to the magical world" in Moriarty's mouth refers to "providing convenience for pure-blood families", but they will not say it.

We support Fudge as Minister of Magic not because he can make things easier for us, but because he can bring about change in the wizarding world!

Listen, what a resounding slogan, what a legitimate reason!

Many purebloods laughed, and they nodded to Lucius. They were most afraid of Moriarty's appearance of being indifferent. As long as Moriarty has a plan, then Fudge will have something to talk about. .

Naturally, Lucius would not let the atmosphere go cold, he pretended to be angry and shouted: "Dobby? Dobby! Start the banquet! Do you want all my distinguished guests to stand and talk?"

He walked between Moriarty and Fudge, "I heard that Mr. Moriarty taught some Chinese dishes to the house-elves at Hogwarts. Come and taste the Chinese dishes at Malfoy Manor today! I specifically told Dobby educational!

Of course, Mr. Fudge, you can't do without your favourite, snail stew from Provence. "

"You are always so considerate." Fudge nodded in satisfaction, and Mr. Parkinson came over, "Lucius, do you have my favorite pan-fried salmon steak with crab-flavored butter sauce?"

"My old friend, you can always find everything you need at Malfoy Manor. Of course, you too!" Lucius said to the crowd, even if there was his most hated Weasley in the crowd, it didn't prevent him from asking The pureblood guests saluted.

Dobby brought out plates of dishes and fine wine from the kitchen with the house elves, and the banquet began soon. Lucius sat at the main seat, with Moriarty on the right, Fudge on the right, and then all the purebloods Arranged on both sides.

With the food imported and the wine drunk, the atmosphere became lively.

The house elves of the Malfoy family were really good at cooking. After dinner, Moriarty gave an objective evaluation.

Now wizards in twos and threes began to shuttle back and forth in the room, with aristocratic smiles, mingling with others. Lucius, surrounded by a crowd, introduced his companions to Moriarty one by one.

Among them, besides those who were Death Eaters like Lucius, Moriarty also saw a beautiful woman.

She was Madame Zabini, well known in English pure-blood circles.

As of 1989, she had had five husbands, without exception, all five men died, so she left her a large amount of gold Galleons.

Now she was looking at Moriarty affectionately, and wanted to have a drink with Moriarty.

Her son Blaise Zabini was too ashamed to look at her mother, and Draco and others laughed at Blaise Zabini for having an extra baby daddy.

From their words, Soldaya heard their disrespect to Moriarty, his eyes rolled around, and he said a few words to Draco, Pansy, Nott and other children.

At this time, Moriarty got rid of Mrs. Zabini, and Mr. McMillan introduced his companion to Moriarty in due course. This behavior suddenly exposed the fact that the twenty-eight pure-bloods were divided into two teams.

So Moriarty deliberately showed closeness to the McMillan family and the Weasley family.

These families have a lot to do with Dumbledore.

Fudge quickly noticed this, and he expressed his hidden worries to Lucius: "The Pilliwick family finally gave up on Barty Crouch, but the loudest voice is still Headmaster Dumbledore! If Morrie Mr. Arty publicly supports Dumbledore, and I don't think I can run for office—I can't offend the most powerful wizard in Europe and the purest blood in Europe at the same time!"

"Moriarty is thinking of hedging his bets." Lucius took a deep sip of his wine, "He won't support you unless you give him some benefits."

"Then what do you say?" Fudge looked frustrated: "Dumbledore can give him what I can give! What I can't give, Dumbledore can still give!"

Lucius did not speak, he ordered Dobby to remove the cutlery and leftovers, and turned the dining table into a black round table with thirty armchairs.

People realized something, the voice in the room gradually weakened, everyone put away their smiles, and walked to the round table one after another.

"The sacred twenty-eight pure-bloods are a whole. All previous campaigns for the Minister of Magic were born from our hands! Now is no exception. It's time for a new Minister of Magic!" Lucius said energetically. At the party, the leaders have always been the Black family or the Crouch family, or the Selwyn family, and now it is the turn of the Malfoy family.

"Now, I beseech you, send the kids out! They have to be a few years older if they want to attend the meeting." Lucius tapped the floor with his cane, and glanced at Draco who was sitting on the sofa talking , the masters also told their children.

However, the children all looked at Moriarty, and after realizing that Moriarty had no intention of going out, they immediately pulled their faces and were unhappy.

Draco stood up and yelled at Lucius: "Dad? Why can the descendants of Slytherin have a meeting with you, but I can only go out? Obviously he is about the same age as us!"

Pansy was the first to support Draco: "Yeah, if the Slytherins can attend the meeting, so can we!"

The Greengrass sisters, Crabbe, Gore, and Theodore Knott also protested.

Moriarty glanced at these children coldly, Lucius secretly thought something was wrong, Narcissa picked up Draco before Lucius lost his temper, and led him outside, but Draco's feet were messed up. Teng wanted to get rid of her mother.

The children headed by Pansy were still making noise, and the faces of all the purebloods were different. Augusta Longbottom showed a sneer. In comparison, her grandson Neville was still very good.

"Draco Malfoy!" Lucius yelled angrily, "Narcissa, let him go, Dobby! Take him back to his bedroom and don't come out for three days!"

On the other side, he bowed and apologized to Moriarty again, but Moriarty ignored him, looked past Draco and the other seven children, put his eyes on the flushed Blaise Zabini and left for a second, and finally He fixed his gaze on the indifferent Soldaya.

"Use the mentality of Draco Malfoy and others who like to compare children to express their dissatisfaction with me," Moriarty walked towards Soldaya, looking at the boy who was half a head shorter than him, "I am standing in front of you now , tell me, what do you want to do?"

"Soldaya? You? You made this farce?" Old Selwyn walked out of the crowd and looked at his grandson in surprise: "Why did you do this?"

"Why?" Saldaya glared at his grandfather in disgust: "Of course it is to draw a line with you! All of you purebloods are waiting for the descendants of Slytherin, and you probably regard him as the second The Dark Lord?"

"I'm sorry, I'm not like you! The Selwyn family was born noble - don't confuse me with that Death Eater father! The Selwyn family will regain its glory in my hands!"

Saldaya swept across the purebloods contemptuously, and looked directly at Moriarty with eager eyes: "I heard many people say that you are a genius, and my favorite thing to do is to kill geniuses! Pull out your wand , a quarter of an hour! I will give you an unforgettable memory in just a quarter of an hour!"