The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Chapter 121 The Slytherin Style!

Lucius's face was paler than usual, and his eyes were blazing with anger. Why couldn't Draco just give him a break?

Moriarty was only three years older than Draco, but Draco wasn't even one-thirtieth the age of Moriarty!

Because of Moriarty, Lucius couldn't lash out. He glared at Draco, already thinking about how to properly discipline him.

"Mr. Moriarty, I'll get you some desserts," Narcissa smiled at Moriarty with a standard polite smile. She said lightly, "I'm sorry, I have to ask Draco to help me because I've prepared too many desserts."

"Please go ahead." Moriarty nodded slightly. He knew that Narcissa wanted to take Draco away from here to prevent Draco from causing any more trouble and getting beaten up.

Narcissa patted Draco on the shoulder and put her arm around the reluctant Draco as they walked down the stairs.

Now only Moriarty and Lucius remained at the golden table. Lucius's expression changed repeatedly. With his keen eye, he naturally saw that the new broom could bring huge profits, and for this reason, a smile returned to his face.

"If the new brooms are released before the Quidditch World Cup, they'll definitely make a fortune."

So, did Mr. Moriarty have any contact with the company that makes flying brooms?

Comet is a long-established company. Although its status has declined in recent years, it is still the official sponsor of several national teams.

For the past decade, Lightwheel has been a partner of the World Cup, and athletes from every national team have purchased Lightwheel's flying brooms.

With the partnership with Light Wheel Company, the new brooms will undoubtedly sell like hotcakes.

I'm very familiar with the boards of directors of both Nimbus and Comet. If you need my help, just let me know.

Lucius pretended to be offering advice to Moriarty, but in reality, he was testing Moriarty. He even generously mentioned that he had acquaintances in both Nimbus and Comet companies.

Moriarty looked at Lucius's hypocritical expression and slowly shook his head: "As I said before, I spent ten years in China and now I'm back in England with no connections and no social relationships."

"Of course they wouldn't know wizards from big companies like Nimbus or Comet."

A gleam of joy flashed in Lucius's eyes. Social relations were his forte. As long as he could lure Moriarty in, he could work with several major companies to deceive Moriarty and earn as many Galleons as he wanted!

While exploiting Moriarty and turning his technology into new brooms, he also pocketed piles of Galleons!

The perfect way to unlock the wealth code is to sell Moriarty out and then have him count the money for me – that's the Slytherin style!

Lucius watched Moriarty without showing any emotion, thinking to himself, "Little Slytherin, let me, your senior Slytherin, teach you a lesson."

You'll never learn this lesson at Hogwarts, so take it to heart!

However, Moriarty changed the subject, "But Lucius, you know, I have too much wealth. I dare say that ten Nimbus companies and a hundred Comet companies combined are not as rich as me."

I have never touched Galleons, and I have no interest in Galleons. The Slytherin family never owes favors, so I usually pay for the items I purchase with emeralds.

There's nothing a gem can't solve; if there is, add another. Keep going until it's solved.

"A problem that can be solved with gems isn't a problem at all, are you talking about Mr. Lucius over there?"

After Moriarty finished speaking, he picked up his teacup, took a sip of black tea, and gave Lucius some time to digest.

Moriarty's words echoed in Lucius's mind: So this is how you flaunt wealth!

There are many ways to flaunt wealth, but I would call Moriarty's way the most powerful!

therefore.

I'll try it at the next purebred gathering!

"You all know that my Malfoy family has a great deal of wealth!"

I dare say that ten Pansy families and ten Greengrass families combined are not as wealthy as the Malfoy family!

I have no interest in Galleons. The Malfoy family never owes favors, so we usually pay for our purchases with emeralds!

Lucius told himself this in his mind and felt refreshed, but when he faced Moriarty, he was like a deflated balloon.

Moriarty had money to pave the way, so his prized social connections became worthless.

Seeing the huge profits from the new broom slipping away from Lucius, he had to admit: "You're absolutely right. I'm glad you see that. Wizards are greedy too, though most wizards won't admit it."

But I'm different. I've always been very honest, especially with my friends.

Lucius looked up at Moriarty, his grey-blue eyes filled with sincerity.

Moriarty was naturally disdainful; the Malfoy family had never been honest.

But the words that came out of his mouth turned into agreement and appreciation: "My dear Lucius, my friend, the loyalty of the Malfoy family has been proven in Slytherin for nearly a thousand years."

Lucius was overjoyed. Since money couldn't sway Moriarty, he decided to play the emotional card, and it seemed that this move had paid off.

"Yes, the Malfoy family has been Slytherins for generations," Lucius continued emotionally. "You've seen my son Draco, and unsurprisingly, he'll be a Slytherin too, and he'll be a Quidditch player, representing the Slytherin team..."

Lucius patiently and skillfully tried to bring the new broom to the Malfoy family.

"I'm really looking forward to Draco's enrollment. If he can get into the team on his own merit, I'll give him a brand new broom."

Moriarty's Slytherin style was like tossing a bone to a puppy. Before throwing the bone, he would always tease the puppy, tantalizing it until it was neither too eager nor too reluctant, and then throw the bone, at which point the puppy would run to it.

Seeing that Moriarty was "sensible," Lucius pressed his advantage.

"I thank you for your generosity on behalf of Draco, but I can't let you suffer a loss—no Malfoy would let his friend give for nothing. Let me think..."

Leave the promotion and publicity of the new brooms to me! I'll let you in on a little secret: the Malfoy family does some business with Muggles—but the Muggles don't know the Malfoy family are wizards.

So you know what? I learned a few tricks from the Muggle world, and when it comes to promoting new products, I know better than most people!

Even when he tried to get involved, Lucius always acted as if he was helping his friend, his expression showing both the seriousness of promoting a new product and the determination to help Moriarty.

The speed at which Lucius's expression changed made Moriarty exclaim, "Master of Face Changing!" He knew that Lucius's mindset had also changed, from the initial "sell Moriarty out and let Moriarty count the money" to "just want a share of the pie."

Especially at times like these, we must not be in a hurry.

Moriarty reassured Lucius, expressing his gratitude for Lucius's (unkind) willingness to help, and then, under Lucius's somewhat anxious gaze, he declined, saying, "I would be more than happy to hand over this business to you, dear Lucius. But have you forgotten that the new brooms are not only mine, but also Nicolas Flamel's!"

As far as I know, Nicolas Flamel seems to be handing over some business to French wizards…”

Moriarty brought in Nicolas Flamel; he was just trying to keep Lucius hanging on.

Lucius believed him, and his voice suddenly rose: "French wizards? Oh Merlin, Mr. Moriarty, you can't let French wizards be richer than us! The French have never stopped coveting England!"

Moriarty nodded slowly: "You have a point, but how can we get Nicolas Flamel to give up this idea? He's not easily persuaded, you know, old people who have lived for hundreds of years are always very stubborn."

Lucius was in a dilemma, thinking about it with worry.

If it weren't for the new broom, he wouldn't have even considered dealing with Nicolas Flamel after being afflicted by the Imperius Curse.

Lucius had considered that the new broom might be fake, but Moriarty's confident, calm, and composed demeanor, coupled with Moriarty's consistent track record of keeping his word, convinced Lucius was absolutely certain.

Lucius couldn't think of a solution; he had never dealt with Nicolas Flamel, so he could only pin his hopes on Moriarty.

(End of this chapter)