The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Chapter 134 Arrival in France, the Frozen Eiffel Tower! (Please help me!)

Dobby, bring thirty-five dragon-skin jackets, trousers, boots, and thirty-five pairs of dragon-skin gloves.

After Moriarty left the drawing room, he smoothly and naturally gave instructions to the Malfoy family's house-elves.

Dobby glanced timidly at Moriarty, then reluctantly ran towards the storeroom.

Dobby just witnessed Narcissa obeying Moriarty in the drawing room. Even the mistress of the house had yielded. What could poor Dobby do?

So when Moriarty emerged from the villa, thirty-five expensive dragon-skin garments floated behind him.

The purebloods knew their stuff; their eyes lit up at the sight of the dragon hide. Leon stroked the cold, smooth hide with obvious delight. "Dragon hide has very high magic resistance. With these, I think this battle is already over!"

Moriarty waved his hand: "Put them on, let's go!"

……

Thirty-five hippogriffs flew through the air, flapping their wings and creating gusts of air; the whooshing sound of the wind passed right by Moriarty's ears.

The sudden danger made Moriarty lean down, close to the eagle's head, and grab the king's neck tightly with both hands.

The Hogwarts pure-bloods followed suit, and the Poker Family showed no impatience, clearly having been well-trained by Marcus.

They flew over valley after valley, town after town, each of them casting Disappearance Charms on themselves and their mounts so they wouldn't have to worry about being discovered by Muggles.

The Poker family, however, was on high alert, having to be wary of Muggle planes while flying at high speed.

"boom--"

Another large passenger plane passed by the group. After the plane and the airflow completely disappeared, Jericho spurred the Ace of Hearts to fly to Moriarty's side.

"With 21 exploration draws..."

"Okay, stop!" Moriarty interrupted the rest of the report and said, "Now begin the lottery."

"Confirm lottery draw? Host has 10 points. You can spend 6.6 points to upgrade your exploration lottery and achievement lottery."

The upgraded lottery now includes everyday items from the 21st century. This system recommends that the host upgrade.

Everyday items in the 21st century?

Will we see military and technological supplies from the 21st century in the future?

Times have changed?

Moriarty, with a "let's give it a try" attitude, chose to upgrade.

"Ding-dong~ It has been detected that the host has spent 6.6 points, with 35800 points remaining."

Now, I'm drawing lots for the host. Good luck!

The system has finished drawing. "Congratulations, host, you have drawn 5 everyday items: a toothbrush for brushing the teeth of an Akhal-Teke horse, a recipe from an outstanding Hufflepuff student from 700 years ago, a silver platter, a withered orange, and the right to choose a top-of-the-line supercar of the 21st century."

Congratulations, host, you have drawn 8 spells: Anti-Illusion Curse, Sleep Curse, Weather Curse - Bitter Wind, Bubble Curse, Confusion Curse, Guts-Pulling Curse, Sandstorm, and Freeze Curse (which can cause a large-scale freeze when combined with Frostbite).

Congratulations, host, you have obtained 5 potions: Tyropotent Potion, White Dictamnus Essence, Felix Felicis (one ounce), Mana Restoration Potion (Basic), and Wolfsbane Potion.

Congratulations, host, you have drawn 3 alchemy items: "Pepe's Ring - Increases strength by 15% (effective for 1 day).

Silver Boots - Increases the wearer's magic and physical resistance by 12% (lasts for 3 days when effective).

God's Sunglasses - currently unusable by the host.

This lottery has ended, and the rewards have been distributed. We wish you, host, a speedy rise to the mastermind behind the scenes!

探索抽奖的奖品包括20个日常用品、10个魔咒、10种魔药、5个鍊金术道具、5种魔法生物。

And this time the prize draw was of very high quality!

With the great battle imminent, Moriarty didn't look closely; he put on the ring and changed into his silver boots.

He then swallowed another ounce of Felix Ferulic in one gulp!

Close your eyes, and slowly but surely, an incredibly exhilarating feeling flows through your entire body, as if there are endless opportunities.

Moriarty had an unprecedented confidence, feeling that he could do anything, everything...

Finding Lucius's killer and solving the mystery of the headless vampire ancestor is a piece of cake...

He smiled, radiating confidence.

"Excellent, absolutely wonderful! Let's go to Paris for dinner!"

"What? Paris?" Jericho said in surprise. He thought Moriarty would choose to have dinner in Marseille and then knock on the door of the Marquis of Judea.

"That's right, Paris!" Moriarty smiled mysteriously. "Foie gras and snails in French cuisine have a unique flavor."

Two hours later, as dusk approached, Moriarty and his party arrived over Paris. They hid the Poker Family in a slaughterhouse and used a Confusion Charm on the owner's family, allowing the Poker Family to feast on the meat.

Moriarty and his entourage walked onto the Champs-Élysées in Paris and entered a restaurant with an old-fashioned exterior.

The restaurant's interior was luxurious and opulent. Moriarty immediately spotted a young man with a handsome face and fair skin, who was smiling as he pulled out a chair for the lady next to him.

"He's a vampire, Leon? Keep an eye on him."

Before the waiter arrived, Moriarty told Leon that Leon, without a staff, had cast an illusion spell and walked toward his target.

However, it was obvious that Moriarty's group was too large, which attracted the attention of other people in the store. A waiter walked up to Moriarty and respectfully inquired about the situation.

Moriarty ordered like a normal customer, while the others seemed a bit reserved. But led by Jericho, they split into five groups and sat down around five tables.

The French value speed, so the dishes are served very quickly.

French snails as an appetizer!

Moriarty and Jericho ate with relish, nodding occasionally, while the others looked on with strange expressions.

An hour later, everyone had almost finished eating, but the man who looked like a vampire was still teasing the woman next to him.

Tonks volunteered to replace Leon, but an accident happened on the way: a guest noticed the moment Tonks' hair changed color!

The guest immediately shouted, and the man looked around warily before finally fixing his gaze on the invisible Tonks!

"Oh no, she's been exposed!" Jericho's face changed. "Sir? We—"

Tonks had indeed been exposed, but Moriarty wasn't worried. "Let's wait and see," he said.

He saw the man's expression change several times before he grabbed the woman's hand without saying a word and ran wildly toward the door.

"Chase!"

"Clap clap—clap clap!"

The sounds of over thirty Apparition Spells rang out, but Moriarty and the others had already vanished.

The man dragged the woman out of the restaurant, and with a "whoosh," the fleshy wings of two blood bats appeared. To the woman's horror, he picked her up and flew into the sky!

Moriarty and his companions appeared outside in phantom form and happened to witness this scene.

"He really is a vampire!"

"He knows some shapeshifting and has a high status among vampires; judging from his appearance, he should be a viscount."

Moriarty gave the order:

"Marcus and Jericho, and I chased after them with the Flight Spell!"

"Leon, you take some men and bring back the Poker Family. Take a longer route and outflank that guy."

More than six months have passed since Moriarty taught them the Flight Charm, and Jericho and Marcus can now recite the incantation fluently: "Liberate the heavens, let the stars call to our bodies and minds, Dimoakka!"

They ascended rapidly with Moriarty, adjusted their posture, and flew like Superman to chase the vampire!

"Obstacles are numerous!"

Moriarty took out Narcissa's wand and aimed it at the vampire flying in front of him.

Hearing the wind, the vampire turned around, opened its mouth, and spat out a cloud of blood mist, which actually dispelled the magic attached to the spell!

Jericho's eyes narrowed. He drew his wand, pointed it at the air below the vampire, and coldly chanted, "Imprison the Void!"

Moriarty felt a magical force rush past him, like a high-speed train crashing through a wall, scattering the air.

The vampire's blood wings instantly tilted to one side, and it wobbled as it fell to the ground!

"Is this the same spell that was used on Keith in first year?" Moriarty asked Jericho.

Jericho nodded happily, delighted to have shown off a little in front of Moriarty, his eyes gleaming with pride: "It's a family-inherited dark magic. Invented by our ancestors to deal with flying wizards, but the target isn't the wizard, but the air beneath them!"

No matter who he is, without the support of air, he'll definitely fall! Even vampires die from a fall from that height!

"Whoosh—whoosh..."

The sound of flapping wings came, and the vampire flew up again, rushing forward at high speed. Jericho was dumbfounded.

But Moriarty noticed the vampire's ugly expression, and his scarlet tongue licked the neck of the woman in his arms, causing her to struggle.

"He wants to drink blood! Follow him!"

"Sir, that's the Eiffel Tower ahead!" Marcus reminded him.

"Chase him!" Moriarty's tone left no room for doubt. The vampire had fallen from a great height unharmed; he must have paid a price for wanting to drink blood. The Eiffel Tower ahead was the closest place to land.

"Let me cast a few more spells!" Jericho charged out!

The vampire learned his lesson and, even after taking countermeasures, adjusted his flight path, flying along the edge of the Eiffel Tower, sometimes up and sometimes down.

Jericho shrugged, at a loss. "Our ancestors said this spell can't be used on broomstick-riding wizards! I thought it was because our ancestors were virtuous, but it turns out the spell's flaws are too obvious!"

"Sir! We're here!" Leon's loud voice rang out as he led his team flying in from the other side of the sky.

The Poker Family shouted in unison, startling the vampire into changing his flight path. But he saw dozens of winged creatures with harpy heads and horse bodies surrounding him from all directions, leaving him nowhere to retreat!

The vampire glanced helplessly at the woman in his arms, then burrowed into the iron tower, buzzing around like a fly.

"Immediately imprison them!"

"Immediately imprison them!"

"Obstacles are numerous!"

He collapsed to the ground, completely unconscious!

The purebloods unleashed a barrage of spells, which the vampire skillfully dodged, but his speed gradually decreased.

"Sir, at this rate, he'll be captured alive sooner or later!" Leon flew to Moriarty's side.

"Too slow," Moriarty slowly shook his head. They had plenty of time, but the French Ministry of Magic wouldn't wait for them. "You cast spells outside the Eiffel Tower to force the vampire to keep circling, and I'll catch him."

After giving the order, Moriarty flew to the top of the Eiffel Tower, raised his cedarwood wand high in his right hand, and shouted, "Freeze Charm!"

He placed his left hand on top and shouted in a deep voice, "Touch of Frost Wrath!"

The chill surged into the cedarwood wand like a bolt of lightning, combining with Moriarty's own water elemental magic and being released through his right hand.

Layers of ice spread down from the top of the iron tower, and the vampire hurriedly flew to the bottom of the tower.

But he was defeated by his speed, which he was so proud of—when he flew to the middle of the iron tower, a wisp of cold air clung to the tip of his wing. The cold air immediately invaded the vampire's flesh like a bone-deep infection, freezing him inside the iron tower.

I'm begging you all this weekend! Please, my benefactors, let me have a good meal this weekend so I can work hard on my writing, hehe~

(End of this chapter)