The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Chapter 171: Forcing the British and French Ministries of Magic to Turn Against Each Other?

After Marcus finished reading, Jericho and the five snakes suppressed their laughter. He stammered as he read a passage of text, as he was unfamiliar with the law.

Moriarty needs a new assistant, preferably a professional announcer.

Fortunately, Marcus's voice wasn't too bad, and after going through so many things with Moriarty, his tone became more confident.

So Moriarty still managed to get all the information from him.

"So, the gold card is the Quidditch Laws and Regulations, the gray card is the International Wizarding Union Secrecy Law, the white card is the Twenty-Five Laws on Association with Muggles, the green card is the Prohibition on Animal Breeding and Experimentation, the blue card is the Muggle Protection Act, the black card is the Ministry of Magic Order, the red card is the Edict on Whipping, the yellow card is the International Prohibition on Duels, the brown card is the Prohibited Trade Items, the purple card is the Wizengamor Charter of Rights, the orange card is the Wand Regulations, and the pink card is the Education Order."

With each law he read aloud, Moriarty recalled the relevant documents in his mind, finally concluding: "There are a total of 12 laws, covering education, sports, daily life, and Muggles."

Muggle.

Moriarty closed his eyes, and Lilith was very likely to stand on the opposite side of the Muggles.

The scene of Moriarty's first meeting with Lilith flashed before his eyes.

On the Hogwarts Express, the girl confidently and expectantly told him about her dream—wizards above all.

After lying low for the past year, the girl, fueled by Lucius's death and the accusations, finally begins to act on her dreams.

There is no doubt that Moriarty will also have new opportunities as the operation begins.

"Let's go to the auditorium." Moriarty put down his work, stood up, and walked towards the dormitory door, with seven small snakes following closely behind him.

Meanwhile, Lilith's speech reached a crucial point. She pointed her wand at twelve cards, causing them to float into the air and hover above the young wizards' heads.

"We conduct legal education activities in the hope that everyone will enhance their legal awareness so that when our wizards are threatened with death or when our Ministry of Magic is subjected to unfounded accusations, we can stand up and use the weapon of law to safeguard the international status and rights that we should enjoy."

Lilith's words, amplified by her "loud voice," carried far and wide, seemingly filling the entire castle.

The young wizards who received the cards from each floor, the Quidditch pitch, and the library rushed over, startling the professors.

Lilith continued: "Do you know why the Ministry of Magic hasn't responded to the accusations made by the French Ministry of Magic?"

Because the current minister will be retiring in just over six months! She doesn't want to tarnish her career—but what exactly constitutes a tarnishment?

Is it about advocating for the country's wizards and enhancing their international influence? Is this a stain on their reputation?

Weakness, incompetence, and causing one's own country's wizards to lose face in front of foreign wizards due to personal reasons are the real stains!

She seemed determined to achieve her goal, revealing the current situation of the Minister of Magic.

The young wizards were in an uproar; politics was a dirty game, and they weren't even players.

Leon clicked his tongue inwardly. If Lilith hadn't come from the Pillivic family, the last thing Minister Bagno did during his tenure would probably have been to approve the Aurors' trial of Lilith on charges of "reaction."

Lilith breathed a slight sigh of relief. Not every child from a powerful or pure-blooded family dares to reveal the truth. It takes immense courage to say those things.

Percy and Gemma walked over to her, giving her a supportive look. Lilith smiled, took a few steps forward, and said in a louder voice than before, "Ladies and gentlemen, I've set up a fun game on the law cards."

Collect 12 different colored cards, wave your wand and recite our slogan to receive a petition.

Percy used his wand to command the colorful cards floating in the air to fly to him, then tapped the cards with his wand and shouted, "Law and justice!"

Twelve sheets of colored cardstock were stacked together, as if folded and pressed by a pair of skillful hands, eventually forming a proposal the size of an A4 sheet of paper.

"For the rights of British wizards, and for the status of the British Ministry of Magic, we urge the young wizards of Hogwarts to send a letter to the Ministry of Magic, calling on the British Ministry of Magic to protest against the French Ministry of Magic!"

Percy finished reading the proposal with a radiant smile, and a chorus of voices erupted from the long table.

"I agree! What right do those Frenchmen have to make baseless accusations? Let's teach them a lesson!"

"Your Excellency is only concerned with protecting yourself. Are there no officials in the Ministry of Magic who aren't afraid of trouble? I don't believe it. We send letters to every official; surely some will take our advice!"

"Send a letter to Mr. Rufus Scrimgeour; he's the Auror's Chief of Staff, a tough, iron-fisted figure!"

"I'll graduate next year, and I'd like to become an Auror. That way, if the Ministry of Magic needs me, I can cast the Unforgivable Curse on that damned Frenchman!"

Five simple sentences set the young wizards on the edge of their seats!

Most of them were in their prime, full of youthful vigor and inevitably prone to arrogance. The last time Moriarty led the Hogwarts pure-blood army to France, they had already tasted the sweetness of privilege.

With Lilith taking the lead this time, many senior students don't mind boarding the Piriwick family's ship to boost their reputation.

The most crucial element is the long-standing feud between England and France, a rivalry that extends into the magical world.

Everyone agreed that von Wee Capet had made a mistake in this matter, but Bagno was weak and incompetent, and the responsibility of restoring the glory of Great Britain suddenly fell on Hogwarts!

A strong sense of mission and participation welled up in everyone's hearts. They collected the colored cards and shouted the slogan "Legal Justice" with fervor.

Gemma stepped forward to complete the final procedure: "Let's sign here. I think future Great Britain will thank these names!"

"Absolutely right," Lilith said with a smile, "Since the British Ministry of Magic doesn't dare to protest, then we'll give them a hand!"

"Oh oh oh~" the little wizards shouted in unison.

Tonks, Leon, Charlie, and the other Hogwarts pure-bloods exchanged a glance—is this helping? It's clearly forcing the British and French Ministries of Magic to turn against each other!

But the young wizards were too enthusiastic, and they couldn't control the situation—several prefects from Gryffindor and Hufflepuff rushed toward the proposal, yelling and shouting as they signed it.

Just then, a phoenix gracefully flew over, circling around Lilith. Her expression changed slightly: "Fox?"

The next moment, Dumbledore's powerful voice rang out.

"Children, please allow me to make a small request of you."

The young wizards looked up, and Lilith felt a sense of foreboding. She saw the white wizard come down the stairs from the first floor and walk quickly to the Great Hall, followed by a large group of professors.

Professor Snape's face was ashen, like a block of ice coated in black paint. His sharp eyes were fixed on Lilith, who pretended not to see him.

Dumbledore walked to the center of the Great Hall, picked up a petition, pulled his glasses down slightly to reveal his blue eyes, and began to read it carefully.

He read with exceptional focus, his thoughts seemingly drifting far away with the words.

Lilith noticed a flicker of emotion in Dumbledore's deep, ocean-like eyes. Half a minute later, Dumbledore smiled. "Very well written, truly, truly! Concise, clear, and to the point. For this proposal, I give—"

He turned and looked at Lilith and the other two. "Add 40 points to Slytherin! Add 20 points to Gryffindor!"

The students turned to look at the gem hourglass representing the four colleges, and a large number of rubies and emeralds fell down.

The hourglass representing Slytherin's house was full, containing a considerable number of gems. Gryffindor also had some rubies, while Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff were at the bottom.

However, not many young wizards care about their house points now; everyone's attention is focused on Dumbledore, wanting to hear the headmaster's opinion.

"Hmm... Now that we've added the points, let's talk about this." Dumbledore gently slapped the proposal on the table, his index finger tapping rhythmically on the paper.

"I have never allowed my students to participate in political activities during school!" Dumbledore's eyes were incredibly sharp. He swept over each member in the white coat, over Percy and Gemma, and finally fixed his gaze on Lilith's face.

A powerful, seemingly unnoticed aura enveloped Lilith, unnoticed by the others. Lilith was both shocked and panicked. She desperately tried to mobilize the magic within her body to contend with Dumbledore.

Dumbledore found it amusing; the last student to do this was Moriarty, and although he succeeded, Lilith was clearly far inferior to him.

"Miss Piliwick, I fully agree with your efforts in bringing legal education activities to everyone, but I also strongly disagree with your initiative—Hogwarts is a school, and I hope you will keep that in mind."

Dumbledore said calmly, his imposing manner vanishing and his kind expression returning. He smiled and said, "Therefore, I have to deduct 60 points from Slytherin and 40 from Gryffindor! Miss Pilliwick, Miss Farley, Mr. Weasley, you must earn back the points you lost as soon as possible."

Although he was smiling, his hands moved quickly. With a gentle wave, hundreds of petitions turned into hundreds of flowers and gradually disappeared.

(End of this chapter)