The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Chapter 229 Confrontation with Tom (Please subscribe at the beginning of the month)

Moriarty left Mrs. Malfoy, who was lost in thought, and took a few steps into the bedroom, coming to stand in front of Tom.

"Let me introduce myself. I am Moriarty Slytherin, from fifty years in the future."

"Slytherin?" Tom chuckled, calmly got off the bed, stood up, and walked towards Moriarty.

"I don't know who you are, but I know for sure that you are a liar."

There are no other descendants of the Slytherin family besides me!

I am the heir to Slytherin, and you? A little beggar who came from who-knows-where?

Don't think that just because you're wearing a proper, luxurious robe and accompanied by a pure-blood woman, you can impersonate a Slytherin.

Was the robe stolen?

Perhaps you're not only a liar, but also a thief.

Tom launched a fierce verbal offensive right from the start, using sharp words to force his opponent to submit to him—a tactic Tom often employed when dealing with potential threats.

That's right, Tom has already identified Moriarty as a potential threat, and he will eliminate Moriarty.

Remove it immediately if necessary!

But before getting rid of Moriarty, Tom needs to make this gray-haired boy admit that he is the only descendant of Slytherin.

Tom spent five years at Slytherin House, deeply influenced by Slytherin culture. His tone was sarcastic, his words biting, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

"The blood of the great Salazar Slytherin cannot be tainted; you must pay the price—the Crucifixion!"

A beam of red light appeared out of nowhere, like a scorching line of fire, shooting towards Moriarty!

One second ago, Tom was still talking to Moriarty.

The next second, the Cruciatus Curse, one of the three unforgivable curses, flew over.

This gave Mrs. Malfoy a profound and thorough understanding of Voldemort in his youth.

Cruel, shameless, vicious.

But she remained expressionless and her mind was completely unmoved.

He glanced briefly at Moriarty in front of him.

Even when facing the vicious Voldemort himself, the man standing in front of her would not show the slightest fear; he was the most indestructible figure in the world!

Based on Madame Malfoy's understanding of Moriarty, she knew that Moriarty, who valued lineage, would not allow anyone to insult him.

Voldemort was no exception, nor was anyone else.

As expected, Moriarty seemed to have been prepared.

The magic of the water element was released, frost condensed, and the Cruciatus Curse was frozen in mid-air in one swift motion.

"The Crucifixion spell cast without a wand—is this your little gift to me? But Uncle doesn't like it. I'll teach you a lesson."

Moriarty spoke like an uncle admonishing his rebellious nephew, his tone both teasing and warning.

Mrs. Malfoy found it amusing and chuckled softly. Tom's face turned green, a crimson light flashed in his eyes, and a powerful surge of magic erupted from him.

Another red light flew out from Tom, fast and swift, this time targeting Mrs. Malfoy!

Those who mock Lord Voldemort must die!

Mrs. Malfoy turned pale, her legs felt like they were nailed to the floor, and she couldn't take a step.

This level of murderous intent...

Could it really be from a fifth-year student at Hogwarts?

Lady Malfoy now knows why her sister Bella is so devoted to Voldemort.

Suddenly, Moriarty's voice rang in her ear, "Are you looking down on Voldemort?"

Lady Malfoy came to her senses and found that the Cruciatus Curse had disappeared, and Moriarty was standing in front of her, surrounded by frost.

Madame Malfoy returned Moriarty's question with a bright smile: "Could you repeat the question again?"

"Tsk." Moriarty glanced at Tom's ashen face and deliberately raised his voice.

"This Crucifixion uses the techniques of wandless and silent casting."

"You didn't dodge or evade Voldemort's attack; aren't you showing contempt for Voldemort?"

Mrs. Malfoy thought about it and realized that was the case.

To remain indifferent to Voldemort's attacks would be the greatest insult to Voldemort.

"If I were alone, I would never stand still, but now that you're here, I know you won't let your little nephew kill someone."

Mrs. Malfoy was a clever Slytherin.

She knew that if she said Moriarty protected him, it would most likely offend Moriarty.

But if we say Moriarty protected her to spite Tom, then there's no problem.

Moriarty nodded in satisfaction; Madame Malfoy's use of "little nephew" pleased him.

Tom stared gloomily at Moriarty and Madame Malfoy, silently cursing them in his mind: "In cahoots, adulterers..."

But he could only curse in his heart; he dared not lay a hand on it again.

The Cruciatus Curse, cast using silent and wandless techniques, is his most lethal spell to date.

Tom used to hide this as a trump card, but now that trump card doesn't work, Tom is truly at a loss.

Tom does know the Killing Curse, but unfortunately, he lacks sufficient soul power, life force, and mental strength, so he can't use it.

No, there's one last trick up your sleeve.

Basilisk!

Tom's eyes lit up. He had subdued the basilisk, and if he could lure Moriarty into the secret chamber, the basilisk would have an extra meal.

The question is, how do you deceive them?

Based on the information we have so far, he is not an easily fooled idiot...

Tom muttered to himself.

"No need to think of any tricks to lure me into the secret room!"

Moriarty's clear voice interrupted Tom's deep thoughts.

"If you are referring to the basilisk left by your ancestor Salazar, I hope you will address her by her name properly."

She has a name—her name is Shiva.

I've already sent her back to Slytherin Castle. By the way, she's not scary at all; she's quite gentle.

Tom was dumbfounded.

It feels like buying a brand new car and not even having a chance to drive it before being told it's already a used car.

He went to great lengths to find the secret chamber and spent several months communicating with the basilisk and building a good relationship with it. Several times he was almost swallowed whole by the hungry basilisk, and he was in grave danger.

Fortunately, the basilisk could not disobey the parrot's orders, which allowed Tom to control it.

However, the basilisk never told Tom her name, and it wasn't until today that Tom learned the basilisk had a name!

Anger surged into Tom's mind, his brow twitched violently, and his heart was in turmoil—this feeling of being manipulated at every turn was extremely unpleasant!

Even worse, Tom discovered that Moriarty had seen through his thoughts.

"Capturing thoughts and ideas."

Tom pronounced the name of the magic Moriarty used, word by word, while simultaneously activating Occlumency.

Moriarty clearly saw Tom's eyes become vacant.

"It's too late for you to realize I can use Legilimency now," Moriarty criticized. "If you're still arrogant on the battlefield, then you've already been controlled by me and are doing some strange things."

"Strange behavior?"

A soft murmur came from beside Moriarty, who glanced at Madame Malfoy and met her incredulous gaze.

"So you learned mind control to manipulate others into doing strange things."

Mrs. Malfoy quickly averted her gaze, subtly shifting her feet to create a small distance between herself and Moriarty.

hey hey...

Moriarty genuinely felt that Madame Malfoy had a wolfish, lustful nature; how hungry and thirsty must she be to think the worst of things!

"Damn it!"

Tom was on the verge of a breakdown; he was yelling and screaming.

"I've had enough of your back-and-forth banter, I've had enough of you flirting in front of me while simultaneously teasing me!"

A pure-blooded woman who is blind to talent?

You chose to team up with this conman to trick me—try this, and go to hell!

"Boom!!!"

The Slytherin dormitory shook violently, like an earthquake, and Mrs. Malfoy had to hold on tightly to Moriarty to keep her balance.

A layer of frost clung to Moriarty's feet, gripping the ground like a suction cup, sealing it tightly.

The image of Tom across from me flickered, like the fluctuating picture on a television with a poor signal.

A wisp of soul power overflowed, and in the blink of an eye, Tom transformed into a giant black snake, its mouth wide open, lunging at Moriarty.

Moriarty saw a trace of shapeshifting in the serpent, but Tom was the first fragment of the soul—essentially a piece of soul.

In other words, this giant serpent was transformed from a soul.

"Moriarty, he's going to devour us! You have to think of something!"

Tom was right there, but Moriarty seemed lost in thought. Mrs. Malfoy was frantic. She saw Moriarty raise his head, but it was too late!

The Slytherin bedroom disappeared, and the snake's mouth grew to the size of a bed, swallowing Lady Malfoy and Moriarty whole.

Mrs. Malfoy's vision went black, and she fainted.

I had some social engagements at the beginning of the month, so the update is a little late. The next update will be late at night. Life is tough, so let's keep going! I'm asking for a reward; the day my novel takes off, I won't have to go through those social engagements anymore.

(End of this chapter)