The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Chapter 231 All the Women Gather (Please Subscribe at the Beginning of the Month)

In her dream, Mrs. Malfoy seemed to have returned to her teenage years.

She was Narcissa Black, who met Moriarty and began a new chapter in her life.

There is no Voldemort.

There was no anxiety or apprehension.

Lucius is not there.

She did not have the title of noblewoman.

Only beauty and happiness.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Mom? I'm going to break in! I'm so worried about you!"

Draco's repeated, urgent knocking woke Narcissa from her dream.

"Go wait outside, I'll be right out."

In less than three minutes, Narcissa was dressed in a dark blue long dress with a large white shawl and scarf, a black trench coat that reached her calves, and a pair of pure leather mid-calf boots.

With a "click," the door opened, and she transformed back into the elegant and dignified Mrs. Malfoy.

Mrs. Malfoy entered the hall and addressed the children who were chatting on the sofa:

"Draco? Are all your friends here?"

"We can't wait!"

Draco, Pansy Parkinson, Theodore Nott, Blaise Zabini, and Daphne Greengrass, five little children, cheered with joy.

Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Gore also stood up, their mouths stuffed with snacks, unable to speak.

Draco held the Nimbus 1990S in his arms, a gift from Moriarty, which he cherished dearly.

"Mom? Can we go now?"

Mrs. Malfoy smiled and nodded. "Let's go."

"Yay!"

Soon, a carriage flew from Malfoy Manor to Hogwarts, where Professor Dumbledore and his ever-shining fan club had been waiting for some time.

Mrs. Malfoy spent a fortune to purchase a key to Hypnos from the Ministry of Magic; it was a jewelry box.

She had everyone hold hands and line up in a row, with the lead wizard responsible for holding the door key.

Rupert Hagrid volunteered to take on this responsibility.

Remembering how Moriarty had tricked Tom Riddle, Mrs. Malfoy couldn't help but smile when she saw Hagrid, and she agreed to Hagrid's request.

The seven little radish heads stuck out their tongues as they looked at the long line that had formed on the lawn.

"There must be at least three hundred people—that fan club," Zabini said enviously.

"It's the Eternal Shine Fan Club!" Draco said proudly, as if the fan club belonged to him. "Look at the girl leading them, her name is Lilith Pilivik, she's been to my house!"

"She looks cold."

Zabini, like his mother, lost interest after realizing that Lilith ignored him.

In fact, Lilith was maintaining order.

Quieting the female fans was no easy task; it took Lilith and Gemma a lot of effort to succeed.

"Sigh, if only Senior Tonks were here." Gemma sighed wearily.

Lilith smiled calmly: "Senior Tonks should be with Moriarty right now."

It's no secret that Tonks spends Christmas at Slytherin Castle; everyone at Hogwarts knows it.

The young wizards were all thinking that perhaps next school year they would witness Tonks sitting at the Slytherin table.

Lilith was already used to Moriarty always being surrounded by beautiful women.

All she wants now is to see Moriarty as soon as possible.

"Get in line quickly, the key is about to open!" Lilith used a "loud voice" on herself and shouted to the back of the line.

Zabini shrank back in fright: "See, I wasn't wrong. I think she'll grow up to be like Professor McGonagall."

The little girls nodded in agreement, while Draco seemed unimpressed. Pansy immediately gave him an admiring look, "Draco, you're amazing!"

"What do you know?" Draco waved his hand. "Managing students is nothing to Lilith."

Draco would never forget the scene of Lilith arguing with a foreign wizard across the gates of Malfoy Manor.

Mrs. Malfoy also noticed Lilith, but she didn't pay much attention to a student. She asked Dumbledore, "Headmaster, may we depart now?"

"Of course, Mrs. Malfoy." Dumbledore readily agreed, took out a gold pocket watch, looked at it, and smiled with satisfaction: "Ninety-ten in the morning is a good time to set off."

"But I discovered that the number of professors did not match the actual number of people who came." Mrs. Malfoy did not want to cause any trouble, but she also did not want to give others cause for criticism.

"Ah, you don't need to worry about that," Dumbledore explained. "Our two alchemy professors won't be watching the finals; they're too old and prefer quiet."

As for the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor—Professor Randy—he won't be going either. You know, vampires have no interest in Quidditch.

"I am aware of the situations of Professors Nicolas Flamel and Perenel. As for Professor Randy? I'm sorry, I hate vampires."

Mrs. Malfoy was cold and aloof.

"What I'm wondering is, why is the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's name listed on the personnel list I received?"

"On this point, I think Mr. Moriarty will give you a perfect answer."

Dumbledore adjusted his glasses, turned and walked away. The morning light shone on the lenses, reflecting a mischievous glint of anticipation.

Mrs. Malfoy stood there stunned for a while before she finally came to her senses.

The relationship between Diana and Moriarty is not simple...

Moriarty, did he flirt with his teacher?

As a member of the Hogwarts Board of Governors, Mrs. Malfoy did know that Diana was the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, but she left the position for some unknown reason and was inexplicably replaced by Professor Randy.

So... Diana might be on maternity leave!

Hmph, you little pervert!

Mrs. Malfoy shook her head slightly. Dreams are just dreams. The greatest characteristic of a mature woman is that she can see through the difference between dreams and reality and understand the situation clearly.

"Everyone's here, let's set off."

Mrs. Malfoy nodded slightly to Hagrid, who then called out to the professors and students behind him and reached out to grab the jewelry box!

The more than three hundred people suddenly felt a hook behind their navels suddenly hooking forward with irresistible force!

Then their feet left the ground, and they flew up, soaring forward like a gust of wind, unable to see anything in front of them.

When they heard the sound of waves and the occasional cheers, they realized they had arrived.

With a loud thud, people's feet landed heavily on the ground.

"9:10, from Hogwarts! You'll arrive once you cross this hill."

The Canadian wizard in charge of recording things did it strictly by the book.

Another wizard exclaimed in surprise, "Merlin's hair! Are all the students and professors of Hogwarts here?!"

But no one answered him, and everyone excitedly looked around.

Dumbledore sensed tens of thousands of magical forces gathering together, and after confirming the direction of Hypnos, he went over without hesitation.

The professors escorted the students, following Dumbledore, and they headed joyfully toward Hypnos.

News of Hogwarts' arrival quickly spread throughout Hyprose, and wizards from all over the world turned their attention to the group.

They spread the word: "They are classmates and professors who will shine forever!"

Dumbledore's appearance at Hypnos caused a sensation, with wizards who had even heard of him calling out his name.

Lilith watched this scene with amusement. Luckily, Fudge didn't come, otherwise she would have been angry for a long time.

What happened next left the young wizards speechless.

A large group of people emerged from the hotel: Canadian Minister of Magic Helmut, President of the Magical Congress of the United States Paul, Director of the Department of Physical Education and Sports James of the United States, Official President of the Quidditch World Cup Fabre, Director of the Department of Physical Education and Sports of the French Ministry of Magic Apollo...

They excitedly welcomed Dumbledore into the hotel, and they were also very hospitable to Mrs. Malfoy.

To allow Hogwarts students and professors to watch the finals, Mrs. Malfoy generously paid the Canadian Ministry of Magic a sum of Galleons.

Wizards from the Malfoy family had already arranged check-in for the students and professors at Hogwarts.

Lilith led her fan club to the hotel entrance, where she happened to see a tall, sexy blonde beauty walking out of the hotel in high heels.

"Professor Diana?"

The students exclaimed in surprise.

The blonde beauty twitched her two delicate, pointed ears, turned her head to face the students, and waved with a smile: "Hello, girls!"

Is she Diana?

Mrs. Malfoy stood discreetly behind the students, her gaze sweeping over Diana's lower abdomen without leaving a trace.

Yes, it's very flat.

Then she looked at Diana closely. Although she was very beautiful, she was an elf!

However, Diana was clearly very popular with girls.

"Professor Diana, where have you gone?"

"Professor, why don't you continue teaching us?"

"Professor, could you continue teaching me how to attract the attention of the opposite sex?"

"The professor has become even more beautiful."

Lilith shook her head, thinking to herself, what kind of questions are these girls asking?

Penelope did ask a question that was quite unusual.

"Professor Diana, how long have you been in Hyprocy?"

Mrs. Malfoy gave Penelope an approving look. "That's a good question."

A fleeting blush crossed Diana's pretty face: "I came yesterday."

yesterday?

Doesn't this give me a chance to be alone with Moriarty?

Several girls thought of this at the same time.

But Diana, being the Elf Queen, was careful not to leave any loose ends. She casually added, "Many familiar faces came yesterday, including your senior, Tonks, and your classmates, Blanche and Flint."

The girls then nodded.

Lady Malfoy scoffed inwardly. As someone with experience, how could she not see the hint of spring fever in Diana's eyes?

Diana could easily coax a little girl, but to think she could coax this girl? Ridiculous!

She indeed had a very close relationship with Moriarty...

Mrs. Malfoy confirmed her guess.

Just then, a melodious voice came from outside the hotel.

"Dear Hogwarts students, it's been a long time."

I'm begging you, begging you, begging you, family members!

(End of this chapter)