The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Chapter 235 The Queen's Quotes (Please subscribe at the beginning of the month)

Mrs. Malfoy was extremely tired today, her whole body radiating exhaustion.

Not only was I woken up by my son in the morning, but I also had a crazy dream with Moriarty all night.

So much so that now when I close my eyes, all I can think of are images that make me blush.

In the morning, I led the Hogwarts teachers and students to Hyprose in a flurry of activity.

Before he could even drink some water, Draco and the other kids dragged him to the beach.

After settling the children in, it was almost 11 o'clock.

Mrs. Malfoy finally had some free time and came to the hotel to have dinner with Moriarty.

The thought of having lunch with Moriarty instantly dispelled Mrs. Malfoy's fatigue, and her heavy steps became lighter.

As she walked through the room, Mrs. Malfoy began to think about what dishes to order for lunch.

Tomorrow is the final, Moriarty can't afford to lack nutrition; he needs to replenish his energy, protein, vitamins...

Not one can be missing.

However, what Madame Malfoy didn't know was that a storm was brewing in Moriarty's luxurious suite.

In order of entry into the room: Fleur, Diana, Tonks, Penelope, Gemma, Lilith.

If you put the six girls in any school or any class, they would be the most eye-catching people.

At this very moment, they are all gathered in Moriarty's room.

Some of them expressed their love to Moriarty.

Someone had a relationship with Moriarty.

Someone chased him from France all the way to Canada.

Someone sent Moriarty chicken soup and pigeon soup under the guise of concern.

Regardless of their reasons, the six women's target was Moriarty.

Gathered together now, they discovered that others shared remarkably similar thoughts, and for a moment they felt a little embarrassed.

Tonks and Fleur sat at opposite ends of the sofa, each facing one side, ignoring the other.

Penelope sat down next to Gemma on the sofa to the right, glancing at Tonks and then at Fleur, her eyes slightly uneasy.

Diana sat on the single sofa on the left, arms crossed, looking like she was watching a good show.

Opposite Diana, Lilith leaned back in a leather chair, crossed her legs, rested her hands on the armrests, and remained expressionless.

On the coffee table were two open thermos containers and a cup of some strange food containing a blue liquid.

A fragrant aroma wafted from the thermos and filled the room, but the women ignored the delicious soup.

Before Lilith arrived, the atmosphere between them was just a little awkward, but the presence of the soup eased the tension.

But Lilith's appearance suddenly made the atmosphere tense.

"Magic food" is a term that belongs to Moriarty and Lilith, and this meme is widely used in Slytherin House.

Lily walked into Moriarty's room carrying a strange drink.

The girls knew without even thinking what Lilith was up to.

Even after arriving in Canada, Lilith is still thinking about monopolizing Moriarty!

unacceptable!

The three women, Tonks, glared at Lilith with a shared sense of righteous indignation.

Even Furong noticed something about it.

The clever Hibiscus glanced at the magical food; no human would drink something like that.

The fact that Lilith delivered Moriarty to the room could only be considered more symbolic than practical.

A delicious soup can represent care, but the story behind a magical food remains unknown to anyone.

She was a student of Beauxbatons, but her opponents were all students of Hogwarts; she had no allies.

Aside from Diana clearly enjoying the show, Tonks has already quickly won over Penelope and Gemma.

It seems that Furong only has two choices.

1. Team up with Lilith to kick the three Tonks girls out of the game!

Second: Join Tonks' small team and kick Lilith out first.

Proud as a lotus, she never makes choices.

She glanced indifferently at the coffee table, then shook her head with a smile.

"Seeing the gifts you gave Moriarty, I suspect Hogwarts is a training ground for British chefs."

Hibiscus's small, white nostrils twitched as she sniffed the fragrance in the air.

"The chicken and pigeon soup were quite good, but—"

She pointed at the wine glass with disgust and said, "What is this thing? You call it magic food?"

Fleur glanced at Lilith with a laugh: "I suspect you're trying to murder Moriarty—my sister's homemade drinks smell better than this stuff."

Upon hearing Fleur openly mock Lilith, the three women, Tonks, exchanged glances in unison.

Furong had ulterior motives.

While satirizing Lilith, the film subtly mocks the three of them, calling them cooks who only know how to make soup and cook rice!

Tonks swiftly turned his hair black and was about to enter battle mode when he heard Lilith's cold voice.

"Canada's most famous wine is undoubtedly Canadian ice wine."

This type of wine, made from grapes that have naturally frozen on the vine at temperatures below -8°C, tastes even better after being chilled.

As Lilith spoke, she flicked her wrist, and the wand appeared in her hand. She then tapped the inside of the wine glass with the wand.

"Freezing Spell".

The blue liquid inside quickly froze, releasing an aroma of alcohol mixed with a faint sweetness.

Penelope's eyes widened: "It really does smell like alcohol!"

"So, this time the magical food isn't the usual meat and drink combo; I've changed the recipe."

Lilith smiled, ignoring Fleur's slightly changed expression with the air of a victor, and looked at Moriarty standing behind the group of women.

"Would you like some?"

Moriarty didn't know whether to agree or refuse.

Accepting a gift from any girl at this time would only add fuel to the fire.

He didn't even drink the soup.

Seeing his expression, Lilith simply shook her head.

"Never mind, I wasn't expecting you to drink anyway."

She tapped the glass with her wand again, and the iced wine melted.

Lilith picked up her wine glass, looked down at it, and saw her dark eyes reflected in it.

Who but herself could see the sorrow hidden in her eyes?

Lilith didn't want to tell Moriarty that she had specifically learned bartending after returning from Sanposaran in Greece.

Just so that when traveling with Moriarty, I can mix him a glass of local liquor.

Today's magical food is also a mixed ice wine made by Lilith, which is why it has a slightly sweet taste.

Lilith had wanted to celebrate Moriarty's victory ahead of time.

Now it seems that even clinking glasses with Moriarty is a pipe dream.

A flicker of sadness crossed Lilith's face, but she quickly rallied.

The Queen has no need to grieve.

She picked up her wine glass and, amidst the gasps of the other women, tilted her head back and gulped it down!

"Lilith...!" Tonks looked anxiously at Moriarty.

Penelope and Gemma also stood up.

In Diana's mind, Lilith's threat level rose sharply.

Furong's body trembled slightly; she admitted that she had lost by half a point.

Seeing that Lilith was about to finish the drink in one gulp, Moriarty grabbed Lilith's wrist.

"Leave the rest of the wine for me."

Lilith slowly put down her wine glass and narrowed her eyes as she looked at Moriarty.

At this point, there was still more than half a glass of ice wine left.

Moriarty took the glass and gently swirled it, the ice wine swirling inside.

"He's starting to resemble the bartender Sheng Bosaran." Moriarty smiled at Lilith, then tilted his head back and downed his drink in one gulp.

Lilith smiled immediately; her efforts had not been in vain.

A smile played on her lips, her eyes shining. "This is the first cup of my magical food you've ever drunk!"

"We can only say that there has been progress, but we shouldn't be complacent."

After finishing his ice wine, Moriarty put down his wine glass and took out seven crystal bowls and a soup spoon from the cupboard.

Now that he had drunk Lilith's magical food, Moriarty couldn't show favoritism.

"Next, try Penelope and Gemma's cooking," Moriarty smiled at them. "Penelope made chicken soup, and Gemma made pigeon soup, right?"

"Uh-huh."

Yes, that's right.

Penelope and Gemma nodded with delight. "Try it quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold."

Moriarty scooped up the soup with a ladle and poured it into seven crystal bowls.

"Come on, everyone, let's drink together."

"Hmm, junior, not bad," Tonks nodded in satisfaction. "You shared the soup your junior made for you. I wasn't wrong, you really are a generous man!"

Tonks took the crystal bowl from Moriarty with a grin.

Actually, she had been craving fresh soup for a long time, but she couldn't bring herself to do it because of Furong.

Fleur arrived at Moriarty's room early in the morning, and after crying and laughing for a while, her emotions were in turmoil, and her stomach started growling.

Moriarty served Fleur a bowl and placed it in front of her, glancing meaningfully at her stomach.

Furong's pretty face turned bright red, and she had no choice but to pick up the crystal bowl to hide her embarrassment.

Penelope thoughtfully helped Moriarty serve soup to the women, and Gemma, though somewhat reluctant, said nothing.

"Professor Diana, please try my cooking."

Penelope respectfully placed a bowl of chicken soup in front of Diana, a sweet smile on her face.

"Ravenclaw's wisdom is indeed not to be underestimated." Diana smiled charmingly, a deep meaning hidden in her eyes.

Perhaps everyone underestimated Penelope; this little girl is quite a formidable character.

When it was Lilith's turn, Penelope offered her a bowl, but she refused. Moriarty offered her a bowl, but she refused that too.

"Don't be stubborn, have some soup to sober up."

Moriarty patted Lilith on the shoulder.

Under the influence of alcohol, Lilith's eyes were glazed over. She grabbed Moriarty's hand and shook it, saying, "I don't want to drink."

The Queen doesn't drink the soup her rival made.

No one could do anything about her.

Just then, there was another knock on the door!

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