The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Chapter 242 Moriarty Joins!

Moriarty, of course, wouldn't add fuel to the fire at this time; he claimed it was just a joke to tease the women.

Despite saying that, Moriarty calmly put his clothes back on, wearing exactly seven pieces.

"Seven pieces of clothing..."

The women exchanged glances, which meant that Moriarty was still going to play games.

"There are no bad students with good intentions."

Diana pouted and went to the shopping mall in Hyprosce to buy clothes.

"Teacher, wait for me!"

Tonks, Penelope, and Gemma caught up with them; they didn't have enough clothes and needed to buy a few more.

Hibiscus prepared to return to her room to retrieve her clothes. Before leaving, she waved her clenched fist at Moriarty: "Meeting us, you'll just have to wait to lose!"

Moriarty and Madame Malfoy were left alone in the living room.

"Aren't you going to change your clothes?"

Moriarty asked calmly.

"Too lazy to move."

Mrs. Malfoy found a comfortable spot on the sofa and leaned back lazily. She was a little tired after arguing so fiercely with Diana.

"Tsk, you dare to bring out such a lowly card? Four Kings, we'll take care of you!"

Gemma won three rounds in a row, while Moriarty, Fleur, Madame Malfoy, and Diana each lost a coat and a pair of trousers.

For a moment, the white light was dazzling, and the scene looked quite enchanting.

Mrs. Malfoy was so ashamed that she wanted to disappear when she first exposed herself to a man other than her husband.

Moriarty understood her psychology and deliberately avoided looking at her. Madame Malfoy gradually relaxed and put her legs under the covers.

Unlike the other girls, Diana did not put her legs under the covers; instead, she put them together and laid them across the bed.

Moriarty immediately shifted his gaze upwards, and the women cursed him inwardly for being shameless and what kind of teachers he was.

Diana, feeling the gaze of Moriarty, withdrew her legs and, like the other women, covered herself with the blanket. Moriarty followed suit, slipping a hand under the covers.

A cluster of plum blossom-like crimson blossoms bloomed and spread across her skin.

After a few more rounds, more legs appeared under the blanket, and Moriarty inevitably touched the wrong ones.

On several occasions, Moriarty saw Madame Malfoy glance at him several times.

Time passed slowly, and Moriarty maintained control over the game, using his free time to joke around with the women whenever the game ended.

Finally, as night deepened, the women became so sleepy they could barely keep their eyes open. Their heads lolled to one side, the playing cards in their hands gradually scattered, and one after another, they fell asleep.

Moriarty struggled to his feet from among the arms and legs and carefully covered them with blankets.

I got out of bed and gently closed the door.

(End of this chapter)