The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Chapter 323 People from the Magic Institute (Long Time No See, Family)

Moriarty bid farewell to Ms. Narcissa and walked out of the prop shop. He felt that Narcissa was staring at him the whole time, and that the flesh on his back was being roasted by her burning gaze.

"A witch as fierce as a wolf, tsk tsk, terrifying indeed."

Moriarty muttered something to himself and strolled through the village.

There were little wizards everywhere on the road, and a large group of foreign students were clamoring to visit the nearby Screaming Shack. The male and female student leaders agreed, but seeing the excited expressions on the foreigners' faces, they quickly added that they could only look at them from afar.

Upon hearing the screaming shack, Moriarty smiled knowingly.

For years, the villagers thought the house was haunted because of the screams coming from inside, but in fact, it was the sound made by Remus Lupin after he turned into a werewolf.

"teacher!"

A fifth-year student from Hogwarts approached and nodded respectfully to Moriarty: "Miss Delacour and the others are waiting for you at the Three Broomsticks."

I knew it!

Moriarty, with an expression that said, "Just as I expected," said goodbye to the classmate named Smur and walked towards the Three Brooms Bar.

It all stemmed from the story Moriarty told; the young wizards were clearly fascinated by the war between fairies and wizards.

Moriarty noticed that Smoore used "they" instead of "them," indicating that Fleur was with Tonks and the other girls.

I just don't know if Lilith is with them too.

From what I understand, Lilith doesn't seem to like Hibiscus.

But when you walk into the Three Brooms Bar, you see a group of girls occupying most of the space. They have arranged wooden chairs in a row, and more than thirty girls are sitting side by side, holding large mugs of draft beer in their hands.

Girls from Britain, America, France... almost half of Europe have gathered here.

Lilith and Fleur were among them, and Tonks was urging the girls to drink.

"Cheers, sisters!"

"Cheers~"

"Cheers~"

The girls excitedly raised their butterbeers and chugged them down.

Although the butterbeer wasn't very strong, the girls still blushed, their cheeks looking like two red flowers blooming.

Some of the bright yellow beer dripped down the corners of her mouth and slid down her snow-white neck.

Moriarty borrowed a magic camera and took a series of photos.

The people in the bar may not be able to gather here again in the years to come, but the joy of today will take root in everyone's memory.

A strange emotion suddenly rose in his heart; Moriarty knew it was called youth.

With a smile on his face, Moriarty's gaze swept over Lilith, Penelope, Tonks, Fleur, Gemma, Cho Chang, and the other girls.

"The most beautiful scenery I've ever seen is the smiles on your faces."

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Weekends always go by so fast, it's Monday at six o'clock.

While Moriarty was still asleep in his private master bedroom, there was a loud banging on the door.

"Sir? Sir!"

"Are you inside? Get up quickly, the wizards from the magic institute are here!"

Jericho was as excited as if he had discovered a new continent.

Moriarty's eyes snapped open, abandoning his urge to punch Jericho for disturbing his sweet dream. The magic institute had arrived—this was a big deal!

Moriarty got ready, but then felt a small head appear on his chest. Looking down, he saw it was little Vandro.

Violet!

At this moment, Violet lay face down on his chest, her petite body curled up in a ball, pressed tightly against his skin.

She was sleeping soundly, drooling, and the air was filled with a sweet fragrance.

Moriarty glanced at it a few times before realizing that the source of the fragrance was actually Violet's... saliva.

Perhaps the saliva of vampires is different from that of ordinary vampires.

After much thought, Moriarty could only come up with this reasonable explanation.

Just as he was about to push Violet away, Violet let out a kitten-like meow.

"Hmm, again?"

"Let's go tonight, I need to sleep in this morning~"

Violet turned her head to the other side, which conveniently suppressed the drool. She stuck out her tongue and skillfully licked it clean.

What is she saying!

What is she doing now?!

Do you know how irresistible this look is?!

Moriarty's eyes seemed to be blazing with fire.

Then Violet realized something, looked up, her eyes wide open, and stared at Moriarty.

Her adorable appearance, innocent eyes, and alluring lips...

It made Moriarty look like he had been given a multiplication spell.

"Oh dear." Violet frowned.

"Sir! Hurry, they're coming into the hall!"

Jericho's shouts came from outside the door.

Moriarty's expression changed, and he became full of righteous indignation.

We've arrived at the magic shop; business is more important.

"I'm coming right away."

Moriarty stood up, and his clothes and robes automatically came on.

Violet snorted to herself, her eyes gleaming with a seductive light.

Jericho's appearance couldn't have been more ill-timed.

It's rare that he's reacted; who knows when the next time will be!

Yes, Violet remained conscious throughout.

Violet was very unhappy yesterday when Moriarty went to a bar with the girls.

So from last night until just now, Violet has been in control of the game.

As Violet watched Moriarty's departing figure, the gleam in her eyes shone even brighter.

"Stay by my side and don't go anywhere, it's that simple."

After all, I'm now hopelessly in love with you.

If there's anything that forces us to separate...

"Then let it go to hell."

Moriarty, of course, was unaware of this. He had already opened the bedroom door, walked out with a cold expression, and closed the door behind him.

Violet rolled around on the bed, inhaling Moriarty's lingering scent, and continued to sleep sweetly.

On the other side, Jericho launched into a long explanation as soon as he saw Moriarty: "Due to the time difference, the magic arrived in England at five in the morning."

The International Affairs Department was extremely busy, from the director to the ordinary staff, searching everywhere for Minister Fouché but to no avail.

And guess what happened in the end?

Minister Fudge was found at Umbridge's house!

Remember Umbridge? You know, the toad, the pink one.

If it weren't for the arrival of the magic institute, I dare say the Daily Prophet would have made a huge fuss about it.

What's a married man doing at Umbridge's house at 5 a.m.? Haha!

Hmm, so it seems things have already started between the two of them.

Moriarty ate some melon as he walked briskly toward the auditorium.

Upon entering the hall, one sees it surrounded by young wizards, who quickly make way for Moriarty.

Moriarty walked effortlessly to the back of the crowd and saw more than fifty Japanese students whose faces were too obvious to be mistaken for his own.

The wizard robes were even more noticeable; more than twenty were bright red, more than twenty were gold, and the rest were pink robes.

The students at the Magic Institute are comparable to, or even stronger than, sixth or seventh-year students at Hogwarts, because they have red wizards.

"Moriarty, look—"

Lilith appeared beside Moriarty at some point and quietly pointed in a direction.

Moriarty looked over and saw a middle-aged wizard talking to a Ministry of Magic official in fluent English.

It is Yuangu.

That man who also uses elemental magic and is determined to overthrow shikigami magic.

Moriarty and Lilith exchanged a glance, and then the identities of those red-robed wizards became clear: they were supporters of the Source Valley, and they could also use elemental magic.

In just half a month, Yuan Valley has undergone a great change.

The confidence radiating from his face and the arrogance in his eyes made him seem like a completely different person.

"Sir, look at that person."

Jericho then spoke to Moriarty, while gesturing towards a man next to Dumbledore.

Moriarty looked over and saw a tall man talking to Old Deng.

The person was at least 1.8 meters tall, with long purple hair and two strands of hair hanging down to his shoulders.

With a kind face and an elegant smile, he seemed never to get angry.

He was wearing a white suit, and his sharp trousers accentuated his long legs, making him look like a prince straight out of a fairy tale.

Some of the young girls let out sounds of praise.

"This person is the professor leading the group from the Magic Institute, who is said to be the vice principal of the Magic Institute."

Jericho quietly told Moriarty the information he had gathered.

"Vice Principal?"

Lilith was slightly surprised and looked at Moriarty: "We went to the magic institute, but we didn't see the purple-haired vice-principal before?"

"Because back then, the magic academy didn't have a vice principal at all! There were only two board members and a principal."

A cold glint flashed in Moriarty's eyes, and he said decisively, "The magic realm has changed!"

(End of this chapter)