The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Chapter 324 Seeking a New Love? (A Long Chapter of 3,000 Words)

Lilith and Jericho both looked at the purple-haired wizard. He wasn't in the magic school before, but now he was the vice-principal.

It can be said that he appeared out of nowhere; this person must have a secret.

The purple-haired wizard seemed to sense the probing gaze, maintaining his composure as he spoke with Dumbledore, yet casually turning his head to glance at Moriarty.

What keen sensory perception!

Moriarty thought to himself, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

The purple-haired man has murders on his hands, and not just ten or eight.

This sensory perception seems to be innate, possessed only by those who have fought their way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Moriarty himself possessed it, but that was due to his past life experiences. However, the purple-haired man—how many people could a wizard kill?

Even Voldemort, only seven people died at his hands.

Conversely, how many people must the purple-haired man have killed to develop an almost instinctive sense of perception?

What is his background?

Moriarty had a hundred thoughts flashing through his mind, but he hid them well. He turned to look at Lilith, and his gaze met Lilith's.

The two naturally exchanged a smile and began to talk in hushed tones, appearing no different from the other students.

Jericho also shifted his gaze, his eyes landing on the girl with twin ponytails among the students at the magic institute.

Seeing nothing amiss, the purple-haired man quickly averted his gaze, pretending nothing had happened, his smile as calm as ever.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, I think we can begin now. It's good to let the students know what they're going to do sooner rather than later."

The purple-haired man's voice was soft, gentle, and very pleasant to listen to, making you want to listen to it again.

Seeing this, Dumbledore pretended to be deep in thought, but in reality he was observing the purple-haired wizard—he had done the same when they first met.

Dumbledore was always confident in his senses; no one's magical fluctuations could escape his perception.

In the auditorium, everyone's magic seemed like a fireball to him, radiating light and heat.

The only difference was size and temperature; the students' fireballs were smaller and not very hot, while the professors' fireballs were like the midday sun, scorching and enormous.

There are a few exceptions among these people.

The first one was the male wizard in front of him; his instincts told him he was no good.

One of them is a Japanese professor named Genya, whose magical powers are chaotic and mottled.

Dumbledore couldn't help but think of the Muggle elements in the play that Nicolas Flamel had recently taken him to see, including the assembled robots.

There were also two unusual girls.

One is Lilith, whose magic possesses a chilling aura that is faintly visible.

The other is Ventura; the magic of a vampire is naturally different from that of a wizard.

However, Dumbledore discovered that the shadow on Ventura's back also possessed a magical power, the reason for which remains unknown to this day.

The last one is Moriarty. His magic is sometimes as hot and powerful as the sun, sometimes as cold, and sometimes as ethereal as the wind.

Dumbledore was quite certain that no one else, except a wizard of his caliber, would be able to sense that Moriarty had used magic.

These are all Hogwarts students; Dumbledore has no reason to doubt his own students.

On the contrary, it was Genya and the purple-haired man who gave Dumbledore a faint feeling of losing control.

Dumbledore smiled inwardly as he carefully examined the purple-haired man.

He seemed eager to start the five-school league; it turned out the Japanese wizard had ulterior motives for traveling across the ocean.

You'd better not try anything with this school or my students!

otherwise……

I cannot guarantee the safety of Japanese sorcerers!

For once, Dumbledore's fighting spirit was ignited. The gathering of the five great magic schools posed a considerable challenge for him.

The scale and danger far exceed those of a three-way competition. As the principal of the organizing committee, I have a responsibility to protect the students' safety and ensure the smooth running of the league.

With a clear conscience, Dumbledore looked up at Professor McGonagall: "Minerva, please invite Headmaster Dawn, Mrs. Maxim, and Headmaster Karkaroff over here."

"No need to trouble Professor McGonagall, we're here."

Mrs. Maxim's voice rang out loudly from the side corridor.

The students all turned their heads, and a tall figure walked over.

The three male headmasters were not short, but next to Mrs. Maxim, they looked like dwarfs.

"We got up very early this morning because we heard that the vice principal of the magic institute had arrived."

Principal Dawn gave the purple-haired man a polite smile, while Karkaroff gave him a scrutinizing look.

Mrs. Maxime strode toward Dumbledore, and the students quickly made way for the four headmasters.

"Shall we begin? I can see the little wizards are already impatient."

"Yes, Professor, we can't wait!"

The Lion of Gryffindor immediately spoke.

The purple-haired man smiled kindly at the lion cubs; Moriarty had been observing him the whole time.

Dumbledore stretched out his hands, palms down, and addressed the students in a loud voice.

"Quiet! My children, keep quiet."

You will get what you want, I promise.

But this must be after we have discussed it!

Just two hours from now? Or maybe less than two hours!

What happened next was no laughing matter, believe me.

The students from the five great magic schools saw the determination and seriousness in Dumbledore's deep blue eyes and instantly fell silent.

Dumbledore nodded in satisfaction and said to the headmasters, "Let's go to my office, Minerva, and call all the professors of Hogwarts, including Hagrid and Filch."

The second half of the sentence was addressed to Professor McGonagall. After watching the principals leave, the students began to whisper among themselves again.

The Weasley twins were shouting that they had made a bet that someone would die at the upcoming event.

But their voices stopped abruptly, and Dumbledore returned.

"Oh, I think I forgot something."

Dumbledore watched the students with a smile.

"Please have our house-elves prepare a big meal as soon as possible. You've gotten up more than two hours earlier than usual, so your bodies need more nutrition."

Loud cheers erupted from the students, and some older students exclaimed to the foreign students, "Look, that's our principal! He's always so considerate!"

"Oh, right," Dumbledore pondered for a moment, then smiled, "I'll have to trouble the male and female chairpersons to help our foreign friends get acquainted as soon as possible."

After he finished speaking, he left, and the foreign students all looked at his departing figure with respect.

The two student chairpersons performed their duties very well. In fact, the students from the four European and American schools got along very well over the past few days.

Only the newly arrived Japanese students remained, and they seemed somewhat wary.

The girl with twin tails noticed Jericho standing next to her and her face lit up with surprise. "It's nice to meet you, Jericho~"

She shook her head excitedly, her two ponytails swaying back and forth.

Jericho grinned, scratching his short hair. "You only just noticed me? I thought you were pretty perceptive."

"Oh, sorry, I was thinking about something else."

The two chatted and laughed, and the Japanese student remembered that Jericho was the one who defeated them, and exclaimed in surprise.

Japanese people like Americans and admire those who are better than them. Jericho met both criteria and was quickly highly praised by Japanese students.

"Looks like I don't need to bring the Japanese anymore. Blanche really knows how to lighten my load."

The female student president was from Ravenclaw, she remarked intriguingly.

Lilith frowned upon hearing this and whispered, "Look, something's going to happen."

Moriarty followed her gaze and saw a large group of Ravenclaws walking towards them, with Penelope and Helena in the middle.

Helena, Jericho's girlfriend, looked dejected and very sad.

The eagles, however, looked like they were there to settle scores with Jericho, and they were quite aggressive.

"Jellicoe!!!"

"Come here, Helena has something to ask you!"

The eaglets are going to stand up for Helena.

"On what grounds?"

"Jellico will be having breakfast with us!"

The Japanese students were outraged and started shouting, with the girl with twin ponytails yelling the loudest.

The two groups argued back and forth, which amused the other students.

Penelope emerged from the crowd and walked over to Moriarty.

"Helena is in a bad state right now; she thinks Jericho abandoned her. Can you persuade Jericho to come over? We all know he listens to you the most."

Penelope pleaded with Moriarty with a pained expression.

My friend's love life is in jeopardy, and a feeling of shared misfortune lingers in my heart.

Moriarty looked at Penelope, unsure how to speak to her.

Jericho is not a fickle person; he does things with purpose and confidence.

His approach to the twin-tailed girl was likely to find out about the changes at the magic institute and the origins of the purple-haired man.

But Moriarty couldn't tell Penelope any of this, much less let Helena know.

Otherwise, it would put Jericho in a dangerous situation.

How should I talk to her about it?

Moriarty took another look at Penelope. Today, the little girl was wearing a loose dress, which revealed her budding figure.

Because she got up too early and was in such a hurry, she didn't put on makeup and looked like a tender morning glory, making people want to protect her.

"Moriarty~"

Penelope felt embarrassed by the stares. Although Moriarty had seen almost everything about her during Hyprose, this time it was in front of a large audience.

Moriarty's gaze was too aggressive.

Lilith raised an eyebrow at the two, wondering how to separate their magnetic gazes, when she saw Zhang Qiu walking over from the parted crowd: "Penelope? Helena isn't in a good mood."

Penelope was worried about her friend, and she and Zhang Qiu left immediately.

Lilith watched Zhang Qiu's retreating figure, narrowing her eyes: Zhang Qiu's level is quite high, an interesting first-grader.

At that moment, a commotion arose in the crowd, and Helena covered her face and ran away.

The eaglets chased after her, and Tonks, Fleur, Gemma, and the other girls also went out to comfort Helena. They usually ate at the Slytherin long table and had formed a deep friendship.

The Japanese shamans erupted in cheers, as if they had won a battle.

The upperclassmen of Ravenclaw glared at them, and the other three houses were also somewhat displeased. What was this? Taking over the reins?

Students from the other three schools were gossiping about the Japanese students, saying how could guests from afar drive their hosts away in such a disrespectful manner.

Many people, however, turned their attention to Jericho, as if to say, "Look, it's this heartless man who led outsiders to drive Ravenclaw away!"

The girl with twin tails smugly grabbed Jericho's arm and pulled him to sit down at the Slytherin table, waiting for the house-elves to bring them their food.

Keith and Ralpo asked in surprise, "Jellicoe, you even told her you're a Slytherin?"

The girl with twin tails snorted. "Jellicoe already told me! He even invited me to visit the Blanche family!"

Jericho nodded calmly.

Gasps filled the auditorium as news spread that Jericho had dumped Helena and had found a new love.

"Sir, aren't we going to do anything about it?"

Seeing more and more Japanese students sitting at the Slytherin table, Marcus came over to ask Moriarty a question.

If Moriarty disagrees with even one of them, he'll tell them to get off the Slytherin table!

Moriarty observed Jericho discreetly for a long time, and when he talked to the twin-tailed girl, Jericho's eyes were full of smiles.

Others saw Jericho's new love, but Moriarty saw the coldness and scheming hidden deep in Jericho's eyes.

A long chapter of 3500 words! Have a great weekend, everyone!

(End of this chapter)