The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Chapter 411 Goodbye Mrs. Malfoy

"Snapped!"

Apparition successful.

In Diagon Alley, Moriarty and Neville, along with a black dog, appeared in a secluded corner.

Sirius Black turned back into a human and excitedly looked around, "I haven't been here for eleven years."

Then he asked Moriarty, "What are we doing in Diagon Alley? Is that wretched rat here?"

Moriarty knew that the despicable rat Sirius was referring to was Peter Pettigrew.

But Moriarty only came to Diagon Alley to bring Neville back.

Neville knew Moriarty's intention, and he walked toward the place where he had lost his Uncle Algier, not forgetting to wave goodbye to Moriarty.

A few minutes later, after witnessing Neville find his unreliable Uncle Algiers, Moriarty left with Sirius.

"Can you take me to find Little Pettigrew now? Or you can tell me where he is, and I can go by myself."

Sirius pleaded.

"Please, have mercy? Let me go."

"By Merlin, where are you going this time?"

Before Sirius could finish speaking, Moriarty took him on another Apparition.

"Snapped!"

The two then arrived at Place Grimaud.

Sirius Black vomited as soon as he landed; his frail body couldn't withstand two consecutive Apparitions.

Moriarty looked at Sirius lying on the ground and said calmly, "Spending too much time in Azkaban has even affected your intelligence. Didn't you already know Sirius was in Egypt?"

"Are you going to march on to Egypt right now?"

Ask your body: Can you do it?

"Thump!" Sirius slammed his fist on the ground in anger. He was so furious that he didn't even care about the pain from the scraped skin on his hand.

Moriarty shook his head and said with a hint of sarcasm, "Instead of getting angry, you should think about how to deal with Little Pettigrew."

"You don't even have the strength to cast a spell right now. I don't believe you can defeat Little Petrified. You can't even catch up with Little Petrified when he tries to escape."

Sirius closed his eyes in anguish, knowing full well that Moriarty was telling the truth.

"If I were you, I would immediately find a good place to recuperate while waiting for the Weasleys to return from Egypt."

"Whether you seek Dumbledore's help or contact the Order of the Phoenix is up to you."

Sirius Black slowly stood up, nodded forlornly, and said, "You're right, I'll listen to you, sir."

"Very well, then come on, I've chosen a good spot for you." Moriarty led the way towards square number 12. "There will be no danger here."

Sirius followed, but after a few steps, the familiar buildings around him caused Sirius's expression to change drastically.

Looking up, Sirius recognized that this was the ancestral home of his Black family!

"You really had to come here?"

Sirius's dark eyebrows furrowed tightly, his face grim. "I'll go to the Leaky Cauldron and get a room to wait for Weasley."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Moriarty certainly wouldn't let him leave; wasn't the very reason he escaped from Azkaban to get into Black's ancestral home?

"I think it must have been a mistake for me to rescue you."

Moriarty said that on purpose.

"You, an Azkaban criminal, known as the Death Eaters' number two, actually went to the Leaky Cauldron? What were you thinking?"

"Do you think you're not famous enough?"

"I don't know if the Dementors sucked your soul, but they definitely ate your brain!"

Moriarty was like a venomous snake, spewing venom.

Only in this way can Sirius regain his senses.

Sirius's face flushed red. Go to Leaky Cauldron? He had actually made such a basic mistake!

Only by exposing Sirius Black can Sirius regain his innocence and reputation.

Sirius is still a fugitive; he has nowhere else to go.

After realizing the reality, Sirius reluctantly followed Moriarty.

The two walked toward Blake's ancestral home, getting closer and closer.

Meanwhile, Sirius was also constantly wondering who Moriarty was.

If Moriarty knew, he would surely laugh and say, "You'll find out soon enough."

With Sirius Black present, Moriarty entered the Black family home without incident.

Moriarty stepped across the threshold and into the almost completely dark foyer.

He smelled a damp, grayish odor, along with a sweet, rotten smell.

Mrs. Malfoy now lives in such appalling conditions.

Moriarty quickened his pace; he was determined to take Mrs. Malfoy away today!

"Whoosh~"

The row of old-fashioned gas lamps on the wall were lit, casting a shimmering, unreal light that illuminated the peeling wallpaper and worn, frayed carpet in the long, gloomy foyer.

A spiderweb-shaped chandelier flickered faintly overhead.

Some portraits, blackened by the passage of time, hung crookedly on the wall.

One of the largest portraits is covered with a black cloth, obscuring the person on it, but not their voice.

A rude, hoarse voice came out.

"You shameless bastard, you filthy bastard, the disgrace of your family, you vile scoundrel..."

Sirius Black stepped out from behind Moriarty and said angrily, "Enough! Shut up!"

Moriarty suddenly realized that the person who spoke was Sirius's mother, Madame Malfoy's aunt.

You've met my parents!

When we pick up Mrs. Malfoy later, we should say goodbye to her first.

So Moriarty ignored Sirius's terrified expression and pulled back the black cloth.

The old lady in the portrait saw Moriarty and her attitude changed completely.

"Oh? Oh! You? You!"

"Welcome..."

She seemed to recognize Moriarty's appearance; the old pureblood knew that one of the characteristics of the Slytherin family was gray hair and gray eyes.

Moriarty said casually, "Don't stop me from doing my work later. Kreacher will introduce me to you."

"Snapped!"

Speaking of Kreacher, Kreacher arrived.

The clever little house-elf sensed someone had come to the house and hurried over.

He was shocked to see Sirius Black, his face contorting with undisguised disgust: "Sirius Black, the one who broke the old master's heart, is back! That stinking fugitive!"

Sirius Black roared in fury, "According to the clan rules, I am now your master!!! Kreacher, I command you to obey me!"

"That was before, not anymore!"

Krich stood up straight.

He said smugly, "Kreacher's current master is Miss Narcissa!"

"Sirius Black was just an Azkaban fugitive!"

"He can no longer command Kreacher!"

Sirius was completely dumbfounded. When did the Malfoy mistress become the master of the Black family's house-elves?

Don't your Malfoy family have any house-elves anymore?

Moriarty had no interest in the Black family's trivial matters. He stared at Kreacher. "Where is your master?"

Kreacher knew Moriarty; he was the one who sent the last letter the Black family sent to Moriarty.

At this point, he dared not be negligent and respectfully said, "In the main hall, the master has been looking worried lately..."

Before he could finish speaking, Moriarty had already rushed out, with Sirius Black close behind, eager to see what was going on.

But Kreacher blocked Sirius from entering, which angered Sirius so much that he cursed him as a lunatic.

"Thump thump thump..."

A series of hurried footsteps entered the hall.

Mrs. Malfoy leaned back on the exquisite, luxurious sofa.

My heart started pounding like footsteps.

Just from the sound of footsteps, Mrs. Malfoy knew that it was Moriarty.

She was both happy and confused.

What's gratifying is that Moriarty has never been in such a hurry before, but now he's so eager for himself.

What's uncertain is what will happen after the two meet?

What will the future hold?

Mrs. Malfoy clenched her fists and prayed silently, "God, let us all be happy."

Moriarty finally entered the hall and immediately saw Mrs. Malfoy sitting on the sofa.

After two weeks apart, Mrs. Malfoy had become thinner and paler.

Against the backdrop of her white dress, she resembled a tenacious daffodil.

Moriarty grew closer to Madame Malfoy and developed an even stronger affection for her.

Her home was destroyed at the blood banquet.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Mrs. Malfoy is now penniless!

Moriarty pulled Madame Malfoy down to sit, his hands gripping hers tightly.

Mrs. Malfoy kept her eyes closed, her heart pounding, unsure how to face Moriarty.

Moriarty scrutinized Madame Malfoy closely, noticing her cheeks slowly turning red and her palms gradually warming up. He then approached Madame Malfoy with a cheerful smile.

He met Mrs. Malfoy's delicate red lips and kissed her!

"Hmm..."

Mrs. Malfoy was caught off guard by Moriarty's sudden attack. She opened her eyes instantly and saw Moriarty's face so close to hers, and all she could see were his eyes.

Mrs. Malfoy's heart melted instantly.

"Kiss me~ Mmm~ Mmm..."

He wrapped his arms around Moriarty and responded enthusiastically.

Moriarty held Madame Malfoy in his arms, as if trying to savor her sweetness and fully appreciate her flavor.

Mrs. Malfoy was not to be outdone; she seemed to have poured all her recent bitterness and sorrow into it, transforming it into happiness.

Sirius Black came in and immediately froze on the spot.

Moriarty and Madame Malfoy embraced and kissed passionately.

If they were zombies, Sirius even thought they were biting each other.

So that's why Moriarty saved me!

Sirius was both surprised and bewildered.

Who is this person?

Where did Lucius go?