The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Chapter 416 Infiltrating the Inside

"Sir, what should we do?"

Jericho shouted urgently, "The Blanche family does business with Muggles, so they know what a tank is!"

Shells don't discriminate; what would happen if they hit them in this foreign land?

Moriarty thought for a moment and said, "Put on the Disillusionment Charm and follow the Muggles."

Currently, it's just two groups fighting remotely, and there are a large number of Muggles running around in the middle of the street, which gives Moriarty and his group the opportunity to infiltrate.

But you have to be quick.

Once it escalates into war, it will be difficult for soldiers from both sides to advance.

"Yes, sir."

Jericho and the others did as Moriarty instructed, while simultaneously tightening their formation.

Moriarty glanced at the fleeing Muggles, and one unhurried, fat man caught his attention.

"It's him!" Moriarty decided. "Follow him."

Moriarty's intuition told him that the fat man was no ordinary person and that following him would allow them to escape the war.

The group of seven quickly approached the fat man by blending into the crowd.

Gunfire erupted from both ends like popping beans, never ceasing, while the sound of running could be heard from the sky from time to time.

But the fat man remained calm and retreated methodically, making his way into a small alley.

Moscow has countless alleyways, and the Battle of Moscow was won through street fighting.

Moriarty was well aware of this, so he followed closely behind the fat man, lest he get lost.

After walking for about fifteen minutes, the sound of gunfire became faint and sporadic, and the fat man slowed down.

"Hey, you guys behind me, please come out."

The fat man suddenly stopped and spoke with his back to Moriarty.

Moriarty, Lilith, and Jericho exchanged a glance. Had the fat man actually noticed them?

Most importantly, the fat man clearly had the face of a Soviet, but he spoke that sentence in English!

"My fellow wizards from Great Britain, do you expect me to remove your invisibility cloaks?"

The fat man spoke again, this time turning around and staring intently at Moriarty and his group.

"What's going on? Can he see us?" Leon asked in a low voice, confused.

"He said the invisibility cloak, isn't that the Deathly Hallows? We don't have anything like that," Marcus added.

"Maybe he's mistaken. The Disillusionment Charm isn't a spell that every wizard can easily master," Maxi said, offering his guess. "He has no idea that we've mastered the Disillusionment Charm; he can only think of the Invisibility Cloak."

"What do we do?" Lilith asked Moriarty.

The others also looked at Moriarty, waiting for his decision.

Moriarty glanced at the fat man, who was certain they were there, meaning he needed to talk to the fat man.

"I'll show myself first, wait for my signal," Moriarty said, transforming back into his previous appearance in Japan and deactivating his invisibility.

"I am Wick, an antique dealer from England. This... sir, you seem to know a lot about us."

Moriarty walked toward the fat man.

The fat man suddenly pulled a pistol from his pocket and pointed it at Moriarty: "I don't care who you are, now—stop! Stand there! Don't move!"

Moriarty withdrew his foot, a thoughtful look flashing across his eyes. The fat man pulled out a pistol without hesitation, as if he were a soldier.

Could it be...?

Moriarty had a guess.

To verify his theory, Moriarty transformed his appearance and body into that of a fat man!

When the fat man saw that the person opposite him had turned into someone exactly like him, he panicked and couldn't even hold his pistol steady.

"You really are a wizard!"

"What is your purpose in going to the Soviet Union? Tell me now!"

Just then, a few people rushed out from the corner of the alley, and three more nimbly climbed over the wall.

"Snap!"

They all pulled out a pistol and aimed it at Moriarty!

Moriarty glanced at their uniform black bulletproof bodysuits and chuckled.

"You are the KGB."

Although it was a question, it was phrased with an affirmative tone.

"Huh?" The fat man was startled and said in horror, "Shut up! Make your companions reveal themselves, don't say a word, and come with us!"

After confirming his identity, Moriarty completely ignored his words and instead looked around at the KGB officers, among whom was a woman.

The KGB was the Soviet intelligence organization, and Moriarty, a former defeated adversary, knew them better than they knew themselves.

The only thing Moriarty didn't expect was that the KGB knew about the existence of wizards.

Considering the tense situation within the Soviet Union, this is not hard to understand.

Judging from the fat man's blustering yet cowardly attitude and his unfamiliarity with magical knowledge, it's easy to see that the KGB had only recently come to know about it.

It seems the Soviet Ministry of Magic is struggling to cope on its own and has no choice but to seek help from Muggles!

This also shows that Soviet wizards realized that someone would take advantage of the situation and began to take precautions.

Moriarty suddenly understood a lot, and all of this stemmed from the fat man's action of drawing his gun.

The fat man never dreamed that he had exposed the strength of the Soviet magical world, and he saw Moriarty's eyes were full of amusement.

My heart was filled with a sense of foreboding.

"Shoot! Kill them!" the fat man suddenly shouted.

The situation suddenly became tense.

The fat man was probably worried that things might get complicated if things dragged on, which also made Jericho and the others, who were still invisible, anxious.

But the female KGB officer hesitated and said, "Isn't this too hasty? According to regulations, we should hand them over to the Internal Affairs Office of the Magic Union."

"No need," the fat man said sternly. "They're acting suspiciously. Kill them!"

The female KGB officer thought to herself that it was precisely because of her suspicious behavior that she needed to be handed over to the relevant authorities.

However, once an order is given, the KGB must obey it.

Moriarty, however, used a freezing spell on everyone before the KGB could fire.

"Freeze them all!"

With a soft incantation, the KGB officers' fingers hovered over the trigger.

The fat man was surprised to find that he couldn't move, and looked at Moriarty in fear.

The danger was over, and Lilith and her six companions emerged from their invisibility.

"What's going on? Why are these Muggles killing us?"

"Sir, what is the KGB? And what is the Internal Affairs Office?"

Their barrage of questions turned the room into a classroom, but Moriarty waved his hand and said, "Let them answer these questions."

After saying that, Moriarty walked towards the fat man and used Legilimency on him.

It turns out that the Soviet Ministry of Magic was called the Soviet Union's United Ministry of Magic.

The magical governments of the various Soviet member states formed this unique Ministry of Magic, which housed tens of thousands of wizards.

It is unique because it is both fragile and strong.

The vulnerability lies in the fact that the magical governments of each member state act independently, a situation that is particularly evident today.

The Minister of the Ministry of Magic's Joint Department resigned seven months ago. Unable to resolve the issue, he had no choice but to resign and leave for another place.

With no leader and each faction acting independently, it would probably have disbanded long ago if it weren't for its historical foundation and the belief in Muggle government.

However, having tens of thousands of wizards is still a force to be reckoned with in the entire magical world.

It's worth noting that last year's Quidditch World Cup in Canada only attracted 100,000 wizard spectators.

This is why the Soviet Union's Magic Union was not coveted by dark wizards or outsiders.

However, this situation will not last long, as the Aurors have discovered that many unidentified wizards have entered the Soviet Union.

Beset by internal and external troubles, officials of the Magical Union chose to cooperate with the Muggle government.

Aside from the president, the KGB is the only military force aware of the existence of wizards, and they monitor foreigners entering the country at major airports, ports, and stations.

In other words, Moriarty and his party were being watched from the moment their plane landed!

This situation occurred at various airports and ports in the Soviet Union. The KGB did a good job in this regard, but the Ministry of Magic did not grant them the right to deal with wizards.

To address this issue, the Department of Magic created a new department, the Internal Affairs Office, specifically to handle the problem of visiting wizards.

The fat man didn't know much about the Internal Affairs Office, only that this department suddenly appeared half a year ago, and that the wizards inside were all ruthless.

Rumors have it that in the past six months, not only have wizards died at their hands, but also many Muggles.

It was also this group of wizards who distributed some magical items to the KGB.

Moriarty retrieved a spyglass from the fat man's hand.

That's what warned the fat man that someone was behind him.

Moriarty held the spyglass in his hand and twirled it around. The spyglass was a magical invention that alerted its owner by emitting warning sounds, rotating, and emitting light, and was used to detect unreliable presences and dark forces.

Mad-Eye Moody always carried many spyglasses with him.

Such magical items are nothing unusual for wizards, but equipping every KGB officer with a spyglass would be far too many!

Later, have Old Foley and the others investigate who in the Soviet magical community ordered a large number of spyglasses; perhaps they can find clues about the Internal Affairs Office.

Moriarty made up his mind, counted the fat man and the others, and there were 13 people in total.

"I'll transform you into their likenesses," Moriarty said, turning to Lilith and the others. "Choose who you want to become."

Jericho quickly grasped Moriarty's intention and exclaimed with delight, "We'll infiltrate them by disguising ourselves as them—the KGB? Is that what they call it?"

"Not quite. It's infiltrating, but not the KGB." Moriarty nodded with a smile and said to Marcus, "Also, could you lend me your briefcase? We need an excuse to go to the Internal Affairs Office."

(End of this chapter)