The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Chapter 424 Filial Piety and Fatherly Love (1st Update)

With Narcissa and Tonks by his side, Moriarty felt refreshed every day as August began.

While taking a bath that day, Narcissa said to Moriarty, "I'd like to bring Draco to stay at the castle for a while. Nottie, Pansy, and Hannah will also come to visit you, since you saved them."

Moriarty waved his hand dismissively, "No problem at all."

"Your son is my son, isn't he?" Moriarty smiled happily.

Draco Malfoy.

Ok……

If Draco truly acknowledges him as his father, he wouldn't mind changing Draco's name.

Dracos Lytrin!

Hahahaha~

Moriarty laughed triumphantly.

Narcissa knew Moriarty had ill intentions just by looking at him like that.

"Don't think like that~ Take a good shower, you feel sticky and smelly."

"The lady always smells wonderful," Moriarty said from behind, his words glib and his hands groping her.

Narcissa's cheeks were flushed, whether from the steam or from being teased and blushing, it was hard to tell.

Moriarty was overjoyed. Since being with him, Narcissa had truly come into her own, becoming even more beautiful and unwaveringly loyal to him.

Last night, Narcissa said, "Moriarty, I will be yours for all eternity."

A hint of tenderness flashed in Moriarty's eyes.

The two of them were so lovey-dovey, it made Tonks so jealous. She pouted her red lips so high that an oil bottle could hang from them.

"How could I forget my darling Nymph?" Moriarty reached out a hand and pulled Tonks over.

After a ridiculous morning, the three of them finally came out for lunch.

In the afternoon, Draco was taken to the castle by Luke.

The first thing I saw was Narcissa being held in Moriarty's arms, her eyes seemingly brimming with spring water.

Draco felt wronged, and tears almost fell. His mother no longer cared about him.

I'm an orphan!

Draco walked over to Moriarty with his head down, said a few dry words of thanks, and sat down listlessly on the sofa.

Moriarty and Narcissa exchanged a glance. This child has a serious problem!

"Draco, you'll be a little wizard at Hogwarts when school starts in September. We have a gift for you."

Moriarty handed Draco the gift he had discussed with Narcissa.

"The latest flying broomstick, Champion 1991S. Available from September. This is a back-to-school gift from your mom and me."

Moriarty acted like a father to his son, and Narcissa smiled and nodded, nestled in Moriarty's arms.

If you ignore Draco's age, the three of them do indeed make up a harmonious and happy family.

Draco blankly accepted the gift, slowly unwrapped it, revealing a brand-new flying broom.

His favorite gift used to be a flying broomstick, but today, holding the gift, Draco couldn't be happy.

Draco didn't like the gift at all, even though it was the latest Champion 1991S.

This flying broom has become incredibly popular lately.

The Daily Prophet reports that Maurice Lightling, the biggest contributor to England's World Cup victory, was kicked out of the partnership because Maurice Lightling was unwilling to provide the British team with Maurice Lightling 1990s.

Instead, he partnered with the Foley, Flint, Branch, Piliwick, and Mintham families to start a flying broom company.

The company is simply called Champion, and all the flying brooms it develops and sells follow the same format: Champion + Year + S.

Moriarty led his team to victory in the championship.

The year refers to the release of a new broom each year.

S stands for the Slytherin family.

After the new broom was developed, Roman, the vice captain of the national team, personally test-rode it and commented that it was more than three times the performance of the Lightcycle 1990S!

Although it hasn't gone on sale yet, it has already secured the title of the strongest flying broom in history.

This news spread throughout the wizarding world, and Draco, who lived in the Magical Restoration Supplies Shop in Hogsmeade, naturally knew about it as well.

But in Draco's heart, the best flying broomstick was the Nimbus 1990S that his father gave him.

Draco decisively pushed the gift back, saying softly but firmly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Moriarty, I don't want it."

Moriarty didn't say anything, but if he knew that Draco's heart was set on the Nimbus 1990s flying broomstick.

They'll be grinning from ear to ear.

It was this broom that moved Lucius, which is why he went to France to meet Quinlan the vampire.

Then Lucius died, which made it possible for Moriarty and Narcissa to get together.

If Draco knew these inside stories, I wonder what he would think.

Moriarty didn't know what he was thinking, but if Lucius knew, he would be so angry he'd crawl out of his grave.

Moriarty remained silent, but Narcissa objected first, glaring at Draco: "Moriarty brought this back from the company specifically—do you know you're the only freshman who gets this kind of treatment?"

Narcissa was furious with Draco. Isn't it good to have Moriarty as your father?

Moriarty could see that Draco's expression clearly showed resistance.

Perhaps it was about Moriarty.

Perhaps it was for Narcissa.

Perhaps it's because I've entered puberty and am experiencing a rebellious phase.

Perhaps both.

Moriarty leaned back, half-reclining on the sofa, and casually placed the gift aside.

"The child is grown up now, so let's go along with his wishes," Moriarty comforted Narcissa with a smile, then asked, "So, Draco, what gift do you want?"

Narcissa also looked at Draco. Ever since Draco moved into the prop shop, she felt that her son had changed.

But this is for the best, so that it won't be awkward when Draco meets her after he has a child with Moriarty.

Thinking of this, Narcissa slumped into Moriarty's arms again.

It has to be said that Narcissa has completely given herself to Moriarty, and has no lingering attachment to her former family, "Malfoy".

Seeing Narcissa like this, Draco felt both heartbroken and helpless; now he missed his father even more.

So he mumbled, "I...I want to go see my dad."

Moriarty and Narcissa exchanged another glance, and Moriarty said, "Shall I go with you to see Lucius?"

Lucius's grave is in the Malfoy family cemetery, also in London.

Narcissa readily agreed, since she had nothing to do with Lucius anymore and was going to help Draco resolve his inner conflict.

Moriarty was very pleased with Narcissa's attitude, but Draco waved his hands repeatedly, saying that he didn't need help and could do it himself.

Narcissa scoffed, "You'll go by yourself? How are you going to get there? The Malfoys don't even have a carriage anymore! And not a single house-elves are left!"

Draco retorted, "I can ride the Knight Bus."

"Think about your wealth before you make such boasts," Narcissa bluntly exposed Draco's lack of money. "Oh no, perhaps it shouldn't be called wealth—how many Sickles do you have left? What will you do after you ride the Knight Bus? What will you use to buy textbooks? Pets? Cauldrons?"

Draco, his sore spot touched, lowered his head and bit his lip in grievance.

Narcissa was right. Ever since Draco started living alone, he's been barely making ends meet with the money he has left over from the prop shop.

Moriarty had already experienced Narcissa's sharp tongue; she was ruthless when it came to rebuking people, and of course, she was just as formidable as any beauty when it came to biting.

Read the words separately, hehe.

Moriarty touched his nose, pulled Narcissa, who had sat up, into his arms, and smoothed things over while stroking her little hand: "How can I put it, child? Draco has been selling magical items recently, so maybe we'll be able to enjoy Draco's discounts in the future."

"Hmph, I'll be grateful Merlin didn't cause me any trouble," Narcissa said, crossing her arms and huffing.

This scene is just like an angry mother scolding her son for making a mistake, and a kind father stepping in to smooth things over.

Of course, this is ignoring Draco's age.

So Draco found Moriarty's words quite agreeable, feeling that nothing was wrong, but there was also something inexplicably off about them.

Moriarty earnestly admonished his son, Draco: "Draco, you are now the sole heir of the Malfoy family, the only bloodline! I was also a descendant of the Slytherin family, and I was able to build such a vast fortune on my own, so why can't you?"

These words struck a chord with Draco, who nodded vigorously, his eyes shining: "You're right, I will definitely revive the Malfoy family! I will also find many girls to continue the family line."

Moriarty was both amused and exasperated. What had Draco learned from him?

(Thanks to He Jiajun for the reward! This is a bonus chapter for He Jiajun, the first sect leader in this book! First chapter of the bonus chapter begins.)

(End of this chapter)