The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Chapter 432 Meeting Harry

Marcus's words solved the mystery.

He pulled out his ever-present briefcase and patted it at his companion: "I turned that family's son—Dali or Dara?—into a pig."

"I think I've been very good to him. I even built him a special pigpen, a privilege that other pigs don't receive."

"Unfortunately, Harry Potter saw me casting the spell—he was being bullied by his cousin, and I helped him."

"What's even more unfortunate is that the adults in that family blamed Harry Potter for their child's disappearance. To be honest, I wasn't surprised at all to see Harry being beaten. If those kids could bully Harry Potter so easily, what about those two adults?"

"However, one thing is worth mentioning: Harry Potter had the guts not to betray me."

"I've been on Privet Drive for a week now. That family knows me. If Harry Potter had mentioned me, they would have come looking for me, but Harry Potter didn't."

"So I've decided not to let that pig leave; this Muggle family should be punished!"

"Let them suffer in their grief—if they continue to mistreat Harry Potter, I'll have more great photos to take."

As he spoke, Marcus shook the magic camera in his hand, his face showing lingering satisfaction as he thought of the glittering gold coins.

Lilith pointed out: "Your last sentence is what you really think. It seems that spending too much time with Moriarty makes one seem to have seven or eight schemes in their mind."

"Hmm, I'll take your words as a compliment for now." Moriarty smiled nonchalantly, then shook his head slightly as he saw Vernon aggressively chasing after Harry. "We need to talk to Harry Potter and temporarily incapacitate this fat man."

As he spoke, Moriarty stretched out his right hand and grabbed Vernon's back.

An invisible force seemed to grab Vernon by the back of the neck and drag him home!

For Vernon Dursley, something terrible happened to him.

He was about to smash Harry Potter with the butt of his gun when suddenly his neck was grabbed and his whole body was pulled up.

Then he was suddenly lifted into the air, as if an invisible hand grabbed him and dragged him back. The scene in front of him quickly reversed. During this time, he opened his mouth to shout but could not make a sound. His hands and feet were as if they were tied up and he could not move.

Harry Potter noticed this strange scene: a pair of green eyes beneath the broken glasses gradually brightened.

He certainly didn't like Vernon, even though the latter was his uncle.

Harry didn't like his aunt either, and he didn't like the Dursleys.

Which family's child sleeps in the storage room under the stairs?

Which child is woken up by yelling every day?

Which child would be taken out on an adult just because they are slightly unhappy?

Which child would be arbitrarily beaten, discriminated against, or bullied by another child in the family?

These things that would never happen to any other child actually happened to Harry.

Harry is a kind-hearted boy, but that doesn't mean he has a bad memory. On the contrary, he has a very good memory and can dream about the scene when Hagrid brought him here as a baby.

He remembered everything the Dursley had done for Harry.

However, since he was staying at his aunt's house, Harry couldn't resist at all, otherwise he would be homeless.

But sometimes he would dream of a hero who would punish the Dursleys and save him!

And this hero seems to have arrived a week ago!

That's Marcus.

Although Harry didn't know Marcus's name, Marcus stood up for him when Dudley bullied him.

Harry saw Marcus, who was taller and stronger than Dudley, point a thin stick at Dudley, and Dudley turned into a blue and white pig!

Harry was more happy than surprised, and when he got home he held back his laughter until his ribs almost broke!

Life in the Dursleys taught him not to laugh loudly in their house, or he would be met with no food and a mountain of chores.

When Dudley didn't return home, the Dursleys interrogated Harry.

Harry suffered the worst beating of his life, and he has to say one thing: Vernon wanted to strangle him!

If Vernon hadn't been afraid of going to jail, Harry would definitely be dead by now.

So until the very end, Harry never revealed Marcus's identity.

Whether it was his inner stubbornness or a young boy's small act of revenge against injustice, Harry remained silent throughout.

Even now, seeing Uncle Vernon being dragged and flying back home, Harry's sense of satisfaction still outweighs his surprise.

He seemed completely unfazed by such miraculous methods, showing no surprise whatsoever.

Harry turned his head slightly and looked at Marcus and his group.

He recognized Marcus, who was taller and stronger than Dudley, and who had turned Dudley into a pig!

The boy standing in front of Marcus—who Harry could easily tell was the center of the group—Harry thought was incredibly cool.

Harry wanted to say hello to Marcus, but he was afraid that Marcus wouldn't recognize him, so he decided to sneak back to the outside of his aunt's house to see what had happened to Uncle Vernon.

Moriarty discovered Harry's actions and said to Marcus, "Harry Potter is very grateful to you. In his heart, you might be a hero."

Marcus gave a good-natured smile, revealing his bright white teeth.

Lilith interjected, "It's a pity Marcus only wants to use Harry Potter as a money-making tool."

As they spoke, they went into Vernon's house.

Vernon was lying on the sofa, unable to move as Moriarty's spell had not yet been lifted.

Harry's aunt Petunia wept bitterly beside her husband.

"Marcus, reunite them as a family," Moriarty instructed.

Marcus pulled a small, plump blue and white pig out of his suitcase.

The pig's eyes darted around in terror, and its four hooves thrashed back and forth.

Lilith looked at the pig with some regret: "Didn't you say you turned him into a pig-headed man?"

Marcus said embarrassedly, "The pig-headed man was not easy to control, and I failed in the end."

"That's such a shame," Lilith said, pursing her lips.

Gemma shrugged. "What are you regretting, Lilith?"

Harry, watching from outside the window, thought these people were both cool and weird.

What exactly are they going to do?

Penny was also curious, but she wasn't entirely ignorant about the magical world.

She raised her hands, trembling, "You...you are witches?"

“That’s right,” Moriarty snapped his fingers, “we are wizards! Madam, you guessed it perfectly. By the way, this is your son.”

Marcus picked up the little pig and tossed it into Penny's arms.

Along with Harry, Moriarty and the other three were quite pleased to hear Petunia scream.

She recognized Dudley, but couldn't accept that her son had turned into a pig.

"The reason your son suffered this calamity is because of a persecution of witches."

Moriarty casually sat down on the sofa, with Lilith and Gemma sitting on either side of him.

"I am not a wizard who discriminates against Muggles, so let's get straight to the point. We've seated this gentleman on the sofa so he can patiently listen to what I have to say."

After speaking, Moriarty looked towards the kitchen window and beckoned, "Harry Potter, if you want to accept your aunt's family's apology, then come in."

Harry's eyes lit up. An apology? Of course he wanted to!

He walked in.

This was also the first time that Moriarty and his gang had seen Harry Potter, who was hailed as the savior, from the front.

Gemma let out a quick "Oh~".

Because Harry appears much smaller and thinner than his peers.

Many of the 7- or 8-year-old children in the wizarding family were stronger than Harry, who was already 11 years old.

He had a thin face, prominent kneecaps, jet-black hair, and a pair of emerald green eyes.

Then Moriarty and the others focused their attention on the faint, lightning-shaped scar on Harry's forehead.

Lilith asked Moriarty, "Is that...?"

“Yes, proof that he is the only wizard in history to have successfully resisted the Killing Curse and survived,” Moriarty approached Harry, brushed aside the stray hairs on his forehead, and glanced at the scar, “and…”

Moriarty seemed to be able to see Voldemort's remnant soul in the lightning scar.

"And it was my good-for-nothing nephew who brought shame upon the Slytherin family."

"Huh?" ×2

Lilith and Gemma both looked at Moriarty in surprise.

As we all know, Harry defeated Voldemort.

Voldemort always identified himself as a "descendant of Slytherin".

Now that Moriarty is saying this, doesn't that mean Voldemort is Moriarty's nephew?

Moriarty met the two women's gazes and said confidently, "That's right. By seniority, I am Voldemort's uncle, and Voldemort's mother is my distant cousin."

"Huh!?" Marcus belatedly opened his mouth wide.

Lilith, however, smiled slightly: "How interesting..."

Moriarty ignored her and waved for Harry to sit down.

Harry was in a daze and didn't know what the people in front of him were talking about, but when Moriarty approached his scar, he did feel a burning pain.

"I went off-topic just now, but it's okay."

With a wave of his hand, Moriarty teleported Penny and the little pig to the sofa on the other side.

"Very good, now everyone has a seat, and there are some things that need to be clarified."

"Let me, an outsider, preside over a family meeting for you."

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