The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Chapter 433 Harry Potter's Guide to School Rules Violations

"Before we begin, it is necessary for me to let you know who we are. We are all students of Hogwarts."

"It's the magic school your sister goes to," Moriarty said to Petunia, then to Harry, "You'll be going there someday too."

"W-sorry, what did you mean?"

Harry didn't understand and looked at Moriarty in confusion.

Gemma exclaimed in surprise, "You don't even know Hogwarts!"

She was truly amazed; Harry Potter, a famous young wizard in Europe, seemed to know nothing about the wizarding world.

Lilith snorted and fixed her gaze on the Dursleys. "Clearly, Harry Potter, your aunt and uncle are hiding something from you. They haven't told you anything."

Harry turned to Aunt Petunia. "I want to know something!"

This was the first time he had yelled at Aunt Penny.

Penny suddenly stopped crying. "Shut up!" she commanded. "Don't say another word, sir! I forbid you to say anything to this child!"

She glared at Moriarty.

"You know in your heart what's about to happen," Moriarty shook his head. "You can't stop it—just as you couldn't stop your sister from entering Hogwarts, you can't."

Penny's face turned deathly pale, and Vernon stared at her with wide eyes, as if he were seeing her for the first time.

She absolutely refused to admit that she was jealous of her sister Lily's ability to become a wizard.

In fact, Petunia had secretly written to Dumbledore, asking if she could go to Hogwarts.

The answer is obvious.

From that moment on, Penny's jealousy of Lily, or rather, her jealousy of the wizards, made her unwilling to deal with wizards or anything related to them.

"What on earth is going on?" Harry couldn't help but ask. "Why does everyone else know, while I'm kept in the dark!"

Harry was practically going crazy looking at Petunia's pale face, Vernon's furious expression, and Moriarty and his gang's calm demeanor.

"To put it simply," Moriarty chuckled, "you are a wizard, Harry."

"Wizard?" Harry said blankly, his eyes gradually brightening.

“And they,” Moriarty looked at the Dursleys, “are Muggles.”

"What is a Muggle?"

"Muggles," Moriarty said, "that's what we call people like them who don't believe in magic."

"Unfortunately, you grew up in a family that doesn't believe in magic." Lilith shrugged.

"We'll talk about that later," Moriarty said dismissively.

Moriarty's calmness affected Harry, who asked softly, "My parents? Were they wizards too?"

"That's right, James Potter and Lily Potter are outstanding wizards, even in the talented world of wizarding."

Upon hearing Moriarty's assessment of his parents, Harry was lost in thought: "Sometimes I dream of a woman with long hair, and green eyes like mine..."

"Perhaps you also dreamed of a flying motorcycle. That was real; you were brought here by a flying motorcycle."

"Yes, yes!" Harry exclaimed excitedly, "I even dreamt about it during the Shang Dynasty—Uncle Vernon said motorcycles can't fly, and he gave me a good scolding!"

"Actually, the wizard who came to see you today was the one who rode the motorcycle, but there was a small problem, so we came to check on you and make sure you're safe."

Moriarty's statement is true; Sirius Black has been murdered, and Harry Potter is in some danger until the killer is found.

"Guarantee my safety?" Harry looked a little surprised.

"Ah, that's right," Moriarty said casually, "You're not a safe person; you might encounter many strange and unusual things."

"Yes," Moriarty thought to himself.

These strange occurrences include:

How can a first-grader break school rules without being expelled?

How to break 100 school rules in second grade without being expelled.

Third grade: How to help a wanted criminal at school without being expelled.

Fourth grade: How to cheat in an inter-school competition without being expelled.

Fifth grade: How to build an anti-government organization at school without being expelled.

Grade 6: How to anger the head of government to his face without getting fired.

Grade 7: How to become the spiritual leader of an anti-government armed group but still be welcomed by everyone at school.

Moriarty suggested that Harry consider publishing a book titled "Harry Potter's Guide to Breaking School Rules".

One behind-the-scenes big boss is enough in this world; there's no need for a savior or anything like that.

Harry could consider taking over Lockhart's role and bringing entertaining novels to the wizarding world.

Moreover, Quirrell is fine now, the Basilisk is in Slytherin Castle, Sirius is dead, the Triwizard Tournament may not start, and Fudge will be ousted.

There aren't many school rules left for Harry to break...

At this point, Harry was still living in a fantasy about his parents.

Penny suddenly exclaimed, "We swore an oath when we adopted him to stop these weird things! We swore to cut him off from all of this! What wizard, huh!"

Harry stared at her. "You knew all along that I was—a wizard? Did you!"

“I knew it all along,” Penny shrieked. “I knew it all along! Of course we knew it all along! If my damn sister was one, how could you not be? Oh, she got the same letter and then disappeared—went to that school—and came back every holiday with her pockets full of toad eggs and her teacups turned into mice. Only I saw right through her—a complete monster! But my parents couldn’t see it, always calling her Lily this and Lily that, they were so happy to have a witch in their house!”

She paused to catch her breath, then resumed her rambling. It seemed she had been holding these words in for many years, eager to get them out.

“No, it’s not that you see through her,” Moriarty interrupted Penny. “I just said it, it’s jealousy. You’re jealous.”

Penny lowered her head guiltily.

Harry understood a bit from this, and Moriarty added, "Because of jealousy, you can't love Harry Potter, and your attitude towards wizards determines Harry Potter's incompatibility in this family."

"In reality, he is from a completely different world from you, but you haven't seen that, and instead you've bullied him even more."

Moriarty tapped lightly on the glass of the coffee table. "We're here today, Mr. and Mrs. Dursley. It would be best if you apologized to Mr. Harry Potter for your previous misbehavior."

"Otherwise, Marcus wouldn't have lifted the curse on your child. That child is no different from a pig, except he has a head of hair."

"To add to that, Marcus has a special fondness for small animals."

Marcus grinned menacingly at Penny, who was looking at him in horror.

Moriarty snapped his fingers, releasing Vernon from the binding spell.

Vernon suddenly fell off the sofa, crawled on his hands and feet to Harry, and begged for mercy.

Petunia also apologized to Harry in a humble tone, showing how much they loved their son Dudley.

Although they weren't sincere, Moriarty didn't care; all he wanted was a result.

This result is directly related to the type of wizard Harry Potter was portrayed as.

The wizarding world doesn't need a savior. Even if Harry Potter is a flag, the flagpole must be in Moriarty's hands.

"How's it going, Harry?" Moriarty asked familiarly, "Can you still accept their apology? Now that they're in your hands, why not give them a curse to vent your anger? I'm sure they'll never forget it!"

Moriarty's words, like the whispers of a devil, seeped into Harry's ears.

Marcus grinned maliciously and handed the spell to Harry encouragingly, "Maybe you'll need it. You will, won't you? It's in your nature."

Harry looked down at his short, thick black wand, then at the Dursleys who were apologizing profusely.

He recalled the scenes of bullying him by the Dursleys.

Those days are like a series of somber photographs, but now, Moriarty's words and Marcus's wand seem like a blazing fire.

As long as Harry takes the torch, he can set the photograph on fire at any time, and the dark days will be reduced to ashes!

Harry felt a fire burning inside his chest, as if it were about to explode!

(Bonus chapter will be added tonight)

(End of this chapter)