The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Harry and Ron walked into William's office together, a scene witnessed by Tom, who had been sent by Moriarty to monitor Voldemort.

Tom immediately rushed back to his single room and reported to Moriarty.

"Voldemort and Harry met?"

Moriarty narrowed his eyes and said to Tom with great interest, "I predict that Voldemort intends to control Harry Tom. What do you think?"

"Um...why not kill Harry?" Tom asked in a deep voice, "or absorb the remnant soul within Harry."

“That’s too unsafe,” Moriarty shook his head. “Voldemort knows that if any young wizard gets into trouble at Hogwarts, Dumbledore and I will hunt him down to the ends of the earth.”

"Tsk, interesting."

Tom curled his lip. "Does the Dark Lord have no dignity at all?"

"I suspect Voldemort is about to make his move, tonight!"

When the topic came up again, Moriarty was confident.

"A leg injury is no problem for Voldemort at all. He was injured because he didn't know alchemy—he was already learning alchemy, and he had heard rumors that people were linking Sirius's death to this infiltration."

Tom realized what was happening. "You started these rumors?"

"certainly!"

Moriarty smiled slightly. "Voldemort wants to lie low for a long time, but I'm not giving him the chance. He has no choice but to act as soon as possible, either tonight or tomorrow night!"

Tom, are you ready?

"certainly."

Tom tried to imitate Moriarty's tone, but then realized he was being a little too obedient.

"Ahem," Tom feigned nonchalance, then posed a question: "What...do you think...what is his purpose in lying low for so long? You know, the longer the main soul is attached to William, the weaker William's life force becomes, and eventually this body will no longer be able to withstand the main soul."

"Is it possible that he wants to control several people?"

"That little fool Ron is almost completely bewitched; Voldemort doesn't even need to waste a Imperius Curse."

Tom let out a loud laugh. "I swear to Merlin I will never use Hagrid as a unit of measurement for IQ again, because I have found a new one, Ron Weasley."

Moriarty continued, "Harry Potter was also on his list. I'm afraid he wants to turn Harry into a vessel, and first he needs to gain Harry's trust, so I judge that Harry is safe and sound."

After saying that, Moriarty stood up, opened the dormitory door, and went out.

He was going to Slytherin's dungeons to call some men to prepare for the night's battle.

No matter what, the night is always a tough battle, so you have to be careful with your choices.

Twenty minutes later, the house was filled with requests for help.

Marcus, Jericho, Soldaya, and Percy stood in a row like soldiers.

They held their heads high and looked at Moriarty with reverence.

"The plan has been fully explained. We'll proceed as scheduled at 11 PM. Anyone with questions, speak up!"

"No problem!" ×4

"We are the most elite squad of the Hogwarts pure-blood army, that snake won't get away!" Jericho clenched his fist fiercely, as if Voldemort were right in front of him.

Percy couldn't help but ask with concern, "After all, our opponent is Voldemort, and with William's physical strength as a bonus, aren't we taking too much of a risk?"

He had only just learned what had happened to William.

Moriarty winked at Lilith, who was standing behind him to his right, and said, "Your people, you explain."

Before Lilith could speak, Jericho exclaimed in surprise, "Wait a minute, what do you mean by 'her person'? Percy?"

Lilith glared at Jericho, annoyed. "Percy is the second member of my Justice Law team! He's been under my command since freshman year."

"Huh?" Marcus and Jericho were both surprised. "First year student, how old are you, and you already have the idea of ​​forming a faction?"

"Hmph," Lilith glanced at Moriarty with a haughty air, "You learned that from someone."

"Oh, by the way," Jericho added, "I'd also like to know, who was the first member of the just law?"

"Idiot, it must be Senior Gemma!" Sordaya answered the question.

Lilith also relieved Percy of his worries.

Moriarty clapped his hands and said, "Alright, there are six of us, plus Tonks who came over tonight, and the helpers I found, that's eight people, a full eight. This lineup is luxurious enough to deal with Voldemort."

“That’s right,” Jericho nodded solemnly, “Our Hogwarts pure-blood army is a wizarding army with a glorious record. In that respect, it is Voldemort’s honor.”

"You have backup?"

Lilith's beautiful eyes fell on Moriarty's face, and she remembered the person who had been with Voldemort last night.

"Well, just in case. Voldemort has helpers too."

Moriarty succinctly stated that Peter Pettigrew was still at large, and Ron, who had been brainwashed by Voldemort, was also a potential accomplice of Voldemort.

As it turned out, Moriarty's considerations were very thorough, in William's office.

A mouse darted onto Ron, landed on his shoulder, and nuzzled his cheek affectionately.

This mouse is missing a toe.

Ron clearly recognized her too, "Scabbers!"

William smiled and said, "I found it, Ron! I hope your pet will keep you company during your cursed days!"

"Oh, Merlin!" Ron said, tears welling up in his eyes. He choked back tears and said, "Thank you, Professor William. No one has ever been so kind to me."

William affectionately patted Ron's head.

Voldemort laughed inwardly: "Just as I planned. This idiot doesn't even think about why I found the missing rat. A brainless piece of trash."

At this moment, a hint of human-like mockery appeared in the eyes of the rat, Banban.

The master and servant exchanged a glance.

William said to Ron, "Good boy, could you do me a small favor? Go to the alchemy room tonight and find a stone for the professor and bring it out."

Without a second thought, Ron excitedly agreed, "Yes, Professor! No problem, leave it to us. We'll do a great job, won't you say, Harry?"

"Huh? Huh?"

Harry was completely stunned.

Why am I involved in this?

"Aren't you willing to help the professor?" Ron's eyes widened. "We're friends!"

"Ah...ah, okay, I'll go with you."

Caught off guard and unsure how to refuse, Harry reluctantly agreed.

"What?! I was planning to watch Quidditch tonight. Now I can't. Are the Weasleys just naturally outgoing?"

Remembering the Weasley twins' lively nature, Harry thought it was quite possible.

"Oh, this is Harry Potter."

Professor William seemed to be just noticing Harry, his eyes filled with a mixture of surprise and admiration.

It must be said that William's identity brought Voldemort great convenience.

Harry assumed William's gaze was simply the affection of an older student and didn't think much of it.

Soon, William, Harry, and Ron started chatting happily.

William did most of the talking, recounting his life at Hogwarts and his adventures around the world.

Harry and Ron, two inexperienced first-year students, were completely engrossed in the conversation.

They didn't come out of the office until the afternoon magic class.

On the way, Harry looked like he hadn't had enough: "Professor William is such a learned wizard. When I grow up, I want to be a wizard like him."

Ron said with great joy, "Professor William is like family to me. He's more like a brother to me than my five older brothers, a real brother to me."

The two walked into the classroom chatting and laughing. It was a Transfiguration class for Slytherin and Gryffindor.

Draco's eyes widened in surprise when he saw Harry and Ron walk in together, followed by anger.

Pansy quickly said, "Look at that bastard, he's hanging out with that unlucky Ron. I told you he was on our side, he'd be in big trouble too."

Pansy was disappointed to see Draco smile; Draco had a dark expression for the entire class.

After class, Harry left with Ron.

Neville noticed this, sensed something was wrong, and went back to the common room to report it to Moriarty.

He was surprised to find that there were only 5 people in the entire common room.

Moriarty, Lilith, Jericho, Marcus, Soldaya.

They were wiping their wands and checking their wand sets as if they were about to go to war.

Marcus went even further, sticking his head inside his large suitcase as if there were beautiful women inside.

Meanwhile, in William's office, Scabbers the rat had transformed back into Peter Pettigrew.

He was holding a magic wand.

Sirius's wand.

After being killed by Voldemort, the wand was given to Peter Pettigrew by Voldemort.

"My great master~"

Peter Pettigrew knelt down before William and looked up.

His lewd face was filled with fanaticism.

"I will use this wand to bring you back to life!"

(Fifth update, more tomorrow)