The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Chapter 472 Black Island

Moriarty wanted to visit the site of the Azkaban escape.

"Nymph, you're coming with me."

"Alright~ I was just about to go check it out. I'll bring these Death Eaters to justice!"

Calling Tonks along was to use her identity as a cover for Moriarty's intention to go to Azkaban.

When you meet a wizard from the Ministry of Magic, you can say that Moriarty accompanied Tonks.

Moriarty and Tonks acted very quickly, arriving in Azkaban before Fudge.

They were received by Rufus Scrimgeour, the Auror's Chief of Staff.

Tonks kept looking around.

Directly in front of us was a black prison, with a large hole in the wall of the top floor.

"This is my first time in Azkaban. The sky is black, the land beneath my feet is black rock, and the sea is black too. Are there no other colors here? I really can't imagine what kind of life the Aurors stationed in Azkaban lead."

"Two Aurors are dead here," Rufus Scrimgeour shouted, his eyes blazing with rage. "The Flashback Curse indicates they died from the Cruciatus Curse!"

"I'm ready to avenge my colleagues!" Tonks said firmly.

"I guarantee that day will come," Rufus Scrimgeour said, then looked at Moriarty: "So, Mr. Slytherin, what do you see?"

He stared sharply at Moriarty, having noticed Moriarty's uniqueness during the Five Schools League.

Moriarty smiled politely: "I'm just here to accompany my girlfriend; let's leave this to the professionals."

Upon closer inspection, Moriarty discovered that the wall had been breached from the outside by a powerful dark magic spell.

Moreover, the Dementors guarding Azkaban did not stop this outsider!

As the newspapers reported, the outsiders released the Death Eaters and escaped.

Moriarty wouldn't tell the authorities these clues; he would tell Lockhart when Lockhart returned.

Moriarty was almost certain that the outsider was Voldemort.

But where did Voldemort come from?

Moriarty pondered as he walked to the back of Azkaban, where the eerie atmosphere was even more pronounced.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Footprints appeared on the ground where the boots had been, and Moriarty picked up a smear of sand and examined it carefully.

"Hmm? The smell of the sea?"

Moriarty possesses water elemental magic and is extremely sensitive to seawater.

Although the island is in the sea, it has real land and rocks.

Why does it smell like the sea?

It wouldn't be surprising if it were just the rising tide, but the sand in Moriarty's hand had absorbed the magic of the water element and was constantly wriggling in his palm.

"This place is interesting."

Moriarty glanced meaningfully at the land beneath his feet.

Almost every wizard knows Azkaban, but few know about the island where Azkaban is located.

When Moriarty brought Neville to Azkaban last time, he noticed something was amiss.

This visit has confirmed the anomaly.

There's something strange about this island!

"Moriarty, Moriarty?"

"Mr. Slytherin? Mr. Slytherin?"

The shouts of Tonks and Rufus Scrimgeour could be heard from afar.

The sound grew louder as it approached, and Tonks, Rufus Scrimgeour, and several Aurors walked toward Moriarty.

"Phew, thank you Merlin!"

Rufus Scrimgeour visibly relaxed upon seeing Moriarty.

"Mr. Slytherin, what brings you here? This is a favorite gathering place for Dementors."

The Auror leader waved his hand, urging Moriarty and Tonks to leave.

"Oh? The Dementors' favorite place. Shouldn't their favorite place be Azkaban's graveyard?"

Moriarty knew that Azkaban had a cemetery—it didn't originally, but so many prisoners died there.

The Aurors in the prison built a cemetery specifically to bury those who died of despair.

The Auror leader shrugged and said, "The graveyard is, and so is this place, and Dementors—who knows?"

"Yes, yes, it's my favorite place."

Moriarty's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He took one last look at the place and walked out.

Returning to the front of Azkaban, Moriarty suddenly said, "Mr. Scrimgeour? Do you know the history of Azkaban?"

Scrimgeour found this strange, but still answered Moriarty's question seriously.

"After Damocles Roll was elected Minister of Magic in 1718, he insisted on using Azkaban as a prison. He believed that the Dementors on the island could serve as guards, saving time, money, and effort. Despite opposition, the plan was implemented."

Tonks exclaimed, "Does becoming a Ministry of Magic official mean memorizing a whole bunch of Ministry of Magic history? Oh my god! I'd rather be an Auror for life!"

Moriarty frowned slightly. "Even older? I mean, does Azkaban's history only go back to 1718?"

"What do you want to ask?" Scrimgeour stared directly at Moriarty with his lion-like eyes.

"Oh, relax, my director," Moriarty said with a smile. "I just suddenly remembered that Professor Binns didn't talk about the history of Azkaban, and I'm a little curious."

Tonks chimed in, "Yes, the students all say that if there's anything Professor Binns doesn't know, it's only the Death Veil of Azkaban and the Department of Mysteries."

Scrimgeour then lowered his guard and, after a moment's thought, said, "I have told you everything I know, Mr. Slytherin. The Minister is here; you should leave."

"As you wish, Director."

Moriarty smiled and linked arms with Tonks, preparing to Apparate.

Before leaving, Moriarty took one last, deep look at the island.

"What you know is only the history of Azkaban, but what I want to know is the history of this island!"

"Snapped!"

Moriarty and Tonks reappear in London.

The streets were bustling with traffic and people.

Tonks asked, "How did you get here? What do you want to buy?"

"Nothing to buy, just a date." Moriarty took Tonks' hand and began to show her around: "This is Shaftesbury Street, the neighborhood where London's theaters are located."

Are you sure they won't call the police?

Tonks nervously noticed the strange looks being cast at Moriarty by the people around him.

Because Moriarty was wearing a wizard's robe.

No, darling.

Moriarty very naturally took off his robe, revealing a white suit underneath, which caused a gasp from the crowd.

With his strikingly handsome face and tall, dashing figure, he looked like a prince straight out of a fairy tale, accentuated by his impeccably tailored suit.

They immediately became the focus of attention on the street.

"Let's go, my nymph."

Moriarty, holding Tonks' hand, walked into the largest theater amidst applause and admiring glances.

The theater had prepared a special program for Christmas, and they didn't come out until noon.

Actually, it was Hermione who told Moriarty about this place.

Ever since Hermione accidentally became a catgirl, she has maintained a close relationship with Moriarty.

Moriarty wasn't so eager to find an 11-year-old girl, so they were pen pals for now, exchanging letters and sharing their feelings from time to time.

Hermione said her parents often took her to Shaftesbury Street to see plays.

Unfortunately, Hermione and her family also came today.

To make matters worse, Hermione and her family had lunch at the same restaurant as Moriarty!

In the afternoon, Moriarty and Tonks went home, and Luke hurriedly brought them a newspaper.

"The Daily Prophet again? What kind of magic potion did their editors take today? Three copies a day?"

Moriarty chuckled, picked up the newspaper, glanced at it a few times, and then rubbed his chin.

"Oh? Lucius Malfoy is married to Lady Sabine! Sabine Manor is now renamed Malfoy Manor!"

Moriarty put down his newspaper and saw that all the women in the house had arrived and were sitting on the sofa, looking like they had something to say.

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