The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Chapter 509 Snake Demon, I need your help in my cultivation!

"Do these names sound familiar to you?" Moriarty asked Lilith.

"Please, how would I know?" Lilith shrugged. "But I'll investigate."

A serious expression appeared on his face.

"The remnants of the old era should all be stuffed into coffins."

Lilith waved her hand, exuding a powerful aura.

however.

Moriarty rejected Lilith's idea.

"No, it's not advisable to conduct an investigation lightly."

"The enemy is in the open, while we are in the shadows."

"Believe it or not, after Gamp returns to London, anyone who appears around us could be Gamp's eyes and ears."

Moriarty gave Lilith a meaningful look.

"Think about you and me."

"Just think how fast our power has grown?"

"And how long did it take? Four years!"

"Four years is enough time for us to carve up important departments of the Ministry of Magic."

"Let alone Gampo?"

"Gamp ushered in and dominated an era."

"We must not underestimate the power of the times."

Lilith's expression was unpredictable, a strand of hair falling down to cover half of her cheek.

She ignored it.

She was thinking and weighing her options.

"Tap, tap, tap..."

A soft footstep approached.

Narcissa walked into the living room wearing a tight-fitting bath towel.

Her hair was loose, and the spring-like feeling in her eyes lingered.

A pair of plump, long legs and arms were exposed.

Her skin was fair with a faint pinkish tinge.

"Honey, don't catch a cold."

Narcissa took a coat and draped it over Moriarty's shoulders.

Completely obedient.

Narcissa was like a young wife serving her husband.

This made Moriarty feel good.

Moreover, Narcissa never gets jealous or possessive.

After delivering the coat, he turned and left.

Lilith frowned slightly, her gaze fixed on Narcissa's lower abdomen.

If I'm not mistaken.

Is it a little raised?

Lilith immediately looked at Moriarty in surprise.

His tone betrayed his shock: "You gave Draco Malfoy a brother? Or a sister?"

Narcissa's legs gave way after taking only a few steps, and she covered her forehead with a bitter smile.

Moriarty coughed a few times: "What are you thinking? It's not that time yet."

"So, where are we now?"

Lilith's suspicious gaze lingered between Moriarty and Narcissa.

Narcissa's face turned as red as a ripe apple, and she slipped away with her legs tucked between her legs.

"Sniff, sniff."

Lilith suddenly sniffed, noticing a peculiar smell.

The taste of Moriarty.

He suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."

"I didn't expect the quantity to be so large." Lilith couldn't help but sneak a peek down at Moriarty's lower body.

"I've noticed you're getting more and more lewd."

Unable to resist Lilith's sparkling gaze, Moriarty got up and left.

Lilith followed behind, grinning, and said, "Maybe it's related to shapeshifting? I've been too busy to shapeshift lately, but there's a power brewing inside me. Who knows, it might burst out one day and devour you!"

As she spoke, she began to gesture wildly, her eyes as alluring as a snake woman's.

More like a hooligan.

Moriarty has never been afraid of anyone.

"I am the ancestor of snakes."

"You think your little tricks will work?"

"Little snake demon, I need your help to cultivate magic!"

"Hmm~ Don't come any closer."

Lilith was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she ran forward.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flew over their heads.

"The smell of a snake?"

Lilith's eyes rapidly transformed into snake-like pupils.

She smelled the scent of a snake on the shadowy figure.

Moriarty patted Lilith on the shoulder to signal her to relax.

"Don't be nervous, we're on the same side."

After saying that, he looked up at the ceiling.

"Tom, didn't I tell you to keep an eye on Ron?"

The shadowy figure revealed its face; it was Tom Riddle.

"I've come to tell you that Ron is going to Egypt, and if you don't act quickly, he'll already be out of the English Channel."

"What's going on?" Moriarty frowned.

Tom recounted everything in detail.

It turns out that Ron's lustful addiction had relapsed.

This time it's stronger than ever before.

But the Weasleys aren't Hogwarts; they don't have little witches.

The only two witches are Mrs. Weasley and Ginny Weasley.

Ron couldn't possibly lay a hand on them—that would be too ruthless.

Voldemort had to resort to self-harm to stop the delusional Ron.

This also made Voldemort determined to lift the curse.

Go to Egypt!

Voldemort then left the Weasley family with the help of Barty Crouch Jr.

"Wait a minute," Lilith called out, "You mean Barty Crouch Jr.?"

"Yes, it's him." Tom nodded. "I do know this junior."

Lilith asked Moriarty, "How did he know Voldemort's soul was in Ron's body?"

"Who knows? Barty always manages to find Voldemort." Moriarty shrugged.

"These things are not important," Moriarty said, glancing at Tom and then at Lilith. "What's important is that we need to make a choice."

"To Egypt?"

"Or should I not go?"

"Go! Go to Egypt!" Lilith said immediately, raising her head with a joyful expression.

Nothing made Lilith happier than traveling with Moriarty.

Once a year.

Lilith couldn't wait.

When it was Tom's turn, he hesitated and said, "Um, well...didn't you say you'd send someone to infiltrate the Immortal Organization? I think I'll go to Japan instead."

Tom thought the night view was in Japan.

Moriarty shook his head, saying with a hint of regret, "Alright then, I'll consider what to do with the remnant of Voldemort's soul on Ron. I was originally planning to give it to you to fuse with."

He turned around and went to tidy up.

Lilith said we didn't need to bring too much.

She held up a small bag and said excitedly, "Look, here's everything I need for a trip! I've already prepared everything."

Alright, Moriarty didn't expose Lilith's little scheme and told Luke to prepare the transportation.

Tom, however, flew to Moriarty's side.

"Moriarty?"

He smiled slightly.

"I've changed my mind."

"Should I go too? Okay?"

Lilith raised an eyebrow, which looked more like a seductive smile.

Moriarty pushed Tom away. "Don't bother us."

Tom leaned closer again: "Head of the Slytherin family?"

"Hogwarts, you're the coolest!"

"You're the strongest in the magical world!"

Say what sounds nice.

But Tom was proud and arrogant and didn't know how to praise others; if he said it now, it would sound like a clown performing.

Lilith was amused and burst into a series of cheerful laughs.

Moriarty remained unmoved.

Ultimately, Tom was forced into a corner.

His face darkened, and he said reluctantly, "Uncle, please let Tom go to Egypt."

Moriarty smiled and said, "Sending you to the Weasley family was definitely the right decision, little Tom. You've learned your lesson after experiencing the warmth of a family."

Lilith was doubled over with laughter, lying on the sofa watching them.

Tom felt utterly humiliated.

But Voldemort's remnant soul—

It looks so tempting.

One more fragment of soul.

Tom would have a better chance of turning into a physical entity.

Instead of looking like a ghost now.

Moriarty, however, continued, "Tom's performance has shown me his growth—he can shoulder the responsibility of a family now, it's time for him to start a family."

"No," Tom refused without even thinking.

He knew Moriarty had ill intentions.

"You want to turn me into a stallion to produce offspring for your Slytherin clan?"

"NO!"

"I am the great Dark Lord!"

Tom proudly raised his face.

Moriarty, however, said to Lilith, "Myrtle is quite good for ghosts. Tom and Myrtle's union would be of great significance to wizards' research on ghosts."

Lilith couldn't hide the smile in her eyes, but she still managed to say in a serious tone, "Yes, that's right! Myrtle... is a good mother."

"You think so too? What about headless Nick? Even though he's a man, but..."

Moriarty was nagging like an old father worrying about his son's marriage.

"Hahahaha," Lilith couldn't help but laugh, "So you're not even asking about gender anymore?"

"It's too small; its scope is too narrow."

Moriarty made an "open" gesture. "Ghosts don't care about gender."

"Who says I don't care about gender?!"

Tom finally lost his temper.

"I care! I care, okay?"

"Myrtle is one thing, but what's with the headless Nick?!"

Seeing Tom's annoyed face, Moriarty and Lilith revealed expressions of triumph over their "scheme."

"So you don't dislike Myrtle anymore?"