The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Chapter 510 The Advantage Lies With Me!

Moriarty and Lilith rode two Night Chicks, flying swiftly through the night sky.

At this moment, Tom floated beside Moriarty, acting as a navigator through his connection with Voldemort's remnant soul.

This strange combination was spotted over the English Channel by the people in the Office that Forbids the Abuse of Magic.

They reported it without hesitation. The ruling family had already received Old Pilivik's letter and would no longer give Moriarty the green light.

Upon receiving the news, Dolores Umbridge, who was in charge of the minister's office, excitedly headed towards the minister's office.

Recently, Fudge has been arriving at the Ministry of Magic ahead of time, and the ruling family, at Gump's behest, has begun to make contact with him.

At 6 o'clock, Fudge had already brewed some black tea in his office.

"Darling!" Umbridge burst into the minister's office, grinning wickedly, waving the intelligence report in her hand.

"Guess what I received? That guy from Slytherin flew across the English Channel and went abroad."

"Dolores," Fudge glared at him reproachfully, "how many times have I told you to call me 'Minister' in the ministry?"

There's no one else here.

Umbridge clung to Fudge.

Say it in a sickeningly sweet voice:

"My dear, Minister~"

Fudge fell for this act, and a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes.

But then, as if remembering something, he shook his head, took the intelligence report, and read it over.

Fudge frowned. "Is the Office for Prohibiting the Abuse of Magic sending you messages again? They're quick."

"This shows that the minister's power has become greater," Umbridge said with a smile.

She used to be in charge of this department, and after Fudge came to power, she was promoted to the minister's office as Fudge's secretary.

Now Umbridge just wants to please Fudge to gain more influence.

"Hehe." Fudge chuckled to himself, thinking to himself that women really are all talk and no action.

This clearly shows that the words of the powerful family had an effect.

It was only a few days ago that Fudge learned that the first Minister of Magic had actually come back to life.

And after this person was resurrected, the ruling family immediately jumped to this person.

Moriarty was abandoned by the ruling family!

As for himself, Fudge saw it clearly; he was merely being pushed to the forefront to serve as a mascot.

Fudge readily accepted this.

"Moriarty treated me as a mascot in the spotlight, and so did Gamp."

"Of course I'll listen to the one who's more powerful!"

Fudge was even somewhat smug.

"I laugh at Moriarty's lack of wisdom."

"I laugh at Gamp's lack of strategy."

"No matter how powerful and influential they are, they still need me to act as their mascot!"

"Fight all you want, I'm still the Minister of Magic!"

"My magical skills are inferior to yours, so what?"

"As long as your ambitions remain hidden."

"I am the Minister of Magic forever!"

"The advantage is in my hands!"

Fudge, somewhat smugly, put his arm around Umbridge's barrel-shaped waist.

Fudge's gaze fell on Umbridge, and he was itching to make a move.

While Fudge was fooling around in the office, the intelligence had already reached Gamp.

Gamp was with the Pilivik family at this time.

"Xiao Jia".

Gamp cast a questioning look at old Pilivik.

"Aren't you worried at all that Lilith went abroad with Moriarty?"

Old Pilivik said angrily, "My granddaughter's all grown up now, I can't control her anymore!"

"Aren't you worried that Lilith will bring back a little Slytherin for you when she returns home?"

Gamp didn't understand old Pilivik's ideas.

That's your own granddaughter.

She went abroad with a playboy!

Through Night View's description of Moriarty, Gampo portrays Moriarty as a lecherous playboy.

Gamp didn't care.

Anyway, I don't have a daughter.

There was no granddaughter either.

But old Pilivik is different.

Gamp was a tolerant leader who didn't mind the Pilivik family hedging their bets.

However, he cares a lot about his subordinates.

Old Pilivik was distracted by Lilith and Moriarty's relationship problems, which prevented him from doing his job properly.

This is something Gampo doesn't want to see.

Ultimately, Gamp was still thinking of himself.

however.

Old Pilivik had no worries at all.

You should know that Lilith secretly ran away to Athens with Moriarty during her first-year summer vacation.

Nothing happened between the two of them.

The two of them were in a hurried, businesslike state at the moment, so how could anything possibly happen?

Old Pilivik fooled Gamp.

He stated, "Judging from the direction he's heading, it's not hard to see that Moriarty intends to go to Africa. Where he's going—I really can't figure out why."

Gamp was also puzzled.

In his eyes, African sorcerers were descendants of slaves.

During his ten-year tenure, Gampo did not develop any organizations promoting immortality in Africa.

The Immortal Organization's influence extends throughout the world.

Europe, Asia, and the Americas.

In the Arctic Ocean at the Earth's North Pole, there is also a giant like Ace guarding the black coffin.

Africa is the only country not considered.

"African natives are ignorant, lowly, stupid as pigs, and filthy as dung."

This was Gamp's assessment at the first meeting of the Immortal Organization.

In his view, Moriarty was a carbon copy of himself.

Moriarty's trip to Africa undoubtedly lowered his prestige and made him seem less sophisticated.

"Let him be."

Gamp crumpled the intelligence he was delivering into a ball of waste paper.

"Maybe it's just a playboy who got tired of white girls and wanted a change of pace."

Gamp deliberately joked that Moriarty's trip abroad clearly showed he didn't take it seriously.

But he didn't know.

Another wizard who went to Africa was Ron Weasley, a descendant of whom he called the "Red Dragon".

Old Pilivik sneered inwardly, saying that he would suffer the consequences of looking down on Africa.

After spending a few days together, old Pilivik also discovered it.

Gamp is indeed a qualified leader.

In his struggle against Moriarty, Gamp never made the basic mistake of underestimating his opponent.

However, Gamp suffers from a common ailment stemming from his ancient lineage.

discriminate.

The deep-seated prejudice against Africa is something that Gump, who lived through the glorious era of the British Empire and single-handedly created the Ministry of Magic system, can never erase.

Just as Yoru no Kageyu was unwilling to kill the Japanese, yet could blurt out "kill all the Chinese."

One is discrimination ingrained in one's very being.

One is a deep-seated covetousness.

To some extent, the relationship between Gan Pu and Ye Jingyu, master and apprentice, was seemingly destined by fate.

But old Pilivik knew all too well that Africa was chaotic and unruly, and that a wizard born in such an environment was like raising a venomous insect!

This phenomenon is also evident in the Quidditch national team – Moriarty was aware of it as well.

Old Pilivik dutifully reminded him, "African sorcerers generally possess secret arts, and their curses are more like monstrous insects crawling out of garbage dumps, carrying a deadly infectious power."

Gamp scoffed: "Speaking of curses, I know a wizard—I dare say, if Death were to come, he could give Death a death curse."

"..."

Old Pilivik was speechless for a moment, but a storm was raging in his heart.

Gamp never brags!

"Little Ja," Gamp said casually, fiddling with the ring on his hand, "I know you value Moriarty."

"Compared to Moriarty's elemental magic, I think what's more terrifying about Moriarty is his ability to foresee the future."

At this point, Gamp narrowed his eyes slightly, abandoning his casual demeanor and becoming serious and earnest.

"This ability is what makes our struggle against him the most difficult."

"So what if he goes to Africa now?"

"Do you think you can overthrow us by hoping for a little help from the natives?"

"Hahaha," Gamp displayed his arrogant side for the first time in front of his subordinates, "What the natives couldn't do hundreds of years ago, can we do now?"

"This world is ultimately in the hands of people like us."

"Those insects should just stay in the soil."

"Whatever Moriarty does in Africa."

"The ruling family has submitted."

"The pure-blood family returns to its roots."

"The Immortal Organization is rising again."

"Faced with someone like me, Moriarty has already lost the initiative in the struggle."

"The advantage is in my hands!"

Gamp glanced smugly at the dazed old Pilivik.

A flash of black light, and it vanished before old Pilivik's eyes.

There was silence in the room.

It took a long time for old Pilivik to sigh softly.

"So you're one of those people who don't believe the sun will set..."

For the first time, old Pilivik's usually bright eyes became cloudy.

Long-forgotten memories flooded my mind.

More than two hundred years ago.

Gamp entered Queen Elizabeth's palace.

No one knows what they talked about.

All I know is that the Ministry of Magic was established after Gump came out.

Under the Ministry of Magic's administration, wizards gradually adapted to the Law of Secrecy.

At that time, old Pilivik was still a child who had not yet started school.

Today it is today.

Old Pilivik finally began to understand.

Gump's establishment of the Ministry of Magic was, in a way, a compromise with Muggles.

Gamp himself was, in a sense, a member of that British Empire on which the sun never sets.

"Perhaps Lilith's belief in the supremacy of wizards is right."

Old Pilivik suddenly had this idea.

His gaze was fixed on the distance.

It seems that Moriarty and Lilith can be seen.

At this moment, Moriarty and Lilith were surprisingly doing well.

They caught up with Ron and Barty Crouch Jr.!

Tom said they were rejecting Voldemort's growing power, which Moriarty initially didn't believe.

Until he saw a flying car.

Everything became taken for granted.

Because Ron escaped in Arthur Weasley's flying car!

How could a car fly over Ye Qi?

Tom was extremely excited; Voldemort's remnant soul was like a delicious cake, right in front of him!

Ron's face turned extremely ugly in the car.

"Barty, how much longer until we reach Egypt?" Voldemort roared.

Ron, that idiot, knows absolutely nothing about geography! He relied entirely on the guidance of the brilliant little Barty along the way.

"Master!" Little Barty's eyes blazed with madness. "Why should we run? Two little kids who're still in school, we should kill them!"

Voldemort's hand trembled, and he almost threw the steering wheel off.

You have no idea how terrifying Moriarty is!

But Little Barty hates Lilith for exposing him, and when he sees Lilith chasing after him, he desperately wants revenge.

"Master!" Little Barty gave a strange smile. "Please turn around, Master."

"There were only two of them and a ghost, while I was with my master!"

"The advantage is on our side!"

(End of this chapter)