The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Chapter 518 Using the Eye of Time to Gaze at the Sacred Relic (510)

"What is a Grey Wizard?"

Lilith blinked.

She knew about the dark wizard.

I've also heard people mention the name "White Wizard".

The term "dark wizard" has been around for a long time, while "white wizard" is a name that arose with the advent of Dumbledore.

When Lilith was a child, officials from the Ministry of Magic visited old Pilivik.

She overheard the officials privately referring to Dumbledore as the "White Devil."

They were practically comparing Dumbledore to Voldemort, the Dark Lord.

And those who followed Dumbledore.

Moody, McGonagall, the Porters, the Longbottoms, Lupin...

He can be called a White Wizard.

This was the first time Lilith had ever heard of a "Grey Wizard".

And it was heard from Moriarty himself.

It should be noted that Moriarty never remembered nobodies.

The Grey Wizard ignited Lilith's curiosity.

Moriarty saw that Soldaya also looked expectant and smiled before saying a word.

Things in this world are not simply black and white.

"Those of you who were born into large families probably understand this more easily and accept it more readily than others."

"White wizards rarely kill another wizard; they refuse to punish others with death, even enemies."

"For example, our Auror—"

Moriarty looked over at the anti-black squad members, who were tying up all the prisoners.

"And those people from the Order of the Phoenix."

"But black wizards are different."

"Like Voldemort gathering a large group of pure-blood wizards and doing whatever he pleased in the wizarding world..."

"This is an extremely rare phenomenon."

"Most dark wizards in the world are constantly being killed and hunted, and they are forced to flee and live in poverty."

"Dark wizards will do anything to survive."

"You know the law," Moriarty said to Lilith, "but the deeds and experiences of dark wizards are far more fascinating than any criminal record you know!"

Lilith and Sordaya fell silent.

As rational as Lilith was, she gradually came to understand the deeper meaning behind Moriarty's words.

Voldemort had a huge impact on England.

When wizards mention dark wizards, the first thing that comes to mind is Voldemort.

In reality, dark wizards are a group.

Generation after generation, continuing uninterrupted.

As long as wizards exist.

There must be a dark wizard!

Voldemort was an exception within the dark wizarding community.

If we compare the dark wizard to a vast ocean...

Voldemort was at best the biggest wave in the ocean.

Who knew that after this wave crashed down...

Will there be more and bigger waves?

Lilith raised her head, her eyes showing a hint of seriousness.

"Then, what about the Grey Wizard?"

Moriarty nodded and continued.

"Due to the special nature of dark wizards, they cannot show themselves—no one wants to entrust their life to someone else."

"This makes it impossible for dark wizards to make trades. The money they need most is very difficult to obtain."

"At this point, a group of middlemen came into being."

"Initially, middlemen were only popular among the dark wizard community."

"This kind of person adheres to principles and values ​​commitments."

"Act in accordance with contracts to safeguard transactions."

"They are responsible for ensuring the safety of both parties in a transaction, or simply acting as intermediaries for one party in the transaction."

"Later on, the wizards realized that it was a waste to use middlemen only among the dark wizarding community."

At this point, Moriarty smiled.

"Then, the middleman began to contact the White Wizard."

"Aurors, officials, pure-blood families, professors, students..."

"The appearance of the middleman created a connection between the white wizards and the black wizards."

"Gradually, the wizards also began to regard these middlemen as their agents."

"They are called Grey Wizards."

"That is, the wizard between black and white."

Lilith nodded slowly, seemingly lost in thought.

"I'll mention the name of a grey wizard you've surely heard of," Moriarty said with a smile.

"Mundungus Fletcher".

"It's him!"

"Lilith exclaimed, an image of a wizard with short, bow-legged legs and a stubble beard flashing through her mind."

Justice and the law have dealt with Mundungus when they were gathering evidence.

Lilith remembers.

"That's right."

Moriarty said with certainty.

"Mundungus is a grey wizard, which is why Dumbledore trusts him."

"Of course, Mundungus is just an insignificant grey wizard."

"He has no access to the deals with the leader of the largest werewolf group in Great Britain."

Moriarty added a sentence to himself.

"Not to mention, the Black Heart is connected to the Immortal Organization. That gray-robed old wizard must have some connection with the Immortal Organization."

Lockhart.

Moriarty instructed, "Say goodbye to the Egyptians, and let's return home as soon as possible."

Lockhart obediently carried out the order, and Soldaya took Fenrir with him.

Only Moriarty, Lilith, and the Egyptian princess remain.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Moriarty nodded in thanks. "I will never forget the contributions made by the Egyptian sorcerer."

"I'm glad to hear you say that."

For the first time, the Egyptian princess's tone was filled with joy.

"Through the Eye of Time, I saw some fragments that might be helpful to you."

She stretched out her hand, her eyes fixed on her palm.

"Whoosh!"

A flash of white light.

A badge appeared in his palm.

The princess handed the badge to Moriarty: "The Black Griffin Clan emblem. I saw that the Grey Wizard had one. It seems to be imbued with powerful magic. Mine is just a sample."

Moriarty took the family crest and examined it carefully.

Lilith also leaned over to take a look, slightly tiptoeing.

Black Griffin.

Moriarty rubbed his thumb back and forth on the badge.

The Griffin, undoubtedly a legendary creature.

It is a magical creature of the same level as the phoenix and the dragon.

They generally play a positive role in mythology and also have another name.

"Holy Light Golden Griffin!"

"But the one we have is a Black Griffin."

Moriarty gripped the badge tightly and put it away.

"Things are getting more and more interesting."

A smile curled at the corner of his lips.

Lilith slowly moved her gaze from the family crest to Moriarty's profile.

"Your Highness, I've suddenly had an idea."

"Moriarty said excitedly."

"You just said that the Eye of Time can be used?"

The princess nodded: "With the power of the sun god, I can activate these eyes that can see the past, present, and future."

"Could you please examine the fire elemental relic for me?"

This was Moriarty's sudden inspiration.

Perhaps the princess can see this!

"You'll know once you try it."

The princess said calmly.

Those emotionless eyes blinked slightly.

A glint appeared in his eyes.

Thousands of faint streaks of light surrounded the bright light.

Moriarty and Lilith held their breath, immersing themselves in the Eye of Time.

So beautiful!

"The allure of time..."

Moriarty bit his lip, a rare occurrence for him, his thoughts drifting far away.

The next second, the princess closed her eyes.

Moriarty and Lilith also snapped out of their immersive experience.

"I see—"

The princess's voice sounded weary.

"A big tree."

"The tree is on fire."

There were many birds in the tree, so many.

Moriarty blinked. Was that it?

The princess opened her eyes and wrapped herself in linen again.

They turned back into those same dark eyes.

"The fire elemental relic contains incredibly powerful magic."

"I can only see these superficial symbols."

After the princess finished speaking, she walked into the pyramid.

"OK, thank you again."

After Moriarty finished speaking, he also walked outside.

"Don't forget to take care of Ron."

The princess's voice came from behind.

Moriarty smiled and said to Lilith, who was standing there in a daze, "Let's go home."

He was pondering the three sentences the princess had said.

"Big tree."

"on fire."

"There are many birds in the tree."

As Moriarty stepped out of the pyramid, he noticed the sun gradually setting in the west.

Before we knew it, dusk had fallen.

The setting sun shines on the top of the pyramid.

It casts triangular shadows.

The Death Eaters were temporarily placed there, and occasionally a ray of the setting sun would shine on their faces, which they would instinctively avoid.

Seeing this, Lilith sighed, "Twilight, Death Eaters... the curtain has fallen."

From now on, Voldemort can be resurrected.

But he no longer had any subordinates.

Moriarty turned to face the setting sun, letting the fiery sunlight shine upon him.

Through the setting sun, Moriarty seemed to see phoenixes taking flight amidst the flames.

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