The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Chapter 542 Prefect Lalpo

Jericho was startled by Moriarty's gaze, and realizing the seriousness of the situation, he said in a deep voice, "The new prefect of the fifth year in Slytherin is Ralpo."

"He's in the carriage right now, and lots of people are congratulating him," Jericho gestured toward the Hogwarts Express.

Soldaya pointed out: "For some reason, a group of people suddenly appeared overnight, but most of them were lower-grade students, while the upper-grade students were still on our side."

Hearing their words, Moriarty understood.

Yesterday's story of the origami cranes delivering messages to Haierbo, today's new prefect, Larbo.

Helbo and Larbo must have a close connection.

It might even be the same person!

Moriarty suddenly looked up and gazed out a window of the Hogwarts Express.

There was a figure there, waving at Moriarty.

"It's Larpo." Moriarty squinted. "Let's go and say hello to the new prefect."

"Heh heh," Jericho smirked, "Lalpo doesn't think that becoming a prefect makes him the head of Slytherin, or even a representative of Hogwarts, does he?"

"How about we play a prank?" the Weasley twins joked.

"I think that's necessary."

"We solemnly swear that we are not targeting the new prefect, but are merely testing our newly invented gadgets."

George and Fred started their antics again, making their stance clear in a comedic style.

Unlike Arthur Weasley, who secretly reminded Moriarty, the twins had openly sided with Moriarty.

Although Moriarty is currently under pressure, investing has always been risky, and the twins have always been bold yet meticulous, adept at spotting opportunities.

Unlike their own brother Ron, who was a fool, they weren't jealous of Moriarty's achievements and popularity with women.

Moreover, their pranks are just a facade; too many people see them as comedic clowns and overlook their power.

So far, the Weasley twins have gotten along quite well within the snake-dominated group.

The group boarded the train in a grand procession.

In the aisles and private rooms, students of all grades, both upper and lower, lowered their heads, not daring to look Moriarty in the eye.

Moriarty's discipline during his fourth year had already established a strong sense of collective honor among the four houses of Hogwarts, as well as his own prestige.

Even if they received orders from their families not to help Moriarty, they would not stand up and fight him.

The real challenger is approaching Moriarty.

It was Larpo.

Moriarty understood everything when he saw him.

Larbo is undoubtedly Helbo!

The same white hair, and the same bright green at the temples.

They both have yellow eyes and light-colored skin.

Good heavens, Larpo is actually a humanoid Horcrux!

Moriarty couldn't help but marvel that his roommate was actually a Horcrux!

He spent four years living and working with a Horcrux!

Larpo, you've kept it well hidden!

Moriarty and Larpo stopped simultaneously in front of a private box, each followed by a large crowd.

The difference was that Moriarty's companions behind him were amazed by Larpo's transformation.

Larpo's companions behind him lowered their heads guiltily, their faces filled with entanglement and unease.

"Cedric!" Soldaya stared intently at Cedric opposite him.

He never expected that his friend, who had fought alongside him against the Death Eaters just a few months ago, would turn against him.

Cedric glanced at Soldaya with a pained expression. He didn't want to stand against his friend, nor did he want to stand behind Moriarty's enemies.

However, Cedric's father gave Cedric a strict order, requiring him to obey Larpo.

Similar situations occurred with other people around Cedric, such as Keith, Draco, Pansy, Nott, Daphne, Sabine…

They were mostly lower-grade students, mainly snakes and eagles.

Daphne held Astoria's hand, and the two sisters stood at the back, looking at Moriarty through the backs of their heads.

Astoria blinked, lost in thought.

"Let's talk, Chief?"

Larpo suddenly laughed, breaking the silence of the standoff.

He opened the door to the private room, and Moriarty and he went inside, sitting opposite each other.

Larpo sized up Moriarty for a moment before starting a conversation.

"I originally planned to lie low for a few more years, but Gamp told me, 'You've made your move.'"

"Gamp used the political resources and connections of his family of rulers throughout history to barely manage to hold his own against you in Europe."

"He said you still have the support of the Americas and China, so in terms of power, he can't shake you."

Larpo's tone carried a hint of admiration.

"As your classmate and roommate, I've witnessed your rise, and I admit you're amazing."

"That year I created my first Horcrux at an altar in ancient Greece, and from that moment I swore I would live forever!"

"If you didn't have the Ice Moon Necklace and hadn't gotten involved in the struggle for the elemental relics, I would be your roommate and classmate, cheering for you and being proud of you just like everyone else."

"But you're caught in the middle of it all; you're blocking our path to godhood."

"I regret to inform you that I have no choice but to eliminate you."

Larpo's tone grew increasingly fierce, and his gaze toward Moriarty was incredibly malevolent.

Like a venomous snake, it has locked onto its prey.

Moriarty understood what Larpo meant; it was similar to what he had thought.

Gamp and he could not determine a winner if they continued to fight.

At this point, the only way to completely eliminate the enemy is to start a war!

Helbo was thus awakened by Gamp.

"What I want to know is, is Larbo the real Helbo, or just an avatar?"

Moriarty stated bluntly that he was certain Larpo would tell him at this point.

Larpo said nonchalantly, "It's the original body. Every hundred years, I change to a different person to act as my Horcrux."

"People like Chilpo, Gulpo, and Merpo... they might be wizards or Muggles. Perhaps they've entered Hogwarts, perhaps Durmstrang, perhaps the Muggle government, perhaps a Muggle corporation..."

"In terms of physical body, Herpo died long ago. But Herpo's soul continues to this day; everyone is Herpo."

"You should have realized that by now."

Larpo changed his posture, leaning forward with his arms on his knees, his hands clasped together to support his chin, his snake-like eyes staring straight at Moriarty.

"Don't compare my Horcruxes to Voldemort's half-baked Horcruxes; mine are the most perfect."

"You change bodies every hundred years and begin a new life. Your greatest strength lies not in your Horcruxes, but in the power you have accumulated throughout your lives," Moriarty remarked with a sigh.

Now, Larbo not only possesses the magic of Helbo, but also the knowledge, spells, and experience learned from the Horcruxes of past generations…

Moriarty was facing more than just the most despicable Herpo.

Instead, it is a monster that combines wizards and Muggles, magic and technology, capable of fighting and killing while also understanding human relationships, possessing both the unfathomable depth of an ancient wizard and the mind of a modern human!

This person also learned spells from 11 magic schools around the world and mastered the knowledge and technology of world-renowned universities.

Even if Larpo were to launch a nuclear missile and land on the moon alone, Moriarty wouldn't be surprised at all.

Moriarty was certain that Lalpo had reached the level of a legendary archmage and had forged a unique path in magic.

Although Helbo is a dark wizard, it doesn't stop him from pursuing magic in his own way.

At this moment, Moriarty had already placed Lalpo on par with the Four Great Masters; they were all mages of the same level.

Strictly speaking, Helpo is closer to a pure ancient wizard. He is engrossed in magic and indifferent to others and the world.

Magic is the ultimate pursuit of these people, but unfortunately, for some reason their goal has become godhood.

Moriarty and Larpo can only be mortal enemies.

The train, "Quacha," rattled along the road, heading towards Hogwarts.

Moriarty and Larpo both looked out at the fields through the car windows.

It's just like the calm before a storm.

The roommates are about to start a fight.

Larpo also cheered for Moriarty, and was a willing and fanatical admirer of Moriarty.

In the pursuit of magic, Lalpo was Moriarty's predecessor, and his mastery of Parseltongue and Basilisk might even surpass Moriarty's.

This situation left both of them with mixed feelings.

"Once we get to the school, we'll begin," Lalpo yawned, saying with great interest, "You and Gump will fight in the wizarding world, and I'll outwit and outmaneuver you at Hogwarts."

"For allowing me and Gamp to join forces, I'd call you the second strongest!"

"Oh? Who's number one?" Moriarty said with amusement.

"Sigh, I have so many Horcruxes, but not all of them can live to be 100 years old. Some of them will die young." Larpo shrank back fearfully. "That guy gave Gamp and me a real hard time! I dare not say, I dare not say."

Moriarty wondered if such a thing truly existed.

With Gamp and Larpo teaming up, even if Moriarty brings in Dumbledore and Grindelwald, a three-on-two fight would at best result in a draw.

If we could just find this person, wouldn't things be much easier?

Seeing through Moriarty's thoughts, Larpo snorted, "Don't even think about it. He's someone you can only look up to!"

"Besides, why do you think I and Gamp would appear before you unscathed after getting into trouble?"

Larpo flashed a smug smile.

(End of this chapter)