The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Chapter 551 Hibiscus, You Are a Proud Rose

Gamp Manor.

Gamp and a large group of pure-blood wizards came out to greet Beauxbatons' team.

"When Little Lionheart told me that he would help me, I really couldn't believe it."

Gamp bowed politely to Lancelot.

"It's nothing, don't make our deal sound so friendly."

Lancelot spoke in a very formal and meticulous manner, and then performed a very complicated and ancient ritual.

Proper etiquette only exudes distance.

"Helping you is helping myself; we both understand that."

"Don't forget what you promised me, I brought them."

Lancelot winked at the carriage behind him, and the students from Beauxbatons timidly approached.

Gamp didn't seem to mind Lancelot's attitude at all. He opened his arms and warmly addressed the 20 Beauxbatons girls, including Fleur:

"Your new headmistress, Sir Lancelot, must have told you about her identity—a Knight of the Round Table."

Lancelot showed a disdainful expression upon hearing this, but Gamp continued speaking as if he hadn't noticed.

"That's right, King Arthur's Knights of the Round Table!"

"And the descendants of King Arthur, they are all on my side."

"I sincerely hope that you can join me in shouldering the burdens of this era!"

Gamp's sincere gaze swept across each girl's face, and everyone could feel his seriousness.

Furong stepped out from the group of girls, her cool eyes glaring at Ganpu.

She knew very well that the silver-haired dwarf wizard in front of her was her boyfriend's greatest enemy.

"Why us?"

Furong spoke in a cold tone.

"Why did you choose Beauxbatons as the magic school you control?"

"Ye Jingyu, who is in the same organization as you, once sent people to infiltrate the Japanese Magic School, the Magic Institute. He also wanted to control a school, but he failed."

Are you going to follow in his footsteps?

When Fu Rong stepped forward, everyone except Gan Pu was momentarily stunned.

Hibiscus's charm doesn't need to be shown; it's released effortlessly, like a passive skill.

Amos Diggory, standing behind Gamp, shouted, "She's Moriarty's girlfriend! We'd better arrest her!"

He actually meant to say "force Moriarty to comply" in the second half of his sentence, but feeling the gazes of old Pilivik, Ollivander, and others beside him, he didn't say it.

Gamp pretended not to hear his subordinate's words; he had already found out Furong's identity long ago.

"Ms. Delacour, I must first correct your statement."

"I don't want to control you, and I especially don't want to control the magic school."

Gamp glanced at the girls in Beauxbatons again.

"The reason we asked Sir Lancelot to oust Madam Maxim is because your old headmaster was hindering your development."

"The reason Sir Lancelot invited you to my manor is because I want to spread my ideas."

"Just like an old gardener carefully tending to his seeds, fertilizing, watering, and nurturing them, you are the flowers he has been waiting for!"

"What makes Beauxbatons unique is that it's the only all-girls school in the world!"

"You witches, you will all grow up, get married, and become mothers sooner or later."

Hearing him say that, many girls blushed.

"No one can ignore the power of a mother!"

"And no one has overlooked the power of maternal love!"

Riddle suddenly popped out from above the villa. "Hiss? Sounds like someone's dissing me?"

No one cares about him.

Gamp looked at the Beauxbatons girls as if they were budding flowers.

These girls will blossom and bear fruit, and will give birth to the next generation.

If only one of them would listen to Gamp's words and follow his ideas in life.

That girl's thoughts and actions will subtly influence her children, the next generation, and the generation after that...

Given the sheer number of girls in Beauxbatons, there's only going to be more and more like them.

"If I hadn't chosen to become a god, perhaps I could have become a great philosopher or thinker."

Gamp raised his head smugly, thinking that his plan to set up Beauxbatons was a stroke of genius.

The clever old Pilivik and the shrewd Ollivander quickly understood Gamp's intentions.

Unlike Moriarty, who sought to establish a new era, they were defenders of the old.

However, relying solely on their circle of interests to protect the old era will only lead to further decline, a point that Gamp also considered.

So Gamp began to sow the seeds of revolution and spread his ideas!

He extended an olive branch to Beauxbatons.

Some girls are already getting restless.

Following him seems like a good idea?

Even the descendants of King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table followed him.

Finally, with Gamp's encouraging gaze, someone took the first step.

Then came a second person, a third person…

"etc!"

Furong called out to her classmate.

A variety of emotions were directed at Furong.

Fleur clenched her fist. Facing what was likely the most powerful wizard in the magical world, Fleur's former pride and advantages vanished.

Instead, it was filled with tension and fear.

The bright moonlight shone on Hibiscus's shoulders, and Hibiscus murmured: Give me strength, Moriarty.

When Fleur and Moriarty parted, they made a pact that if they missed each other, they would look at the moon and think of one another.

After repeating it to herself several times, Furong mustered her courage.

"I don't know you, I've only heard that your name is Yurik Gamp."

"I will not follow you because of your power and strength."

"Because I simply cannot entrust myself, along with my cherished family and friends, to someone who places their hopes on a prophecy that promises eternal life!"

Furong almost shouted those words.

"Becoming a god is none of my business; it won't affect my life at all."

"I just want to live a good life with the people I love and the people who love me!"

Everyone stared blankly at Furong.

Her classmates seemed to have a new understanding of Furong.

Her former image as a pampered young lady, her irresistible charm, her elegant and elite wizard demeanor…

They've all disappeared.

They suddenly realized that Furong was just like them, an ordinary person, down-to-earth.

Knight Lancelot also gazed wistfully at Hibiscus.

Ollivander suddenly wanted to see Fleur's wand.

Old Pilivik applauded Furong in his heart.

He had actually wanted to criticize Gamp for a long time.

You said that you hadn't seen me for a long time, and the first thing you said when we met was that you wanted to become a god.

If you want to become a god, go cultivate. Or I can lend you and the Zhang family of Longhu Mountain a pill-refining furnace.

Why are you still out here causing trouble?

These are things I can only think about but not say, and sometimes I don't even dare to think about them.

Because Gamp is too strong.

Old Piliwick had seen Grindelwald, Dumbledore, and Voldemort, but the combined power of the three of them did not match the imposing presence Gump had instilled in him.

Sometimes old Pilivik even felt that Gamp had reached the level of a god in every way except for his lifespan, which was the same as that of a human!

Now, Furong's words struck a chord with old Pilivik.

Aside from Gamp, it seemed like everyone else felt the same way.

"Clap clap clap clap!"

The silence was broken by Gamp's applause.

"Did you all see that?"

"This is the power of a witch!"

"This is the power of maternal love!"

Gamp stared at Fleur and praised, "You will be an excellent mother in the future."

"Eh?" Furong blushed instantly.

What embarrassed her even more was what Gamp said next.

"As an opponent, I have to admit that Slytherin is really lucky."

Gump clicked his tongue and waved to the crowd. "Alright, everyone, it's late, please get some rest. The Ministry of Magic will take you to Hogwarts tomorrow."

"Consider what I and Ms. Delacour had to say."

After Gamp finished speaking, he left old Pilivik to take charge of the overall situation.

He transformed into a black vortex and disappeared into the night.

While Fleur shouted out her vision at the top of her lungs, Moriarty was sleeping in Hogwarts with Violet in his arms.

As if sensing something, he roared in his sleep and suddenly sat up.

"Huff, huff..."

Startled awake, Moriarty gasped for breath and composed himself.

Startled awake, Violet nestled against Moriarty's back, gently comforting him, "Did you have a nightmare, Master? This is truly the first time ever."

Violet was wearing only a small purple tank top, the soft fabric of which pressed against Moriarty's back, gradually calming him down.

Moriarty kissed Violet's forehead and hurriedly stood up: "I need to get some fresh air."

He wanted to go for a walk outside.

Come to think of it, it's been a long time since I've gone for a night out.

Hogwarts in fifth grade.

"I'll be graduating in two years."

Moriarty chuckled; he was actually a little reluctant to part with it.

(Happy New Year! Wishing you all the best! ~ Is there a New Year's bonus chapter? Of course... I'll post it in the group tonight.)

(End of this chapter)