The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Everyone looked at Moriarty, a man who knew perfectly well the true nature of the Triwizard Tournament, and they all had one thought in mind:

Is it that fast?

Is Gamp's faction about to take action against Moriarty's faction so soon?

Those who were unaware of what had happened were all younger students, who had heard Professor Diana speak.

Although I haven't seen it myself, hearing it from the new principal means it can't be too bad.

The younger students, forming a spectator crowd, eagerly awaited the arrival of the new professor.

The older students, especially the girls, looked somewhat uncomfortable.

No matter how outstanding Diana was, her presence would subject all women to unbridled attacks.

At the Gryffindor table, Draco asked Wood, who Professor Diana was.

The latter did not look too good.

In front of his seniors and juniors, could Wood say that Professor Diana was someone who could make them pale in comparison?

In order to find a partner in the future, Wood decided to keep quiet.

"Professor Diana is a very nice person," Wood thought for a moment and decided to give Draco a little pointer. He had seen that Draco was also among the crowd supporting Gump. "Don't overthink it, just listen to me."

Draco hated being treated like a child, so he turned his head away in a huff, waiting for Moriarty's reply.

After a moment, Moriarty said, "Are you an idiot?"

Knight Lancelot's face immediately turned cold, though it was already quite cold.

With a "whoosh," the knight principal stood up.

The two elderly principals standing nearby were startled by the table-flipping gesture.

"Snap!"

The sound of a sword being drawn rang out, and only then did people notice that the knight principal had a longsword hanging at his waist.

The sword was very, very long, almost the height of a newborn toddler.

Knight Lancelot raised his longsword to his cheek and said to Moriarty, "Mr. Slytherin, you know my identity and beliefs. To insult a Lancelot to his face will only result in a duel with me!"

Upon hearing the word "duel," Lionheart on the Lionhead's desk seemed to have some Arthurian gene in his blood activated, and as if he had taken ecstasy, he shouted, "Duel! Duel!"

All that's missing is the sword that's been drawn from the lake.

Moriarty glanced at Lancelot's knight's sword with disdain.

How could he possibly be led by the nose?

"You have a problem with me calling you an idiot?"

"With the issuance of the Higher Education Decree, who will dare to recommend talented individuals to schools?"

"Umbridge is so adorable, and now she has the power to dismiss professors. She uses both kindness and strictness; who would dare teach under her nose?"

"Diana must have been out of her mind to come to school."

"You can't even understand this much, yet you want to be a school principal!"

Moriarty seemed possessed by Snape, constantly spewing venom from his mouth.

Snape, sitting on the professor's bench, stroked his chin. "Fine, he's mastered the essence of his sarcastic remarks."

Meanwhile, Umbridge, standing to the other side, had a dreamy look in her eyes, lost in the pleasant fantasy of being called cute by a handsome guy.

Many people almost vomited upon seeing this scene. Umbridge, that pink toad, is cute? She doesn't deserve the word "cute" at all.

Can't you tell that they're being sarcastic?

They deserve to be puppets, puppets for life.

Fudge did want to remind Umbridge, but he didn't dare.

Fouché was quite self-aware, but another minister, von Wie, slammed his fist on the table in anger.

"Moriarty! Don't be so arrogant!"

Minister Feng Wei's feud with Moriarty stemmed primarily from a chance incident three years prior.

At that time, Moriarty slapped the Auror of the French Ministry of Magic hard in the face. It involved vampires, so the level of secrecy was very high.

Those within the circle all know that Feng Wei and Capel suffered a loss, but those outside the circle don't.

For those who are involved in certain circles, sometimes the worst thing is that people within the circle know about something while people outside the circle don't.

For years, Feng Wei had been unable to hold his head high among European nobles, so when the Gamp faction contacted him, he quickly threw himself into Gamp's arms.

Furthermore, it supported Knight Lancelot in securing his position as headmaster of Beauxbatons.

As puppets, Feng Wei wielded more power than Fuji.

At this moment, he finally found an opportunity to confront Moriarty.

It highlights the idiom of a fox borrowing the tiger's power.

"Times have changed, and the Slytherin family should adapt to the times. Some of the students at Beauxbatons should learn this lesson."

As Feng Wei spoke, he glanced at the students from Beauxbatons, a smug look on his face.

However, he didn't notice that when he said "times have changed," Gamp's expression stiffened slightly, as he was very sensitive to the "times."

Moriarty didn't care about any of that; he didn't even care about Feng Wei as a person.

However, Beauxbatons' students caught his attention.

Last year's Michaela Capet and Winnie Berti have all disappeared.

Moriarty gave Fleur a confirming look, and Fleur nodded with a pained expression.

Good heavens! Moriarty shifted his gaze back, realizing that since Michaela had already become his friend, he had made them all disappear!

Because of Michaela's surname, Moriarty wasn't worried about their safety.

This determination alone speaks volumes.

So, the new headmaster of Beauxbatons…

Michaela's debt will be settled with you first.

After we finish calculating yours, go find someone else to calculate yours.

Moriarty's gaze shifted to the Knight of Lanlost.

Then came Fonte, Capet, Ramirez, Lestrange, and Gamp.

These people are all involved.

Michaela was one of the few companions Moriarty recognized as leaders within the pure-blood families.

Now that he has disappeared without a trace, Moriarty needs an explanation.

"You're absolutely right, Minister."

A smile appeared on Moriarty's face.

"Therefore, Sir Lancelot, I accept your duel!"

"Huh? What?" Feng Wei was taken aback. He had thought that Moriarty would refuse the duel under such circumstances, and then he could mock Moriarty to his heart's content.

did not expect…

Knight Lancelot was waiting for these few words. With a "whoosh," he swung his longsword, the tip pointing to the ground.

This action made the two elderly principals next to him twitch their eyebrows. Did they not know how to respect the elderly?

"According to the rules of knightly duels, you decide the time and place," Lancelot said to Moriarty, sword in hand.

"8 PM tonight. Hogwarts Great Hall."

Moriarty did not hesitate at all.

The two exchanged questions and answers quickly, without the slightest delay.

This caused the students' heads to twitch back and forth between them, and their anticipation grew after hearing the two of them confirm.

"GO——～～～"

Lionheart suddenly erupted in a cheer as if he had scored the winning goal in the World Cup final.

"Moriarty Slytherin! I acknowledge you! You're the one who truly understands dueling!"

Lionheart was beaming with ecstatic excitement, standing up and waving his arms as if he were the one dueling.

The two sword club members beside him covered their foreheads with their hands, while the other desperately tried to pull Lionheart away, but to no avail.

The two of them had expressions that said, "You chuunibyou kid, get down here, don't draw attention to yourself."

People tacitly ignored Lionheart.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that Lionheart is a henchman hired by Gampo, whose reputation outweighs his actual ability. His symbolic significance outweighs his practical value.

Gampo is very easy to make.

Aren't your Slytherin family one of the four great families, a thousand-year-old pure-blood family, and the leader of European families?

My Gamp family isn't bad either, okay, you say the Gamp family doesn't have much influence.

Then I'll bring in the Pendragon family!

As long as you're British, you can't deny King Arthur, right?

So as long as Lionheart doesn't do anything too outrageous.

A teenager who's having a fit of chuunibyou and shouting "rule Europe" and constantly yelling about duels is kind of cute, let him be.

Lionheart is not a key point, but Gamp is a different story.

He smiled and said to the three principals.

"The brave warriors who choose from the three schools also need to pass the school's examination."

"The Knight Lancelot's examination was originally a duel, but since it's all happening together, let's make it a selection process. All students who want to participate, come on over."

Since Gamp had spoken, Lancelot naturally had no objections.

Dumbledore looked at Moriarty, and after receiving a signal from Moriarty's eyes, he also said it was fine.

Grindelwald echoed Deng's statement, adding, "It's my turn to set the questions and test the students. I hope all the students who participate will survive."

At this point, the two old men stopped twitching their eyebrows and became quite domineering.

This instantly dampened the enthusiasm of many students who wanted to participate in Lancelot's duel!

But Old Ge had a notorious reputation. When he said he wouldn't kill, he really meant it; but when he said he would kill, he really meant it!

"Alright!" Gamp said with a smile, "Then it's settled. The Lancelot Knight's examination will begin tonight. Those who want to register can do so. Please have the prefects of the three schools count the number of applicants, make a list, and then give me a copy, since I need to grade them."

Gamp was only going into such detail to establish a positive image, but Moriarty waved his hand impatiently.

"No matter who signs up, I'll be the first."

The students didn't compete with him; their main interest was whether Moriarty could defeat Lancelot.

Larpo didn't want to fight either; his unruly nature didn't mean he would engage in infighting.

Only Lionheart stood up once again.

"I'm sorry, I have to take your place in the order, Mr. Slytherin."

The Lionheart etiquette was performed in a proper and formal manner.

He first bowed, then stared intently at Lancelot.

"But if we're talking about a duel with Lancelot, then the first person who can be chosen is someone from the Pendragon family!"

Lionheart also drew his sword from the lake.

"Sir Lancelot, I have come to avenge my ancestors."

That solemn gaze and murderous aura were not feigned.

Moriarty was taken aback.

Wow, there's an unexpected bonus?

(Thanks to Alliance Leader Jiajun for the generous donation! An extra chapter and a bonus chapter, hehehe. Thanks also to Elder Long Tang Jiuxiao and all the brothers for the votes, thank you all!)