The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Chapter 592 North Americans are begging to unite?

Massachusetts.

Moriarty and his two companions were flying in the sky.

"Look, there's Mount Greylock!"

Jericho pointed to a steep mountain and shouted at Moriarty.

The area was shrouded in mist and surrounded by dense forests, with several mountain peaks appearing and disappearing in the mist, and sunlight seemed unable to penetrate them.

"The Iphamoni Magic School is on the mountaintop."

Jericho explained, "Like Hogwarts, Ilfamoni also possesses many protective spells to prevent Muggles from discovering the magical world."

“You should say ‘Muggle,’” Moriarty laughed. “Don’t the wizards here really like to call Muggles ‘Muggles’?”

"Hey," Jericho joked, "I can't understand why my countrymen say that. Maybe it has something to do with turkeys."

The three flew toward the mountaintop, seeing countless tall trees along the way. The protective magic had no effect on them, and the magical world slowly unfolded before their eyes.

An arched gate stands atop the hill, flanked by marble statues of Isolde Thayer and James Stewart.

That was the school gate. Moriarty and his two companions landed, and a group of people were already standing in front of the gate.

"Principal Dawn, and several board members."

"It's worth mentioning that there are quite a few Muggles on the board of directors."

Jericho whispered as he walked toward the gate.

Moriarty nodded. He had heard that Iphamoni had a lot of contact with Muggles, but he didn't expect them to be willing to accept Muggle investment.

Ishcher remained indifferent, showing no interest in Ilfamoni or the relationship between wizards and Muggles.

What about the Thunderbirds?

Ishcher's eyes darted around, taking in his surroundings.

A faint ray of lightning flickered across her stunningly beautiful face, preventing others from seeing her.

Ishcher said that the Dragon Mother was showing great mercy.

Otherwise, if a person with an unstable mind sees her appearance, at best they will be deeply infatuated and tormented for life, at worst they will be consumed by lust and die.

"Mr. Moriarty."

Principal Dawn extended his right hand warmly, "I was so excited to hear you were coming to Ifamoni that I couldn't sleep all night."

Moriarty shook hands with the somewhat bald, somewhat chubby wizard in front of him in a friendly manner.

Physically, Dawn and Fudge are somewhat similar. If they went out together, people would assume they had signed up for the same gym.

However, the two have completely different personalities and choices.

Three years ago, Moriarty first met Principal Dawn, who then showed goodwill.

"After the Five Schools League ended, I kept mentioning that Ifamoni would visit, and today I've finally come to bother you," Moriarty said, showing great courtesy.

"Not at all, the professors and students would love to have you. This way."

Principal Dawn kindly pointed out the direction, and a group of people headed towards the campus.

Upon reaching the door, Moriarty requested permission to view the marble statues of Isolde Thayer and James Stewart.

"Of course, I know you value this, after all, you are also a descendant of the founder."

Headmaster Dawn readily agreed to introduce the Slytherin family to the school board members behind him during Moriarty's visit.

After paying his respects, Moriarty received two exploration prizes.

The marble sculpture is quite old and embodies the spirit of the two founders.

On the way to Ifamoni Castle, Principal Dawn walked up to Moriarty and whispered, "A few days ago, my investor told me something unusual, and I think it's necessary to mention it to you, since it happened in that island nation of Japan."

Moriarty glanced at Dawn in surprise, and Dawn returned his gaze with a serious look.

understood.

It's about the Immortal Organization!

Japan was once the headquarters of the Immortal Life Organization.

That ugly island nation became the cradle of darkness.

"Then please be sure to tell me the situation."

"Cohen, come here quickly," Principal Dawn waved to a young man, one of the few Muggle board members. "Tell me what your family has found out. Don't worry."

A young man named Cohen jogged over, his eyes filled with wariness and fear.

"Because my family has a business relationship with a large conglomerate in Japan, I learned that the conglomerate is actually developing a very new weapon."

"A weapon that can fire bullets filled with black gas! The power is incredible, my God, I can't believe my eyes, I was terrified."

"There's more than one kind, madness..."

Cohen was clearly nervous. Moriarty extracted the key information from the conversation: Japan was developing enchanted weapons!

"Has the Immortal Life Organization already colluded with the Japanese regime?"

"No, that's not how Gamp does it—he looks down on Muggles, so it should be Nightfall."

"Given America's infiltration of Japan, it's only natural that they would discover enchanted weapons. No wonder Muggles are investing in Evamony."

In an instant, Moriarty understood the inside story.

Principal Dawn nodded slightly as he met Moriarty's gaze. To be honest, he was quite surprised and angry when the Muggle investor contacted him through the American president.

However, after hearing several investors, including Cohen, mention the enchanted weapons from Japan, Principal Dawn agreed to their request.

Now the problem is that Principal Dawn knows that the higher-ups in the United States want to enchant weapons, but Iphamoni's level is not high enough to make them.

The only instance of a similar product in the magical world is in London, on the elite Aurors of the Anti-Black Squad.

Their equipment, as is well known, was crafted by the alchemy masters Nicolas Flamel and his wife.

Of course, this was all out in the open. During the Five Schools League, Principal Dawn sided with Moriarty and naturally knew that all the equipment was provided by Moriarty. Nicolas Flamel was at best an assistant.

Principal Dawn then conceived the idea of ​​joining forces with Moriarty.

It was a true alliance. He was a smart man and knew very well how rare enchanted equipment was. If he hadn't allied with Moriarty, Iphamoni wouldn't have been able to obtain enchanted equipment.

Principal Dawn was well aware of the entity Moriarty was fighting against, but he trusted Moriarty even more.

Just then, Jericho came to visit and explained the matter of the Slytherin snakewood wand, so Headmaster Dawn wanted to finalize the alliance.

Moriarty saw his choice in Principal Dawn's eyes.

So when Moriarty entered the principal's office, he got straight to the point: "Did the wizards of North America send you to handle this?"

"Yes, I am speaking to you on behalf of all the wizards in North America."

Principal Dawn, looking solemn, sat in his chair and invited Moriarty to sit opposite him.

Moriarty hadn't had a chance to properly appreciate the office yet; a quick glance suggested it was similar to the White House offices.

"So, Principal Dawn, you now hold the fate of North American wizards in your hands. Make your choice if you want what you desire."

The office was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. The school board member, Jericho, and Ishcher were not allowed to enter; it was just the two of them at the moment.

The fate of North American wizards will be decided in Dawn's next sentence!

"call…"

Principal Dawn took a deep breath. What was happening here today might be an epoch-making event!

After having a sip of coffee, Principal Dawn cleared his throat and said, "We are on your side."

"Including but not limited to the Salazars Slytherin snakewood wand donated by the Ivermony School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"If you need assistance, Ifamoni Magical School can do its best to help you."

"I myself, along with all the renowned and respected wizards in North America, will support you at the International Wizarding Federation Conference next year."

"Once your conflict with Yurik Gamp escalates into war, the wizards of North America will also join forces with you."

"Muggles and wizards can be sent to the battlefield when necessary."

Dawn glanced furtively at Moriarty's face, and seeing his expressionless expression, added:

"These are our current ideas. You are welcome to add to them at any time. As long as it's not unreasonable, I think we will agree."

"We have only one request: we must receive a share of the enchanted weapons, and they cannot be weaker than the enchanted weapons from Japan."

After Principal Dawn finished speaking, he drank the coffee in his cup in one gulp.

"Do you agree, Mr. Moriarty?"

Principal Dawn looked on with anticipation towards Moriarty.

"I will send someone to discuss the details of the alliance with you."

Moriarty finally spoke, his tone slow and deliberate.

It wasn't that he was deliberately manipulating things, but rather that North America's attitude had exceeded his expectations. It wasn't an alliance at all; it was more like a plea!

Because enchanted weapons have triggered a nerve among North Americans?

Nightfall probably didn't expect that the appearance of enchanted weapons would cause North Americans to collectively turn to Moriarty's side.

Although it was just an outline, Moriarty already knew the extent to which North Americans were willing to go to great lengths for him.

You should know that it's not just wizards who are participating this time!

As for the details, Moriarty still intends to leave it to Lockhart, this natural performer, it's time for him to step onto the political stage!

(End of this chapter)