The mastermind behind Hogwarts

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Moriarty's eyes widened immediately.

A vast snowfield, offering an unobstructed view of the surrounding scenery.

The two majestic snow-capped peaks exuded an alluring fragrance, causing Moriarty to take a deep breath, his face filled with ecstasy.

Next came a flat snowfield, which looked pitiful.

This is truly a beautiful scene straight out of paradise!

Moriarty almost got lost in it.

Her gaze involuntarily drifted downwards. If her upper body exuded a sense of holiness, then her lower body exuded a seductive allure.

As long as Lilith's waist is connected to a thick, taut snake tail.

The white snake scales are sharply defined, making one dizzy just looking at them. Beneath the scales, there are hidden purple patterns, outlining the snake's tail in a sexy and mysterious way.

"hiss…"

Moriarty couldn't help but gasp. What a powerful charm technique! It was even more potent than Hibiscus's innate Enchantress constitution.

Moreover, this snake tail looks remarkably like Black S, no, its visual impact is a hundred times stronger than Black S.

With a snake's tail, who cares about a black snake!

Faced with Lilith, a combination of sacredness and allure, Moriarty followed his heart's choice.

Besides, if we don't do something at this moment, wouldn't it be a desecration of this incomparably beautiful body?

Lilith is so damn angry.

Moriarty, is this how you define "blasphemy"?

Doesn't what you're doing constitute blasphemy?

We have different definitions of the word "blasphemy," don't we?

Also, put down the snake's tail!

What do you want to use her for?

Lilith was so angry she wanted to bite Moriarty, but the words that came out were: "Ugh... Moriarty! You, you'd better be gentle~"

"Boom!"

The two immediately rolled around in a ball.

Strange rhythms could be heard coming from Research Lab 777.

Under the big wooden house.

Professor Polly and the girl from Castrobücher were still waiting anxiously.

"Professor, three hours have passed. Are you sure Mr. Moriarty is alright?" Trappus du Tronemi asked.

"It's alright," Professor Polly replied. She knew Lilith's shapeshifting had gone out of control, but she didn't think Moriarty would be in any danger.

"Moriarty must be working on breaking Lilith's shapeshifting ability right now," Polly thought.

Clearly, they had no idea what Moriarty and Lilith were doing inside the house.

But it's Ishcher.

They left two hours ago.

"Hmph, this Dragon Mother won't wait for you."

Ishcher pouted and walked deeper into Castrobushes.

Three hours later, it was noon, and the scorching sun shone on Professor Polly and Trapps.

"Professor, shall we go in and take a look?" Trapps was getting impatient.

Professor Polly shook her head and said, "Moriarty must be having some trouble. Let's not bother him."

Time slowly ticked down to 3 p.m.

"Professor, I'm hungry..."

Trapps wore a miserable expression. After waiting for almost 10 hours and being baked by the sun, her legs were so weak that she almost couldn't stand up.

Professor Polly, despite her strong physique, was filled with doubt.

"Human transformation shouldn't be too difficult for Moriarty."

"Was Moriarty eaten by Lilith the moment he went in?"

"Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to stay out for so long."

"Let's go take a look."

Professor Polly made a decision: she wanted to see Moriarty and Lilith alive or dead.

The two of them walked into the large wooden house together, climbed to the seventh floor, and arrived at the door of the 777 research lab, panting heavily.

But then they heard a strange sound!

Professor Polly and Trapps both blushed.

Trapps' already weak legs trembled slightly, and she had to squeeze them together tightly to keep her balance.

At this moment, she felt a deep resentment towards Moriarty, whom she had only met once.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"I can't walk anymore!"

Trapps had no choice but to turn to Professor Polly for help, only to find that Professor Polly wasn't much better off.

After some effort, the two helped each other out of the large wooden house.

Professor Polly sighed, "Shall we not wait any longer? Let's go back."

Trapps nodded like a chick pecking at rice; she needed to take a shower and change her clothes quickly.

As night fell, Jericho and Ishcher returned to the centaur tribe.

Jericho searched around but couldn't find Moriarty or Lilith.

"Huh? Where are they?" Jericho asked Professor Polly.

Professor Polly gave Jericho a cold look. "They're doing the same thing you did this afternoon."

Jericho's eyes darted around as he recalled that he had gone out to pick up girls that afternoon.

"Heh heh," Jericho chuckled, "As expected of Professor Polly. May I ask how you figured it out, Professor?"

Professor Polly walked away, and Ishcher didn't even glance at Jericho.

A centaur walked over and handed Jericho a small mirror.

Jericho picked it up and took a look.

Goodness, there's a red hickey on her neck.

Jericho gave an awkward laugh: "Dude, could you give me a turtleneck sweater?"

The centaur scoffed inwardly, "Have you ever seen a centaur wear a sweater?" He simply walked away.

Jericho scratched his head. "Well, I guess I'll just stay here."

Then Jericho, feeling bored, started calculating the time.

"We went to the big cabin at eight o'clock in the morning, and it's eight o'clock in the evening now."

"Merlin, how much longer are they going to spend time together?"

"But that's normal. After all, it's Moriarty and Lilith. If either of them wanted to leave the battlefield, the other would probably force them to continue."

"Does that mean...they're trapped in this cycle forever, never able to escape?"

Jericho stood up in surprise.

Even though I know it's impossible, the thought of Moriarty's power and Lilith's arrogant and crazy personality makes me imagine that the two of them together would be like a thunderbolt striking the earth, a collision of planets...

Jericho dared not think any further.

If he could get to the bottom of the big wooden house now, he would find that the entire seventh floor was shaking!

Things became too complicated to explain.

the next day.

The students of Castrobusche noticed that the large wooden house, which was usually still, was shaking slightly!

Countless people speculated about what had happened.

Some say the large log cabin itself is a rare plant that had been dormant for a long time and has now been awakened.

Some say that a giant beast was discovered inside the large wooden house and is currently going mad, which is causing the house to shake.

Some suggested going up to take a look, but others stopped them.

"What if there's danger inside?"

"We don't want to lose our lives."

So the man gave up the idea.

Only Professor Polly, Trapps, and Jericho vaguely knew what had happened.

The three exchanged a glance.

That's awesome!

Besides sighing, Jericho also thought of a question.

That's Ishcher.

What will happen when Lilith meets Ishcher after she comes out?

These past few days, Jericho has truly experienced Ishcher's personality firsthand. If Lilith is an ice queen, there's still a chance she could be melted—and Moriarty did just that.

But Ishcher seems to be a god who doesn't belong to the human world; ordinary people don't even have the right to enter Ishcher's eyes.

But Moriarty caught my eye!

Although Jericho didn't know Lilith's current strength, he vaguely sensed Ishcher's terrifying power.

Lilith!

Ishcher!

Jericho shook his head, a look of anticipation on his face.

"Moriarty, I suddenly don't know whether to envy you or pity you."

And so the third day arrived.

The shaking of the large wooden house alarmed the principal and professors of Castrobuscher.

Seeing the group of professors heading towards the large cabin, Professor Polly exclaimed, "Oh no!"

"It can't be that serious," Jericho said casually. "Doesn't Castrobshe have a good relationship with Hogwarts? It's not like he'd turn against Moriarty over something like this."

"It's not a problem with Castoria," Professor Polly said seriously. "Think about it. If I can get a professorship in Castoria, then why can't the Fairy King—a fairy who has been rooted in this land for hundreds of years—place his own people in Castoria?"

"What?!"

Jericho's expression changed drastically: "That's quite possible! The Fairy King—no, the Immortal Organization!—has already discovered us!"