The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Moriarty wiped away the Fairy King's memories, ending Legilimency, and returned to the castle's secret chamber.

"Clatter".

Unable to withstand the mental pressure, the Fairy King's head lolled to one side, and he completely lost consciousness.

"It's useless."

Moriarty coldly uttered those words and walked out of the secret room.

"Have you uncovered any clues?"

Lilith leaned against the wall outside the door, looking like she had been waiting for quite some time.

Moriarty slowed his pace and looked at Lilith: "I was just about to tell you this. Where is the Gryffindor sword?"

"The sword has a strange ability," Lilith said, arms crossed. "It disappears whenever the user finishes using it, and the user needs to pull it out of the Sorting Hat the next time they want to use it."

"so?"

Lilith tilted her head and looked at Moriarty: "The sword should still be in the hat."

"It seems we need to get back to school as soon as possible," Moriarty said. "Hogwarts, the hidden secret, concerns the organization of immortality and the prophecy of immortality."

Lilith obediently nodded and followed Moriarty to see Ishcher.

The good news is that Ishcher has woken up!

"How are you?"

Moriarty rushed to the bedside, grasped Ischl's left hand, and looked at him with concern.

Her soft, boneless hand was now as cold as ancient ice, devoid of any color or physical characteristics.

"Moriarty..."

Ishcher was barely breathing, her eyelids drooping, and her breathing was extremely weak.

"I've been caught in a time warp..."

One sentence sent chills down Moriarty and Lilith's spines, and cold sweat broke out on their backs.

Time turbulence?

Moriarty suddenly remembered that light possessed the power to control time.

Yes, this is the magic of light elements!

Ishcher understood Moriarty's gaze, and she said haltingly, "Yes...yes, time...light, he collects...elemental relics through time."

"My...hand?"

As she spoke, Ishcher laboriously raised her arm—her right hand.

But Moriarty and Lilith were horrified: his right hand had vanished!

Ishcher's right arm had completely turned into a piece of white bone, and his entire right hand had disappeared at the wrist.

"Heh~" A smile appeared on Ishcher's pale face as she looked at Moriarty: "Don't worry, this is just a little trick of the Light. He has been plotting against my lightning element artifact ever since he showed up."

"But I won't let him succeed."

As he spoke, Ishcher suddenly gained power, a faint flash of lightning appeared, and a dragon horn slowly emerged from it.

"All means are for its sake."

Ishicher controlled the lightning elemental magic artifact and flew to Moriarty's side.

"I woke up the moment my right hand disappeared. I knew that my right hand had been caught in a temporal turbulence, and soon my whole body would be caught in it as well."

"Even I don't know where I'll end up, but one thing is for sure: I won't die. I'll just not exist in this world for this period of time."

"As long as you protect the lightning elemental relic, light can't do anything to me."

"I will also look for opportunities in the turbulent flow of time. Even if I am banished to some unknown point in time, I will do my best to rush back."

"I entrust my life to you, Moriarty."

The constant explanations and recounting drained Ishcher of her magic and energy, causing the power of the time-shifting forces to surface—

A swirling halo emerged from her right arm and spread across half of Ishcher's body.

"Time turbulence!"

Moriarty realized what this was, and he also realized what Ishcher was about to face!

When Ishcher disappeared completely, she was banished by time to a point in time that no one knew.

Nobody knows which world this point in time belongs to.

It may belong to the current HP world, or it may belong to other worlds.

It could be said that Ishcher is about to transmigrate, but Ishcher has no system, no knowledge of the plot, and no companions!

An unknown time, an unknown world, and light lurking in the darkness.

Moriarty gripped Ishcher's left hand tightly, pressed it against his face, and his eyes became slightly moist.

"Believe it or not, no matter which world you're dragged into, I can find you!"

Ishcher smiled and said, "How could I not believe it?"

"I'm still waiting for your barbecue."

"I want to go back to the Black Forest with you."

"We also need to reveal the identity of light."

"We must also work together to defeat the Immortal Organization."

As Ishcher spoke, she closed her eyes, as if she knew she was about to disappear.

"Ishcher!"

Moriarty's hands were empty, as if his heart had been ripped out. The bed was bare; Ishcher had vanished!

Only a delicate, small blue-white dragon horn remained, which transformed into an earring and fell into Moriarty's palm.

at the same time.

London, 2017, 21st century.

A halo suddenly appeared in Diagon Alley.

Ishcher slowly walked out of the halo.

"Great, my power hasn't disappeared."

Ishcher felt the lightning elemental magic within her body; this was perhaps the only lucky thing amidst all her misfortunes.

The fact that the lightning elemental magic hasn't disappeared proves that this world might be a world of magic.

Moreover, as long as she can use lightning magic, Ischel remains a powerful dragon mother.

In this world, it's enough to protect oneself.

With renewed confidence, Ishcher strode forward. She had already discovered that it was a street, but she didn't know its exact location.

As she walked from the alley to the main road, Ishcher instantly saw the towering three-story white building at the end of the street.

Gringotts?

A sharp glint flashed in Ishcher's eyes. She knew that if Moriarty won, he would never tolerate the goblins continuing to rule Gringotts.

In other words, the timeline of this world is in the past!

Or rather...

Ishcher's heart skipped a beat; she thought of an outcome she didn't want to believe.

"Beep beep~"

A car horn suddenly sounded from behind Ishcher.

Ishcher glanced over and saw the person in the car behind her seemed anxious. He leaned out and called out, "Ma'am, could you please move aside? You don't want to miss the Weasley's Joke Shop's 20th anniversary celebration, do you?"

"Weasley? The joke shop?"

Ishcher felt the name sounded familiar. She turned around and saw that the man had only one right ear and a full head of red hair.

"Who are you?"

George Weasley felt that today was incredibly unlucky. First, he almost missed the joke shop's celebration because of traffic, and then he ran into this woman who was clearly no ordinary person.

George considered himself well-informed, but when faced with Ishcher, he simply didn't have the courage to look her in the eye.

Why would a wizard like this appear in Diagon Alley?

"I need to hurry and inform Harry and Hermione."

George pondered to himself.

"Harry and Hermione?"

Ishcher spotted a more familiar name.

Hermione!

Could it be that Ravenclaw junior who follows Moriarty around?

"You? You used Legilimency on me!" George exclaimed, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Legitimacy? I suppose so." Ishcher recalled some casual conversations with Moriarty over Thunderbirds barbecue, during which Legilimacy was mentioned.

Such little magic tricks were second nature to Ishcher; she hadn't needed to use them before, but now they came in handy.

"I'm sorry, but in order to get to the bottom of this as quickly as possible, please bear with me a little longer."

Ishcher used Legilimency on George again and found information about Hermione.

However, there was one thing that puzzled Ishcher greatly.

Hermione Granger.

Why is she a black girl?

(HP Multiverse activated! Guess which world Ishcher has traveled to?)