The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Moriarty and Zhang Qiu discussed writing the letter and then came out of the principal's office.

"Qiu'er, go and write the letter first."

Moriarty slowed his pace and gestured for Zhang Qiu to go first.

Zhang Qiu nodded. "I will definitely convey Moriarty's wishes to him."

With unwavering conviction, Zhang Qiu strode away.

The corridor in front of the principal's office was quiet again.

Moriarty turned a corner and said calmly, "Come out."

Footsteps sounded, and Lilith emerged from the shadows around the corner.

She kept her head down, her expression unreadable, and walked straight to Moriarty's side with an aura of indifference.

"You heard everything."

Moriarty spoke first, his tone being both question and affirmative.

As soon as Lilith arrived at the principal's office door, Moriarty spotted her.

Snakes are cold-blooded animals, but they are often able to spot their own kind in time.

Not to mention, after Moriarty and Lilith got together, Moriarty could smell Lilith's scent even from thousands of miles away.

Lilith did not defend herself when Moriarty discovered that she was eavesdropping. After learning about Moriarty's attitude towards Muggles, Lilith was tormented.

If he persists in his ambitions, he will become Moriarty's enemy.

"You know what my ambitions are, right?"

Lilith looked up at Moriarty, her eyes reddening, her teeth stubbornly biting her lower lip.

A hint of emotion flickered across Moriarty's face. "How could I forget?"

"When we first met five years ago, you told me about your ambitions. You said you would break the Secrets Act, that wizards and Muggles would live in peace, but that wizards would rule the world."

Moriarty smiled and flicked away the tears that were sliding down Lilith's cheeks with his finger.

"Back then, the haughty Miss Pillivik had already left a deep impression on me."

"How many times do I have to say it?"

Couples who have already been intimate often feel a little shy when recalling their first meeting, and Lilith couldn't help but blush.

Over the course of five years, Lilith experienced far too much, and her thoughts and ways of doing things underwent several transformations.

But what remains unchanged in my heart is the lover and my obsession with her.

It could be said that Lilith had only one obsession before, and that was Moriarty.

After three days and three nights in the Kastrubshe chalet, Lilith's only remaining obsession was to break the Secret Law.

Now that the Secrets Act has been broken, the problem of Muggles and wizards remains unresolved, and Lilith's obsession has returned to the ambition she had five years ago.

"You believe that sincerity will be reciprocated."

"But I believe more in ability."

"Without a strong deterrent, even if Muggles and wizards coexist peacefully for a period of time, they will eventually go their separate ways."

Lilith finally released her lower lip, ignoring the bleeding, and spoke to Moriarty.

Moriarty did not answer immediately, but instead put his lower lip in his mouth and sucked on it. The blood was salty, with Lilith's special scent.

After stopping the bleeding, Moriarty put his arm around Lilith and sat down in front of the principal's office, with Lilith's head gently resting on Moriarty's shoulder.

Ultimately, it comes down to two different perspectives on peace.

Moriarty's voice was gentle and mellow, like a cup of sweet hot milk tea, warming Lilith's tormented soul.

Is peace achieved through genuine sincerity more lasting, or peace achieved through military intimidation?

"Who can say for sure about this?"

"But if you trust me wholeheartedly and give me everything without reservation, wouldn't a peace achieved through genuine trust last longer?"

Lilith stopped abruptly, then punched Moriarty. "You want me to work for you again!"

You're absolutely awful!

"Huh? Have you no shame?!"

Lilith was showered with fists, and she practically rode on top of him, while Moriarty chuckled.

After her outburst, Lilith was also feeling down. She glanced at Moriarty, as if she had just realized something, and said, "Rather than the fact that you're always surrounded by outstanding girls, perhaps you can't live without us?"

"Um?"

"At first, it was Professor Diana working for you, then Fleur and Penelope worked for you, and later you even took Cho Chang, Violet, Hermione, Hannah, and Luna for work! They all worked for you."

"And finally, it's me—wanting this snake queen to work for you?"

"You're such a womanizing capitalist!"

Lilith seemed to see right through Moriarty's true nature, and said with a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

"Ah... something seems a little off, but it doesn't seem wrong either."

Moriarty smiled, both embarrassed and pleased.

But speaking of capitalists?

"Wait, I need to go do something!"

"Stop fooling around," Moriarty jumped up, his expression serious. "I need to send this memory to old Foley right away. Whether we can get along peacefully with Muggles depends on them!"

After saying this, Moriarty left in a hurry. Lilith, feeling both confused and impressed, followed him away.

After the two left, the corridor in front of the principal's office fell silent again.

The bronze statue at the entrance, Paro, peeked out from among the other statues, "Oh! I wish I had a magic camera to capture that scene! What a beautiful love story~ tsk."

In the Great Hall of Hogwarts, Moriarty strode up to Leon like a whirlwind.

"Sir?" Leon looked at Moriarty in surprise. In his memory, Moriarty rarely acted so urgently.

"Give this to old Foley, and be quick!" Moriarty shoved the memory bottle that Leon had taken out earlier into Leon's hand.

Because Moriarty remembered something, back before the collapse of the Soviet Union, in order to deal with the evil monk, Moriarty sent old Frye and old Flint to the Soviet Union to prepare the way.

At that time, Fly and Flint quickly infiltrated the Soviet circle, at the cost of squandering a huge fortune. Almost every political party had received investment from Fly and Flint!

Moriarty planned to have old Foley talk to the Russians.

Meanwhile, the professors also selected professors to support the Ministry of Magic.

They stood up.

Moriarty looked over and was slightly taken aback.

Principal Dawn was the first to be affected.

This principal of Iphamoni was a long-time admirer of Lockhart and also maintained good relations with high-ranking officials in the United States.

Then there's Quirrell, who was formerly a professor of Muggle Studies at Hogwarts. Now, as Moriarty's confidant, his position is fitting.

There's also Diana, Professor Polly, and Professor Flitwick.

These three also went through a fierce internal struggle and finally concluded that they themselves were the best microcosm of the magical world.

Fantasy is not only reflected in magic, but also in people.

This is something that science can never explain or understand. Just as Muggles are eager to explore wizards' magic, wizards are also eager to know how Muggles view them from a scientific perspective.

"And me too."

"Please don't forget me, I still want to make a contribution to the magical world."

Nicolas Flamel's voice emerged from the basement; the alchemy professor slowly approached.

Everyone was shocked.

"Old professor!"

"Are you going too?"

All eyes were on Nicolas Flamel, an old man who was still very thin and dressed in white, but was full of energy and smiling.

Which scientists came?

"Mr. Mullie? Mr. Allen Siber? Or Mr. Zhenning Yang?"

Nicolas Flamel asked Leon with a smile, sounding very authentic.

Leon scratched his head. The Muggle regime had submitted a list of scientists, but he couldn't remember their names.

Nicolas Flamel smiled and said, "I'll go see them myself. I've been wanting to meet them for a long time."

Leon looked at Moriarty, who nodded in agreement.

(Happy May Day, guys! Did anyone go on a trip? — It was so crowded!)