The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Moriarty quickly finished his dinner, returned to the Slytherin dungeon, and plunged into his bedroom.

Jericho stared at the closed door, pacing back and forth in the lounge. He could feel the heavy pressure on Moriarty's shoulders, even if Moriarty didn't say it.

Lilith sat on the sofa, flipping through the family records. The era of 1707 saw the rise of the first powerful families, and her Pilivik family was one of them.

Marcus, Soldaya, Nawi, Astoria, and others were also waiting for Moriarty to come out, hoping to be of help.

In his dormitory, Moriarty closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

The magical AI and alchemy matrix have already been activated, constantly calculating the various situations and possibilities that may occur in 1707.

A moment later, the magical AI provided a list of teammates.

Moriarty looked around and thought, wow, there are quite a few people.

The first teammate I saw was Lilith!

Then Jericho! Marcus! Soldaya! Neville! Draco! Hermione!

There were 7 teammates in total, and if you include Moriarty, that makes 8 people!

Is this a group time travel mission?

Moriarty had no objection to the teammates listed on the roster, except for Draco, on whom he was a little puzzled.

What merit or ability does Draco possess?

However, Moriarty had unwavering faith in the magical AI he had created, and since the magical AI had chosen Draco, there must be a reason for it.

Maybe Draco will come in handy? You never know.

Moriarty put away the list and left the dormitory.

Jericho and the others rushed forward.

"teacher!"

"Please take me with you, teacher!"

"If you need help, I'm always here to support you!"

The little snakes surrounded Moriarty, sincerely offering their support.

Moriarty smiled and nodded. "You have given me the greatest power. Now, I announce my teammate who accompanied me on this journey: Lilith..."

After the names of the seven people were read out, the chosen ones looked like they had won the lottery, while the unchosen snakes looked dejected. Among them, Astoria lowered her head, her eyes were red, and her mouth was agape.

While sending Marcus to call Draco over, Moriarty pulled Astoria into his arms.

"Senior~" Astoria leaned on Moriarty's shoulder, her voice filled with undisguised disappointment: "I want to go too."

Moriarty gently comforted her, saying that it was good to have the intention, but she lacked the strength, and would only get beaten up if she traveled back in time.

Moriarty tried to comfort Astoria for a long time, but it was clear that Astoria still needed to mature before facing separation.

"Sir, Draco has brought it."

Marcus led Draco in, who was wearing a yellow bathrobe and a nightcap with a small ball hanging from the tip, which swayed as Draco walked in.

"What happened?" Draco asked sleepily. "Why did you call me here?"

Moriarty explained the whole story to Draco, concluding, "Now it's your turn to choose. Join us, travel back to 1707, and face a fully-fledged Eurydice Gampo. But what role you'll play, nobody knows!"

"Just pretend nothing happened, go back to the Gryffindor common room and sleep. No one will blame you."

Draco's drowsiness vanished, and a battle raged within him. A voice inside him said, "Don't go! This isn't something you should be involved in!"

Another voice said, "Go! Go and you'll become stronger, go and you'll transform!"

Draco glanced at the people Moriarty had gathered, his gaze finally settling on Neville. Suddenly, he clenched his fists and said to Moriarty, "Damn it!"

"are you sure?"

"Absolutely certain, I must go, no, please let me help you!" Draco said, bowing deeply.

Moriarty nodded in satisfaction. "Your mother and I are proud of your choice."

Draco's face fell. "Can we please not talk about this?"

"Let's go to the Forbidden Forest and travel back to 1707!"

Moriarty waved his hand and led a large group of people out of the Slytherin dungeon.

Astoria waved goodbye to them, "Bye-bye, I'll ask for leave for you! But I still hope you come back soon, maybe tomorrow morning if all goes well."

Moriarty assigned Astoria the task of taking leave, to make her feel involved.

……

Meanwhile, Moriarty and his seven companions emerged from Hogwarts Castle. Jericho remarked, "Wait, aren't we missing one person?"

"Is this Miss Hermione?" Marcus, as Moriarty's sidekick, remembered everything clearly.

Lilith nudged Moriarty's arm with her elbow and said with a laugh, "You'll definitely find a way to get Hermione out without alerting anyone else."

Moriarty thought to himself, of course, he and each of his girlfriends had their own unique way of meeting.

Of course, Moriarty would never admit this to his other girlfriends.

"Meow~" Moriarty's unique meow was particularly clear in the silent night sky.

Less than a minute later, a small meow came from a window in the castle: "Meow?"

Then a white cat darted out of the castle, so white it was dazzling; in comparison, even the moonlight cast on the ground seemed dim.

A knowing glint flashed in Lilith's eyes. The cat was Hermione's Animagus, and Hermione had consulted Lilith for a lot of advice in order to complete the transformation.

The white cat ran to Moriarty's feet, climbed up his legs to Moriarty's left shoulder, and nuzzled his cheek with its little head.

Moriarty reached out and stroked the cat twice, and the cat transformed into a charming young girl, emitting a silvery laugh.

"Giggle, Moriarty, my dear! It tickles so much when you touch Hermione!"

Moriarty put Hermione down. "Come with me, I'll tell you what happened on the way."

"Okay~"

The intelligent Hermione needs no further explanation; she is adept at improvisation.

……

The Eye of Time Lag opened a portal to spacetime, and a group of eight people entered in turn.

Moriarty closed his eyes, a hint of worry appearing in them; the power of time contained within his Time-Lapse Eyes had weakened.

Moriarty had no idea that the Eye of Time Lag was a consumable item; how many more times could it be used at this rate?

After passing through the portal, Moriarty and his eight companions emerged from the other side of the time portal.

However, they were stunned.

"Where is this?"

"Why isn't the forest off-limits when it's landed?"

The sun blazed overhead, a gentle breeze carried a strong salty smell, and the ground beneath their feet was all yellow sand. In the distance, a vast sea came into view.

"We've traveled to the sea?!"

Moriarty and the others realized what was happening.

"This is very unusual," Lilith pointed out. "The previous three times we crossed over, we landed in the Forbidden Forest. Why has it turned into the ocean this time?"

Moriarty frowned slightly: "Based on my analysis of the power of time, something may have affected this time travel, so be extremely careful. This is not an ordinary island."

"No," Hermione's voice came from behind. She had somehow ended up on a large rock, facing the sea. "If I remember correctly, this is in the western Atlantic Ocean, in the famous Bermuda Islands!"

"Bermuda?" Neville exclaimed in surprise. "Is that the mysterious Bermuda Triangle in the Muggle world? Countless ships and planes have gotten lost in this area, and it has become one of the world's unsolved mysteries."

"But for us," Lilith said, arms crossed, "we can fly there, and there's nothing unusual about this island. In other words..."

Moriarty continued, picking up where Lilith left off: "In other words, if anything goes wrong, it will only happen underwater!"