The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

Moriarty left the headmaster's office with Lilith and Jericho and walked towards the Hufflepuff cafeteria.

Lilith was still a little worried: "Are you okay? The armor said your mind was drained, I don't think it's lying."

Lilith was right, the armor wasn't lying on this point, Moriarty's mind was indeed drained, and for a moment his mind went blank, and he couldn't even think.

But the system saved Moriarty.

"Congratulations to the host for successfully signing in and gaining the spiritual power of the former principal Armando Dippet x 1.

Note: The principal's office is a repeatable sign-in location, and the host can sign in once a day. "

With this supplement of mental strength, Moriarty got rid of the situation of being stupid for two hours, and now he feels better than ever.

It's just that the reason couldn't be told to Lilith, so he shifted the topic to the armor: "What do you think about the school motto it mentioned at the end?"

"Don't Disturb the Sleeping Dragon!" Lilith said casually, "Moriarty, are you really okay? Will there be sequelae? Although I don't want to say that, you have to take it seriously."

Seeing that she was about to ask the bottom line, Moriarty answered the question about recovery of thinking evasively, and Lilith was temporarily appeased.

The three of them came to the Hufflepuff cafeteria. When the house-elves of Hogwarts heard that Moriarty wanted to eat dragon meat, they surrounded Moriarty, their eyes lit up, and they said in high spirits: "The castle hasn't made dragon soup for nearly a thousand years, but please rest assured, our culinary skills have been passed down from generation to generation, and we promise not to disappoint the young master! But now there is a question, where is the dragon meat?"

"The dragon meat is in Hogsmeade, where there is a fresh Norwegian Ridgeback," Moriarty beckoned the house-elves to look for it, and then asked the head elf, "There used to be a dragon soup maker in the castle." history?"

"Yes, master." The house-elf replied: "It is rumored that when the bloody Baron just graduated, many black dragons suddenly appeared in the Forbidden Forest. The four principals went to the Forbidden Forest to hunt and kill several black dragons, and ordered my Great-great-great-great-grandfather made dragon soup—there are lots of dragon meat dishes, but I can only make dragon soup.”

"How could such a big event not be written into "Hogwarts, A School History"?" Lilith opened her eyes wide. She was busy swallowing a hot dog, and needed to pad her belly before eating the dragon soup.

"It's the first time I've heard of it, too." Moriarty showed an expression of great interest, and then he asked a few house elves to inquire, and the answers he got varied. It seemed that there were many different versions of the Dragon Soup Dinner.

But no matter which version, there are keywords such as "Black Dragon", "Graduation", and "Forbidden Forest".

"I suddenly found out that I went to a fake Hogwarts," Jericho's stomach growled, but he didn't have the slightest thought of eating. The Dragon Soup Banquet that cannot be proved to have existed? What happened to Hogwarts this year?"

"Do you still remember the school motto that the Headless Horseman said?" Moriarty looked at Lilith and Jericho, and lowered his voice: "Don't Disturb the Sleeping Dragon! Don't you? There must be something between the Dragon Soup Dinner and the Sleeping Dragon. Some kind of connection!"

"Merlin!" Lilith sighed, "Moriarty, we can't keep up with your thinking! An hour ago you were still struggling with alchemy, now you just chatted with a portrait I changed my mind and jumped to the school motto!"

"If you want me to say, this is the charm of Mr.!" Jericho finally showed a smile: "Follow Mr., I am taking risks all the time!"

"Well, your way of thinking is also different." Lilith held her forehead and smiled wryly. Boys always think differently from girls. If things go on like this, they won't be able to keep up with Moriarty's footsteps. That's the point, okay? good!

Maybe she has something in common with Tonks and Gemma?

But they were still sound asleep, Lilith yawned, and Jericho yawned as if infected: "Sir, aren't you sleepy?"

"Not sleepy," Moriarty shook his head lightly, "The house-elves are coming back soon, and it won't take long for them to go to Hogsmeade."

House-elves have their own magic, even Hogwarts can apparate, and soon, they are carrying pieces of dragon meat into the back kitchen!

"Wow, the ants moved?" Jericho was no longer sleepy, blinking his eyes at this scene, "Looks like the dragon soup will be ready soon, please give me the seasoning jar, I want a little bit of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty !"

Moriarty and Lilith looked at each other, Lilith smiled and said, "Cowboy, wipe your mouth, your saliva is coming out."

The three of them were waiting for the dragon soup to come out, but Hogsmeade began to spread an explosive gossip!

Moriarty, one of the two parties involved in the bet, walked out of the Slytherin common room! Roll call to eat dragon meat!

The message quickly became "Moriarty Suspected of Finding a Way to Win the Bet"!

In the end, the rumors became more and more outrageous, and it became "Moriarty wants to kill all the dragons in the UK, because the existence of the dragons hinders Moriarty's thinking"!

Obviously, this was a joke, but there is no doubt that many wizards saw the Hogsmeade sky at five o'clock in the morning because Moriarty wanted to eat dragon meat.

The horsemen in the Forbidden Forest looked up at the starry sky, and Firenze drew his bow and arrow, and shot an arrow at the brightest star.

"The morning star shines, a metaphor for death and resurrection!"

Firenze's four hooves stepped restlessly on the ground, this time the astrology was too obvious, he no longer needed to burn sage and fragrant mallow, he had already made a judgment.

At six o'clock, the three of Moriarty had a hearty meal, walked out of the small cafeteria, and found that Dumbledore and the two ministers had returned when they passed the hall of the auditorium, and they were accompanied by a group of wizards.

Hogwarts trustees and professors, Ministry of Magic officials, journalists, various old wizards, masters, and Madame Maxime, headmaster of Beauxbatons.

The tall lady was followed by several sweet-looking little witches, including Fleur Delacour, who had a brief encounter with Moriarty.

All the little Hogwarts wizards stared at Fleur, her translucent white hair, and her snow-white skin. She was so charming that nine out of ten boys would be instantly fascinated by him. .

The remaining one is Moriarty, so Fleur walked up to Moriarty with a smile, "Meet Mr. Moriarty again."

She greeted Moriarty directly past Lilith and Jericho as if they didn't exist.

This aroused Lilith's dissatisfaction, "Again?"

"Yeah, again." Fleur raised her eyebrows, and then laughed twice, instantly sinking most of the wizards. Jericho looked at Fleur obsessively, but Fleur turned a blind eye to him. Artie went back and forth, and finally she winked at Moriarty and said, "Remember what I said to you, Miwa's intuition? Although Madame Maxime and I came to cheer on Professor Nicole Flamel, but Meiwa's intuition tells me that you will win the bet!"

A muffled exclamation sounded from the crowd, apparently it was the voice of an adult wizard, but the young wizards were awakened, and only then did they realize that Fu Rong is a magic baby!

Many of the little wizard's girlfriends were ashen-faced, as if they wanted to settle accounts with their boyfriends.

Jericho shook his neck violently, and he said to Furong in surprise: "Your magical power of Meiwa is outrageous! It can even confuse me!"

Lilith glared at him angrily, you still have the face to say it!

Furong smiled even more, and looked at Moriarty: "After that incident, I awakened the magic power unique to Meiwa, but it doesn't seem to work for you?"

"Frankly speaking, I don't know more about Meiwa than ordinary people." Moriarty glanced at Fleur, then glanced at the smiling Dumbledore and the others, and his tone became brisk: "But there is one thing you are right about." Yes, your intuition is very accurate, I won this bet."