The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

After walking for about half an hour, I came to a dense forest. At this time, the sky was completely dark.

Moriarty whispered to Lockhart, "There is a yeti tribe hidden in this forest, and the little snowmen come out every evening to move around."

"Great, I'll be here waiting for him!" Lockhart drew his wand.

Moriarty took a few more glances at the wand, it was too delicate, I'm afraid Lockhart couldn't even cast a disarming spell.

"Hey," Lockhart whispered excitedly, "do you hear that? Screaming, roaring, is that the snowman's cry?"

Moriarty frowned. The snowman's cry was always rough, and he had never heard such a shrill roar.

Lockhart was as excited as discovering a new world, and pointed to a certain place in the woods for Moriarty to see: "That white shadow, look! It's moving! Did the little snowman come out!"

But soon, his face darkened, and a group of fiery red crows appeared out of thin air above the woods. The crows were burning with hot flames, screaming and rushing towards the snowman in the woods!

The woods were set ablaze by sparks, and several snowmen sprayed snow water to put out the fire, but in a blink of an eye, more fire crows attacked.

Three white lights shot into the sky, summoned three gusts of wind, and slammed into an adult snowman hard, knocking the snowman out of the woods.

Lockhart looked at the broken tree and the injured snowman, his eyes lost.

Those three white lights are magic, and the yeti tribe has been attacked by wizards!

Moriarty also received a system prompt at this time.

"Issuing a mission: prevent the black wizard from taking away the Ice Moon Necklace, and save the Snowman family! Rewards, ten years of magic power, and an alchemy prop. If the mission fails, the host will be fined to run naked for 1,000 meters!"

Originally, he just wanted to use Lockhart's hand to take revenge on the snowman and subdue Lockhart by the way.

I didn't expect to be involved in the black wizard incident!

Moriarty gripped his staff tightly, wondering if he could beat a dark wizard.

Hope the Slytherin staff is strong enough!

Automatically ignore system penalties, and it is impossible to run naked.

"Come with me, Lockhart! We must sneak into the woods."

"What did you say? You're crazy!" Lockhart shook his head in disbelief. He felt very absurd. "Before they find us, we should leave as soon as possible and never come back!"

Lockhart put the violin and wand back into the box, turned around resolutely, but the tip of the staff pinched his back.

Moriarty held the staff, and said in a cold tone, "You have only two choices at the moment. First, be killed by me now! Second, come with me to save the snowman!"

Lockhart swallowed: "Don't be kidding, you are still a child, you can't kill me."

"Are you testing me? Very good, Killing Curse!" Moriarty growled, "Avada—"

"No, please, don't say this spell!" Lockhart sweated profusely, begging Moriarty, "Don't kill me, I'll go with you."

"Come with me, let's sneak in, as long as we see the black wizard, we will cast a spell on him, you know! The snowman is not without wisdom, he will not attack us when he sees us attacking their enemies. Be careful, walk lightly!"

Moriarty let go of Lockhart lightly. He knew that Lockhart was just talking, and he would run away if the situation was not good. But if Lockhart can delay the fight for more than ten seconds Time is enough.

The two bent down and trotted into the woods. They saw a large lake. By the lake, more than a dozen snowmen were fighting four wizards covered in black robes.

The Yeti tribe was severely damaged, and the Firecrows were completely unaffected by the snow. Four Snowmen had already fallen to the ground. The little Yeti that Lockhart saw was being chased by a group of Firecrows.

Lockhart saw clearly now that the little snowman was not out to move, but was running for his life.

"Save the little snowman first!" Moriarty rushed up, and he waved his staff: "Wingardim Leviosa!"

The floating spell caused a broken tree to float in the air, and Moriarty manipulated the tree to fall from the sky, scattering all the fire crows chasing the little snowman.

Finding himself safe, the little snowman jumped up and squeaked happily towards Moriarty.

The adult yeti on the other side responded quickly, but Moriarty couldn't understand them.

Moriarty observed the battle situation. The dark wizard who controlled the fire raven was a dwarf. He was carrying a large bag, and he could fight against six adult snowmen alone.

It was three other dark wizards who summoned the wind. They were tall and tall, and they fought against a grown snowman.

Moriarty made a shrewd decision: "Lockhart, you go and deal with that dwarf. I'll help you after I've dealt with the three over there."

Lockhart jumped angrily: "You handed me the most powerful and evil dark wizard! But I can't beat him at all!"

Moriarty had already run away, and he shouted without looking back: "I didn't ask you to deal with him, couldn't you even cast the Disarming Curse behind his back!"

Lockhart gritted his teeth, and his gaze towards the dwarf gradually became firm, but when the dwarf glared at him viciously, his true colors were immediately revealed, and he couldn't even grasp his wand steadily.

"I surrender, I have no intention of dealing with you!"

However, the dwarf didn't intend to let Lockhart go. With a wave of his wand, a large group of fire crows flew towards Lockhart!

The dwarf also reported the letter to his companion. Even though they were not far away, Moriarty still heard the dwarf speak Japanese.

"A black wizard from Japan?" Moriarty had mastered five foreign languages ​​in his previous life, including Japanese.

The translation of the words of the dwarf is: don't let people find out, solve everyone!

"Luoha ran away, they want to kill them all, and they won't let us go!"

Moriarty didn't expect Lockhart to defeat the dwarf, but Lockhart could still put a disarming spell on him to buy him time.

After hearing this, Lockhart finally made up his mind to attack the dwarf. He scrambled and cast a disarming spell at the dwarf.

At the same time, Moriarty unleashed a lumos so he could see the distance to the three Dark wizards.

Quickly browsing the magical heritage of the Slytherin family in his mind, he finally selected a few simple spells.

"All petrified!"

A mass of magic power poured out of the staff, and Moriarty's grasp of the petrification spell was not yet in place after the first incantation.

The curse was slowly shot at a dark wizard, who easily dodged it and made a thumbs down gesture to Moriarty.

Moriarty recalled the process of casting the spell just now, and raised his staff to aim at the black wizard who laughed at him.

"Total petrification!"

The second release of the spell quickly landed on the black wizard's chest, petrifying him, so fast that the black wizard's thumb was still facing down.

Moriarty ran up to the black wizard in one breath, and aimed at the black wizard with the tip of his staff: "To pieces! To pieces! To pieces!"

Three spells in succession blasted the black wizard into pieces with a bang.

"Ding dong~ It was detected that the host killed the black wizard, and 300 points were obtained."

Moriarty was overjoyed, with the points he could exchange for various spells.

And with his experience as a secret agent, he can always find the most suitable point of force for him to burst out with terrifying power.

Moriarty felt more confident about finishing off the gang of dark wizards.

The remaining two dark wizards saw that their companions were so brutally dealt with, and realized Moriarty's horror, they quickly threw down the snowman and raised their wands at Moriarty.

"Disarm you!"

"Cruciate!"

Two spells revealed the identity of the Dark Wizard, who spoke English.

Moriarty didn't have time to think about why the British wizards and the Japanese wizards got mixed up. The two spells followed one another, forming a chain of spells.

Once Moriarty is disarmed, and then a Cruciatus shot, he can only be slaughtered.

"Armor protection! Armor protection!"

Learning from the lesson of releasing all petrification, Moriarty released the Iron Armor Curse twice.

An invisible shield appeared in the direction where the Slytherin staff was pointing, acting as a protective barrier in front of Moriarty.

When Moriarty saw the red light bounce, he knew the Dark Wizard's disarming spell had been blocked by him.

But the Cruciatus Curse is one of the three Unforgivable Curses, and the Iron Armor Curse cannot resist the Unforgivable Curses.

With Moriarty's current level of magic, he couldn't use the powerful magic of the Slytherin family. He could only summon the big tree not far away to resist.

"The broken tree is flying!"

Moriarty cast another little magic on himself, "Come and go like the wind!"

After increasing his movement speed, Moriarty rolled over to buy himself some time. The flying broken tree blocked Cruciatus and exploded into pieces.

The agent's instincts were on full display at this moment, and Moriarty realized that he could use the slippery snow to further increase his speed.

He rushed to the dark wizard who had cast the Cruciatus Curse, and quickly approached with a sliding shovel.

Many spells from the Slytherin family flashed through his mind, and finally he locked on a spell that was cast instantly!

"The sharp edge of the sword!"

The black wizard's black robe was cut into pieces, and the exposed skin flowed out a lot of blood as if it had been split by an invisible sword.

"Oh no, my Merlin! Help me!"

The dark wizard who issued the disarming spell watched in shock as his companion was dying, and blood flowed out of the writhing body like a bank bursting.

Moriarty squinted his eyes, and the blood glared in the snow. This was a curse invented by Salazar's ancestor during the long duel with Godric Gryffindor, and the damage value was full!

"It is detected that the host kills the black wizard, and 500 points are obtained."

Moriarty opened the mall, and a bottle of magic recovery potion (primary) required 500 points.

"System, exchange for a bottle for me."

Moriarty hid the exchanged potion in his left hand and stood up with his right hand leaning on the staff. He could clearly see the dark wizard's face and hair color.

He's an English wizard through and through!

In other words, among the four black wizards, the dwarf is from Japan, and the remaining three are all British black wizards.

Moriarty didn't want to be chased and killed by the black wizard in a daze in the future. He raised his staff and pointed the tip of the staff at the last black wizard.

"See what happened to your two companions? Do you also want to die in a foreign country like them? Or tell everything, and then I will give you a sum of money, and you can leave here and never come back."

Moriarty's lips barely moved when he spoke, trying to break through the dark wizard's psychological defenses with a tone of disdain for death.

The black wizard was not fooled, he pointed at Moriarty with his wand: "The sweat on your head betrayed you! It must have taken a lot of your mana to be able to use the spell that killed Neil. It's useless!"

As the black wizard said, too much mana had been consumed by the sharp edge of the sword, and Moriarty had been suffering from headaches since just now.

But he couldn't show his timidity, instead he stared back with even more fierce eyes: "Stupid Mudblood! Go to hell!"

The black wizard's eyes were full of humiliation, and it was obvious that Moriarty's intentional words had pricked his sensitive heart.

He involuntarily took a few steps back, covering himself with several layers of armor, only to find that Moriarty had already run away.

"Fack!" The black wizard realized that he had been deceived, and raised his wand angrily: "Torn apart!"

"Armor protection!" Moriarty turned around abruptly, pointed his staff at the black wizard, and the surging magic power exploded, rebounding the fragments.

Taking advantage of the black wizard's retreat, Moriarty ran and swallowed the magic recovery potion, and now his magic power is back!

Even with the use of magic, Moriarty felt that the magic power was a little more.

"Fire!" Moriarty had long wanted to try this spell.

A flash of fire flashed from the tip of the staff, and a mass of flames rushed towards the black wizard, so fast that the black wizard had no time to say the Iron Armor Curse.

"No!"

The black wizard rolled in the snow, hoping that the snow would put out the fire, but Moriarty randomly summoned a broken tree to end the evil life of the black wizard.

"It is detected that the host kills the black wizard and gets 300 points."

According to the number of points, Moriarty saw that Neil was the leader of the three British wizards, and Neil was also the strongest one.

Eliminate three black wizards and earn 1100 points.

At this moment, the dwarf dark wizard was like a gold bar with legs in Moriarty's eyes.

"Moriarty! Why are you still standing there! Come and save me!"

Lockhart's roar came from the lake. His leg was burned by the fire crow, and he had to soak his lower body in the lake.

Lockhart was rescued by two adult snowmen who could spray water, otherwise the gnome's Cruciatus Curse would have hit Lockhart long ago.

But the condition of the snowmen is not very good. In order to solve the problem quickly, Moriarty remembered a large magic inherited from the family.

"Branches fly."

Moriarty manipulated twelve branches into the snow, and manipulated more than ten branches to shake non-stop, as if drawing a picture.

Lockhart was in a hurry: "What time is it, you still have time to draw!"

The dwarf looked at Moriarty after hearing the words, and then took a deep breath: "Where did the kid come from? He can actually draw a magic circle!"

Lockhart: "..."

It's no wonder that Lockhart is ignorant, magic circles are rarely used in modern magic, and the people who can describe magic circles are either from ancient families or old monsters who can't live in the world.

Reminiscent of China's hidden dragon and crouching tiger, the dwarf finds himself in big trouble.

The dwarf waved his wand: "Undead Fire Raven!"

The fire crow in the woods flew towards the dwarf, forming a fiery red circle of light. A five-meter-tall crow flew out of the circle of light, and its target was Moriarty!

"brush!"

The crow spread its wings, and the wings stretched ten meters long. Clusters of black fires ignited on the wings, emitting a stench.

It's the smell of corpses!

Moriarty frowned. This should be the dwarf's trump card, a forbidden technique for summoning the undead.

Once the breath of death appears, it will definitely take away the life.

But there is a weakness, that is the fire crow aperture.

The dwarf's magic power is obviously not enough to support him to summon a real undead fire crow, so he can only use the power of the little fire crow to support the big fire crow.

As long as the fire crow's aperture is eliminated, the undead fire crow can be weakened.

Moriarty was still drawing the magic circle and couldn't be distracted, so he yelled at Lockhart: "Shoot all the magic spells you know at that circle of light!"

Lockhart did as he did, but the spells he knew were really limited. Moriarty could see it clearly. There were disarming spells, cleansing spells... but no forgetting spells that Lockhart was best at.

It shows that Lockhart is dishonest, and if he keeps his hand, he may have evil intentions.

Fortunately, Lockhart's interference narrowed the aperture a little bit, and the Undead Firecrow paused for a while, but quickly returned to normal, rushing over with flames.

Moriarty felt the burning of the undead flames, and at this moment, his magic circle was finished!

"Speak to me, Slytherin! The greatest of the Big Four!"

Moriarty stuck his staff into the ground, a green light rose, and then a silver light covered the snow.

The simple magic circle was activated and turned rapidly, and more than a dozen branches turned into green beams of light, reaching the sky.

"Ice Snake Dances!"

Moriarty drained all his magic power and injected it into the magic circle.

The air suddenly became cold, and a large storm appeared above the magic circle, mixed with ice and snow.

The falling ice crystals and snow blocks kept hitting the undead Fire Crow, and the Fire Crow had no time to fight back.

The storm came quickly, swept away the fire crow, and the undead flame disappeared without a trace.

"Bang!" The fire crow's aperture exploded, and the dwarf was backlashed by the magic power, coughing in a muffled voice.

Moriarty figured he must be coughing up blood, and though he was covering it up well, the snowmen wouldn't let that chance pass.

Two streams of snow sprayed from the yeti's mouth, and the dwarf cast a protective spell on himself.

"Baga brat!" The dwarf was furious, glaring at Moriarty, wishing he could cast another curse on him.

But Moriarty didn't give a chance, he killed as soon as he could, and never delaying was his creed as an agent in his previous life.

I saw him leaning on his staff with both hands, hissing sound: "Hiss! Hiss, hiss!"

Lockhart's mouth was wide open, this time even if he was ignorant, he knew it.

"Parseltongue!?"

Lockhart suddenly understood why Moriarty was talking to Slytherin.

After Moriarty spoke the snake language, the twelve green beams of light turned into a big green snake!

The big snake rushed into the storm above the magic circle, and when it rushed out, it had become twelve ice snakes!

The ice snake approached the dwarf slowly, and the dwarf was petrified.

The big green snake, more than ten meters long and three meters wide, plays with the dwarf like a little mouse.

The twelve snake heads looked at the dwarf in turn. They spit out a letter and licked the dwarf's face. Every time they licked, the dwarf's face would be frozen.

Weird and unknown!

The oppression brought by the ice snake made the snowmen dare not move around, until the dwarf was completely frozen and formed an ice coffin, and the ice snake gradually dissipated.

Moriarty sat down on the ground, his magic power was almost exhausted, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

"Lockhart? Lockhart! Get me the dwarf's backpack if you can still move!"

Moriarty called Lockhart like a servant, and the latter walked towards the dwarf in a daze, the twelve ice snakes lingering in his mind.

"boom!"

The large backpack was placed in front of Moriarty by Lockhart.

Four or five snowmen rushed over, but they gave Moriarty a very scared look, and they didn't dare to move forward, just whimpered at the backpack.

Not long after, a low whimper sounded from inside the backpack, as if crying.

Moriarty remembered the mission of the system, and it seemed that the baby snowman was in the backpack.

"Lockhart, open the backpack and return the baby snowman inside to the snowman."

As if to verify the authenticity, Lockhart opened the backpack with trembling hands, and his eyes widened instantly.

He took out the snowman baby in a daze, and then handed it to the snowman.

"You, how did you know there was a snowman baby inside?" Lockhart slumped to the ground like a deflated rubber ball.

Moriarty's powerful strength, endless spells, and terrifying forbidden techniques almost crushed Lockhart's self-esteem.

The only thing Lockhart was able to maintain with respect to Moriarty was his Oblivion Charm.

And now Moriarty is likely to be a prophet?

Doesn't it mean that the other party has also known about his Forgetting Curse!

Moriarty was too busy looking at a necklace at the bottom of his pack to talk to Lockhart.

He picked up the necklace, nothing out of the ordinary.

But the task is completed, right?

"It is detected that the host has completed the task, and the host will be rewarded with ten years of magic power and an alchemy prop, the Philosopher's Stone."

Magic stone?

Nicolas May's Philosopher's Stone!

In the future, I must visit this alchemist master if I have the opportunity.

Moriarty asked Lockhart to help him up, and he came to the dwarf with his staff in his hand, and put the dwarf and the ice moon necklace into the system space together.

He still doesn't know what the function of the Ice Moon Necklace is, but there must be a huge secret hidden behind the dwarf.

There was no way Moriarty would let this secret slip out of his hands until he settled down before interrogating the dwarf.