The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

Life on the "Isabella" was pleasant for Lockhart, and he could always find someone willing to listen to his story in the noisy crowd.

Not long after boarding the ship, everyone on the ship was attracted by Lockhart, while Moriarty asked the crew for a pen and a lot of old newspapers, and then plunged into the inner cabin.

Except for the three meals a day that Lockhart brought in, he didn't see anyone, and he didn't go out.

Five days later, Moriarty called Lockhart: "Here you are!"

He tossed a stack of old newspapers to Lockhart.

Lockhart opened them, and saw that the newspaper was full of beautiful black lace fonts, and he read the headline seriously: "In Eastern Tibet with Slytherin!"

"Master!" Lockhart's neck turned red with excitement, "I thought you were just talking, but I didn't expect you to really publish a book for me!"

"From now on, you must raise your mood, Lockhart." Moriarty said, "No matter where you are or what happens, you must remain calm, such as this book..."

Moriarty looked at Lockhart seriously: "You know what kind of shock this book will cause once it is released, right?

From England, to France, Germany... You will become a household name in the European magic world, and then America and Africa! "

And I, Salazar's last direct blood relative, will also enter the public eye. "

Lockhart, absorbed in the prospect Moriarty described, grinned foolishly.

"Oh my lord, that would be nice. I've seen us waving to wizards together in the flashlight, we're sure to hit the headlines of the Daily Prophet!"

"Wrong, you're the only one waving to the wizards! And you're the only one who gets the headlines! People will find out that you've gone from being a writer to being a digger!"

Moriarty stared at Lockhart with eagle-like eyes: "This is very important, Lockhart.

Look into my eyes, you have to make people think that you are the one who has found me! Bringing back the Spawn of Slytherin to England! "

Lockhart swallowed, he understood the meaning behind these words, he frowned: "I understand, young master, but there is one thing I must tell you, I am not sure if this will affect you plan of."

He explained: "The Foley family among the twenty-eight pure-blood families is my partner, or in other words, my works are operated, promoted, and sold by the Foley family."

Lockhart spread his hands and shook his head helplessly: "The money we earn is divided into four or six, me four, and the Foley family six. There is no way, as long as the business related to books is inseparable from the Foley family, my four I still fought hard..."

Moriarty pondered for a moment, then patted Lockhart on the shoulder.

"We'll talk about the Foley family when we get home. What you have to do is to improve your character design and improve your image! Think about how to make yourself the favorite of wizards."

Moriarty had to go back to the castle to see what good things Salazar left behind before he could make a plan for the pure-blood family.

Five days later, the ship passed through the English Channel and arrived in England.

Moriarty took Lockhart non-stop, heading for Bristol.

"Merlin, Salazar Slytherin came to Bristol after leaving Hogwarts! Right in England! People thought he left Europe!"

Lockhart was like a general returning from victory all the way, and he continued like this until he reached his destination.

"Master?" Lockhart looked at the endless plain without even the shadow of the castle. He didn't understand why Moriarty stopped.

"There must be an extremely powerful Concealment Curse here besides the Muggle Repelling Curse. But it won't bother me, Lockhart, stand back."

Moriarty searched for relevant memories in his mind, pointed his wand straight ahead, and said in Parseltongue: "Talk to me—Slytherin!"

Even though it wasn't the first time he heard it, Lockhart was horrified.

Moriarty seemed to be talking to Salazar's undead: "Open your eyes to see death, close your eyes to see the future! Every angel has a past, and every demon has a future!"

A dazzling silver light shot into the front from the top of the staff, and Moriarty and Lockhart were instantly swept away by a huge force, and there was a hissing sound in their ears, as if there were ten thousand snakes hissing in their ears .

"Oh, this is really too bad," Lockhart got up from the ground clutching his buttocks, he felt himself fall, "Master, are you alright?"

Lockhart wanted to help Moriarty, but he heard him say, "We have arrived. There is no doubt that this is Slytherin Castle."

Lockhart heard a hint of excitement, which was rare for Moriarty, and he hurriedly raised his head to look at the castle.

"Oh! Oh——" Lockhart covered his mouth, wanting to say something but couldn't.

The main body of the castle is made of granite, with purple agate inlaid on the outside, gazing into the distance like magic eyes.

The exterior of the castle is enchanted, silver and green, it looks like a rising magic palace under the sunlight during the day, and like a giant snake hovering at night.

Although it is in Gothic style, there are many towers, fortresses, stone bridges, city walls, and barracks.

Compared with a noble manor, it is more like a battle fortress.

Of course, the castle has a Salazar Slytherin style everywhere, and the walls made of gold ore are polished as pure and shining as glass.

A silver stone road that can accommodate four carriages leads directly to the gate from the bottom of Moriarty's feet.

There is a large lawn on both sides of the stone road, and then the lush oak forest surrounds the lawn and the city wall like a knight order.

There is a large lake behind the castle, and the sound of water splashing is faintly heard.

Slytherin's logo is printed on the gates, walls, and roofs... the castle looks solemn.

"Come on Lockhart, look at yourself, we're going in." Moriarty said with a smile, satisfied with the castle.

There was a sudden "pop" in the air, and a goblin came out of the gate out of thin air.

He was wearing a black robe, with pointed and long ears and a very prominent pointed nose, his sallow skin was full of wrinkles, and his hair was long and dragged to the ground.

What particularly caught Moriarty's attention was the goblin wearing a pair of golden anklets.

"Dear descendant of Slytherin—cough cough." The goblin coughed violently as soon as he opened his mouth. When he mentioned "Slytherin", Moriarty saw a hint of malice in his pair of black eyes.

"I haven't spoken to anyone for at least nine hundred years!" The goblin hoarsely groaned and kept looking at Moriarty: "Then, you are a descendant of Salazar Slytherin...except Salazar Slytherin No one can find here except the spell given to his descendants."

The goblin reluctantly knelt down: "Follow Salazar's order, and Ingo the goblin will serve you faithfully from beginning to end!"

"Take me in." Moriarty knew that there was another bizarre story hidden behind Ingo, but he first wanted to receive Salazar's intellectual heritage.

"Please give me the key." Ingo stretched out his hands.

Moriarty put the golden key in Ingo's hand, and Ingo stood up and opened the door with the key.

The moment the door opened, Moriarty received a prompt from the system: "It is detected that the host has acquired the ownership of Slytherin Castle, and ten exploration draws will be rewarded."

A large group of house elves ran out of the castle, and they eagerly came to Moriarty and applauded vigorously: "This day has finally come, welcome the descendants of Slytherin!"

Ingo explained in a timely manner: "They are responsible for the care, cleaning, and food of the entire castle. Salazar cast a permanent spell on them, preventing them from leaving the entire castle."

"You are not allowed to call your master by his first name!" A leading house-elf pointed at Ingo, his long nose quivering with anger, and said to Moriarty, "Ingo is a bad fellow, who has been talking all day since his master left." Talking bad about the master."

Ingo was obviously used to the house-elves complaining, at least for nine hundred years or more, but he couldn't ignore Moriarty's opinion.

"I don't want to hide it from you, but I was caught by Salazar." Ingo shook his leg shackles, "I witnessed Salazar's creation of this castle, so I can't leave the castle either."

"My name is Moriarty Slytherin, you will call me master in the future, I have no interest in your past now," Moriarty's tone is beyond doubt: "What interests me is the ancestor legacy."

"I'll show you, master! My name is Luke, and we'll go to the master's bedroom first."

The house-elf Luke took credit for leading the way, and Moriarty entered the castle surrounded by Lockhart and Ingo.

The exterior of the castle is not too gorgeous, but the hall is magnificent. Twelve giant silver and white pillars prop up the first floor. The milky white walls and white carpet all over the floor make the hall look bright.

One after another portraits, banners, sculptures, and rune maps hang on the wall, which is simple and ancient.

On both sides of each ancient, there is a gem or emerald embedded.

Strangely, with the color of the gemstone, the orientation of the embedded wall is also different.

On the wall facing the gate was a big golden clock. Moriarty checked the time, it was a quarter to twelve.

The Slytherin logo was embroidered on the carpet, and Lockhart climbed on it all at once: "Oh Merlin, this must be the handicraft of elves! Only they can make it by hand."

"Compared to exquisite carpets, ancient carvings, and expensive furniture..." Moriarty scanned the hall, and finally fixed his gaze on the two rows of candles.

"There is magic between these candles, which are as thick as ordinary people's arms, and the gemstones in various directions. I think that the ancestors must have deliberately arranged them in this way. This should be a magic circle."

Ingo stared at Moriarty, afraid of Moriarty's talent and sensitivity, he muttered, "Another Slytherin monster!"

He sighed: "Okay, young master, what you said is correct, but I want to add that this is a space magic circle, and his existence provides light to the entire castle."

Lockhart seemed to have found an inspiration, and quickly wrote down all these.

Ingo had a hint of showing off, and he raised his face: "In fact, the castle uses a large number of space magic circles, and the master's spell opened the magic circle into the castle territory, and the space teleportation sent you here.

Don't worry about the snake language from the teleportation array, it is a symbol of the first unblocking, and no one has been here for nearly a thousand years. "

Lockhart clapped his hands and said happily: "Aha~ The heritage of a thousand-year-old pure-blood family! It is richer and more luxurious than any pure-blood family in the UK. I don't think even the entire European family combined can compare to the young master's castle! "

Ingo's face suddenly changed: "These are all the wealth of goblins!"

Moriarty looked at Ingo playfully: "It seems that your status among elves is not low."

Ingo turned his head to one side, unwilling to speak.

Luke said loudly as if trying to hit Ingo: "My respected young master, let's go, everything in the master's bedroom remains the same!"

Moriarty nodded, and followed Luke for a long time before finding Salazar's bedroom, which was still exquisite and luxurious, but Moriarty didn't look much, but caught a notebook on the desk with one glance.