The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

"Greece is the birthplace of black magic. Vampires, werewolves, goblins, mummies, dark elves... people of all sizes in the dark world will naturally focus here. I have to say, it is still easy to earn money from vampires."

The uncle grinned, and the businessman's pretended sincerity was clearly revealed at this moment.

He looked around and whispered to Moriarty: "Werewolves are irritable, mummies are difficult to communicate, and dark elves are proud, but vampires are different. Immortals have always had a bad memory. They are too good at sleeping. I often forget the amount of gold coins, and I don’t know how to keep accounts, haha.”

The waiter brought over three glasses of wine, the red Bloody Mary was taken away by the uncle, Moriarty pushed the transparent lemonade to Lilith, and then took small sips of the amber Long Island ice.

Lilith looked at the waiter's pale wrists and pointed teeth, her eyes widened: "Moriarty, are they—vampires?"

"It was discovered thirty seconds earlier than I expected, which means that your mood has not been affected." Moriarty glanced at her and said softly: "Obviously, this is a vampire bar!"

"Cool~" The eldest lady who dealt with the law all day was even more excited, drinking lemonade and staring wildly.

The uncle drank the wine and potion, and smacked his lips happily: "Be prepared, the waiter here is a half-blood vampire!"

Lilith was a little surprised: "Vampires are also divided into pure blood and mixed blood?"

"Yes." The uncle nodded: "Half-blood vampires are also called half-vampires, and you can understand them as half-blood wizards in Europe. Most of the vampires in Shengbo Saran are half-blood.

The boss behind Shengbo Saran is a pure-blooded vampire, also known as an aristocratic vampire. According to my grandfather, he is a grand duke of vampires who has lived for more than seven hundred years. "

"Duke Vampire?" Moriarty took over the topic, and pointedly said: "In the past thousand years, not many Duke Vampires have been born. Do you know which clan this Duke belongs to? Cain? Dracula? Kun Lan? Bluebeard? Old Jew?"

"If it weren't for your age, I would have thought you were a vampire hunter!" The uncle's expression changed, he looked at Moriarty with a little more seriousness, and smiled mischievously.

"Greek vampires have very little contact with the ancient European undead species. As far as I know, there is no connection. So I don't know whether the Vampire Grand Duke of Shengbo Saran has any connection with European vampires.

Most of the vampires on our side worship female vampires, such as Countess Carnstein, commonly known as Camilla, and maid Anpusha, who is also a female vampire. "

"I heard someone talking about female vampires!" A weak female voice came, "Dolls, do you want to see female vampires? Come with my sister~"

A charming woman came over, and the guests suddenly put down what they were doing and stared at her intently.

This was very unusual, and Moriarty observed the guests' reactions, and concluded that this woman had the blood of Meiwa.

The exquisite face made it impossible to move away from the eyes, and she was only wearing a black lace nightgown, revealing large areas of her slim figure and fair skin.

She forced herself between the seats of Moriarty and Lilith, and smiled charmingly at them.

Lilith said annoyedly, "Are you a vampire or a mermaid?"

"It's impolite~" The woman smiled coquettishly and stretched out her finger to touch Lilith's chin. Lilith moved away, and the woman smiled charmingly: "Not good~"

"Be quiet, Mrs. Kewa." The uncle dissuaded: "Don't think about them, this is not something you can get your hands on. I told you."

Ms. Kewa walked to the uncle like a slut: "Boss Uria, you can't monopolize all foreigners, can you not let me touch the red-haired British last time, now~ these two Personal—don’t let me touch it?”

The uncle shook off Mrs. Kewa who was hanging on him in distaste, a flash of unhappiness flashed in his heart, that red-haired Englishman was carrying Dumbledore's present, I won't let you touch it for the sake of everyone's safety!

It's a pity that the uncle can only rot in his stomach and cannot say these words.

Mrs. Kewa didn't care, seeing that the uncle didn't speak, she thought he had acquiesced, and continued to seduce Moriarty.

"Get out of the way! If you don't want to be crucified, get out of the way!" A shrill voice sounded from behind Mrs. Kewa.

Mrs. Kewa was very angry. In Shengbo Salan, no one scolded her yet!

"Do you dare? Crucify me! Oh, who do you think you are?"

"I don't mean me, though I could kill you too—in fact I killed a vampire not long ago in the dark woods of Ireland. I mean the object of your charm—the little gentleman." The thin voice spoke in English, which caught the attention of Moriarty and Lilith.

This person had a typical British face, with a ruddy complexion and black pupils. Moriarty was flashed with a flash of kindness in his agile eyes.

He held out his hand to Moriarty: "I recognized you as soon as you came, I read that novel last year! My name is Quirrell, Quirinus Quirrell! I graduated from Hogwarts. Winclaw College."

"You are Quirrell?" Moriarty didn't answer, but Lilith called out, "I heard from the senior sister that Professor Quirrell of the Muggle Studies class took a leave of absence last year, and I heard that he went on a trip. Yes, I didn't expect..."

Lilith looked at Quirrell up and down. He was in good spirits, but his clothes were not flattering. He was wearing a purple wizard robe, which exuded a garlic smell.

At the same time, Moriarty remembered the name Quirrell, the poor man who was attached to the back of the head by Voldemort, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts in the 1991-1992 school year.

And now it's 1989, and Quirrell hasn't been possessed yet.

"Ding dong~ The host has detected that Quirrell is now releasing a mission: Prevent Quirrell from being possessed by Voldemort! Mission time: ten days. Reward, 5000 points. Punishment: The host will be drained by Mrs. Kewa until there is not even a drop!"

"Huh?" Moriarty asked curiously, "The mission punishment this time is not obliteration?"

The system gave an answer: "Last year was the first year the host came to this world. This system issued the punishment of obliterating the host in order to urge the host to complete the task as soon as possible.

After a year of hard work, the host already has the foundation and capital to become a big boss behind the scenes, and this system will naturally not kill the host!

Once it is found that the host's attitude has become negative, or the task completion rate is not high, the punishment will be to kill the host. I hope the host will continue to work hard to become the big boss behind the scenes as soon as possible! "

Moriarty smiled playfully, the ruthless system.

After accepting the task, Moriarty and Quirrell shook hands lightly, and let Quirrell sit on his right.

Then Mrs. Kewa issued an order to evict the guests. Mrs. Kewa gave Quirrell a vicious look, fanned the wind under her nose with her hand, and hurried away.

Quirrell said with a smile: "For half-blood vampires, the smell of garlic is still very useful."

"It sounds like you're familiar with vampires," Moriarty asked casually.

"It's not familiar, it's just dealing with it." Quirrell talked eloquently: "As I said before, in Ireland last year, I met a vampire and fought with him for a long time before killing him. An urn of ashes was found in his coffin, and they followed the ashes to Athens."

"In a sense, the coffin represents the identity and status of the vampire. For a mixed-blood vampire, owning a coffin is as meaningful as owning a villa for humans." The uncle also joined the topic.

"Last year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was a vampire." Lilith said suddenly, "I think he might be of mixed blood."

"It must be of mixed blood." Moriarty affirmed her statement. He remembered the big box he saw in Professor Randy's office. The liquid contained in it should be animal blood - Dumbledore would not provide it to him. Human blood, and pure blood vampires cannot drink animal blood.

Quirrell was a little melancholy: "Professor of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class? I came out to travel to accumulate more experience. I am going to apply to Professor Dumbledore to be the professor of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class for the 1991~1992 school year! There is a lot of competition pressure ah!"

"As far as I know, Dumbledore already has candidates for a new professor for the 1991~1992 school year." Moriarty said tactfully, "You can wait for the next year, or, travel to Western European countries."

After contacting Quirrell, Moriarty felt that this person was not bad, smart, bold, and respected Moriarty, so Quirrell was worth cultivating.

Even if there were no system tasks, Moriarty would not watch him go to Albania to die.

Unexpectedly, Quirrell shook his head and said firmly: "I have decided to go to Albania next month. I heard that there are some weird things hidden in the forest there. I am going to find out and report to Professor Dumbledore! This is also mine. A valuable adventure!"

Moriarty sighed in his heart, it seems that there are only some means to prevent Quirrell from being possessed by Voldemort.

At this time, he noticed that the uncle had not spoken and his eyes were avoiding, realizing that there was a problem.

Moriarty thought for a while, and since they mentioned "Dumbledore", the uncle stopped talking.

Regarding the obliteration host of system punishment. I thought this way at the beginning: I was afraid that the system would overwhelm the host, and you would focus on the system and ignore Moriarty. I also didn't want you to say that Moriarty was a puppet of the system, so I made the system simple and straightforward. white. In fact, I can play tricks on the system punishment, which will add a lot of fun, so you can rest assured that starting from this volume, the system will also be adjusted.

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