The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

Through the back and the fragrance, Moriarty recognized the identity of the woman, his widow, Narcissa.

Now it is Mrs. Malfoy who has succeeded Lucius as the school's trustee.

She turned around, her skin was dazzlingly fair, and this woman seemed to know her greatest advantage, so she deliberately chose a white wizard's robe, and her whole body seemed to be glowing.

"Moriarty," Narcissa raised her noble and graceful neck slightly, her red lips lightly parted, "I invite you to be my dance partner, will you agree?"

As she said that, she tiptoed lightly, and showed a rare smile: "The combination of the school administrator and the students will definitely shock everyone's jaws."

Moriarty didn't see her smiling face, but only saw the two peaks shaking. He laughed dumbly. There is one thing that mature women can never compare to little witches, that is, they go straight without pretense or pretentiousness.

Being so straightforward as Narcissa made Moriarty less repulsive, he admired Narcissa's beautiful and holy face, but smiled apologetically: "I'm glad to hear your invitation, Mrs. Malfoy. But , I already have a dance partner."

Narcissa was rejected and did not feel lost.

No one knew how much determination it took for her to summon the courage to ask Moriarty out and make an invitation.

She just invited Moriarty with the mentality of trying, and in the end, she was planning to borrow Moriarty's fame to stand for her.

If she can invite Moriarty, then at the dance, when she appears in front of everyone with Moriarty's arm on her arm, all wizards will know that the Malfoy family has a powerful foreign aid.

Even if I was rejected, at least I don't have the guilt of taking advantage of Moriarty.

Narcissa thought with relief, and her uneasiness was replaced by deep curiosity: "Can I ask, who is that lucky girl?"

"You know." Moriarty turned his eyes to the black lake, which had cooled down, and all the magical creatures in the lake were hiding at the bottom of the lake.

I know?

Narcissa's mood suddenly became extremely bad.

It felt like many years ago, she and her two sisters had a fancy for an evening dress at the same time.

But there was only one evening dress, and her eldest sister, Bellatrix Lestrange, who was still Bellatrix Black at the time, bought that dress with all her might.

Narcissa could only watch her sister wearing the most beautiful dress to attend the pure blood party with envy. Although she was also very beautiful, she would not have captured Lucius' heart, but Narcissa would never forget the mood at that time.

In order to hide the irritability in her heart, Narcissa raised her right hand and brushed the ends of her hair, pretending to be nonchalant and saying, "It's a girl from the Piliwick family, um... You guys will look like a stunning pair."

"It's not Lilith." Moriarty glanced at Narcissa playfully, as if trying to tease her, "It's someone who is inextricably linked to you."

Not Lilith?

Narcissa's mood improved again, but when she heard the following words, she was not in a good mood.

I was defeated by a person who is inextricably linked to me?

Narcissa recalled again that many years ago, she took a fancy to a box of French white chocolate, but she was taken first by her second sister, Andromeda Black.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in Narcissa's girlhood. Although she is the noble little princess of the Black family, there is always something unique in this world.

At that time, only Narcissa was wronged.

This situation didn't change until she married into the Malfoy family. She became a mistress and could buy whatever she wanted.

Now she is standing next to Moriarty, the sweet and sour girl's heart seems to have returned to her body along the magic of Hogwarts.

"I can't guess, you tell me~" Narcissa said angrily.

Moriarty looked at her, not hiding the surprise in her eyes, "Mrs. Malfoy, maybe you need a softener?"

Mrs. Malfoy, who had always been calm, suddenly clenched her fists, raised and lowered her fists, and looked at Moriarty with an intriguing look as if she had thought of something.

"You wouldn't... deliberately make up a girl in order to reject me?"

Narcissa regretted it as soon as she said it. With her identity and age, she shouldn't have said such words in a sour tone.

What would Moriarty think of her?

Sure enough, Moriarty walked around Narcissa three times, until Narcissa got tired of walking and asked him what he was doing, Moriarty stopped and said calmly: "I'm checking whether you are being Manipulated, or some ulterior motive wizard drank the compound decoction and turned into you."

"What's the conclusion?" Narcissa looked at Moriarty with a half-smile, "Perhaps you didn't see it, why don't I use my wand to prove it myself."

"Your wand is still in my hand." Moriarty flipped his wrist, and he held the silver and black-gold wand in his hand.

Moriarty poked the soft flesh around Narcissa's waist with the tip of her wand, "It doesn't look fake, what do you say, Mrs. Malfoy."

Narcissa bit her lip and didn't make any strange noises, she said angrily, "It's true, you..."

But Moriarty was not interested in talking to her anymore, he retracted his wand and walked towards the castle without looking back, "See you at the dinner, Mrs. Malfoy, by the way, you know my dance partner, and you are very familiar.

Her name is Tonks, you see, is she inextricably linked with you? "

Narcissa stood there, motionless, "Tonks...?"

"Nymphadora Tonks? The daughter of the second sister Andromeda..."

Narcissa realized that Moriarty's dance partner was her own niece, her face was brushed and turned pale, she tugged her hair frantically, and smiled wryly.

The story that happened many years ago is being played out again.

However, Moriarty didn't know anything about this, and he was not interested in paying attention to the open and secret struggle between the three eldest ladies of the Black family, which was decades ago.

His philosophy of life has always been wanton and living, so he found Tonks in the Hufflepuff cafeteria.

"This aroma seems to be almond?"

When Moriarty passed by, Tonks was cooking a dish, putting a small plate of green vegetables into a small pot to boil.

Hearing Moriarty's words, Tonks raised his head and smiled.

"You're here, little brother~

But you didn't come at the right time. You'd better come back after two hours. You can taste the dishes I made for you. To celebrate our great victory. "

Tonks smiled innocently, but she was obviously exhausted, and a drop of sweat slid down her temples.

Moriarty leaned in front of Tonks and carefully wiped the sweat off her forehead, Tonks laughed happily: "Gentle and considerate little brother, how many girls have been deceived by this trick. ?

The news reached my ears, and all the girls in the school ran to the Slytherin common room. "

"Then why are you staying here?"

Moriarty pulled her to the chair next to her and rubbed her fingers: "This is not the hand that cooks, this is the hand that holds the wand. Remember your dream, Nymph?"

Moriarty held onto Tonks' little hand and quickly blushed.

But when it comes to dreams, she has a solemn expression.

"Of course I do, and I'll never forget it. Becoming an Auror is my holy dream and a belief I'd give my life for!"

Moriarty stared at her dark eyes, Tonks quickly avoided, bowed his head shyly ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ said greasy: "But before I become an Auror, I want to do it for you. A delicious meal."

"Those things are for the house-elves. You should go back to the dormitory and prepare for our dance." Moriarty replied softly, and he took Tonks' hand.

"House-elf? No, no, no!" Tonks raised his head: "They can't make Chinese food, I made Chinese food for you.

For example, they have never heard of this almond bergamot. I know you like Chinese food, so I learned Chinese recipes, if you—eh? "

She originally wanted to say, "If you want to eat Chinese food, then come to the Hufflepuff cafeteria to see the senior. Maybe the senior will cook you a few dishes when she is in a good mood."

But Moriarty said, our dance?

What's the meaning? Could it be that……

Tonks' heart-shaped face suddenly resembled the hearts of a poker card, and Moriarty couldn't help but want to touch her face.

She said incredulously: "What did you say, Moriarty? Our... dance? But I haven't invited you yet..."

"It's up to boys to talk about this kind of thing." Moriarty took her hand and stood up, holding her chin up: "Sister Nymph, can I invite you to be my dance partner?"

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