The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

"Greece is the birthplace of black magic. Vampires, werewolves, goblins, mummies, dark elves... The big and small people in the dark world will naturally focus on here. I have to say that it is better to earn money from vampires."

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

He looked around a few times and whispered to Moriarty: "Werewolves are irritable, mummies are difficult to communicate, and dark elves are proud, but vampires are different. Longevity's memory has never been very good, they are too sleepy, I often forget the amount of gold coins, and I don’t know how to keep accounts, haha.”

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

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

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

"Cool~" The eldest lady, who has been dealing with the law all day, became even more excited, drinking lemonade and staring wildly.

The uncle drank the wine and potion in one go, and smacking his lips happily: "In preparation, the waiter here is a half-blood vampire!"

Lilith was a little surprised: "Vampires are pure-blooded and mixed-blooded?"

"Yes." The uncle nodded: "Mixed-blood vampires are also called half-vampires. You can understand them as half-blood wizards in Europe. Most of the vampires in Shengbo Saran are of mixed blood.

The boss behind Shengbo Saran is a pure blood vampire, also known as a noble vampire. According to my grandfather, he is a vampire grand duke who has lived for more than 700 years. "

"Archduke Vampire?" Moriarty took over the topic and pointed out: "In the past thousand years, there have not been many vampire dukes born. Do you know which clan this duke belongs to? Cain? Dracula? Kun Lan? Bluebeard? Or Old Jew?"

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

"Vampires in Greece have very little connection with the ancient undead species in Europe. As far as I know, there is no connection. So I don't know if the Vampire Archduke of Shengbozalan has any connection with European vampires.

Most of the vampires on our side worship female vampires, such as the Countess Karnstein, commonly known as Camilla, and the maid Ampsha, 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? Go with my sister~"

A charming and moving woman came over, and the guests suddenly put down their work and stared at her intently.

This is very unusual, Moriarty observed the reaction of the guests and came to the conclusion: This woman has the blood of Meiwa.

The delicate face makes people unable to look away, and she only wears a black lace nightdress, exposing her slender figure and fair skin.

She squeezed into the seat between Moriarty and Lilith, and gave them a charming smile.

Lilith said distastefully, "Are you a vampire or a fairy?"

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

"Be quiet, Mrs. Kewa." The uncle discouraged: "Don't think about them, this is not an existence you can interfere with. I told you."

Ms. Kewa walked up to the uncle like a **** and rubbed the uncle's lower body with a proud curve: "Boss Uria, you can't monopolize foreigners, can't you, the red-haired Englishman last time you Don't let me touch, now oh~ these two people—don't let me touch either?"

The uncle shook off the Mrs. Kewa hanging on him in disgust, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his heart. The red-haired Englishman brought Dumbledore's souvenir. I won't let you touch it for the sake of everyone's safety!

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

Mrs. Kewa didn't care either. Seeing that the uncle didn't speak, she thought he acquiesced, and continued to charm Moriarty.

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

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

"Do you dare? Nail me to the cross! Huh, who do you think you are?"

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

This person is a typical British face, with a ruddy face and black pupils. His smart eyes swept over Moriarty, and a flash of kindness flashed.

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! Rachel graduated from Hogwarts. Wenclaw College."

"You're Quirrell?" Moriarty didn't answer, but Lilith called out, "I heard from the seniors that Professor Quirrell from Muggle Studies took a leave of absence last year, and I heard that he was traveling. Well, 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 gave off a garlicky smell.

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

And it's 1989, and Quirrell isn't possessed yet.

"Ding Dong~ It was detected that the host found that Quirrell is now releasing a mission: Prevent Quirrell from being possessed by Voldemort! Mission time: ten days. Reward, 500 points. Punishment: The host will be drained by Mrs. Kewa until there is not even a drop!"

"Huh?" Moriarty asked curiously, "This time the mission punishment isn't obliteration?"

The system replied: "Last year was the first year that the host came to this world. In order to urge the host to hurry up and complete the task, the system will issue the punishment of obliterating the host.

After a year of hard work, the host already has the foundation and capital to become a big boss behind the scenes. Naturally, this system will not obliterate 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 become to obliterate 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, a ruthless system.

After receiving the mission, Moriarty and Quirrell shook hands gently, letting Quirrell sit on his right.

Then she ordered Mrs. Kewa to evict the guest, and 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 works really well."

"It sounds like you are familiar with vampires." Moriarty asked casually.

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

"Coffins in a sense represent the identity and status of vampires. For mixed-race vampires, owning a coffin is as important as owning a villa for humans~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Uncle also joined the topic.

"Last year's Defence Against the Dark Arts professor was a vampire." Lilith said suddenly, "I think he may be a mixed race."

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

Quirrell felt a little melancholy: "Professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts? I traveled to gain more experience. I'm going to apply to Professor Dumbledore to be a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor for the 1991-1992 school year! The competition is very stressful. what!"

"As far as I know, Dumbledore already has a new professor candidate for the 1991-1992 academic year." Moriarty said politely, "You can wait for the next year, or you can travel to countries in Western Europe."

After getting in touch with Quirrell, Moriarty felt that this person was not bad. He was smart, bold, and respected Moriarty, so Quirrell was worthy of training.

Even if there is no system task, Moriarty will 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 strange things hidden in the forest there. I am going to find out and report it to Professor Dumbledore! This is also mine. An invaluable adventure!"

Moriarty sighed inwardly. It seemed that there was only one way to prevent Quirrell from being possessed by Voldemort.

At this time, he noticed that the uncle hadn't spoken, his eyes were dodging, and he realized that there was a problem.

Moriarty thought about it, and since they mentioned "Dumbledore", the uncle stopped talking.

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