The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

Early the next morning, Marcus went to the secret room to deliver a letter. Nicole May opened the envelope and glanced at it. The contents of the letter were like magnets, firmly attracting his attention.

He locked himself in the secret room, and no one was allowed to enter. He didn't even eat breakfast, set out paper and pen, and began to calculate.

In fact, today is Friday, and the students of Gryffindor and Ravenclaw will usher in their first alchemy class. After breakfast, the little lion and little eagle came to the secret room happily, but The door to the secret room is locked.

As more and more students arrived, the discussion became louder and louder. The students all wondered what happened to the professor. They would never have thought that Professor Nicolas was burying his head in calculations.

It wasn't until noon that Nicolas finally calculated a series of strange sorting numbers. He tiredly opened the door of the secret room, and handed an envelope to the Gryffindor closest to the door, "Give it to Moriah for me." Tislettling, thank you."

Feeling the professor's courtesy, the little lion took the envelope flattered, and solemnly said to Nicolas May that he promised to complete the task.

He trotted to the Slytherin table and handed the envelope to Moriarty.

Moriarty opened the envelope, looked at the arrangement rules on the letter, and nodded in satisfaction.

The sorting rules calculated by Nicolas May are exactly the same as the sorting rules given by the alchemy matrix.

Proof that Moriarty and Nicolas May are fully capable of making a new broom.

With this business opportunity, Moriarty visited Malfoy Manor at three o'clock in the afternoon.

Lucius Malfoy and his son Draco Malfoy stood at the gate of the manor to welcome them.

"Dear Mr. Moriarty, do you often attend afternoon tea after returning from China?" Lucius looked at Moriarty with admiration.

"No, today is my first formal English afternoon tea."

Moriarty adjusted the white collar of his black tuxedo. He was wearing a black top hat and holding a silver cane.

Lucius showed a solemn expression: "Mr. Moriarty, you chose the Malfoy family as the object of the first afternoon tea. It is a joint honor for the Slytherin family and the Malfoy family. I can guarantee that this afternoon, you will not Will be disappointed."

Moriarty nodded slightly. Lucius was also wearing a tuxedo and a high hat today, which made this man look sleeker and smarter. Even Draco wore the same outfit, just like a miniature version of Lucius.

But they are all very decent clothes, very in line with the British afternoon tea dress etiquette.

Seeing Moriarty glance at his son, Lucius put his hand on Draco's shoulder.

Draco looked at Moriarty as if he had gotten a hint, and said what the family had agreed upon: "Senior Moriarty, it's a pleasure to meet you, and you are welcome to visit Malfoy Manor."

Draco was much more respectful than last time, and greeted him politely.

Moriarty took advantage of the opportunity to bring the topic to Draco, looked at Lucius and asked, "When will Draco enroll?"

Lucius immediately smiled and said, "Two years later."

Moriarty started talking to Lucius, and the two walked into the house as they talked, Draco following.

"It's about the year Fudge comes to power."

"Yes, one year is enough for Fudge to secure the position of Minister. After Draco enters the school, there will be Fudge in the Ministry of Magic, and you in Slytherin House. I believe my son will become a great wizard .”

Lucius had an expectant expression on his face, and Moriarty smiled lightly. Lucius is a person who attaches great importance to family, which is good, and there is room for him to use it.

Draco could hardly believe his ears, since he was a child, Lucius had always been strict, and he never thought that his father had great expectations of him.

"A great wizard, isn't he? Father..." Draco lowered his head, clenched his fists, and smiled happily.

"Draco? What are you slowing down? Get inside!" Lucius yelled.

Hearing the familiar roar, Draco looked up abruptly, and saw that his father and Moriarty had already walked up the steps of the villa, and he was left behind, his father was glaring at him with dissatisfaction.

"I'm here." Draco walked over quickly, and at this moment he seemed to have grown up, bowed slightly to Moriarty, and apologized: "Dear sir, please forgive me for being distracted, you led the Slytherin The fact that the team won the championship is widely circulated in pure-blood circles, so I was just thinking about Quidditch."

Lucius looked good now, he looked at Moriarty and said with a smile: "Draco is right, as a Slytherin senior who graduated from Hogwarts, I have to say something from the bottom of my heart. beautiful!"

Moriarty laughed. When Draco mentioned Quidditch, he could pick up the new broom. In this way, it would not appear to have ulterior motives, and it would also gain the favor of the Malfoy family.

"This year's Quidditch champion is still Slytherin," Moriarty said to Lucius, "I can send you a letter before the game, and bring Draco to watch the game if I have time."

Draco's eyes lit up instantly, Moriarty's proposal was too appealing to him, he loved Quidditch so much, but so far he didn't have a broomstick!

"Father? Can we go to the game? I mean, I want to cheer for the seniors." Draco changed the phrase, which made both Moriarty and Lucius laugh. What is Ke's mind?

Looking at his son who was gradually becoming sensible, Lucius patted Draco on the shoulder and agreed that, as a school manager, he still has the right to take his son to watch the game. As long as he does not interfere with the game, Dumbledore will not will prevent.

But Draco was overjoyed, and he got a little extra: "Father, can you buy me a broomstick? I've always wanted to fly on a broomstick, maybe I can try it on the Hogwarts arena! Then It's too exciting, Senior Moriarty, will you allow it?"

Draco opened his eyes wide, looked up at Lucius and then at Moriarty, he didn't think his request was too much at all.

I have a lot of Galleons at home, and it doesn't cost much to buy the best Nimbus 1700.

My father is the school manager, why can't he take me into the school? Of course!

Now there is another heroic senior of the team, can't he let me use the playing field? It won't take too long.

That's what Draco thought, he felt that his father and seniors would definitely meet his request.

But in the eyes of Lucius, the son who had just grown up gave time back to his maturity and became ignorant at all!

Lucius gave Draco a hard look, "Go and inform your mother that the guests are here."

Draco was frightened by Lucius' eyes, and walked into the room aggrieved, but Moriarty couldn't let Draco leave, Draco left, who would lead the conversation to the broom.

"To be honest, Mr. Lucius, you obviously didn't see the grievance in Draco's eyes. He is a sensible child, and when he is wronged, he will only keep it in his heart and will not speak it out, but this is extremely detrimental to the child's growth. "

Moriarty said softly, but every word reached the ears of Lucius and his son. Draco trembled and stopped, his eyes were moist. He felt that Moriarty had mentioned his In the heart.

Seeing this, Lucius' complexion changed, and Moriarty took the opportunity to persuade: "Mr. Lucius, why don't you tell Draco your worries. I believe you will tell him, and he will understand."

"Okay," Lucius sighed slightly, "Okay, Draco, you know, your mother and I won't buy you a broom because you're too young to ride a broom! "

"But I'm already 9 years old!" Draco yelled disapprovingly, "I know you guys are afraid that I'll fall off the broom, but my technique is very good, I can't fall!"

"Arrogance!" Lucius was angry, silly boy, you think too simply of the broomstick, the real broomstick is different from your toy broomstick!

The atmosphere gradually stalemate.

Perhaps it was Moriarty's presence, which made Draco feel that Lucius would not punish him. Draco gained confidence and looked at Lucius without fear.

Lucius was so angry that his face was gloomy, and he raised his cane and hit Draco's shoulder with a "snap". Although Lucius pulled back his strength, Draco still felt a burst of pain.

In the past, Draco would retreat obediently, but this time he was going to be tough to the end, but Moriarty said first: "I see, as long as you have a broom that is guaranteed to be safe, you will let Draco take a test flight? Can I understand that, Mr. Lucius?"

Lucius didn't want outsiders to take care of his family affairs, but since it was Moriarty who was speaking, he nodded bluntly, and then said disdainfully, "No broom can guarantee the safety of wizards, never."

"What if I say, I have?" Moriarty smiled mysteriously.

"What?"

"impossible!"

Two completely different reactions were shown on the faces of Lucius and his son.

Draco said first: "Absolutely impossible! If there is one, I must have it."

His tone was decisive, like the king of a country.

But Moriarty ignored him, and the topic of the new broom was brought up, and Draco lost its value.

Moriarty looked at Lucius with deep eyes, and was satisfied to see Lucius' thoughtful expression.

Obviously, Lucius knew that Moriarty would not lie. Since Moriarty said yes, it was probably true. Maybe this is why Moriarty came to visit?

Lucius thought for a while, his face returned to normal, and said, "A broom that guarantees safety? Is this another great invention of Mr. Moriarty?"

The tone was slightly mocking and tentative.

Moriarty pretended not to notice, and said with a smile: "Let's go in and talk about it. Don't let the black tea prepared by your lady lose its temperature. You know, even puppies won't drink black tea without temperature."

British black tea is astringent and slightly salty. Moriarty didn't like drinking at all, so he could just take a few sips for entertainment, but if it was cold, Moriarty would not hesitate to put the teacup on the face of the person making the tea.

Thanks to the moon-flavored cat for the reward