The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

"Before we start, I need to let you know our identities. We are all Hogwarts students."

"It's the magic school where your sister went to school." Moriarty said to Petunia, and then said to Harry, "You will also go there in the future."

"Huo...Sorry, what is Huo?"

Harry didn't understand, and looked at Moriarty in confusion.

Gemma exclaimed in surprise: "You don't even know Hogwarts!"

She could see that Harry Potter, as a well-known little wizard in Europe, seemed to know nothing about the wizarding world.

Lilith snorted, and locked her eyes on the Dursleys, "Obviously, Harry Potter, your aunt and uncle are hiding something from you, and they didn't tell you anything."

Harry also cast his eyes on Aunt Petunia, "I want to know something!"

He yelled at Aunt Petunia for the first time.

Petunia stopped crying suddenly. "Shut up!" she ordered. "Stop talking, sir! I won't let you say anything to this child!"

She glared at Moriarty.

"You also know in your heart what is about to happen." Moriarty shook his head, "You can't stop it—just as you can't stop your sister from entering Hogwarts, but you can't."

Petunia's face turned pale, and Vernon looked at her with wide eyes, as if meeting her for the first time.

She would never admit that she was jealous of her sister Lily being a wizard.

In fact, Petunia secretly wrote to Dumbledore, asking if she could go to Hogwarts.

The answer is obvious.

Since then, Petunia's jealousy of Lily, or wizards, has made her unwilling to deal with wizards and everything related to wizards.

"What's going on?" Harry couldn't help asking, "Why does everyone of you know, but I'm kept in the dark!"

Looking at the pale Petunia, the furious Vernon, and the calm Moriarty, Harry was on the verge of going crazy.

"In short," Moriarty smiled slightly, "you are a wizard, Harry."

"Wizard?" Harry said blankly, his eyes gradually brightened.

"And they," Moriarty said, looking at the Dursleys, "are Muggles."

"What's a Muggle?"

"Muggles," said Moriarty, "that's what we call people like them who don't believe in magic."

"It's unfortunate that you grew up in such a family that didn't believe in magic." Lilith shrugged.

"I'll talk about that later." Moriarty disagreed.

Moriarty's calmness infected Harry, and he asked in a low voice, "My parents? Are they wizards too?"

"That's right, James Potter and Lily Potter, even in the magical world full of talents, they are outstanding wizards."

When Harry heard Moriarty's evaluation of his parents, he couldn't help but fell into memory: "I sometimes dream about a woman with long hair and green eyes like mine..."

"Maybe you also dreamed about a flying motorcycle. That's real, you were sent by the flying motorcycle."

"That's right," Harry said excitedly, "I dreamed about Shang Zhou—Uncle Vernon said that motorcycles can't fly, and scolded me severely!"

"Actually, the one who came to see you today is the wizard on the motorcycle. It's just that something happened. Let us come to see you and ensure your safety."

What Moriarty said is true, Sirius was killed, and before the murderer can be found, Harry Potter is in danger.

"Keep me safe?" Harry looked a little surprised.

"Ah, that's right," Moriarty said casually, "You are not a safe person, maybe you will encounter many strange things."

Yes, Moriarty thought to himself.

These oddities include:

In first grade, how to violate school rules without being expelled.

In the second grade, how to violate 100 school rules without being expelled.

3rd grade: How to help a wanted criminal at school without getting expelled.

Fourth grade: How to cheat for an interscholastic competition without getting kicked out.

5th grade: How to build anti-government groups in school without getting expelled.

6th grade: How to annoy a head of government in person without getting fired.

Seventh grade: How to become the spiritual leader of the rebels and still be popular at school.

Moriarty suggested that Harry might consider a "Harry Potter's Guide to Breaking School Rules".

It is enough to have a behind-the-scenes boss in this world, and there is no need for a savior.

Harry can consider taking Lockhart's class in the future and bringing interesting novels to the wizarding world.

And Quirrell is fine now, the Basilisk is also in Slytherin Castle, Sirius is dead, the Triwizard Tournament may not start, and Fudge will be removed from power.

There aren't many school rules left for Harry to break...

At this time, Harry was still stuck in the fantasy of his parents.

It was Petunia who suddenly cried out: "We swore when we adopted him that we would stop such weird things! We swore to make him cut off from all this! What wizard, huh!"

Harry stared at her. "You already knew I was a - a wizard? Didn't you!"

"Know it all along," cried Petunia high-pitched, "know it all along! Of course we've known it all along! If my damned sister is, how can you not? Oh, she's getting the same A letter and then gone - went to that school - came back from holidays with pockets full of toads turning teacups into mice. I was the only one who saw her through - quite A monster! But my parents can't see clearly, Lily is long and Lily is short all day long, and there is a witch in the house, they are so happy!"

She paused to catch her breath, and then went on babbling again. It seems that she has been holding these words in her heart for many years, and she has always wanted to express them quickly.

"No, it's not that you see through her," Moriarty interrupted Petunia, "I just said, it's jealousy, you're jealous."

Penny lowered her head guiltily.

Seeing this, Harry understood a little, and Moriarty said again: "Because of jealousy, you can't love Harry Potter, and your attitude towards wizards also determines that Harry Potter is out of place in this family. "

"In fact, he is not from the same world as you, but you didn't see this clearly, and instead bullied him even more."

Moriarty tapped the glass on the coffee table lightly, "We are here today, Mr. and Mrs. Dursley. It is best to apologize to Mr. Harry Potter for our previous wrong behavior."

"Otherwise Marcus wouldn't have broken the curse on your child, who is no different from a pig, the only difference is that he has an extra head of hair."

"As an aside, Marcus has a special fondness for small animals."

Marcus grinned ferociously at Penny, who looked over in horror at the right time.

Moriarty snapped his fingers, releasing the restraining magic on Vernon.

Vernon fell off the sofa all of a sudden, crawled up to Harry on all fours, and begged Harry for mercy.

Petunia also humbly apologized to Harry, and it was obvious that they loved their baby Dudley very much.

Although they didn't mean it sincerely, Moriarty didn't care, all he wanted was a result.

And this result is directly related to what kind of wizard Harry Potter is portrayed as.

The wizarding world does not need a savior. Even if Harry Potter is a flag, the flagpole must be in Moriarty's hands.

"How about Harry?" Moriarty asked familiarly: "Can you still accept their apology? Now that they are in your hands, how about giving them a curse to relieve their anger? I believe they will never forget it." !"

Moriarty's words entered Harry's ears like the whisper of a demon.

Marcus also showed a sinister smile, and handed the magic to Harry encouragingly, "Maybe you can use it, you can use it? It's innate for you."

Harry looked down at the stubby black wand, then at the Dursleys, who were apologetic.

The scenes of the Dursleys bullying him came back.

Those days were like gray photographs, and now, Moriarty's words, Marcus' wand, seemed like a fire.

As long as Harry takes over the fire, he can ignite the photo at any time, and burn the once gloomy days to ashes!

Harry felt a fire in his chest, as if it had exploded!

(plus more at night)