[Comprehensive] Captive villain BOSS

A large amount of steam erupted from the crucible in an instant, occupying everyone's sight.Harry struggled, feeling someone stealthily cut the rope and thrust the wand into his hand.In an instant, Harry understood what the other party meant, and clenched his wand tightly against the tombstone, waiting for what happened next.

Wormtail was dumbfounded and didn't know what to do.He knelt on the ground, staring blankly at the cauldron, watching a figure of a man rising slowly from the white mist, but he didn't know who it was.And that person didn't seem to need him, so he chanted a spell softly, and the black robe that fell on the ground flew up and fell on him automatically.

He stepped out of the cauldron and stepped on the ground with his bare feet.The wizard robe was a little long for him, and it floated in the air, covering the pale instep.In the right hand is a thin wand, but the palm is long and short, as inconspicuous as a pen...

Wormtail shuddered.It's definitely not Voldemort.

However, at this moment, the man turned to him, and said in a tone that was very familiar to him: "Where is the mirror?"

"Master...Master!" Wormtail stammered as if in a dream, and even forgot to groan for his injuries.

Although he called out the title, he was not sure in his heart, because the image of this person was different from any Voldemort he had seen in any period.His skin is morbidly white, his hair is pitch black, but he is not that tall, he has a handsome face, his eyes are normal black instead of red like blood... It seems that he is the same as that Mo who jumped into the cauldron Riati is similar...

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he couldn't help shivering.Until now, he has not been able to understand what happened just now, why the potion produced such a change, and why Moriarty took the initiative to go in...

Moriarty, whom he had secretly guessed, was spreading his hands and looking down.Undoubtedly, these hands belonged to an adult... He put his right hand on his stomach, pressed it, and took it away with some annoyance-even if it was reorganized again, it was still not his body.

"Where's the mirror, Wormtail?" Moriarty raised his eyebrows and looked at Wormtail, "Could it be that you're not prepared at all?"

This time the tone began to make Wormtail notice the difference, Voldemort would not speak with such an accent - it was obviously Irish!Realizing this, he suddenly became less respectful, stood up staggeringly while clutching his injured arm, and threw himself to the edge of the cauldron: "Master!"

"Wow—admirable loyalty," Moriarty exclaimed, raising a hand, "but are rats always that bad at hearing?"

There was a flash of light on the tip of the staff, and Wormtail couldn't move.The entire back of his wizard robe instantly turned into a mirror, and the front even pressed against his body, the angle of inclination was just enough to clearly reflect Moriarty's entire figure.

Cold sweat broke out on Wormtail's back for a moment - he had seen it now, the cauldron was empty, only a little black medicine residue was left... And if Moriarty had just cast the Unforgivable Curse on him... …

"Don't move," Moriarty kicked him, telling him to stand still, "let me see... Great, much healthier than I thought. The soul is indeed the best tonic... Huh? Are you sweating, Wormtail? That's strange, I thought a person who's used to pretending wouldn't reveal his emotions casually?"

Wormtail felt compelled to do or say something: "Master—Master—I'm not—"

"Why lie? You've seen it."

Wormtail suddenly blessed his heart: "——You——you are the only offspring of the master, the master disappeared, of course you are my new master..."

Moriarty twirled his wand and laughed: "You can talk, Wormtail, but I bet a Gallon that Voldemort wouldn't be happy to hear you say that... Fortunately, he's gone, yes No? Wormtail, Wormtail, I know your ability, you almost succeeded, but it was a pity that you met me. Now your speculation can continue, I know you will cooperate with me..."

Through his drenched sleeve, Moriarty put his hand on Wormtail's arm from which a large piece of flesh had been gouged out.

Wormtail trembled like an electric shock, but he felt a burning pain that was familiar to him on the arm where the Dark Mark had disappeared.Moriarty let go of his fingers, turned to Harry again, and raised his hand to greet him: "Hi!"

Harry still had something in his mouth and couldn't speak.But his expression clearly showed the anger and disappointment in his heart.Moriarty looked at him for a few seconds and sighed.

"Harry Potter, the savior of the wizarding world." He said slowly, "Disappointed, so disappointing. A smart person like Dumbledore can easily fall into my trap, but a brain like yours can easily fall into my trap." How could such a stupid fool be fooled?"

--I am not a fool! !If it wasn't for being unable to speak out, Harry would have yelled out a long time ago.

"You must be wondering why things have become like this." Moriarty said, raising one hand in front of him, making a grabbing gesture, "You must also be wondering, who am I? Does Jim Moriarty exist...and, how did I fool Dumbledore? It is not difficult to imagine that in your eyes, Dumbledore must be the most intelligent person in the world. But boredom is Boring at this point...do you know Poe?...it's a pity you don't. But I guess the guy who untied you knows...Shh, hold on, Harry, someone's coming .”

There was a rustling sound in the air, it was the sound of the cloak rubbing against the weeds.A man with a hood and no face visible walked towards Moriarty.He walked slowly, with hesitant steps, as if he was watching something, but the light golden hair that came out of the hood had already revealed his identity.

"Mr. Malfoy," Moriarty called out his name, "you are so slow to come."

Only then did the figure in the cloak dare to come forward: "Master...Hogwarts does not allow apparition..."

Moriarty sneered: "Then, where are my other loyal servants?"

Lucius bowed his head without saying a word.There was another rustle of cloth in the air—more people appeared.Behind gravestones, in the shadows of trees, people are apparating here and there.After more than ten years, I received a familiar call again, and almost all of these Death Eaters who escaped the trial were absent...

"Harry, Harry, why can you be the savior?" Moriarty said to himself, "Because all people, whether they are smart or stupid, are ordinary people, and ordinary people I always like to compare my own thinking to others, inferring other people's thoughts and behaviors... Seeing these idiots, I can understand that their masters and their way of thinking are really on the same level, no wonder Dumbledore and Phoenix She wins because at least he didn't slice his own soul."

Harry gripped his wand quietly.

"You should really thank me, but I have solved a big problem for you." Moriarty said, "Don't you wonder why Voldemort was able to come back from the dead? Don't you wonder why Tom Riddle named himself 'Fly away from death'? Aren't you wondering why the Triwizard Cup turned into a Portkey and brought you to this cemetery? Actually, you already knew the answer, but you didn't think of it... Maybe Dumbledore guessed Arrived, but he was one step too late, and I have already done everything that should be done. But I know someone is curious about this, listen up... That's because Voldemort made Horcruxes for himself, starting when he was 16 years old. "

The people in the cloak gradually gathered together, approaching Moriarty.Moriarty didn't lower his voice when he spoke, and his words reached everyone's ears as they were.The figures of the cloaked people froze, and their footsteps stopped.

The surroundings became silent again, except for the rustling of the wind blowing the leaves, there was no other sound.

"Let's count how many companions are here?" Moriarty looked around, "One, two, three, four...Of course, one coward is missing. His escape behavior is right, at least for now Be wise...if the Aurors suddenly fell from the sky, how many of you would escape from prison if you escaped trial 13 years ago? You? Lucius? As an example, show yourself how you plan to escape new charges?"

"...Master, you are joking..."

"A joke? Oh, it's really interesting, it's really like a joke." Moriarty said while laughing, his tone was almost vague, "Sorry, sorry, I wanted to be more formal. I thought about it a few times There are two ways of appearance, such as pretending to be Voldemort's Horcrux, which devoured my main soul; another example, pretending to be the son of the Dark Lord, and taking over his power after killing his father... But I'm sorry, I'm so happy, The body was beyond my expectations. I should give Severus a job well done, except it's not quite what a 33-year-old man should have, it's basically perfect. Strong and young , a little handsomer than I am. Is that something to celebrate, fools?"

There was a whisper among the Death Eaters, and an unidentifiable voice said, "Sorry, what did you say?"

"Fools!" Moriarty shouted cheerfully, stepping back a few steps, "A bunch of fools who think they're smart! Horcruxes, Order of the Phoenix, Voldemort, don't you think? There's nothing of unknown origin at all." There is no such thing as a wizard Moriarty, and he has always been just an ordinary Jim, a criminal Jim—I have prepared a big gift for you, are you happy, fools!"

Speaking of this, no one can understand it anymore.Lucius was the first to react, pulled off his hood, and took a step forward with an ugly face: "You're crazy——"

"Am I crazy? No, no, I just got a new life." Moriarty laughed and stepped back, pressing his hand on the arm of Wormtail, who was as pale as a ghost, "You probably forgot How do you speak to me with the correct tone?"

Pain, hotter than ever, burned from the Dark Mark.Lucius couldn't help covering his right arm with his hand, dripping with cold sweat.

Wormtail grabbed Moriarty's robe, and said in a weak and pitiful tone, "Master—my master—I implore you to help me mercifully...you promised...you promised me..."

He's almost delirious now from the blood loss.Moriarty bent down: "What did I promise?"

"You promised... my hand..." Wormtail burst into tears, his face full of pleading.He could have stopped the bleeding with a simple spell, but his wand had been broken by Nagini in the previous fight... Although he was full of fear for Moriarty, he bravely fought for his own life made a request.

"Poor Wormtail, that's what Voldemort promised, not me!" Moriarty said in a hypocritical tone, patting him on the cheek, "But... a man without hands does had a bad influence on him..."

"Master...Master...my merciful master..." Wormtail's face flashed surprise, and he threw himself on the ground and kissed the corner of his robe.

"But if it's a mouse, no one will care if it has hands or not." Moriarty smiled and lowered the tip of his staff, "Wormtail... just be a mouse!"

Before the surprise faded from his face, Wormtail suddenly raised his head, eyes full of fear.However, before he had time to dodge, a white light shot out from the tip of the staff that was close at hand.Wormtail screamed... and when the white light disappeared, there was only a dying, bald dormouse on the ground.

"Moriarty!" Harry yelled angrily.He finally broke free from the rope, gripped his wand tightly, and glared at Moriarty: "You're murdering!"

"Harry, Harry, you are not Christ Jesus, how can you have such a compassionate heart?" Moriarty casually raised his wand, and blew on it a few times as if to blow away the smoke. Then he turned his gaze to Harry, "Isn't Peter Petitrou your enemy? I remember that it was he who betrayed your parents and caused your parents to die tragically under Voldemort's hands?"

"But you can't—you can't turn him into a mouse!" cried Harry.

"Didn't it please you after Moody turned Draco into a ferret?"

"I—I've never—" Harry stammered a little, "and Draco...Moody is our professor! He just wanted to teach Draco a lesson...and Wormtail is dying!"

"Are you freaked out, Harry? You wouldn't normally say something like that." Moriarty sighed. "What if Moody was a Death Eater?"

"W-what?" Harry was stunned.

"Moody is a Death Eater, otherwise how did the Triwizard Cup turn into a Portkey in full view, and how did you, fourth year student Harry Potter, make it through the maze with hardly any obstacles Just close to the trophy?" Moriarty looked at him with pity, "Barty, it's time to formally meet the savior."

A figure limped out of the circle and took off its hood.There was an uproar among the Death Eaters, no one would fail to recognize the iconic magic eye and crutch...but what did Moriarty call him?Barty?

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Barty Jr. opened the curved wine bottle that he carried with him, and poured a mouthful of potion into his mouth.His figure began to change, and in a blink of an eye, the prosthetic leg and magic eye fell to the ground... He quickly recovered his original image, and bowed deeply to Moriarty: "Master."

Harry was dumbfounded.

"I'm different from you, Harry. In my dogma, Jim Moriarty's interests are naturally inviolable. Who would dare to attack Napoleon..." Moriarty shook his head in horror, " Well, of course he will be severely punished! Wormtail just snubbed me, so I allowed him to live. But Mr. Pritchard can't do it, he dared to laugh at Little Jim, and Little Jim had to send him to hell Reflect on your own mistakes!"

"You killed Pritchard too!" Harry shouted in a different tone.

"Well said, 'also', my hands are really stained with the blood of too many people. Is Dumbledore curious about where the so-called 'Order of the Phoenix' came from? Wait until you go back You can tell him that it's all directed by me." Moriarty waved his hands boredly, "Is it interesting to see me bullying children? Sherlock? Is it time for you to come out and say something?"

The author has something to say: Well... I originally wanted to drop the hp result in this chapter, but I found that it seems that I can't finish the chapter... The next chapter will end the world~xx

By the way, do many people think that it's over when the hp is reached... a lot of favorites have been lost recently... [Resentment Stare] I still have a few worlds to write... But to be honest, the following is not as long as the hp. After all, hp writes about xx for a whole year... and then, the next world is very familiar to you all, I want to drive in the next world 2333333

Please call me Brain Hole Demon King! xx

Thank you little minecraft angel! !I love you all! ! ! ! =333=A kiss that smells like the Dark Ace potion! !

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