[Comprehensive] Captive villain BOSS

The beeping sound of the branches being burned by the flames came to the ears continuously, the reddish light danced on the eyelids, and the unique aroma and smoke of the grass, trees and soil flooded into Moriarty's senses, He moved his eyelids and slowly opened his eyes.

He couldn't remember what happened before he fell into a coma, and he just felt that this situation seemed familiar.After sitting up from the ground, he found himself in a clearing in the forest, with a bonfire burning in front of him.Not far away stood a very tall horse, staring at him with those surprisingly large eyes.

Moriarty observed the surrounding environment calmly, felt his current physical condition, and then looked down at the clothes on his body.The environment is very strange, there is no abnormality in the body, and the clothes are the same as before the coma... Where is this?It can't be hell!

When Sherlock hugged him and jumped down, he thought he could really die smoothly this time—because regardless of whether Sherlock had the possibility of struggling back from the death line, Moriarty himself The body has long been reduced to ashes, and the environment on which the resurrection depends has been shattered by his own hands. If he can't die like this, either Sherlock really loves him to the point of death—I'm sorry he didn't realize this— Or the dreamer was actually Moriarty.

But now he is sitting in the woods, he doesn't know how he got here, and he doesn't know where it is. The only living thing around him is a horse that doesn't look normal...

…I don't know if it was a hallucination, but Moriarty felt the horse glaring at him.

Regardless of where he is now, Moriarty began to think about various possibilities in a leisurely manner.First of all, he can still confirm that he is a conscious and independent individual, and secondly, he is sure that his first resurrection has a direct relationship with Sherlock.But why it will be resurrected again now, the reason for this is open to question.

According to his previous assumptions, no matter whether Sherlock is alive or dead, the feeling of falling will cause people to wake up instinctively from the dream. If Sherlock is still alive, then he may escape this deep dream and return to the dream. The reality—of course, because of this incident, he will never be able to escape the shadow of Moriarty for the rest of his life, and it is very likely that Mycroft will find that his brother's temperament has changed drastically after waking up, and he has criminal tendencies— But in this way, the illusion that Moriarty is still alive is naturally shattered, and Moriarty, who relies on Sherlock's obsession to stay in his mind, is of course impossible to be still alive.

What if Sherlock dies?Then the two souls who jumped off the cliff will have a place to go.Judging by a certain law of causality, the possibility of Sherlock going to heaven is relatively high, and for Moriarty, his destination is of course hell.Although he used to be an atheist, after undergoing an inexplicable resurrection, Moriarty would no longer regard occultism as a boring trick...

The horse next to it suddenly snorted loudly and walked slowly towards the fire.Moriarty glanced at it, and continued his divergent thinking.Although he doesn't know where he is now, there is a simple way to help him eliminate it...

Moriarty spread out his palms, his slender, white fingers faintly reddened by the firelight: "Gun."

A delicate pistol appeared in his hand out of thin air.At the same time, he heard an old and surprised voice: "Are you a wizard?"

Moriarty turned his head in the direction of the sound, and all he could see was the strange-looking horse.The horse was now pointing at him with a front hoof, a long face full of astonishment.

Moriarty: "..." Could it be this horse who spoke! ?

He clenched his hand-gun calmly, closed the safety, and pulled the trigger with his finger: "Wizard? What do you think I should be?"

"I thought you were supposed to be a stupid Muggle, after all you dress up just like those clumsy idiots." The horse said, pacing up and down, "I'm still wondering who put you in this What a disgrace to have an eternally pure Black in the same frame as a Muggle! Oh, I knew they were going to do such a wicked thing sooner or later..."

"Sorry, I don't know how I got here." Moriarty frowned, and his voice was soft, sounding non-aggressive, "But, are you?"

"Ah, sorry, I'm an Animagus. I thought you were a Muggle, and it's not polite to look like that to a wizard," said the horse, shaking its neck, and suddenly the whole body began to lengthen and shrink, just Under Moriarty's eyes, he changed from a horse to an old man in a green cloak... He didn't notice Moriarty's surprised look for a moment, and walked up to Moriarty and sat down. He murmured: "But I can't blame me, after all, you look too much like a Muggle. I don't know when this kind of dress became popular in the wizarding world. Oh, hello, I'm Acris Alpha. Blake."

"James Moriarty." Moriarty announced his name, watching his expression carefully. "Wizard", "Muggle", "Animagus"... these are completely unfamiliar words.If the meaning of wizard is really what he thinks, it is likely that he is not in Sherlock's dream anymore-Sherlock lacks such imagination.The other party seems to have identified him as a wizard based on his ability to conjure a pistol just now, so there will be many people in this world who have such an ability?

Faced with this unexpected situation, Moriarty became a little interested.

A trace of vigilance and surprise flashed across Akeris' face, and his voice became stern: "Mudblood!? I haven't heard of a pureblood named Moriarty in the wizarding world—you're a bitch wizard!?"

A few more new words... Moriarty memorized them silently, and guessed the meaning based on the change in his attitude.But his face became gloomy, his voice became much tougher, and he replied with an almost equal attitude: "It's too rude, Mr. Black! You think I'm a bitch wizard? Just because of my surname ? Can you memorize the family tree of pure-blood wizards all over the world!"

"Oh, of course not." Because of his anger, Acres's expression softened a lot, and he tentatively said, "But at least I am familiar with the pure-blood families in Europe, and we occasionally discuss Hogwarts admission The list... you can't belong to Wag Abdu, can you? I don't think most people will forget to bring their magic wand..."

...Hogwarts?Moriarty found the term very familiar.He frowned and said, "No, I did graduate from Hogwarts, but because of an accident... I don't know where this is?"

"Phineas must know whether it's true or not..." Acres' eyes were mixed with suspicion, he muttered something in a low voice, and immediately raised his voice, "Don't you know where you are? Merlin, don't you?" Don't you know that you are dead too? This is Black's old house, I, Acris Black's magical portrait!"

The author has something to say: It was supposed to be updated yesterday, but the stupid author hasn't read hp for a long time, and I forgot some details, so I had to crawl back and start making up for it...

The plot of this volume is the Goblet of Fire! 23333 I won’t reveal how big my brain is, I can only tell you that fried chicken is big~233333

Tips: Rowling recently updated some information about the magic school. Wagada is a magic school located in Africa. The people there are good at wandless magic and Animagus~ Speaking of which, they have also updated about Japan's magic school, I'm really curious what the Chinese magic school looks like... Could it be the sect of cultivating immortals? ?