[Comprehensive] Captive villain BOSS

With the exception of Walburga, no one who knew Voldemort left a magical portrait.Although Phineas Nigellus, as a certain headmaster of Hogwarts, left a portrait in the headmaster's office, his scope of activities was limited after all, and he had seen Voldemort very few times.Now, the portraits of the Black family have no choice but to set Walburga's words as the standard and recognize Moriarty's identity-even if Walburga himself has been insane for the past ten years.

But neither they nor Moriarty knew that Walburga was just a suitable step.Because indeed, as Moriarty had said, they weren't happy to have Aurors in or out of the house.Not just because the family still keeps a lot of dark magic items, or some sense of honor, but because they have legitimate blood heirs alive - if someone else enters the house without the supervision of one of their own, Wo It is unknown how much of the property left by Erbuga and Orion will remain.

And Moriarty was just a ghost. Although he couldn't confirm his identity or why he appeared here, when he revealed his identity as the heir of Slytherin, all the previous things didn't matter.Many people have heard that Slytherin's locket was in Voldemort's hands, and it was precisely because of those Slytherin's relics that there were so many vacillating purebloods who stood on Voldemort's side.But no one has ever known that the locket in Voldemort's hand was stolen...Signus confirmed this, so it also proved that Moriarty did have some kind of secret relationship with Voldemort.Whatever it was, it was a good idea to find a way to step down when Moriarty was found to be capable of harming them.

Walburga never knew that the locket was in his home.When Moriarty asked them to return the locket, she asked in a daze, "What locket?"

"Don't you know, Walburga?" Acris asked in surprise, "But Signus clearly knew..."

Signus couldn't hold back anymore, and said resentfully, "Shut up, Acres." He didn't actually know what a locket was, but Moriarty acted so confidently at that time, and specifically mentioned a locket. Locket, Signus doesn't think that an ordinary locket is worth the Black family's hands, so among the lockets he has heard of in recent years, there are only Slytherin's lockets The box met the requirements...but now, how could he admit that he was just guessing?

"You actually told me to shut up?" Acris murmured, "I'm your grandfather's grandfather. When I became famous, I didn't have the surname Blake... It's really sad, a bunch of unworthy descendants."

The portraits next to him turned their heads and pretended not to hear.

Walburga asked Moriarty to leave the room, returned to his portrait, and called Kreacher, the only remaining house-elf of the Black family.After a loud crack, Kreacher appeared in the hall and bowed to his mistress: "Do you have any orders, madam?... Kreacher's mistress seems to be in good spirits today, if the young master is not injured Through her heart, she will be so radiant every day..."

Moriarty was also in a good mood.He has verified his guess that the magic restriction in this house has no effect on him at all.Then by analogy, Voldemort's protective spells on and off the locket probably have no effect on him... This is equivalent to an extra hole card.

"Okay, Kreacher." The house-elf was still babbling, and Walburga's face flashed awkwardly, "Do you know that there is a locket at home?"

Kreacher's voice stopped abruptly: "—the locket—the locket—Kreacher's mistress asked him about a locket!"

"So you really know?" Walburga became suspicious, and asked, "Kreacher, what are you hiding from me?"

Kreacher bowed anxiously, and whispered: "Kreacher doesn't know what a locket is, but Kreacher can't lie to the mistress—oh, the locket, is that the locket? Regulus The master's locket, Kreacher put it in the living room on the second floor—"

"Reculus!" Walburga screamed. "What does this have to do with Regulus!?"

Kreacher's eyes filled with tears.He bowed unsteadily again, bowed his head and said, "Master Regulus ordered Kreacher to do this—he forbade Kreacher to tell his mistress about it—but poor Regulus Master—oh, little master of Kreacher, how innocently he died..."

Moriarty wasn't interested in hearing how a house-elf confessed to his mistress.He went to the second floor and successfully found the gold locket in the living room.

The locket was the size of an egg, with a long gold chain hanging from it, and a gorgeous S was inlaid with emeralds, which looked ancient.Moriarty took it out of the cupboard and held it in his hand.Inside seemed to be a human heart, and Moriarty could feel the steady beating.

He couldn't remember how the boy with eyes opened the locket, after all, he only read it once.However, he remembered that the author seemed to have spent a long time to solve this matter... When he left just now, he heard Kreacher confess that he was ordered to destroy the locket, but no matter what method he used, he could not harm it.Since he hadn't been able to damage the locket for more than ten years, it meant that opening it must have required a special method... a special method, Harry's special ability, soul piece—Parseltongue?

"Very good...very good..." Moriarty murmured to himself, "So, I need to learn another foreign language? Or can this be enough..."

He stared at the snake on the locket, imagining that he needed to open it.A hot current surged from the chest to the throat, and Moriarty heard a hoarse and strange voice from his throat: "Open..."

With a soft snap, the lid really popped open.

There are two pieces of high-purity crystal inlaid under the lid, like two glass windows, blocking the pair of black eyes inside.The eyes swiveled to focus on Moriarty, and then let out a hissing laugh.

"Slytherin, Parseltongue... I see your ambition and your pain. ’ The voice was hoarse, like a snake spitting out a letter, but Moriarty understood every word he said. "You want to gain power, but you are always blocked by others... Black hair and black eyes, what a familiar feature.Why can't I help you, My Seed? 』

"..."

Soul piece?

Moriarty made an expression of exaggerated surprise.He held up the locket, looked left and right at the light, and whistled: "Wow, it's actually a prank product? It's so delicately made, I thought it was really made of gold! No wonder it would Tossed in the trash."

"..." The locket choked.A soap bubble-like thing rose from the window, shining under the light, and gradually distorted into a handsome face with black hair and black eyes: "You can open my locket, which proves that you have the blood of Slytherin." , my descendant...you are a wizard, I can see your inner struggle and suffering...those muggles who don't know the so-called...they always bring trouble...』

Moriarty whistled again, and tossed the locket that was starting to get hot: "3D projection? Which manufacturer made this? The quality is obviously not up to standard, and the machine is too hot. It should really be sent back to the original place. Factory maintenance. Hi! Dude, who's your prototype? Ralph Fiennes? Do you know his phone number?"

Locket: "... give up the pretense, my descendant, I know you understand. The spell I cast on the locket is impossible to break, and no one can open it except Parseltongue. Here Clearly a wizard's mansion too... oh, let me see... kinda familiar. Are you at the Blacks?"

The man's eyes changed a little.He began to look around, his eyes fell on the tapestry on the opposite wall, and a nostalgic expression appeared on his face for a moment.In an instant, he seemed to think of something, suddenly realized, and said in a tone that couldn't be described as admiration or annoyance: "Bella——she gave birth to my child!"

Blake overheard in the corner portrait: "..."

Plush on the sofa: "..."

Hu Meizi in the curtain: "..."

Lauder, you have such a big brain, do your Death Eaters know it! ! !

The author has something to say: Looking up at the sky sadly at 45°∠, I always feel that the style of writing is about to change...

I can't restrain my gossiping heart anymore...