[Comprehensive] Captive villain BOSS

Moriarty, a Slytherin, has a falling out with his roommate, Alan Yaxley.

No one knew what happened between them, as if all of a sudden, Allen started a one-sided cold war.Moriarty's attitude towards Allen has not changed at all, but anyone with a discerning eye can find that whenever Allen shows indifference, he will always feel a little sad.

As for Allen himself, according to the observation of the clever and witty Hogwarts students, he seemed to be afraid of something, so he started to escape... Ever since Rita published a series of emotional stories about the savior, everyone suddenly felt that he was in love with the savior. I became interested in this kind of gossip.As we all know, although they are indeed a little young, Moriarty and Sherlock are indeed a couple, and the roommate who has always been inseparable from Moriarty suddenly became like this...

Rumors were once rampant.When the news of the Christmas ball came out, N versions of the emotional entanglement between the four warriors and their respective love lives had been derived and secretly opened... And at the Christmas ball, the warriors usually invite their dance partners , Will Sherlock and Moriarty attend together, or will each invite a partner?If they were invited individually, who would they choose as their partner?

Gossip is always human nature, and even Harry couldn't resist putting a silver Sickle on each of his invitations - so he was always a little bit cautious when he saw Moriarty afterwards.

Harry knew that something must have happened between Moriarty and Sherlock, and the atmosphere between the two of them had clearly changed.But if he asked him to say what was different, Harry couldn't tell why.In short, Moriarty is alienating Sherlock, Ellen is alienating Moriarty, Sherlock... Sherlock has been alienating everyone...

...or in other words, Sherlock is so cold that even Ravenclaw, who has the most geeks, has difficulty accepting it.However, after the first project of the Triwizard Tournament, his attitude towards things has changed a lot, and he has also won a lot of popularity in the academy...

While thinking wildly, Harry walked anxiously through the crowded corridors, looking for a certain figure.Thankfully, he found it, but Cho Chang couldn't go to the ball with him because she had promised Cedric.

— Cedric!

Harry felt like he had a salted fish stuffed down his throat.He didn't know how he got out of that corridor, and walked forward absently.As he was walking around a corner, he bumped into someone, and immediately heard a familiar voice annoyed, "It's you again, Potter! Did you forget your eyes at your Muggle aunt's house? No one taught Do you have to watch the road carefully when you walk!"

Harry looked up listlessly.He saw Draco standing there with a displeased expression on his face, but he didn't have any intention of arguing with him.If it was a few hours ago... even if it was ten minutes ago... Harry would have fought back without showing any weakness.He didn't even mind getting into a fight with Draco, just to vent his anger... He said dryly, "I'm sorry," and was about to go around.

Draco raised his eyebrows in surprise, and thought of something in a blink of an eye, and he didn't miss this opportunity to taunt: "Potter, you must have been rejected as a partner, right? My God, it's hard to imagine, I Thought a whole bunch of girls would line up to dance with you, moved by the tears in your amazingly beautiful green eyes! Who did you invite? Fleur?"

"It's none of your business, Malfoy!" Harry glared at him angrily, gave him a push, and walked on.After walking a few steps, he encountered another acquaintance—this time it was Moriarty.He had just finished a big meal, and he was in the right mood, with a healthy blush on his cheeks. When he saw Harry, he said hello by the way: "Good evening, Harry."

"Oh, good evening." Harry said in a low tone.

Draco shrugged at Moriarty behind Harry.Moriarty easily guessed the cause and effect, and asked knowingly: "Have you invited a dance partner, Harry? I passed by the Gryffindor Tower just now, and I heard them say that even second-year girls are invited It's..."

Harry said angrily, "No!"

"It's a pity. Neither do I. In order not to make a fool of myself during the dance, it seems that I have to go with Sherlock." Moriarty half-jokingly said, "But Draco doesn't seem to have invited a dance partner, why don't you two Would you like to go to the dance together?"

Harry and Draco looked at each other in horror, and both of them turned their heads away quickly - this suggestion is too scary!

Harry knew that if he stood still, he would definitely face Draco's ridicule next.He simply grabbed Moriarty's arm and led him up the stairs: "I just have something to ask you, Moriarty—well, that, you know..."

"Draco's height measurements and weight?" Moriarty raised his eyebrows.

Harry: "..." What the hell!

Honest people will blow their hair if they are too funny, not to mention that Harry is not a kitten, but a Gryffindor.Moriarty accepted it as soon as he saw it, and put on a cute expression of "good student Moriarty": "What do you want to say, Harry?"

Harry hesitated.He didn't really have a problem to say, he just wanted to avoid Draco.But after a pause, he really thought of a suitable question: "...Golden Egg, that one, have you unlocked it yet? I haven't found a clue yet, and it will scream piercingly when I open it..."

Moriarty showed a sympathetic expression and patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, there are still two months until the next project, you have enough time to think about this issue."

"...as if you've already untied it?" Harry looked at Moriarty in horror.

Moriarty stared at him innocently, and his tone was full of inexplicability: "Of course, the clues are so obvious, how could anyone fail to guess... Uh, I'm sorry, I'm not despising your IQ, Harry... but It's quite simple, I guess Sherlock must have guessed it long ago, and the other warriors should be almost the same by now."

Harry's whole body was wrong: "...very, is it obvious!"

Moriarty said in surprise, "That's an egg snatched from the fire dragon! Haven't you thought about roasting it in the fire or throwing it in the water to soak it?"

Harry: "..." Fuck, forget it's not a fragile item! !

The purpose of reminding has been achieved, Moriarty left Harry, who was out of his mind, and put his whim behind him in a blink of an eye.Anyway, even if he didn't remind him, Digory would return Harry's favor, so there was no need to worry about what would happen to Harry in the second level.

But... he hiccupped in distress, what should he do if he seems to be a bit full this time...

When he was about to go down to the first floor, Moriarty saw Sherlock who had dinner with students from the same academy.He belched and gave Sherlock a lazy smile.When he got down to the cellar steps, Sherlock suddenly turned back from the auditorium and caught up with him.

Moriarty stopped in his tracks and said hello, "Good evening, Holmes."

Sherlock took a deep breath: "I thought it was the Yule Ball, but you told me that things have changed."

"You may dissect your reasoning to your heart's content today, Holmes, and I will be a good listener."

"Facing you, there is no need to analyze it..." Sherlock suddenly paused, then changed his words, "You want to hear it so much, it proves that I must have guessed wrong somewhere."

Moriarty changed to a more comfortable position and leaned against the wall: "Please! Sherlock, can you stop being so paranoid? Just treat me as an ordinary person today."

"A Napoleon of the criminal world pretending to be an ordinary person is as bizarre as a broken-down person who doesn't follow a good schedule to go to dinner for the first time." Sherlock's lips curled into a smile, and he spoke quickly, "You always Obeying a carefully arranged timetable, and strictly following the procedure to shape yourself into a smart and studious student... If it weren't for some accident that made you feel that it's okay to make an exception occasionally, you would never break up. Stop this procedure. You came down from upstairs, but Slytherin doesn't have class upstairs this afternoon..." He rested his head on Moriarty's shoulder and took a breath, "Sweet taste, you eat Cake. That would explain why you didn't show up for dinner, because you've had enough... Principal's office?"

Moriarty let out a belch that smelt of dark magic contentedly.

"And you haven't wanted to see me very much recently." Sherlock rubbed his thumb against Moriarty's lips, his voice lowered, "You're angry. I thought we were your love..."

Moriarty sneered back.Sherlock immediately changed the subject: "...so it's very unusual for you to smile at me suddenly, this is the only smiling face I've gotten in a month... You should have something to say to me, so it's worth your while recently So what else is there to interrupt the Cold War? Only the Yule Ball ... You want to ask me if I have a dance partner, and my answer is, no."

Moriarty squinted at him, Sherlock half-kneeled, lifted his instep, and kissed lightly through the robe: "——Will you go to the Yule Ball with me, dear Jim?"

Moriarty: "..."

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