[Comprehensive] Captive villain BOSS

Unlike any previous meeting, the smile on the face of this old man who always had a kind smile disappeared.His piercing blue eyes were staring at Moriarty from over the top of their lenses, as if trying to see through all his pretense and reveal his true colors.

As he looked at it like this, the smile on Moriarty's face gradually disappeared.Moriarty shrugged and asked, "Am I a criminal?"

"No one is born a criminal." Dumbledore said, his sharp eyes swept over him, "But, I think you already know what it is."

Moriarty looked back at the gorgeous mirror, and there was another Moriarty smiling and nodding at him in the mirror.He said indifferently: "Mirror of Erised, right? It is said that only those who have nothing to look forward to can only see themselves in the mirror."

"I'm amazed at your breadth, Mr. Moriarty. If you will let me call you that?"

"Of course, why not?"

Dumbledore's expression softened slightly.Moriarty laughed loudly: "But I don't think you will give up your doubts because of this?"

"Do you have any special insights?"

"No, it's just that I think your ideas are too easy to guess." Moriarty said relaxedly, "Of course, that's an idiot, and the behavior of an idiot is always difficult to change. A person who hates being called 'Tom ', a man who thinks his name is too mediocre, a man who hates his Muggle blood, a man who has tried his best to make others afraid of taking power... He is so arrogant and self-willed, of course it is impossible to suddenly Suddenly turned into the shy and bright 11-year-old Muggle James Moriarty—that's a very common name, isn't it?"

"Of course you can't be." Dumbledore said in a deep voice, "because Voldemort will never have a romantic relationship with a bitch wizard."

"That's why you found me? Huh? Indeed, this seems to be an opportunity..." Moriarty rubbed his nose, "Ha, so your purpose is to persuade me to join your camp?"

Dumbledore looked at him, and it took a long time before he said a word: "But you are smarter than I thought."

"It's nothing more than taking the lead." Moriarty laughed, "I don't look like an 11-year-old kid, do I? Unlike wizards, I used to be a Muggle, or what you call an ordinary person without power …But I have a brilliant mind, and I knew from the beginning that I had to use some kind of weapon to survive in this world. I was an orphan, and the only weapon I had was a mind... a mind.” He tapped his Head, "Understood? So I like Sherlock so much..."

"If you like the way wise men talk, Mr. Moriarty, we can talk as equals," said Dumbledore. "The last time we were in the headmaster's office, I apologize to you, Moriah. Mr. Tee, instead of treating you as a mature-minded person with whom I can talk on an equal footing, I treat you the way I would treat a child. This is very rude to you, isn't it?"

Moriarty spread his hands, unable to comment.

"I want to explain to you that I didn't suspect you from the beginning..."

"I thought I was putting on a good show?" Moriarty interrupted. "Boring. I know how you found out. Sirius...Ministry of Magic...Azkaban...you can always find a way to Confirmed. Maybe you didn't have any doubts at the beginning, but then you found out about my relationship with Black, so you wondered whose child I am. Of course, as long as you are willing to use your brains, you can figure it out, except Bellatrix... and why can't I take either Lestrange or Black? Of course it's because I'm not born in the honor, and I'm not the product of this legitimate couple. You think I have grasped the truth, but I didn’t expect Sirius to tell you that he didn’t find out that Bella had a baby, and it’s impossible for people to have such an idea in a place like Azkaban? So you start to doubt again That's right... Through some special means, the age can be faked... Or I'm not a descendant of the Black family, but there is a reason why I will be adopted by them... So, you have doubts."

"Yes, that's right. But I really began to doubt this because of the Dark Mark." Dumbledore said softly, his inquiring eyes lingering on Moriarty's face, "You got a What, Jim?"

"Didn't you guess it all?" Moriarty said innocently, "Of course it's... a soul movie!"

Dumbledore's expression became serious: "Jim..."

"If it's just suspicion, it's not enough to get you out of the Boggart and the Mirror of Erised." Moriarty said, "Did Slughorn write to you? The old slippery man heard about me." , he was worried that his chip would be invalid if he didn't use it anymore. So he hinted at you vaguely, but he didn't make it clear what he did for me. So you have already confirmed that I am Voldemort's son. Born before. Because of potions, I went from 14 to 11 and came to Hogwarts. Maybe I was a Squib and got magical powers by accident for other reasons... Of course, Horcruxes again .”

He smiled at Dumbledore: "Complete clues."

Dumbledore said in a deep voice, "I hope I can always call you Jim."

"I don't like wizards calling me that." Moriarty said coldly.

The room fell silent.After a while, Dumbledore took the initiative to break the silence and asked, "Then may I ask, what exactly did you see in the mirror just now?"

Moriarty laughed.

"I don't like repeating answers," he smiled. "So I saw Sherlock Holmes."

/

The second person Moriarty saw in the room was Sherlock.This is what he asked of Dumbledore.Dumbledore agreed, and he didn't have to wait long before Sherlock walked in.

Sherlock looks better now than before.His hair was dry and fluffy again, and his coat was draped over his arms, with a vest and trousers underneath, giving him the feeling of being in the Muggle world again.Moriarty smiled at him and tapped on the mirror next to him: "Would you like to share something good with me, Sherlock?"

Sherlock's face darkened slightly.Moriarty's suddenly friendly attitude made him more vigilant: "How did you convince Dumbledore?"

"It's always the easiest to convince a smart person, because they don't need you to come up with a complete set of logic." Moriarty seemed uninterested in his question, "Please, can you care about it after you come in? I?"

"I'm more worried about whether Dumbledore's head is infected by your virus." Sherlock said, his eyes finally fell behind Moriarty, "...Mirror of Erised?"

Moriarty whistled and clapped pretendingly: "Informed and well-informed! Great Sherlock!"

"I should have understood when I saw the Boggart." Sherlock said coldly.

"Then are you ready to accept the truth?" Moriarty lowered his voice and said in an almost bewitching tone, "Whether it's me or John? What did your brother tell you just now? He made your mind clear Order? But if I were you, I would rather be swayed by impulse, because the truth behind the lies is so cruel..."

"No. Not to me. Not to you."

Sherlock said softly, and suddenly laughed.His tone was relaxed and his eyes were bright: "What an obvious fact...you want to ask me what I know? Maybe I don't know a little more than you, but I know what you are holding that is about to stab me Is the blade bronze or iron? Is it the blood tank or the poison? I know why. There is no multiple-choice question. I admit that I really care about chaos. I was disturbed by you and forced to make a decision I have made a choice... But we should all know that Dumbledore will not let the hostages die. Then, Mr. James Moriarty, why did you forget this and have to make a choice?"

Moriarty's face suddenly darkened—damn it, he actually forgot this!

"Let me guess your train of thought, dear Jim." Sherlock approached him, and continued, "You certainly don't fear John, and you certainly don't regard him as the brightest image in your heart. Even if the first You were the one who saw him, and magic can't go wrong...so I thought to myself, the only possibility is that he didn't appear because of you at all. We've already established that it's still in my dream, right? ?Then due to the influence of my dream, it is only natural that John became your 'baby'. Because don't forget, in my subconscious mind, you are the virus, and John is the anti-virus software."

Moriarty snorted angrily, "Wow ~ are you trying to compare him with me?"

"Even if I want to say against my will that John is superior to you, I can't deny that your intelligence beats him by several blocks." Sherlock said a little unhappy, "You let me look in the mirror, of course I also have the wish. Let Let's use magic to test the facts..."

He put his right hand on Moriarty's shoulder and stood in front of the mirror.However, the moment he saw the mirror, the expression on his face froze.

The breath that had been stuck in his throat finally dissipated at this moment.Moriarty was in a good mood, and raised his hand to pat his cheek: "What's wrong with you? Sherlock? What did you see? This mirror is not bad! I think you will like it. Oh, oh, you don't look so pale Great? 'Let's use magic to check facts'...that's so well said, I'm going to set it as my phone ringtone."

He leaned closer to Sherlock, his bright eyes were as innocent as a child's: "Did you see it? Did you find it?...I think you should also face the reality. Facing yourself... Sherlock Holmes."

Sherlock grabbed him by the throat, pinned him against the mirror, and bit his lip viciously.

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