Moriarty looked at Sherlock, and after a long time, he let out an inexplicable exclamation: "Wow."

Sherlock looked at him too, without saying a word.There was another silence in the room, almost only the breathing of the two of them could be heard.

"I don't want to know what you saw at all now." Moriarty said dryly, and he felt that his tone was a bit too stiff.So he adjusted his breathing and speaking speed, and taunted: "Love? Can perverts and lunatics also have love? It's better to say that you are narcissistic-what you love is actually yourself, but I am not. I'm not in the habit of playing love games with enemies—it's time for our game to end. Love! Seriously, how boring you've become, my dear."

"Do you think your reason can convince yourself?" Sherlock said coldly.

"Shut up!" Moriarty yelled, the hand holding the wand was bulging with blue veins, and his whole body was full of rage, "Sherlock Holmes... Ha! Ha! Ha! What an interesting story! What are you trying to express? Deprive me of being...instill me with a false memory and body...why? How similar is the Jim Moriarty in front of you to the real Jim Moriarty? Seduce you! Like a serpent tempting Adam? Adam told God that he had committed a felony because he fell in love with a serpent!"

"You think that's ridiculous?" Sherlock said softly, "but I don't. You and I were meant to be together...we were made for each other. You are me and I am you. I know your every thought, and you understand me as well. What is it that suddenly prevents you from understanding me, Jim?"

"I'm straight!" Moriarty yelled.

Sherlock looked at him with pity: "Since when do straight men also have the detection function of gay?"

Moriarty: "..."

Aha, it makes sense, but he was speechless! !

He decided to solve the problem in another way.The scowl subsided, and a smile appeared on Moriarty's face again: "But it doesn't mean anything, because I know better than you whether I want to go to bed—but it's impossible for us. If you really like what you said Knowing me like that, you should know that it is impossible for me to fall in love with you."

"I have enough time and patience, Jim." Sherlock said coldly, "Besides, why do I have to make you fall in love with me? I can resurrect you once, and I can resurrect you a second time."

Moriarty was irritated, and sneered: "Great, just rely on your dying consciousness?"

"I let you come into this world."

Moriarty pretended to applaud, and mocked: "Then, can the great creator, Mr. Holmes, show his love as he said, and let me- simply die? With all due respect, your business The level seems to be not very proficient, whether it is John or the image in the mirror, it is too deliberate. Too deliberate! Maybe I should also be grateful for this deliberate, because if it is not like this, I may not be able to realize that you have deceived me. How deep?"

"Why can't you lie to me?"

"what do you want to say?"

"As you can see, I was trying to domesticate you, and it took me almost three years. But when I was dying, you who were imprisoned in the secret room tried to wake me up from my consciousness... You want me to live."

Sherlock's tone was calm and steady, as if he was just repeating some objective facts.However, the tone made Moriarty feel anxious.He shook his hand impatiently: "So what's your conclusion?"

"Maybe it's not me at all, Moriarty. How similar is the Sherlock Holmes in front of you to the real Sherlock Holmes?"

After Sherlock finished speaking, he turned around and disappeared through the door a few seconds later.

After the wooden door was closed again, Moriarty cast a cutting curse at the mirror with a livid face.

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Moriarty wasn't upset for too long.Sherlock's sudden confession did make him very upset, but because of this, it's time to end the game.

All the teachers and students at Hogwarts witnessed the scene at the second stage of the Triwizard Tournament. Moriarty and Sherlock hadn't spoken for several months, which seemed logical to them.The feud between the youngest couple at Hogwarts also caused a few days of discussion, but Rita Skeeter's report soon dominated the mainstream of public opinion - at the behest of Moriarty, Daredevil The female reporter began to attack indiscriminately.

Hermione was the first to suffer.Her "triangular relationship" with Krum and Harry has aroused great concern among wizards.Harry is slightly better, the celebrity effect is basically limited to the UK; but Krum is not ordinary.A young Quidditch Seeker, a famous player who participated in the World Cup, and many people who love Quidditch all over the world admire him... For a long time, Hermione received many shouting letters every day, Some were aggressive, which really caused her a lot of trouble.

Hermione was very annoyed by this.

Because of these things, many people in the school did not notice some other news in the corner of the "Daily Prophet".For example, what did the "Order of the Phoenix" do, which pure-blood family they burned, and what manifestos they left behind... But Moriarty doesn't care, because as long as everyone who should see them can see them, that's fine.

He could have dragged the game out a bit longer and made it a little more interesting, like having Sherlock relive the pain of being abandoned by the world once... and then forcing him to fall again, ending the last unfinished design.But now he was impatient.Sherlock is crazy...probably already crazy when he imagined Moriarty.Moriarty likes games, likes evenly matched opponents, and doesn't reject ordinary people and idiots, but the last thing he wants to meet is a lunatic.

Let's get this over with.Moriarty put his fingers to his lips and let out a gasp.

Little Barty is really a good helper.Thanks to him, Moriarty obtained two more Horcruxes one after another—one is Hufflepuff's gold cup, and the other is the soul-returning stone ring.His body has also become healthier and healthier because of the soul tablet. The feeling that his body was about to be torn apart by the surging magic power when using magic disappeared, and the potion can finally play a normal role on him... …Dumbledore should have been surprised by this, but now he came and went in a hurry every day, almost half of his energy was spent on dealing with the "Order of the Phoenix", and he had no time to pay attention to Moriarty.

He did tell Snape...but Moriarty was better at manipulating people's hearts.

One night in May, the Warriors were called to the Quidditch field, and Bagman told them something about the third item.The court is no longer smooth, and a series of low walls have been built.A maze has begun to take shape, and the task of the warriors is to pass through the maze and get trophies.

After answering some more questions, Bagman concluded the pregame coaching session.On the way back, he seemed to want to have a conversation with Harry, but Harry avoided him and didn't want to accept his kindness at all, so he approached Moriarty and casually picked up a topic to chat with: "...you and What's the matter with Sherlock?"

He regretted it as soon as the words were out of his mouth, because Hermione had issued an embargo to him and Ron two months ago, strictly forbidding them to mention Sherlock to Moriarty.Because anyone with a discerning eye could see that there was unhappiness between them, and they might have broken up—but Harry talked to Moriarty to get rid of Bagman, so he forgot about it for a while, and saw Sherlock's face in front of him. The figure blurted out a word.

Actually Hermione was right, Moriarty didn't want to hear Sherlock's name mentioned at all right now.He has almost developed a physical disgust for Sherlock.Anyway, Sherlock was about to become a dead man, and now, in Moriarty's eyes, he was basically a living skeleton, exuding a rancid smell, which made people feel sick when they saw it.

Because of this disgust, he no longer even has the interest to trick Sherlock casually, and lazily said: "I think Krum and Bagman seem to have something to tell you, who do you plan to talk to first?"

Harry: "..." He glanced left and right, and decisively chose Krum.

Moriarty, hanging alone behind the others, glanced back and took out the Marauder's Map from his pocket.

On the ink dots marked on the map, above one was a familiar name: Barty Crouch.

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