[Comprehensive British and American] The Dark Lord's Growth History

? Moriarty had only confirmed the existence of wizards not long before he was captured.After all, no one would have thought that the characters in those children’s bedside stories would actually exist in reality. When Moriarty first saw the man who disappeared in an instant on the monitor, he even thought it was a computer. Made special effects!

So how did you find out?During the last operation Moriarty did, the one that sent him to Ozzie, he infiltrated a classified British Government computer to steal information, and when he exited, he discovered a computer called The magic folder, God knows why he went there to open it, and then saw some video files, opened one casually, and found that it was just a surveillance video on a certain street in London: it was night, the street lights were bright, the street looked The location is remote because there was no one there for a long time - Moriarty speeded up the playback impatiently, until a blond man walked into the camera, and the light-blond long hair of the other party was shining under the light, before Moriarty could appreciate it Enough of this beautiful hair color, he saw the man pull out a small wooden stick from his waist and wave it, and then, the man with light blond hair disappeared!

Moriarty was originally spread out in the leather chair with his legs crossed, but when he saw this acrobatic scene, he sat up straight.He rewinded the video and played it again: the man in a well-fitting suit walked quickly to the corner of the street. He looked left and right to make sure there was no one there, and then casually looked up at the surveillance camera—as if he knew that the British government knew what he was going to do next. So he pulled out the wooden stick from a hidden buckle at his waist without any concealment, waved it in the air casually, and the man disappeared on the spot in the next second.

Ignoring the alarm from the earphones, Moriarty rewound the surveillance video again. This time, he adjusted the playback speed to the slowest, and then, at the moment the man disappeared, he flipped through it frame by frame. As a result, he found that, The disappearance of the man is not the so-called slowly fading of the figure, but the complete disappearance of the man quickly and directly.So this is not a circus performance, nor is it deliberately produced by a computer. In this computer with the highest level of confidentiality, the significance of this video is self-evident.

Moriarty fell back into the leather chair and stared at the coldly glowing screen of the computer for a long time before finally laughing. This smile was the same as when he discovered Mycroft Holmes, which meant he had discovered a new toy.And for this discovery, he did not hesitate to waste time and risk being caught to make sure that he was not mistaken.

That's why it's so nerve-wracking when MI[-] agents rush into the room and find the video paused on the computer screen, but the room is empty: the hackers have not only stolen important information, but also discovered the existence of the wizarding world!The latter will not only harm the interests of the British government, but it is very likely to cause a war between the magical world and the normal world!Because the news leaked from them.

The main reason why Moriarty will be caught is that the British government pursued him regardless of the cost. They lost the previous trade-offs and made up their minds to arrest him no matter what the cost. They were afraid that he would reveal news about the magic world. .It was also because he did not disclose this news that Moriarty was able to bargain successfully with McCoff and was sent to a prison in the United States.

But none of them expected that in this highest-level prison in the United States, the Dark Lord who disappeared in the magic world was actually imprisoned!

Thinking of this, Moriarty looked at Tom Riddle even more fieryly.

——It was so hot that Tom felt something was wrong.

He frowned, and greeted the newcomer he was going to guide under the guidance of the prison guard: "Be honest." The cold fluorescent lamp cast light on his pale face, and the bright red eyes were enough to make ordinary criminals shudder, at least the other one The newcomer looked away hastily as Tom glanced past.

Unfortunately, Moriarty is clearly no ordinary criminal.Not only was he not stunned by Riddle's low and hoarse tone, but he walked up to him with a smile and held out his hand: "Jim Moriarty."

Obviously the guard had already reported the names of the two of them to each other just now.Tom glanced at his hand and paused for at least three seconds. During these three seconds, Moriarty's outstretched hand was extremely steady, showing no sign of withdrawing in embarrassment.At last Tom could only reach out and hold it.

When he and Moriarty looked at each other, a scene of him approaching with light steps on his first day in Ozhannibal suddenly flashed in his mind. The elegant old man smiled and whispered to the newcomers: "This is Oz. This is Oz." So, after a moment of silence, he said to Moriarty, "Welcome to Oz."

Moriarty's black eyes were like two obsidian stones, and they were like the black flames of the magical hellfire: "This is my honor."

After a while, Moriarty walked towards the dormitory with Tom, the former still holding his quilt pillow.As they walked through the foyer, all the inmates there cast cryptic scrutiny at Moriarty—the new guy seemed polite, good-looking, and in good shape—and some I couldn't help but fantasize that this was Tobias Beecher again.

However, when they met the eyes of this black-haired and black-eyed newcomer, even though it might only be for a second or even a second, these prisoners couldn't help shivering. They read this sentence from those dark eyes : If your eyes keep looking at me like that I'll dig them out.And he's serious, he really knows how to do it.

The prisoners looked away one after another, looking at the ceiling, the floor, and the cards in their hands, and they didn't want to look at the newcomer again: another monster.After finally leaving Hannibal Lecter, a comparable one came.

How could it be said that the same kind is always sensitive to the smell of the same kind? Tom thoughtfully glanced around the prisoners who were looking away, and then glanced at Moriarty, who noticed his gaze and smiled.It looks no different from the sports youths in T-shirts and sweatpants that can be seen everywhere on the street.

Pushing open the glass door, Tom leaned against the door and said to Moriarty, who was looking at the furnishings inside: "The lower bunk is mine, and you can sit on any chair. Do you have any taboos?"

Moriarty, who threw the quilt and pillows on the top bunk, walked around the dormitory, and walked back to the door to stand in front of Tom: "No, what about you?"

Tom passed by him expressionlessly, went inside, sat on a chair, picked up a book and read it: "No."

Moriarty didn't mind his indifference at all, and sat down directly on the lower bunk bed, propped his chin and stared at Tom's overly handsome face: "I heard that the person who lived with you before was Hannibal Lecter?"

"Hmm." Tom turned a page of the book in his hand without looking up.

"What kind of person is he? I've heard of him in the UK. He is a world-renowned psychologist. He killed more than a dozen people and ate a certain part of their body. He not only ate it himself, but also cooked it into delicacies. Celebrities enjoy it. Tell me, I'm curious." Moriarty covered the writing with his hand and said to Tom.

Tom frowned again, and he looked up at Moriarty with dissatisfaction: "He is a cruel man. Can you please remove your hand?"

Moriarty shrugged and smiled and withdrew his hand, but he didn't know if it was intentional. His finger lightly brushed Tom's index finger on the page in the air, starting from the second joint along the side of the index finger to the finger tip.This small gesture with a certain hint made Tom curl up his fingers that had been scratched.But when he looked over seriously, Moriarty didn't seem to notice it again. He stood up nonchalantly, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and winked at Tom with an aggrieved face: "Well, since you want to read, then I won't." Bothering you."

After finishing speaking, he deliberately sighed and walked out.Tom sat on the chair and looked at his back, endured it, and finally couldn't help but smashed the book in his hand directly on his head: "Get out!"

Moriarty nimbly avoided the book, jumped to the door, and smiled back at him before going out. It was this playful smile that finally made Tom sure that the other party's action just now was intentional. He gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to the second book, fortunately Moriarty saw his movement and quickly left before the book flew over again.

Tom clutched the book and froze on the chair, swore that he had never missed Hannibal this roommate so much as at this moment, no matter what, he was much better than the current prankster!

And Moriarty was satisfied after molesting the Dark Lord.He came to the lobby whistling in a good mood, looked left and right, and came to a table to say hello: "Hey, can you bring me one?"

Two men sitting on chairs facing each other are playing poker.Hearing his inquiry, one of the handsome-looking men with crazy eyes nodded, while the other guy with brown hair standing up looked familiar. The expression made Moriarty sure that he and the other party were really old acquaintances.And his old acquaintance is the police except the criminal.After thinking for a few seconds, Moriarty remembered the brown-haired man's name after turning around in the memory palace: "Are you Ryan O'Reilly?"

The Irish prisoner, who could be regarded as a smart man, smiled with the tip of his tongue against his teeth: "I didn't expect you to remember me."

His companion immediately let out a hush to express surprise: "You guys already knew each other!"

O'Reilly twitched at Beecher, "We were accomplices in the robbery."

Moriarty pulled a chair from the side and sat down, without contradicting his statement.Although he was just making a plan for the bank robbery, and O'Reilly was only a part of it, and the two had only met once, but overall it was correct.

O'Reilly acted as an intermediary, introducing the two to each other: "This is Jim Moriarty, and this is Tobias Beecher."

Beecher, who was handsome and had crazy eyes, grinned at Moriarty: "Welcome to Oz, welcome to this hell."

Moriarty looked up and looked around the bright lounge hall, the two TVs in the corner, and the transparent dormitory around him and shrugged: "The environment is good, it can be called a paradise level in a prison."

Beecher sneered a few times and ignored him.

Moriarty and O'Reilly exchanged glances, and the latter shuffled the cards and winked at him, telling him that it was a lunatic not to mind.

However, he likes lunatics.What fun, Moriarty thought, resting the cards on his chin.He looked at Beecher and realized that Oz was a treasure trove, full of fun.

—Here is Moriarty's paradise.

"Where's Riddle? Isn't he your guide, why did he come down with you?" O'Reilly asked Moriarty suddenly while drawing a card.

Moriarty looked at the cards in his hand, thinking about several ways to win in his mind. When he heard this question, he put on a helpless expression in the blink of an eye: "He is reading. Is he not in a good temper? It's pretty cold."

"Oh, don't worry about it. After all, Hannibal was sent out of Oz by himself. I mean, they had a good relationship." O'Reilly began to play cards. He knew that Moriarty was very powerful, so he played Be very cautious.

"A good relationship?" Moriarty casually threw out a 5 of hearts, anyway, no matter how the two of them played out, he would be the one who would win in the end.

"Well, it feels like...how should I put it..." O'Reilly looked at the ceiling and tried hard to think of adjectives.

"It's like a student and a teacher." Beecher, who had been silent all this time, said at this moment, and at the same time he threw a seven of spades onto the table.

"Yes, yes!" O'Reilly agreed, and continued to follow the cards, "It's the students and teachers. But once Tom's eyes turned red after he was in confinement, he began to think of ways to get Hannibal away."

"Well—it's really complicated." Moriarty lightly flipped the cards in his hand, like flipping the pages of an upright book. ?