Taking Control! Becoming a God Again!

As water and fire shifted, Moriarty's divine body slowly emerged.

He was tall and imposing, the Ice Moon Necklace hanging from his chest. His skin was like ice, his eyes like mirrors, reflecting the blazing heat of the torches while radiating both bitter cold and scorching heat.

Hogwarts Castle looked as tiny before Moriarty as a beer mug filled with Butterbeer in the Leaky Cauldron.

The wizards inside were like tiny ants.

Hermione looked up at Moriarty's face. It had not changed in the slightest; he was still Brother Moriarty, the one who had treated her to milk.

But!

"Brother Moriarty's milk must be enough for me to drink for a very, very long time now, right?"

For some reason, a blush flashed across Hermione's face, and she unconsciously licked her lips.

But more people were focused on Moriarty's divine body.

"Is this a god?"

"What kind of god is Mr. Moriarty?"

"You're so dumb. Can't you tell? The God of Ice and Flame!"

"As expected of the most charming man on Earth. Even after becoming a god, he's still so handsome."

Moriarty heard every word of their discussion clearly.

He instantly shrank back down. He had no intention of maintaining that form—otherwise, what would his women do?

Other than Ithiel, who could transform into the Dragon Mother and fight him, everyone else could only stare helplessly.

That was clearly not what Moriarty wanted.

More importantly, Moriarty rather disliked such a tall and imposing divine body.

Moriarty, back in his normal form, appeared before Merlin.

Merlin looked utterly incredulous. "Are you kidding me?"

"You haven't gathered all eight Elemental Magic Artifacts! You only have six Elemental Magic Artifacts and a Key of Immortality! How could you become a god?"

Merlin was furious. From the look of him, he was