The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

The experience of being almost discovered during the first night tour did not affect Moriarty's exploration of Peeves, but he made this exploration more secretive.

Jericho also kept silent about Night Tour, but he hoped that Moriarty would take him to learn the Disillusionment Charm.

Now at the dinner table, Jericho is carrying a large plate of Lincolnshire sausages and burying his head in a large bowl of Scotch porridge.

Moriarty ate a set meal of bacon and fried mushrooms. The combination of meat and vegetables ensured health and provided rich nutrition at the same time.

Beside him sat William, gulping oatmeal with bread stuffed in his mouth.

After shaking his head dissatisfied with what William and Jericho ate, Leon enjoyed his own baked beans and cheese.

Every player in the Slytherin team had a unique breakfast, and they enjoyed it with a smile.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Tonks, for eating a unique delicacy for us!" Jericho said vaguely.

"Seriously, Mr. Moriarty, thank you Tonks for us," William said to Moriarty with a smile, "Thanks to her asking the house elf to cook for us, we can be beautiful." Have a full meal. Oh~ Merlin’s porridge, Hufflepuff’s food is like a mother’s embrace~”

Moriarty nodded, but Leon frowned, telling the players: "Don't eat too much, be careful to spit it out during the game."

"Prudish," William shrugged, and then smiled: "With Mr. Moriarty here, are we still worried that we won't be able to win?"

The players laughed, but they heard a discordant voice from the back of the auditorium: "Don't be too happy, Gryffindor is a lion, not a sick cat!"

The little snake poked its head and looked back, wanting to see who the naysayer was, but saw Tonks approaching, her hair turned gray.

William stood up and solemnly expressed his thanks.

Tonks winked mischievously at Moriarty: "It's nothing more than a trivial matter, it can be regarded as our fan club's support for Moriarty!"

The little snakes let out a meaningful booing sound, at this moment, a snow owl flew into the auditorium, holding a long package in its little paws.

"Poseidon!" Moriarty yelled to his owl, and Poseidon flew quickly to the Slytherin table, dropped the package and flew away.

Jericho said excitedly: "Look at what's inside!"

Tonks rubbed his chin and showed a sweet smile: "I'll bet any of you that there's a broom inside."

"Correct solution!" Moriarty opened the package, and there was a Nimbus 1700 inside.

The little snakes let out a sigh of admiration, looking forward to Moriarty's performance in the game even more.

Tonks bid farewell to Moriarty, and before leaving, he said mysteriously that he would have a surprise.

At eight o'clock, all the teachers and students of the school came to the stands around the Quidditch pitch.

The stands are divided into the towers and viewing stands of the four colleges, as well as a teaching staff tower and teaching staff viewing stands.

The teachers and students quickly took their seats, and the students from the four colleges all wore corresponding scarves. The little lions drew a lot of huge banners with the words "Gryffindor must win" on the sheets.

The little snakes each held a small silver flag, on which a snake entangled a lion.

But almost all the students brought binoculars, and the seats were even lifted into the air, but sometimes it was still difficult to see the game clearly.

In the locker room, players from both sides changed into team uniforms. Moriarty looked at the dark green robes and wondered whether to modify the style or change the color.

"Come on, come and watch!" William said the pre-match training: "We have Moriarty joining us this year. To be honest, I don't believe we will lose! But we can't take it lightly!

Charlie Weasley is our focus! The batsman and keeper had him on my radar!

And - Oliver Wood! Yeah, the new goalie for the second grade! I bet Charlie is going to groom him as the next captain. Our Chaser? "

"Yes!" Jericho puffed out his chest.

William looked at him: "You are also a new player, so? Destroy Wood! Sieve his goal!"

"No problem! Captain."

"Very well, then, who else has to add?" William glanced at the players.

No one spoke, but Moriarty cleared his throat. "Don't foul. I don't want my game to be stained—any one."

Obviously it is a very arrogant statement, but the players take it for granted.

William nodded and said, "With Moriarty, it's too cheap for us to use fouls. Alright, let's go, lads, let's go!"

The seven Slytherin players strode out of the locker room, and then walked towards the cheering stadium.

Jericho whispered, "Oh, I'm afraid my legs will go weak."

"It's just a small scene, you have to get used to it." Moriarty looked around as if he was born accustomed to the big scene, with extraordinary seriousness in his eyes.

His temperament has affected the whole team, and the players can't help showing a solemn and serious attitude.

"Hey! Look, the Slytherin team is here!" Tonks' tense voice resounded throughout the arena, and the little snake in the stands shouted.

Jericho didn't seem nervous. He said to Moriarty, "Aha, it's Senior Tonks! She became the commentator of the game. Is this the surprise she said?"

Moriarty looked towards the Hufflepuff viewing stand, Tonks smiled at him, and she said in a passionate voice:

"Let's see, leading the way is old captain William Romotte! Then there's Leon Minchum...  

The team that won three consecutive championships did not lose its dominance in the new school year due to the graduation of old students. On the contrary, the addition of two talented players made this team even more terrifying!

Look, they're Jericho Blanche at the end of the line, the grand finale, and--forever, Moriarty-Sly--Tring! "

Tonks' voice was up and down, and it was the first time that Moriarty's title had been uttered in public. Mountains and tsunami shouts erupted from the stands, and the screams of the girls almost pierced the sky.

The Gryffindor team seemed to deliberately choose to play at this time, and walked into the arena with a little pressure. The little lions stood up and applauded desperately.

Several senior lions cast a clever magic on the banner, and male lions appeared on the banner, roaring!

"Oh~ oh~" Tonks turned his head away: "The Gryffindor team has played, and this is the strongest lineup recognized in recent years!

Captain and Seeker Charlie Weasley! He's an old friend of ours, the never-to-be-ignored redhead, Gryffindor even calls him King Weasley!

We all know that since the Gryffindor defeat in the 1986-1987 school year, Charlie took over the team and quickly made the team one of the top teams capable of challenging the Slytherin team!

In recent years, Gryffindor has firmly occupied the second place, but it is undeniable that they are more and more courageous!

And from the current point of view, the reputation of the Gryffindor team is much better than that of the Slytherin team!

Yes, we all know that the Slytherin team make good use of fouls, hopefully Mr Moriarty's arrival will change that.

However, Charlie and William have one thing in common, that is, they both boldly started newcomers this year.

Look at Gryffindor's young keeper - Oliver Wood! Yes, I think you realize it! "

Tonks waved her arms, and people shouted even louder. She said excitedly: "The lion meets the snake, the chaser vs the goalkeeper! This is a big offensive and defensive duel between two rookies!"

And, the contest between the two Seekers who decided the fate of the game - Moriarty and Charlie, the genius rookie Forever Shine vs the lion captain Weasley King! ! ! "

Tonks' explanation sparked fire in everyone's heart. Dumbledore, Snape, Flitwick and all the professors on the desk nodded and applauded vigorously.

Professor McGonagall even got to her feet, her lips pursed tightly in concentration.

The students also stood up and shouted the names of the players.

"Shine Forever! Shine Forever!"

"King Weasley! King Weasley!"

"Gryffindor! Gryffindor!"

"Slytherin! Slytherin!"

The fiery atmosphere made the weather less cold. Tonks saw the referee Ms. Huo Qi explaining the rules to the players on both sides, and immediately said loudly: "The silver whistle blew, fifteen broomsticks rose into the air, and the game~ begins! !"

In the 1953-1954 school year, Minerva McGonagall participated in a competition in her seventh grade (Gryffindor vs. Slytherin, the result of the game will determine the ownership of the Quidditch Cup). Foul, she was thrown into a concussion, and several ribs were broken. From then on, seeing the Slytherin team lose miserably in the Quidditch field became McGonagall's lifelong wish.