The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

Looking at Moriarty's outstretched left hand, Roman gritted his teeth with a blank expression on his face, and his cheeks puffed out.

It's like playing wizard chess, Moriarty's knight has already killed his king! He was generalized by Moriarty.

Roman is not a wizard who is timid. Although he is young, he dares to fight on the court. He may be limited by his talent. He cannot turn against the wind every time, but there is a passion in his bones.

He looked deeply at Moriarty, and thought unconvinced: Why did Moriarty join the team when he said he would join the team? Why does Moriarty have to control the team as soon as he arrives?

A 12-year-old child represents the country, let alone whether the rules allow it.

If the game is not played well, the world will question the British magic community, and the decline of the UK's international status, who will bear these responsibilities?

Put Moriarty in charge? Can he afford it!

As the captain of the England team, Roman will not allow such a thing to happen, so he will win this game, and win it cleanly!

Originally, he wanted to let the water go and play back and forth with the dream team, and the two sides ended the game decently.

Now it seems that going to the battlefield with real swords and guns may be the last choice.

He won the game mercilessly, killed Moriarty's idea of ​​entering the national team in his infancy, and completely cut off Moriarty's way to enter Quidditch.

Roman adjusted his facial expression, and said to Moriarty seriously: "I just want to return 'this opportunity' to you intact.

You think the world is too simple.

The world is like a rolling Quaffle, constantly running. Strong strength may make the rules make way for you, but it is undoubtedly temporary, and no one can guarantee that they will be strong forever. "

This is Roman's sincere words. In these years of struggling in professional games, he has seen one genius after another rise and fall, and he has also witnessed one superstar after another from obscurity to shining before others, and then to gloom.

The world is helpless, the world is very strange.

Roman didn't agree with Moriarty's point of view, so he took Moriarty's left hand and shook it vigorously.

"Moriarty Slytherin. I must use this game to turn your mind around - while you are young."

Moriarty increased the strength of his hands, pinching Roman until his face turned red: "Then it's settled, Captain Roman. The dream team wins, and you and your team members must not prevent me from joining the national team."

"Okay, very good." Roman gritted his teeth: "What if we win? You stay in Hogwarts for me!"

"It's a deal!"

Moriarty let go of Roman's left hand, glanced at Afro and the others, turned and walked towards the castle, and the Dream Team players followed.

The students saw Moriarty showing unprecedented strength, and no one dared to stop them.

Dumbledore smoothed things over and said: "Please come in, do you need to take a break? Hogwarts is willing to provide you with pre-match services."

"No, there's no need, Mr. Principal. Let's go to the arena to warm up." Roman's face gradually returned to normal, but he put his left hand behind his back and shook his wrist, muttering, "The boy is quite strong."

"Just now I felt like I was being stared at by a poisonous snake—he is not a good breed." The explosive head said in a low voice, "I'm holding a stomach full of bad water."

Ms. Dumbledore Pipins led the Romans to the Quidditch pitch, followed by Professor McGonagall and the students.

And they still have to wait for a group of special guests.

After about six minutes, twelve carriages lined up like a flock of geese flew towards the castle, and a peacock was squatting on the roof of one of the carriages.

Ludo clicked his tongue: "Look at this flower peacock, I already know who they are."

There was a smile in Dumbledore's eyes: "Mrs. Malfoy generously sponsored this competition, and she persuaded other school managers to give the winner a prize, 50,000 Galleons."

"The referee Petrice was also invited by her?" Ludo asked casually, and Dumbledore nodded slowly.

"She's a sensible woman." Ludo pouted.

Twelve carriages landed on the lawn, and twelve school managers got off, dragging their families.

On behalf of the directors, Mr. Greenglass chatted with Dumbledore and Ludo, and then walked into the castle together.

At 8.30am, the Quidditch pitch was packed - Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall more than doubled the size of the stands to ensure everyone had a seat.

All the people related to Hogwarts came, including the children of Draco Malfoy and Theodore Nott. They ran wildly in the stands, and they felt that doing so seemed to attract attention .

Including Hagrid and Filch, even Mrs. Norris occupied a seat and lay down obediently.

"Ladies, gentlemen, and children, the competition begins!"

Ludo's voice sounded from above the tallest professor's stand, and he held a gold microphone in his hand, and he also used "loud voice" to ensure that everyone could hear him.

"I am the commentator for this game: Ludo Bagman! Before the game starts, let's take a look at the status of the players on both sides."

Ludo said happily: "First of all, the host dream team!

where are they Aha, look there - the left lawn of the field!

We get to see the Dream Team players all dressed up, just waiting to get on their broomsticks!

Captain and Seeker Moriarty Slytherin making one last tactical maneuver.

With Jericho, Tonks, and Leon standing beside him, it seems that Moriarty has handed over the heavy responsibility to the Chaser.

And Charlie and Marcus are batsmen, look at the muscles in their arms!

Oh no~ don't cripple our Captain Roman! Haha, am I talking too much? "

Ludo pretended to be a talkative person, and he looked towards Roman in a panic, making the students laugh.

"Ahem," Ludo stopped being funny, and said sternly: "The dream team looks high-spirited, not like an amateur team at all. The national team must be vigilant. Alright, let's take a look at Roman and his strength." teammate!"

When Roman heard Ludo calling his name, he waved to the audience at the scene. He was also dressed in the England uniform, and many boys cheered.

Draco and Nott shouted while shaking their fists, "Just wait and see, Captain Roman will make Moriarty look good!"

Mrs. Malfoy slapped Draco as many little witches stared at him unkindly.

"Mr. Moriarty and Roman are both captains. Sisters, we cannot let Roman steal the limelight. Mr. Moriarty's name must be floating in the air on this stadium!"

A fifth-grade girl stood up and shouted at the girls beside her.

Soon, the slogans of "Moriarty wins", "Forever shines forever", "Dream team must win" sounded, and the girls' delicate voices wafted over the court, which lasted for a long time.

"Did you hear the deafening shouts? I thought it was the World Cup finals." The red nose said to the afro with a smile.

"Thank you for reminding me, but I'm not deaf." The explosive head shook his head and smiled wryly.

Roman snorted sourly, without saying a word, but secretly thought that something was wrong, the dream team's home court advantage was too great.

In a real arena, any small detail will be infinitely magnified.

The slogans continued until nine o'clock, and many girls were hoarse from shouting.

"Don't be afraid, sisters! I prepared throat lozenges in advance." Gemma Farley walked over with a large bucket, "One mouthful per person, no one drinks too much, even if it's mint flavored, it won't work!"

"Doo--", the referee Peter Rees blew the silver whistle, and fifteen broomsticks flew into the sky, and then dispersed, faithfully fulfilling their respective tasks.

A total of six Chasers from both sides pounced on the Quaffle!

Marcus rounded the bat and hit the Bludger with a bang, sending it toward Afro and Rednose!

Leon found that two of the national team's batsmen did the same, only they were targeting Jericho!

"Want to take revenge? It seems that Maxi abused you a lot." Charlie laughed and flew the Bludger in front of him, and the target was the magician!

"The two sides are fighting, and they are going to fight! My Merlin!" Seeing this scene, Ludo jumped up and shouted loudly: "The dream team and the national team sent all the chasers to fight for the ghosts!" Fly ball - no one is willing to hand over the first goal to the opponent, they have no temptation, no reservations!

But Jericho has to be careful, he has received the attention of the national team!

What about the other side?

Charlie's Bludger is soft and seems to have no threat to the magician, and Marcus' Bludger has caught up behind the Afro!

Also, let's see what the captains of both sides are doing? "

Ludo set up the awning with his hands, shaking his head and looking up at the sky, suddenly, he suddenly pointed towards the sky.

"Oh look there! Moriarty and Roman flew out together, their speeds were equal!

They flew high into the sky, they are still flying, they are still flying...they haven't stopped since the start of the game! "

The audience looked in the direction of Ludo's finger, hundreds of heads turned in the same direction at the same time, the scene was extremely spectacular.