Hogwarts behind-the-scenes big boss

After confirming that the elemental magic used by the magician was the dark element, Moriarty was no longer in the mood to stay in the Forbidden Forest.

The magician's dark element magic turned the Forbidden Forest into a dirty mud forest, as if there was a bloody rain, and the ground was covered with black mucus.

But the good news is that the magician seems to be reluctant to activate the magic called "Apocalypse Withering". He can only successfully defend himself.

If it were Moriarty, he would add a corrosive toxin to the Blood River and Skull Mountain to prevent others from trying to use dark element magic.

Otherwise it would be like this -

Moriarty pointed at a lump of black slime on the ground with his cedar wand, "Wind Seize."

The wind elemental magic followed the air and entered the mucus, trying to capture the dark elemental magic.

"Ding dong~The capture failed."

Moriarty expected this result. He extracted a little mucus and stored it in a small gold bottle, put it in the system space, and waited for the wizard to reach a higher level before trying to extract it again.

Then he raised his wand to summon a heavy rain, and the raindrops fell into the forbidden forest, washing away the smell of filth and destruction brought by dark element magic.

Moriarty flew back to the Quidditch pitch. By this time, the audience had dispersed and entered the auditorium. Only Marcus was waiting to report to Moriarty.

As soon as Moriarty landed, Marcus stepped forward and whispered: "The wizards in the family did not stop the magician and let him run away from Hogsmeade."

"Tell me the details." Moriarty ordered as he walked towards the castle.

Marcus said with some shame: "The magician used an inflatable doll to deceive the wizard at home. The real one changed his face and slipped out of Hogsmeade disguised as a witch."

Moriarty nodded calmly, and Marcus lowered his head in fear: "Father said that the Flint family is not doing well, and he is willing to accept the punishment from the young master, any punishment."

"Remember those silver-maned horses?" Moriarty stopped.

"You mean Graling?" Marcus raised his head.

"Get a batch of Glalings and put them on the horse farm of Slytherin Castle. You have to train them to listen to people and understand human nature." Moriarty glanced at Marcus and continued walking towards the castle.

Marcus agreed with a smile, "Well, sir. I'm going to find Hagrid. He has been taking care of those Glalings."

Moriarty nodded slightly. This tall and handsome young man had finally found a career he loved.

"Moriarty is back!"

One of the girls screamed, and Moriarty saw heads popping out of the windows of the castle, like gophers.

The girls had bright smiles on their faces.

Moriarty quickly walked into the auditorium hall to avoid being knocked down by the crazy female fans.

Dumbledore, Ludo, and the National Team were talking in the hall, and Moriarty truthfully told the truth about the magician using magic on him.

Ludo was the first to stand up and respond to Moriarty. He was indignant: "The magician actually used magic on you? He must want to bewitch you and control you. What did that brainwashing voice say?

Heir! Oh, Merlin! Haha, what a funny trick!

I'd say it's best if Moriarty catches him, and we send him to Azkaban and let him perform magic tricks for the murderers inside."

"Director Ludo, don't let anger go to your brain. That brainwashing voice may not come from a magician.

You heard it—the voice said it was time to choose an heir."

Dumbledore raised his head and looked at Moriarty, as if he was convinced that Moriarty was the "heir", a bright light flashed across his half-moon glasses.

"The magician obviously doesn't choose an heir, right? So I think there is a dark force hidden behind the magician."

Moriarty exchanged a sharp look with Dumbledore, and it was clear that they thought of something together.

Dumbledore looked out the window to the east. There was still no news about the wizard he sent to China to investigate the Himalayan avalanche.

The direction of the magician's escape is also the east. Could it be that the magician is a Chinese wizard?

Roman walked over. He had not yet come out of the shadow of failure, and his tone was hesitant.

"Um... before the magician left, uh, before he ran away, he told me that next time we meet, we might be enemies."

Moriarty's eyes flashed: "Is this happening?"

Roman nodded in despair, and Ludo immediately jumped out and laughed angrily: "Is the magician planning to declare war on the British Ministry of Magic? What a whim, what a whim!"

"Hey, hey!" Explosive Head shouted hurriedly: "My dear Director, I think the 'enemy' that the magician talks about is the enemy on the Quidditch field. He should be telling us that he will play in the World Cup

If we represent another country in a war, then we will be our opponents."

"This will make it easier." Moriarty said: "After the World Cup starts, let's see which country the magician represents."

"You mean - there is really a force behind the magician?" Ludo suddenly became serious, and his face changed so quickly that Afro was stunned, "And this force is related to the Ministry of Magic of the country where he lives?"

"Obviously." Moriarty shrugged, sat down at the seat next to the dining table, and said to Red Nose: "Please, my future teammates, go to the kitchen and ask the house elf to make me a glass of grape milk. Thank you."

"Um," Red Nose touched his big red nose, "Well, it's impossible for Hogwarts students not to know where the kitchen is, right? But if you say it in front of the principal, it really doesn't matter.

"

Red Nose glanced at Dumbledore, and the principal smiled lightly at him without stopping him.

"I have to remind you that Mr. Moriarty has the highest authority in this castle." Ludo stood behind Moriarty and said with an air of dignity.

This tone made Moriarty wonder if Ludo was Lockhart's biological brother.

"Oh~ you're starting to order us now, integrate the team, right? Not a bad idea." Afro walked to the opposite side of Moriarty, sat down, and frowned: "But I'm going to say something ugly first, the national team is not Huo

Gwartz is not Slytherin Castle either..."

"That's enough, no more long speeches. You should know that these words mean nothing to me." Moriarty tapped his knuckles on the table in front of his explosive head. "We agreed before that if the Dream Team wins, I will

Join the national team.

You have seen my performance, right?

I don’t care what you think, it’s a fact that I’m better than you, and it’s a fact that I will lead England to win the World Cup.”

"But, but? You are suspected of using magic!" Afro said unconvinced. He tugged on Roman's sleeves, hoping that Roman would speak for him.

"I don't! I never use magic when playing Quidditch." Moriarty said loudly without changing his face. "On the contrary, it was the magician who brainwashed me - how dare you ensure that he did not brainwash other players?"

The afro was asked, who can guarantee this?

His expression changed, and a drop of cold sweat slipped from his forehead.

Moriarty crossed his hands and placed them on the table, showing a sarcastic smile.

"Think about it, man. Once this matter is exposed and players from other countries complain to the International Wizards Association, the efforts and past victories of the England team will all be wiped out."

Afro and Roman looked at each other in panic. Before they could think of a countermeasure, Ludo let out a cry of pain.

"My good sir, you are a noble Slytherin," Ludo sat down on the left side of Moriarty and gave a flattering smile: "Slytherin is the purest pure blood in the UK, and the honor of the English team is also

Part of the great glory of Slytherin, we are one family."

Ludo is the Director of Sports and Sports. He is really afraid that Magician's methods will be exposed. Once he is complained, he, the Director, may step down.

Moriarty sneered, "Director Ludo, how many championships has the England team won? Does it deserve the glory of my peace talks?"

"Haha, um...hehehe," Ludo smiled awkwardly, feeling that he had lost face in front of Moriarty and Dumbledore, but he couldn't get angry, so he had to vent his anger on Roman and glared fiercely.

How many glances did he have.

"Okay, no need to say more." Moriarty waved his hand to ask Ludo and Afro to calm down.

He said to Roman: "I will give you and your teammates a week to adjust to your condition. You will come to Hogwarts for training in a week. If I find that your mentality is still like paper, don't blame me for being ruthless.

Get the hell back home!"

Roman and Afro opened their mouths, and Moriarty narrowed his eyes slightly, "Not convinced? Very good! Let me tell you the results of my inspection of you, you are extremely unqualified!

At present, you are not qualified to be my teammate! If you are good and mediocre, I can replace you at any time. Maybe you will achieve better results if you replace them with the dream team to play in the World Cup!"