Hogwarts behind-the-scenes big boss

Marcus completed the task brilliantly, and the named people quickly gathered around Moriarty.

"What's your plan this time? Sir." Charlie asked with a smile. The old ceremonial robes of the Weasley family made him look particularly eye-catching, but Charlie didn't care at all.

Your own image is important, as it will largely determine the first impression that outsiders have of you.

Charlie once felt inferior because of his poor family. At that time, it was Quidditch that helped him get out of the shadows.

After Moriarty arrived, he deeply realized the benefits of strong strength.

If he also has a certain skill, his image and Galleons are nothing.

If Moriarty hadn't asked him to come alone, Charlie would have really wanted to bring the Weasley twins over and let them learn from Moriarty.

Tell them: Don’t always make pranks just for the sake of being funny, but learn from Moriarty and arrange some meaningful and sentimental activities.

Charlie bets that Moriarty has another great idea.

Sure enough, Moriarty knocked on the ground with his staff, blocking out their voices, and then said: "Today is a memorable day, and I want to hold an event for this.

This activity cannot be completed without the cooperation of all students in the school. I will tell you the steps and details, and you will pass them on to other students."

Moriarty's deep eyes glanced at Charlie and others. They were all prestigious students in the four major colleges. Moriarty believed that they would complete the task brilliantly.

Maybe except for the boy president and the girl president?

Moriarty noticed that there was something wrong with the atmosphere between Leon and the Ravenclaw Head Girl. One had a sneer on her lips, and the other raised her head arrogantly.

There was no one else here, it seemed like they were just doing it for each other to watch.

Tonks also noticed this, and a smile flashed in her dark eyes.

"The dinner and dance will start on time at seven o'clock. As usual, there will be the dinner first and then the dance."

Moriarty began to assign tasks, and he said earnestly: "We choose to act at the ball, with Slytherin coming first, then Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff.

When Slytherin makes his move, Gryffindor wants to...

When Gryffindor takes action, Ravenclaw wants to...

...That’s the plan. Do you understand?”

"Okay sir, we understand." Charlie and others replied in unison, and everyone's eyes shone.

"Great," Moriarty complimented casually, "Go ahead and take action. If you have any problems, please contact Marcus."

Charlie and others were about to leave when they heard Moriarty yell: "Wait a minute."

Moriarty added to the people who turned around: "Remember, keep it secret. No one is allowed to tell anyone before the dance starts!"

Several people looked serious and said, "Follow your orders."

"Go ahead."

After watching them leave, Moriarty withdrew his gaze and turned around to admire Tonks' figure, but found that his senior sister was looking at him without blinking.

"Junior~ I find that you are becoming more and more aura of a superior, and you are very domineering in every move you make." Tonks said infatuatedly.

"Thank you for reminding me, I will continue to hide it." Moriarty remembered his ultimate mission and put away his momentum.

"Then have you noticed that you Slytherins are going to have another couple!" Tonks said mysteriously.

"Is there any?" Moriarty recalled, but he found no signs of this.

"Retarded boy." Tonks shrugged her shoulders, withdrew her gaze, raised the corners of her mouth crazily, and muttered in a low voice: "He and William fell in love with each other last school year. I thought they would come out, but I didn't expect them.

, this year he has been having a heated fight with other girls..."

"What did you say?" Moriarty's eyes were intriguing.

Her voice became quieter and quieter, until she could no longer hear her. She could only hear the words "William" and "coming out".

Tsk tsk tsk, Nymph, it turns out you are such a girl...

"I'm not! I didn't! I didn't say anything!" Tonks lowered her head in a hurry, but her face turned red.

Seven o'clock came quietly under the playfulness of the two. When Dumbledore and Ludo walked into the auditorium talking and laughing, the students stood up, and everyone knew that the dinner had begun!

"Sit, sit, children." Dumbledore waved to the students as he walked towards the guest of honor, Ludo and the professors followed behind him.

"Gala ga la!"

The sound of chairs moving was heard, and teachers and students all sat down. Dumbledore extended his palm towards the foyer of the auditorium, "Let us welcome the members of the England national team with warm applause and thank them for coming."

Applause broke out, and Roman and other players ran out of the foyer. They smiled and waved to greet everyone.

Ludo asked them to sit on a row of small round tables near the main guest seat. After settling the guests, Dumbledore continued: "There is such a team, its history is no more than fifteen days, and the average number of its players

No more than 14 years old, and it will not receive more than one honor!"

The students laughed, everyone knew the name of the team.

"But it is such a team," Dumbledore's tone changed, and he said with a rare sonorous and powerful voice: "It defeated the top eight teams in the World Cup! Some people may not know what this concept is, but believe me

——No matter where you go in the future, you can proudly tell the people around you that you are classmates of professional players!"

"Oh oh oh!"

The students stood up excitedly, and the ceiling almost fell over with cheers and applause.

"Moriarty Slytherin of the Hogwarts Dream Team," Dumbledore's voice suddenly rose, drowning out the students' celebrations, "Only in the field of Quidditch, I, Albus Perse

Seaval Wulfric Brian Dumbledore! May I call you the strongest!"

Everyone was immersed in Dumbledore's name - this was the first time Dumbledore said his full name in front of the students. They saw Dumbledore lift the goblet on the table, shake it slightly, and something appeared in the cup.

Had red wine.

Dumbledore stood up and smiled at Moriarty. Moriarty also stood up and picked up the wine glass. After shaking it, a little red wine appeared in the glass.

The two nodded to each other and drank the red wine.

Everyone watched without blinking as the red wine in the glass slowly disappeared, and the scene seemed to be frozen at this moment.

After the two of them finished drinking, there seemed to be an explosion in the auditorium!

The students jumped up, applauded and shouted wildly.

"Children, I know you must be impatient, but I ask you to give the last round of applause to the two teams to thank them for performing a wonderful game for us!" Dumbledore finished speaking and sat down.

The applause lasted for a long time and did not stop until everyone's palms were red.

"Okay, very good, then, let's start the dinner!" As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, a menu appeared on each table.

"Without a doubt, it's the highest standard." Jericho looked superior. He picked up the menu and read clearly: "Roast goose!"

A roast goose instantly appeared in front of Jericho and Helena.

"Come and have a taste, my baby. Let me feed you." Jericho smiled evilly.

Afro witnessed everything and taught Roman how to use the menu, "Grill steak!"

A large grilled steak appeared on their table.

"Look, it appeared. It's a bit interesting, isn't it?" Afro became excited. He seemed to have found an interesting toy. He closed and closed his mouth and ordered a lot of dishes.

Roman shook his head helplessly, there was too much and they couldn't eat it.

But in order not to embarrass myself in front of Hogwarts, it's better to eat clean.

Roman felt his stomach twitch.

Then he saw Moriarty and Tonks not far away, and their tables were filled with delicacies he had never seen before.

Roman puffed up his nose and sniffed, oh, it smells so good!

Looking at the tired British food ordered by the afro, Roman suddenly lost his appetite.

"Ahem, Moriarty?" Roman came over shamelessly, "Well, the food you have here seems to be different from what we all have?"

Moriarty pointed to the plates on the table and counted them: "Buddha jumping over the wall, dragon and phoenix in auspiciousness, almond bergamot, roasted pork loin with melon with the character "Fu", eight-treasure duck, hanging pheasant. Well, you have a good sense, you are worthy of looking for the ball."

hand!"

"Stop teasing me," Roman said with a blush, "Well, ahem, I'm here to ask why these dishes are not on my menu?"

"Because no one cooks it for you." Tonks glanced at Roman with a smile, then picked up a spoon and dug out a spoonful of tenderloin, and said softly: "Little brother~Senior sister, let me feed you, ah~"

Roman was stunned, watching Moriarty open his mouth and eat the tenderloin, he was full instantly.

"Bah, I'm so angry!"

Roman returned to his seat in despair. He wanted to drink some wine, so he imitated the actions of Dumbledore and Moriarty, picked up the wine glass and shook it, and a little red wine suddenly appeared in the glass.

Roman swallowed it in one gulp, feeling that it was not enough, so he shook the glass again, but this time, the red wine did not appear.

"Why?" Roman placed the wine glass heavily on the table, "No one provided me with red wine this time? There are so many house elves in Hogwarts!"

"Captain Roman." Ludo walked over. He looked very happy - he had made a huge profit from his bet.

"Captain Roman, I forgot to tell you that Dumbledore enchanted these cups to ensure that each person can only shake out a little bit of red wine. After all, this is a school. You know, there are too many students."

"So that's it." Roman laughed a few times and sighed.

Ludo patted him on the shoulder: "I'm not telling you, you should change your mentality. Learn to be more flexible."

Roman followed Ludo's gaze and saw that many students were walking towards Moriarty with wine glasses in hand. They hoped to offer Moriarty a glass of wine, which made Tonks pouted dissatisfiedly.

"Okay, um, okay." Roman murmured to himself, "Maybe he is the best candidate for captain, all for the victory of the British team."

"What did you say?" the afro on the side asked loudly: "Order a 'Great Victory'? Okay, I will! I'm also curious about what this thing is and what kind of meat it is made of."

Roman raised his eyebrows, looked at his teammates who were busy working, and smiled knowingly. Well, with teammates like this, his mood is not so bad.

At about eight o'clock, everyone had almost eaten. Moriarty, Charlie and others looked at each other, and then the students made varying degrees of self-adjustment. They tried their best to dress themselves neatly.

An inexplicable atmosphere enveloped the auditorium, as if something was about to happen!