Hogwarts behind-the-scenes big boss

Moriarty narrowed his eyes and looked at the curly-haired boy unhappily, but someone moved faster than him.

A girl walked over quickly, kept a meter away from the curly-haired boy, and gave the curly-haired boy a fierce look.

"Classmate Abel, I told you, you are not qualified to call me Fleur. Please call me 'Delacour'! Thank you!"

Although Furong's words were polite, there was a sense of alienation in them, and her cold voice hid a deep disgust.

"Also, let me remind you once again that I am just your classmate, not your girlfriend, so don't follow me anymore!

Finally, I warn you not to talk about Britain and France in public! For the sake of all of us being French compatriots, don’t cause trouble to Beauxbatons!"

Fleur crossed her arms, her tone full of coldness and impatience.

The curly-haired boy Abel seemed not to notice Fleur's emotions at all. He smoothed the curly hair on the back of his head and put on a smile that he thought was handsome, "Senior Furong, you are really naughty, but it doesn't matter..."

Fleur ignored him this time, interrupted him and turned away. The direction she turned happened to be facing Moriarty. In an instant, she met Moriarty's gray eyes and stood there blankly.

Abel turned his back to Fleur and did not see Moriarty. He just saw Fleur stop and thought she had changed her mind. He said proudly: "Senior Fleur, you finally listened to my words and let me lead the way."

You go to the hotel where the French team is staying and take a look, the Abel family is the sponsor of the French team this year."

He walked to Furong and stared at Furong without blinking, waiting for his sweetheart's answer.

Look at the way he can't take his eyes away, as if he wants to dig out his own eyeballs and stick them to Fu Rong!

But he didn't hear the answer he wanted. He only saw Fleur blinking rapidly, as if she was worried that Moriarty across from him would suddenly disappear, and then softly called: "Moriarty~"

The voice was soft, charming and gentle. The men who heard the voice put down the things in their hands, stopped and looked at Furong blankly.

Then the entire runway suddenly became quiet, as if it had suddenly entered the silent night.

Everyone was staring at Fleur intently. The younger boy's eyes were full of obsession, and the older wizard's eyes were also filled with admiration.

Obviously Fleur is just a little girl, she looks about fourteen or five years old. Perhaps only Moriarty and Abel among the people present know that Fleur is only twelve years old.

She is such a little girl with transparent white hair and skin as white as snow.

She charmed all men - except Moriarty.

After having Diana and Tonks, Moriarty has developed a strong immunity to beauty.

But Furong really surprised him, and he couldn't help but compare several women around him with Furong.

Diana's skin is fair and carries a kind of holy light, which is inviolable from above.

Narcissa's skin was dazzlingly white, like the color of daffodils, full of vitality and elasticity.

Furong's skin is milky white and clean, giving people a desire to lick it.

No wonder that Abel looks like a mangy dog.

Any man in this world would instantly fall under the affectionate gaze of a beautiful woman.

Not to mention that the beauty even called the man's name coquettishly, and some men on the runway already started wailing.

But Moriarty didn't do that. He nodded slightly to Fleur with an indifferent expression, which was regarded as saying hello.

Furong pouted in disappointment. Just such an action instantly defeated most men!

Moriarty heard a couple arguing.

However, what was even more unfortunate for the lovers was that Fleur had long been accustomed to Moriarty's indifference. After cheering herself up in her heart, she walked towards Moriarty with brisk steps.

"Mr. Moriarty, five months have passed so fast, and I never expected to see you in Canada.

Are you coming to watch the World Cup too? Me too, I came with my parents, and they went to the hotel to book a room.

I think it is a coincidence that we meet here, and it is also an honor for me and the Delacour family."

Fleur smiled at Moriarty, using standard pure-blood family etiquette, and politely extended her right hand.

Just because of this smile, many male and female friends broke up on the spot!

In fact, after Fleur returned to her family from Hogwarts, she worked hard on pure-blood etiquette. She knew that Moriarty would definitely reject the girls who admired him, but he would definitely not refuse the overtures of the pure-blood family.

Sure enough, Moriarty spoke and said, "Send my regards to Mr. Delacour and Ms. Delacour."

He stretched out his right hand and gently shook Fleur's little hand, but Abel became extremely jealous and stared at Moriarty angrily.

"Senior Sister Furong, how can you let an Englishman hold your hand?"

Abel suppressed his anger, his face was livid, and he stared at Fleur's hand held by Moriarty, his eyes red.

Fleur didn't like the look in his eyes and said angrily: "You have no right to discipline me! Please leave!"

Then he was afraid that Moriarty would misunderstand, so he shook his head helplessly and explained: "He is a fourth-year student at Beauxbatons, from the Abel family - one of the sponsors of this year's French team.

I don’t know where I got the news that our family was watching the World Cup, so I came here specifically to block me. He was so annoyed.”

"It doesn't matter, I am no one like you, you don't need to explain to me." Moriarty said casually.

"Well, okay." Fleur smiled politely, but she felt extremely disappointed in her heart. She wanted to make Moriarty jealous so much.

It's a pity that this wish failed, and it also aroused his resentment?

Fleur glanced nervously at Moriarty, Mo.

He won't be angry!

Such careful movements made Abel furious. He wished that the goddess he held in his hands could be dealt with at will by other men?

Abel rushed in front of Moriarty with a quick stride, his nostrils twitching, and his angry breath almost sprayed into Moriarty's face.

He yelled: "Your name is Moriarty, right? Ah, a real British name, haha, let me see you little pretty face——"

The roar stopped suddenly, and Maxi and Roman rushed to Abel, raising their wands and pointing them at his cheek, forehead, and heart!

"Boy, when you insulted the national team players during the World Cup, you wanted to start a war, right?"

Maxi smiled coldly, looking exactly like Jericho.

Fleur's eyes lit up, "Moriarty? You joined the British national team?"

"Not only did you join, sir, you are now our captain." Roman said with a serious face.

"Captain? Captain of the British national team! Wow, my Merlin! I don't know how much you have hidden!" There was unabashed admiration and admiration in Fleur's beautiful eyes.

Abel was speechless and couldn't say a word, but there was a lot of noise here, and the French team players ran over.

The captain was a tall man with a big beard. He pressed his hands down, trying to ease the tense atmosphere, and said sincerely to Maxi and Roman: "Oh, oh, it's you, for the sake of working together in last year's World Cup.

, please give me face and let this child go - he is still a student."

"This is not your decision, Peru." Roman snorted coldly, glanced at Moriarty's face, and decided to show off.

He shouted sternly, "If it's just a simple fan issue, then as the captain of the French team, you can indeed solve it, but the problem now is very serious.

Abel seems to be from a French pure-blood family, right? A French pure-blood insults Slytherin, the purest pure-blood family in the UK, what will be the consequences? Can you take this responsibility?"

French team captain Perret's eyes suddenly shrank, "Are you Moriarty Slytherin? Hiss, gray eyes and gray hair..."

"Moriarty Slytherin?" Abel howled as if he had seen a ghost, and fell to his knees with a plop!

"My Merlin, how lucky I am today! So much so that I saw Moriarty Slytherin with my own eyes, the noble and respected head of the Slytherin family! I repay you with my humbleness.

The highest respect!”

Abel buried his head on his knees and said this loudly. Although his tone was passionate, who could tell that his voice was trembling.

The child was frightened.

Peru glanced at Abel sympathetically and shifted his gaze to Moriarty's face, but who can blame him? This master has mastered the killing curse!

Roman, Maxi and others looked at each other in confusion. Abel's attitude changed 180 degrees, and they couldn't understand what happened.

Abel was still praising Slytherin, and Moriarty clicked his tongue, "Okay, get out! Among the many idiots, you are still considered a shrewd one, get out! Remember, you are not allowed to pester Fleur in the future."

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"Okay, okay, yes, yes!" Abel's expression changed faster than flipping through a book. He staggered out and ran out with a smile on his face, "I promise to stay away from Fleur, oh no, stay away from the future Mrs. Slytherin!

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Roman and others looked at Furong amusedly, but Furong burst into laughter.