Hogwarts behind-the-scenes big boss

At night, it was a veritable night of championships.

An open-air dance was held at the main stadium of Hyprose, and throughout the afternoon, the Canadian Ministry of Magic sent a large number of staff to lay a white floor on the ground.

A huge dance floor was created in the middle, with rows of delicate and delicate golden chairs placed on the floor surrounding the dance floor. There were also rows of silver chairs placed behind the golden chairs.

A group of waiters in white robes walked back and forth between the seats carrying plates filled with a variety of delicacies.

A band wearing golden jackets walked onto the dance floor and played melodious music.

This kind of music will continue until the champion enters the stage. As the music sounds, a group of cute Canadian elves run onto the dance floor and dance.

Officials from the Canadian Ministry of Magic sent a seating chart to famous people, which can help guide guests to the appropriate seats.

It turns out that the guests on the golden chairs are dignitaries, and the guests on the silver chairs are players from various countries.

The vast majority of the audience was arranged in the stands.

There are about two to three hundred wizards with separate seats. In addition to ministers and senior officials from various countries, there are also the two headmasters of Hogwarts and Ilvermorny.

"Professor Dumbledore, I have longed for Hogwarts for a long time. When can our two schools organize a mutual learning activity?"

"Mr. Dawn, are you talking about exchange students?"

"Dear Dumbledore, whatever it is is fine."

Dumbledore and Mr. Dawn communicated happily, and the person who built the communication bridge between the two was none other than Lockhart.

He got two glasses of champagne from the waiter and handed them to the two principals.

"Professor Dumbledore, oh, my professor." Lockhart said with a smile on his face: "You must have heard that I asked Moriarty Slytherin to recommend me to you as the Dark Lord of Hogwarts.

Professor of Defense Against Magic."

Dumbledore nodded slightly. Moriarty mentioned this to him last year.

Because of this, Dumbledore also sent people to China to find out the details of Moriarty and Lockhart.

Counting the days, the people who were sent should come back.

"Professor Dumbledore."

Lockhart's words interrupted Dumbledore's thinking.

"Professor Randy from the year before last, Professor Diana from last year, they may have great strength, but they are not wizards.

The school philosophy of the Big Four is to cultivate more wizards. Think about it, if I serve as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor and explain to the students the powerful magic that I have used thousands of times, the students will definitely gain a lot."

Lockhart looked at Dumbledore sincerely.

Mr. Dawn nodded frequently, seeming to agree with Lockhart's words.

"Brother Lockhart," Mr. Dawn patted Lockhart on the shoulder and said as if chatting with a good friend: "When will you come to Ilvermorny to become a professor?"

"Dawn, you're making things so difficult for me." Lockhart smiled bitterly.

Becoming a professor at Hogwarts is not only to complete the tasks assigned to him by Moriarty, but also to fulfill his childhood dream and to pursue the magical sky.

In fact, even going to Ilvermorny School to give a lecture had ulterior motives, but now it seems...

It seems that I have gained the friendship of Ilvermorny.

It feels good to be recognized by others~

Dumbledore gave Lockhart a thoughtful look. Lockhart had always been very popular, and this time even Principal Dawn spoke for him.

Judging from this situation, Lockhart becoming a professor at Hogwarts does not seem to be a bad thing.

"Let me think about it, Gilderoy, you know we still have a summer vacation before school starts."

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he stood up and left, as if he had said something that had nothing to do with him.

But Lockhart knew that for Dumbledore, no explicit refusal was consent.

He raised his glass and smiled at each other.

In addition to the principal, there are also pure-blood families from various countries who hold seats.

Jericho, Maxi, and Marcus sat together, except for Leon.

When Leon said goodbye to them, he said with a gloomy face that he would expand the influence of the Mincham family next year.

Lilith was also there, sitting with a group of pure-blood ladies on behalf of the Pilivik family.

Mrs. Malfoy was among them, surrounded by a circle of purebloods, and men kept talking to her.

Mrs. Malfoy refused coldly, and all she could think about was Moriarty's invitation to Fleur to dance.

Opposite her, in the seats on the left side of the dance floor, the Delacour family was celebrating.

"Congratulations to my sister for becoming the prince's dance partner~"

Gabrielle held a cream cake and showed a big smile to Fleur.

Furong picked up her sister and came to her parents, and the family hugged each other.

Not long after, Moriarty came over and took Fleur away. A long purple-gold carpet was spread from the dance floor to the entrance.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the dance started on time.

The melodious music turned into passionate, victorious music, and the champion entered, with Moriarty and Fleur at the front.

The Flint family provided fireworks for the ball. The moment they appeared, the fireworks and fireworks went off, illuminating the sky with thousands of rays of light.

Hyprose became the only city in the Western Hemisphere that never sleeps.

In the spotlight, Moriarty was dressed in a suit, well-dressed, and had a gentle smile on his face.

Fleur was wearing a very simple white dress, and her whole body seemed to exude a strong silver light.

Normally, her radiant person always overshadows others, but today this silver light makes everyone more beautiful.

Diana, Tonks, Penelo, and Gemma looked at them from the stands, feeling sad.

Dumbledore stood among the chairs and stood out. He waved the Elder Wand high, and a large silver star fell on Moriarty and Fleur, spinning around them.

Lockhart took the lead in applauding, and Dumbledore transformed a bird of paradise and a small golden bell, floating in the air. People cheered, and the atmosphere was extremely lively.

After doing all this, Dumbledore turned around and left, wandering around the stadium. After seeing the jealousy in the eyes of the Japanese players, he always felt that it was not safe here.

Dumbledore exuded huge magic power, spreading like clouds and covering the entire main stadium. The number of people was checked by the size of the magic power.

The result surprised him. All seven players of the Japanese team sat neatly on chairs.

From the cold aura they exuded, Dumbledore judged that they were still angry.

On the contrary, seven players from the Polish team were missing.

"Poland?"

Dumbledore withdrew his magic power and calmly thought about the undercurrent of the happy ball.

The Japanese team is obviously unusual.

If the Japanese team wants to take revenge on Moriarty, now is the best time.

Dumbledore glanced towards the dance floor, where Moriarty and Fleur were waltzing.

But the Japanese team did not take action, and the Polish team disappeared.

A trace of uncertainty flashed through Dumbledore's mind, and the situation became complicated and confusing...

Suddenly, seven bright lights flashed in the sky, forming a strange symbol that looked like a triangular eye.

The strange symbols grow larger in the air and shine with a strange blue light!

The audience in the stands, the men and women dancing on the dance floor, the dignitaries on the seats, all, without exception, continued to dance and chat.

Everyone regarded the strange symbols as celebratory fireworks, except Dumbledore, who was stunned on the spot.

A wave of cold air surged up from his feet to his head, and Dumbledore involuntarily shrank his pupils, his blue eyes flashing with a complicated look of reminiscence and fear.

"The symbol of the Deathly Hallows! Grindelwald..."

Dumbledore didn't know what his tone was when he pronounced that name. Seven rays of magic light fell from the sky, and an explosion sounded from the ground.

"Bang!"

The dance floor, chairs, and stands were attacked, and soon caught fire. Someone screamed, and the scene was chaotic. The audience fled in all directions, and many people were apparating.

Moriarty walked out of the dance floor while protecting Fleur. He looked up and saw bunches of magic light "swooshing" in the air, passing by "swooshing" and falling straight towards him!

"Tornado Cut!"

Moriarty waved his cedar wand, gathering huge wind blades and shattering the flying spells one by one.

"Their target may be me," Moriarty said to Fleur: "You and your family leave as soon as possible. I will send Marcus to escort you."

"No, I want to stay." Fleur grabbed Moriarty's hand.

Moriarty took out his hand, raised his wand and released a green light into the air, transforming into a huge silver snake.

Like a signal, several high-pitched shouts quickly rang out in the noisy scene.

"Slytherin Silver Snake!"

"Yes sir!"

"gentlemen!"

Moriarty saw Jericho, Marcus, Leon, and several Slytherin purebloods running towards him.

It was very difficult for them to run, large numbers of people fled in all directions, and curses continued to fall from the sky.

On the other side, Diana escorted the girls down the stands.

The wizards of the Canadian Ministry of Magic are busy escorting dignitaries and don't care about wizards from other countries. The fire is getting bigger and bigger.

People kept falling down, and the curses that fell turned into the Cruciatus Curse, the Crushing Curse, the Soul-stealing Curse, and a few Death Curses fell from time to time!

The professors at Hogwarts joined forces to launch a counterattack, but failed to hit.

"Raiders can fly!"

Professor McGonagall said seriously.

Dare to attack Heprose, where a hundred thousand wizards gathered. Not only was the attack extremely bold, but his strength should not be underestimated.

Judging from the number of spells dropped, this is not an attack by one person, but a group of people!

In addition to Death Eaters, are there other wizarding organizations of similar size in Europe?

No one could guess the identity of the attacker, and Moriarty thought of the Japanese team.

However, the players of the Japanese team rode on Nimbus in the 1990s, flying in the low altitude, avoiding the attacking spells, and talking at the same time.

"Tsukamura? Are they yours?" The magician yelled angrily at Tsukamura Kogoro.

The magician was dancing with a beautiful woman when he was suddenly attacked. If he had not blocked the beautiful woman in front of him, he might have died.

"Sir, you are not my people. All my people are here. There are only six of us. The president only sent six of us to help you!"

Tsukamura Kogoro explained half puzzled and half helpless.

"Fuck!" the magician cursed, and the sudden attack disrupted all their plans.

"Sir, maybe it's someone from your side?" Tsukamura Kogoro asked tentatively.

"Impossible!" the magician yelled: "Are you a pig? The fallen crow will wake up and land only if it has absorbed enough darkness in people's hearts. But can you see if it wakes up?

Even if the boss sends another man, he will not attack the fallen crow while he is sleeping!

In addition to Moriarty, there is also Dumbledore below! No matter who it is, if you leave now, you will die!"

"Yes, yes..."

Tsukamura Kogoro was obedient, lowered his head, rolled his eyes, and said with a sinister smile: "Sir, Moriarty and Dumbledore will definitely fight against these people in the sky, and we may be able to profit from the chaos..."

"Oh?" A gleam flashed in the magician's eyes.

"We are like this..."

Tsukamura Kogoro hurriedly came up with a plan, and Lilith's delicate face flashed in his mind.