Hogwarts behind-the-scenes big boss

"Rude vampire, the way you bang on the door looks like you are announcing the funeral of your dead parents!"

The senior snake was spraying vicious venom to slander Duwayne, and his tone was just like the purebloods' sarcasm towards half-bloods and Muggles before Moriarty appeared.

While staring at Duwayne fiercely, hoping to see anger on Duwayne's face, but no, the little snakes' plan failed.

Duwayne looked calm, "In the past 11 years, I have woken up my parents countless times, but all failed. And when I slapped my parents on the coffin where they were sleeping, not only did my parents not wake up, they kicked me out."

A thought flashed through the little snake's mind: What are these parents?

Moriarty heard the implication that Duwayne's relationship with his parents was not good.

Only Jericho had an unusual idea and said to Duwayne: "Your parents didn't kill you because you knocked on the door, which means you are their biological child."

"Stupid wizard," Duwayne snorted: "This is how vampires usually wake up their sleeping companions. Whispering in a low voice has no effect at all on companions who have been sleeping for hundreds of years."

"We don't care how you vampires sleep and wake up!"

The little snakes said angrily, but Duwayne was louder than them!

"Enough!"

"You annoying sparrows, you have been chirping non-stop since I came in! Feifei, you are right, you are mentally retarded and always annoying!"

Princess Sophie meowed and slipped to the door, with a human expression on her face, as if to say: "You are finished!"

A strange feeling flashed through everyone's hearts, but Moriarty was right behind them.

Dracula, the ancestor of vampires, was killed by Moriarty, so why should they be afraid of Duwayne?

Everyone folded their arms and put on joking expressions, as if they were admiring a peacock about to open its tail.

DuWayne felt slighted, his eyes turned cold, and his eyes slowly turned golden, with a blood-red shadow looming behind him.

The shadow is like an enlarged version of DuWayne, wearing the same black cloak and standing two or three meters tall, but its aura is not comparable to that of DuWayne.

The Vampires have their own magic, and the shadow emits frightening magic fluctuations that can be felt by all the little wizards on the train.

The cold breath flowed in the school director's box, bringing humidity and deathly silence, and everyone was almost suffocated.

The abnormality only lasted for two seconds. Moriarty drew out his cedar wand and turned the teacup on the table into a coffin.

The coffin is printed with blue lines and a snake in the middle.

With a "bang", the coffin flew towards Duwayne.

"Since the vampires are so noble, don't force yourself to learn to be a wizard and go back to sleep in the coffin."

As soon as Moriarty finished speaking, the coffin was filled with huge magical energy and automatically opened the lid of the coffin, like a wild beast opening its mouth wide and swallowing the shadow.

The coffin fell to the ground with a thud, and a huge suction force came from inside, sucking Duwayne and Princess Sophie into the coffin.

Needless to say, this was Moriarty's trick. With a "bang", the coffin was closed, and no matter how hard Duwayne struggled inside, he could not open it.

"Marcus?" Moriarty pointed at his follower.

"Yes, sir."

"Send someone to explain to the students the magic fluctuations just now, and say that Charlie is experimenting with new magic again."

Moriarty put Charlie on the receiving end without hesitation.

"Okay, sir." Marcus nodded and walked out of the box.

Charlie looked miserable: "Why me?"

"What do you think? I usually hide it during duels, but when it comes to the battlefield, new magic is thrown out for free." Tonks seemed a little bit annoyed by Charlie's hiding.

"Please, didn't you learn the curse of the Gryffindor sun?"

"Who knows what new magic you have hidden!" Tonks held her chin, a hint of bellicosity flashed in her eyes. Among the students of the same grade, the two of them were equals and had always been rivals.

Charlie laughed heartlessly: "There are no new spells. George, Fred, and I did come up with a lot of pranks during the summer vacation. Do you want to try them?"

"I bet Charlie wouldn't dare to do that." George rushed to say.

"Oh? Why?" Fred asked.

"Because Mr. Moriarty will teach Charlie a lesson before the prank takes effect." George also laughed heartlessly.

"Look at what you said, I can't believe you are my brother!" Charlie reached out and grabbed George's collar.

Unexpectedly, Fred also started, and he smiled and said: "Maybe Sir will throw you into a coffin to be with the little vampire!"

Speaking of vampires, everyone walked around the coffin.

"Dwayne..." Lilith's tone was full of intriguing questions, "Why is there suddenly no sound?"

"Let me see." Moriarty cast a spell on the coffin. As long as he closed his eyes, he could see the scene inside.

A few seconds later, Moriarty raised his eyebrows and said, "He fell asleep."

Everyone looked at each other and smiled: "He is indeed a vampire."

"He is still a child, isn't he a little pitiful?"

Moriarty saw a maternal glow on Tonks' pretty face and knew what Tonks was thinking.

He simply hugged Tonks and walked to the sofa, ignoring the matter.

A seventh-grade little snake smiled evilly, stretched out his hand and slapped the coffin, "Let you have a taste of the noise in your ears! You dirty, disrespectful little monster!"

The other little snakes were about to make a move, and Moriarty snorted, "Sit back, since you are mocking Vandro for being rude, don't be like Vandro."

Everyone sat back obediently, but Lilith started to think about the problem, "Moriarty, have you considered Vandro's character?"

"What do you want to say?"

"You can't even knock on the most basic door. It's obvious that Van Zhuo has no education." Lilith hit the nail on the head.

Moriarty was noncommittal.

Judging from Earl Quinlan's memory, the Vandro clan is famous for its elegance.

Thousands of years of family inheritance cannot produce an heir who can't even knock on the door.

Yes, Duwayne Vandro is only 11 years old and may not have received training from the Vandro family.

Recalling what Duwayne said about his parents, it seems that this vampire family is not so harmonious.

"So, Duwayne Vandeau is a blank slate?"

Moriarty's eyes lit up. Could it be that he could color and smudge the white paper at will.

During Duwayne's years at Hogwarts, I might be able to brainwash him into a good puppet.

In the remaining time, Moriarty began to think about the brainwashing plan. Soon the train arrived at the station and Hagrid's voice entered the carriage.

"Freshmen! Freshmen come over here!"

The freshmen started getting out of the car, and Cedric pointed to the coffin and said, "What's going to happen to this guy?" Now he's completely fine.

"Simple, give it to Hagrid along with the coffin." Moriarty snapped his fingers, and the coffin floated out.

Everyone shrugged, Hagrid must be confused.

This year's freshmen got off the bus very quickly, and it was the old students' turn. They waited tacitly for Moriarty and his entourage to get off the bus, and then the other students walked off.

The carriage was ready and the old students walked over.

The cart was still being pulled by Ye Qi. Last year, the Hogwarts pure-blood troops could see it after they returned from Paris. Marcus even touched the head of one of the Ye Qi's.

The boys and girls sat on the carriages separately, with Moriarty, Jericho, and Marcus in the first carriage.

There was a faint musty and straw smell inside the carriage.

Marcus seemed to have opened up a chatterbox and kept telling Moriarty the story of Ye Qi.

"...The first Yeqi in the Forbidden Forest is called Wuwu. Hagrid told me that he likes Wuwu the most..."

Marcus had no idea that Hagrid was holding the coffin and wondering.

Who gave me this gift?

That boy Marcus?

Or Mr. Moriarty?

But why did they send the coffin?

I see!

It must be those two Weasley troublemakers!

So there must be another prank here.

"Huh~"

A gust of wind blew by. Hagrid held the coffin and turned it over and over to observe. Eight expressions changed on his face within 30 seconds.

Zhang Qiudu kept it in mind for Hagrid. She didn't understand why this tall man was standing there, and as freshmen, they could only stand there?

"Sir?" Zhang Qiu didn't want to stand with Hagrid on the platform. After all, it was night and the wind was quite cold. She said, "What should we do next?"

"Oh, yes, you reminded me," Hagrid said hurriedly: "Come, follow me, and be careful where you step."

A group of freshmen marched towards the Black Lake, where they would take a boat to enter Hogwarts, with Hagrid leading the way.

As for the coffin in his arms, Hagrid had forgotten about it. Anyway, he would know what was inside when he opened it after the sorting was over.