Hogwarts behind-the-scenes big boss

After the game between Slytherin and Hufflepuff, the atmosphere in the school became increasingly weird.

Although on the surface, Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall displayed a nonchalant demeanor, privately, Professor McGonagall reserved the right to use the Quidditch pitch for three days, and the Weasley brothers trained every day.

Professor Snape, on the other hand, directly exempted the Slytherin players from homework for a week!

Students from both houses are holding back a ball of fire, and the upcoming competition spans sports competitions, just like a real wizard duel.

So the little wizards compared the current situation to the duel between Godric Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin.

It is obvious to everyone that Slytherin has a real heir, and there seems to be something wrong with Godric Gryffindor's thousand-year inheritance...

In the past, little lions attracted attention wherever they went, but now they only receive cold looks.

On the contrary, there are little snakes. The little wizards of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff naturally become close to the little snakes because they hope that Slytherin can defeat Gryffindor.

As they get along slowly, the little wizards discover that Slytherin students are not as paranoid, weird, and difficult to communicate with as described by the outside world. It can even be said that a qualified Slytherin is not evil, just arrogant.

In the past few days, the status of Slytherin House has actually improved - obviously the little snakes have done nothing and rely solely on the support of their peers.

Monday noon, Slytherin table.

After a sixth-year Ravenclaw senior accosted Moriarty, Jericho excitedly ran to Moriarty and placed several badges in his hand in front of Moriarty.

"The props made by the Ravenclaw seniors are very interesting." Jericho said with a playful smile.

These badges are large and shiny.

Above is a portrait of Moriarty riding a broomstick on the Quidditch pitch, moving and flying around.

Each badge had the same words printed on it, and the bright red letters shone like they were on fire.

Lilith turned her head and read out the words composed of letters: "Mr. Moriarty beat the Weasley brothers!"

The little snakes were all attracted and came up to look at it with smiles.

"Sir, look, it has other tricks!" Jericho pressed the badge, and the words on it disappeared, and then another line of words appeared, shining with butter: "The snake ate the lion

Pull out a big shit!"

"Hahahaha!" A burst of laughter erupted from the Slytherin table. The little snakes fell forward and backward with laughter. Even Leon, who paid the most attention to table manners, lost his grace and threw his head back laughing.

"Shit, shit!" Larbo and Keith banged their spoons on the plate and made a fuss: "Gryffindor is a stinky shit! A shit lion!"

There was a burst of applause at the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw tables. Several Ravenclaw students wearing thick glasses raised their goblets and touched them lightly, drinking the juice in one gulp.

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The little lions were so angry that Wood wanted to rush to the Slytherin table and throw the badge on Jericho's head, but Charlie pinned him down on the stool.

Gradually, the students heard the voices of Larpo and Keith getting smaller and smaller, until their mouths opened and closed, but there was no sound. The two suddenly realized something, glanced at Moriarty, and closed their mouths and stopped talking.

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The little snakes all looked at Moriarty. Among the many little wizards, Moriarty was the only one who could possess such invisible magic methods.

"In a game, you can do these disgusting things?"

Moriarty's eyes were full of contempt.

"If I were just an ordinary Slytherin student, I would be happy to see Gryffindor being stepped on and ridiculed!"

Moriarty's expression was indifferent, and for the first time he looked at everyone, including the little snake and the little lion, with cold eyes.

"But you seem to have forgotten my identity? I am a real Slytherin! Hogwarts is my home and the hard work of my ancestors!

Everything here is closely related to me. Every little wizard in the castle has a special meaning to me. Their existence is a recognition of the Slytherin family!

Although there is constant friction between Gryffindor and Slytherin, and I am indeed very dissatisfied with some of the actions of Gryffindor, insulting Gryffindor is insulting the Big Four and insulting me.

!Of course, I treat the four colleges equally on this point."

Moriarty's tone became stern: "Ravenclaw? Gryffindor took advantage of a loophole in the rules to defeat you, so you responded to them in this way?

I have seen too many people who do whatever it takes to win, but what are you doing for? For failure! Even for the failure of Gryffindor?

Have you ever thought about what impact this will have on the school's collective sense of honor and the relationship between students from other colleges?

It doesn't take long to make a badge, but it may take an instant to become enemies with an academy.

As for Gryffindor, I don’t want to say more, this castle has memories. But before you make the decision to adjust the players, have you carefully reflected on the consequences of this matter?"

Moriarty's tone was not very fast, but every word had the power to penetrate the heart.

The little lions and eaglets were trained to lower their heads, their faces flushed with shame.

Bill Weasley looked at Moriarty seriously, silently left the table, and the little lions followed him dejectedly.

However, Bill did not return to the Gryffindor common room. He walked to the door of the principal's office, said the password, and walked in.

Dumbledore was chatting with the portraits of past principals. When he saw Bill coming, he said, "I want to hear your opinion on Mr. Moriarty."

"Slytherin House will flourish in his hands, and he will never become a dark wizard." Bill said with certainty.

"Okay kid, go back." Dumbledore's face showed no emotion or anger.

But Bill seemed to have not finished speaking: "Professor, Professor Randy next year -"

Dumbledore interrupted him: "I will talk to him. As far as I know, Professor McGonagall has made an appointment for you to have a training match this afternoon. Go and prepare."

Bill walked away wisely, and when the door to the principal's office was closed, Bill heard the portrait of Principal Phineas Nigellus Black making a noise: "I told you Dumbledore! Hogwarts will be there."

Moriarty's hands shine! You see, even the Gryffindors can see this clearly."

Then Bill stopped hearing the conversation in the principal's office and went back.

Not long after, Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape walked in.

"What do you two think about the conflict between the houses?" Dumbledore said seriously.

"If you ask me, it's all Bill Weasley's fault!" Professor Snape looked directly at Dumbledore, and even when facing the principal, he still said in his mocking tone: "You sent him out for nine

More than a month ago, and you never told us what his mission was!

Now that he is back, has he remembered to fulfill his obligations as captain of the team? Remember to exercise his rights as president of the student union?

There has been friction between Gryffindor and Slytherin for thousands of years, but there has never been any bad blood between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw! What about now?

It's a simple matter to me, points deducted! Grounded! Take Bill Weasley off the Quidditch team!"

"To be honest, Severus," snapped Professor McGonagall, "I see no reason why Bill should not be allowed to play."

"I have always believed that children should solve their own problems." Dumbledore crossed his fingers and said in a serious tone: "So far, Mr. Moriarty has done a good job."

"He lives up to the name of Slytherin!" Slytherin's face softened slightly, "I think you can trust him."

Snape thought of the shampoo Moriarty handed him and closed his eyes slightly.

Dumbledore was noncommittal and silent, and the office became quiet.