The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

"Ron!"

Goalie Wood has his eyes wide open, someone had an accident on his team pick!

And this person is still a first-year student who just entered school.

An emotion called "responsibility" surged in Wood's heart, and he saved Ron with a levitation spell, preventing him from falling from 120 feet in the air.

Ron slowly landed on the lawn, along with George and Fred.

"Ron, Ron!"

George hugged Ron, and the blood flowed down their bodies.

Ron's chest was smashed into a large oval hole, and the entire chest was sunken.

Blood flowed freely from the wound. Ron's breath was weak, and he had fallen into a coma, his face turning pale at a strange speed.

"Ron! Ron!!!"

Fred called his brother's name loudly, hoping that Ron would wake up.

"Get out of the way!" George hugged Ron and ran quickly, "I'm going to Madam Pomfrey, get out of the way!"

Fred also waved his arms, as if desperately trying to open a way.

The surrounding young wizards sensibly moved out of the way so that the three Weasleys could pass unimpeded.

William in the stands smiled coldly, it's time for me to play.

"Ron! Ron!"

William trotted from the stands to the side of the three Weasleys, surprised at Ron's injury, and took out a small bottle of white fresh food calmly.

"Sprinkle this on Ron's wound and it will stop the bleeding immediately."

With a wave of William's wand, Ron's blood-stained wizard robe disappeared, revealing a hideous wound and an empty upper body.

Several of the girls turned away because Ron had an ugly red mole above his navel.

William didn't dislike it at all, and sprinkled white fresh meat on it carefully, and Ron's bleeding stopped immediately.

George and Fred breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at William gratefully: "Thank you, Professor, you saved Ron!"

Instead, William blamed himself and said, "I'm here, but I didn't protect him."

"How daring! That Bludger is enchanted! Someone put it on purpose to persecute Ron!"

"I cast a spell on the Bludger to stop flying for the first time, but one of them was chanting the counter-curse!"

Hearing William's words, Weasley looked stern.

Someone is going to kill Ron!

The little wizards around were also talking about it.

Some people said that Ron was retaliated against. Some people said that Ron's curse might not make people die, but a curse that made people constantly unlucky. Otherwise, how could it be explained that Ron had only been in school for three days, and he was seriously injured on two of them.

"You send Ron to the school hospital first, and I'll take care of it here."

William waved to the Weasley twins.

Then they began to check the little wizards present, and later found that no one used their wands when Ron was flying, and they all watched Quidditch attentively.

William feigned confusion and made it clear that he must report the matter to Dumbledore.

My heart has long been happy.

Just when William played a serious and responsible professor in an immersive manner.

Draco stood up and asked, "Professor, Captain, is the team still selecting? If so, I want to try the Chaser."

Wood's face was pale. In case another freshman was injured, not to mention that he was punished, he would condemn himself mentally.

William gave Draco a high look.

"It really makes sense for the Sorting Hat to sort this child into Gryffindor. Hey, Gryffindor of the Malfoy family..."

William agreed, promising to protect Draco, and Wood reluctantly agreed to let Draco try.

Draco nodded gratefully to William, and then, a show unfolded.

Seeing Draco flying high in the air and making all kinds of difficult moves, the little wizards below were envious and discussed.

"Don't forget who his stepfather is. I'm not surprised that he has such skills."

"Looking at his broomstick, it goes without saying who bought it for him."

said a sour voice.

William narrowed his eyes.

"Hmph, this matter has always been a thorn in Draco's heart. He is most afraid of others talking about this matter. I will tell him later..."

Ten minutes later, Draco's trial was over.

Wood patted Draco on the shoulder affectionately: "This year's new addition to the team is you, Draco, you are our new Gryffindor Chaser! You must be our secret weapon!"

Draco blushed with excitement, clutching the broomstick tightly, which was a gift from his father Lucius before his death.

At this time, Soldaya's voice came loudly from the entrance of the stadium.

"Senior Wood, you have to buy us a butterbeer on Saturday.

We trained Draco as the next captain of the Slytherin team, and now you have taken advantage of it. "

Everyone looked towards the entrance.

Here comes the Slytherin team.

Soldaya walked in the front and waved kindly to Wood.

Wood went up to meet him, "Didn't Mr. Moriarty come? I thought I could see Mr. Moriarty's technology today."

"Hey, Wood," Jericho came over and joked, "You don't want to see me, I've smashed your goal into a sieve!"

Wood and Jericho are old rivals, and they have a long-term friendship, and Wood retorted politely. The two sides chatted for a few words, and finally the topic returned to the first graders.

"You have Draco, we also have Potter!"

Jericho snapped his fingers and shouted to Harry at the back of the line, "Potter! Come here, you're going to be auditioned today."

"Me?" Harry was flattered. "But, but I only rode a broomstick once, and that was during flying lessons."

"Well~" Jerry Coba smacked his mouth, "Don't worry, you are a natural chaser. You didn't know it before, but you know it now."

Then he added: "I'm not joking, Mr. Moriarty said it himself!"

"What?" Harry was surprised and delighted: "Moriarty...sir, you mean me? I'm a natural Chaser!"

Wood and the Gryffindor players also came over and looked Harry up and down.

Soldaya said with a smile: "The last time my husband judged a person as a natural player, it was the last time."

"Fuck off, Moriarty was talking about me last time!" Jericho said angrily, ignored him, and spoke to Harry again, this time a little more solemnly.

"Potter, your father, James Potter, was an excellent Seeker. You have inherited your father's excellent genes. Use them."

After Jericho finished speaking, Marcus had already prepared to hand Harry a broomstick.

"Nimbus 1990S." Marcus said in a deep voice, "Sir used this broom to win the championship."

Harry took the broomstick tremblingly.

"I will, I promise."

"I'm ready!"

Harry was leaning on a broomstick that was taller than him, standing upright like a soldier going into battle.

"Don't come up like Merlin possessed," Jericho gave him a headache. "Observe the movements of the seniors and sisters first. You are the last one, Neville! Tell Potter the rules."

"Neville has gone to the library," said Harry weakly.

"Okay, I'll find another one."

Jericho curled his lips and glanced at the first graders. Pansy, Nott, and Zabini all lowered their heads, unwilling to explain the rules to Harry.

Jericho clicked his tongue intriguingly, and Harry blushed in embarrassment. He knew that he was not popular, but in public, Harry still felt a kind of shame.

"Draco, come here," Jericho found the target, "Although you are not assigned to Slytherin, you don't want Slytherin House to find players."

Soldaya almost laughed out loud when he heard the words, "Calm down, this Japanese classmate."

"Hmph, I don't want to tell him."

Draco turned his head away, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Let me fix him." Saldaya said to Jericho, and then he didn't know what he said to Draco, and Draco walked towards Harry, although his face was still reluctant.

Harry didn't know what to say at this point.

Draco had a quarrel with Ron on the express train and gave Harry a bad first impression.

But without Draco to rescue Harry, Harry might still be ridiculed by Zabini and the others.

Besides, Zabini and the others didn't expect Draco to really come, and Nott swears: "Fuck, are you really Malfoy?"

Harry thought for a while, stretched out his hand and said to Draco, "Hello, um...my name is Harry, Harry Potter."

"I know you, no need to introduce." Draco shook his head impatiently.

Then he reached out his hand and shook Harry quickly, and he said awkwardly, "I'm telling you, I don't want to help you, I just don't want to defeat a Slytherin without a Chaser."

When it came to the end, Draco returned to his arrogant look: "Yes, that's it!"

Saldaya had just told Draco that Moriarty would not play this semester except for a few important games, and if Harry couldn't be selected, the team might not have a Chaser.

Harry scratched his head, "Okay, Malfoy, can we start?"

"We'll go to the stage. Come back when it's your turn." Draco walked out first.

Twenty minutes later, Harry rode the Nimbus 1990S, and Draco instructed, "Remember, don't accelerate at low altitude, you have to fly at least 150 feet to do those actions."

Ten minutes later, Harry completed the selection brilliantly, and left a deep impression on everyone by speeding up the Snitch.

Wood was worried.

"Wood, I think if you scratch the top of your head again, you might go bald."

Gryffindor player Angelina told Wood that Wood was scratching the top of his head, blushing and thick neck.

"Draco, you will catch the Snitch faster than Potter! Draco! Draco?"

Wood searched for a long time and finally found Draco in Slytherin.

At this moment, Marcus announced on the spot that Harry would be the backup Chaser for the Slytherin team.

Harry happily found Draco, chatting endlessly.

Draco wasn't very comfortable with Harry's affections, but he had credit for Harry's success, and occasionally said a few words.

The afternoon sun fell on the court, covering Harry and Draco with a layer of pale gold.

"Oh, that's bad luck," said Wood angrily, "our new Chaser is a little teacher."

Jericho appeared next to Wood at some point, "With Wood, you just want to win too much."

"Nonsense, I was suppressed and beaten by you for three years!" Wood clenched his fists, "Do you know how much I want to beat you!"

"That's impossible, Wannian Er Er." Jericho grinned and ran away.

At the same time, the tallest astronomy tower in Hogwarts.

Moriarty lowered his head to have a panoramic view of the stadium.

"A picture of time and tranquility, this is the meaning of Hogwarts. Don't you think the headmaster?"

Beside him stood Dumbledore.

(Thanks to He Jiajun for the reward for this book, and thanks to Long Tang Jiuxiao for the reward for the hero Moriarty! Thank you for your votes!)