The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

"Ron!"

Goalkeeper Wood's eyes widened, someone had an accident in his team selection!

And this person is a freshman who just entered the school.

A feeling called "responsibility" surged in Wood's heart, and he used a levitating spell to save Ron from falling from 120 feet in the air.

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

"Ron, Ron!"

George picked up Ron, blood flowing down their bodies.

Ron's chest was smashed with a large oval pit, and the entire chest was sunken.

Blood flowed out of the wound without money. Ron's breath was weak, he had fallen into a coma, and his face was turning white at a strange speed.

"Ron! Ron!!"

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

"Get out of the way!" George ran quickly with Ron in his arms, "I'm going to Madam Pomfrey's place, get out of the way!"

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

The little wizards around him wisely got out of the way so that the three Weasleys could get through.

William in the stands sneered, it's my turn to appear.

"Ron! Ron!"

William trotted all the way from the stand to the three Weasleys. Surprised by Ron's injury, he calmly took out a small bottle of Bai Xian.

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

William waved his wand, and Ron's blood-stained wizard robe disappeared, revealing hideous wounds and an empty upper body.

Several girls turned their faces away because Ron had an ugly red mole above his belly button.

William didn't dislike it at all, he threw Bai Xian on it carefully, and Ron's blood 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: "I'm here, but I didn't protect him."

"How bold! That Bludger was enchanted! Someone deliberately came to persecute Ron!"

"I chanted the stop-flying spell to Bludger for the first time, but there was someone who was chanting the anti-spell!"

Hearing William's words, Weasley looked grim.

Someone is trying to kill Ron!

The little wizards around were also talking about it.

Some people say that Ron was retaliated against, and some people say that Ron's curse may not be a curse that makes people die, but a curse that makes people unlucky. Otherwise, how can you explain that Ron came to school for three days, and he was seriously injured on two of them.

"You guys take Ron to the school hospital first, and I'll deal with it here."

William waved at the Weasleys.

Then started to investigate the little wizards present, and later found that no one used a wand when Ron was flying, and they all concentrated on watching Quidditch.

William pretended to be confused, indicating that he must report this matter to Dumbledore.

My heart has long been happy.

When William immersed himself in the role of a serious and responsible professor.

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

Wood's face was pale, and if another new student was injured, not to mention that he was punished, he would also condemn himself spiritually.

William gave Draco a high look.

"The Sorting Hat made some sense in assigning this child to Gryffindor, hey, Gryffindor of the Malfoy family..."

William agreed and promised to protect Draco. Wood reluctantly agreed to let Draco give it a try after persuasion.

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

Looking at Draco, who was flying high in the air and constantly making various difficult movements, the little wizards below were envious, and there were many discussions.

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

"Looking at his broom, you know who bought it for him, needless to say."

said a sour voice.

William narrowed his eyes.

"Humph, this matter has always been a thorn in Draco's heart. He is most taboo about others talking about this matter. I'll tell him later..."

Ten minutes later, Draco's trial was over.

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

Draco blushed with excitement, holding the broomstick tightly, which was a gift from his father Lucius when he was alive.

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

"Senior Wood, you have to treat us to a Butterbeer on Saturday.

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

Everyone looked towards the entrance.

Here comes the Slytherin team.

Soldaya walked at the forefront and waved kindly to Wood.

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

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

Wood and Jericho are old rivals, and their friendship is not shallow. Wood is not polite to talk back. The two sides chatted a few words and finally returned to the first-year students.

"You have Draco, and we have Potter!"

Jericho snapped his fingers and called to Harry at the back of the team, "Potter! Come here, you have to participate in the selection today too."

"Me?" Harry was flattered. "But, but I've only ridden a broom once, and that was during a flying lesson."

"Well~" Jerichoba 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, this is what Mr. Moriarty said!"

"What?" Harry was surprised and delighted: "Moriarty...Sir, say 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 Mr. commented that a person is a natural player, it was the last time."

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

"Potter, your father, James? Potter, is an excellent Seeker. You have inherited your father's good genes, so let's play them."

After Jericho finished speaking, Marcus was ready to hand Harry a broomstick.

"Nimbus 1990S." Marcus said solemnly, "Sir used this broom to win the championship."

Harry tremblingly took the broom.

"I will, I promise."

"I'm ready!"

Harry was leaning on a broom that was taller than him, and his back was straight as a soldier.

"Don't go up like Merlin is possessed," Jericho gave him a brain break. "First observe the movements of Senior and Senior, you are the last to go, Neville! Tell Potter the rules."

"Neville went to the library." Harry said weakly.

"Okay, I'll find another one."

Jericho pouted and swept towards the first-year students. Pansy, Nott, and Shabini all bowed their heads, unwilling to explain the rules to Harry.

Jericho snorted intriguingly, and Harry blushed in embarrassment. He knew that he was bad, but in the public, Harry still felt a sense of shame.

"Draco, come come," Jericho found his target. "Although you haven't been assigned to Slytherin, you don't want Slytherin Academy to find players."

Soldaya almost laughed when he heard this, "This Japanese classmate calm down."

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

Draco turned his head and folded his arms around his chest.

"Let me deal with him." Soldaya said to Jericho, and then, not knowing what to say to Draco, Draco walked towards Harry, although his face was still reluctant.

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

Draco got into an argument with Ron on the express train and didn't make a very good first impression on Harry.

But without Draco to save Harry from the siege, Harry might still be ridiculed by Shabini and the others.

And Shabini and the others didn't expect Draco to really come over, and Nott even swears: "Fuck, are you really Malfoy?"

Harry thought for a while, then 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 and shook Harry quickly, and he said awkwardly, "I tell you, I don't want to help you, I just don't want to beat a Slytherin without a Chaser."

Speaking of which, Draco returned to his arrogant expression: "Yes, that's it!"

Soldaya just told Draco that Moriarty will not play except for a few important games this term. If Harry cannot be selected, the team may not have a Chaser.

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

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

Twenty minutes later, Harry got on the Nimbus 1990S, and Draco instructed: "Remember, don't accelerate at low altitudes, you have to fly at least 150 feet to do those moves."

Ten minutes later, Harry successfully completed the selection, and he left a deep impression on everyone by accelerating the pursuit of 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 scratched the top of his head, blushing and having a thick neck.

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

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

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

Harry happily found Draco, chatting non-stop.

Draco was not very comfortable with Harry's intimacy, but Harry had his credit for his success, and occasionally said a few words.

The afternoon sun fell on the court, and Harry and Draco were both caged in a layer of pale gold.

"Ah, what bad luck." Wood said angrily, "Our new Chaser is actually a little teacher."

Jericho appeared next to Wood at some point, "With Wood, you're just too eager to win."

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

"That's impossible, Second Wannian." Jericho smiled and ran away.

At the same time, the tallest astronomical tower at Hogwarts.

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

"A picture of a quiet time, that's what Hogwarts is all about. Don't you think the Headmaster?"

Beside him stood Dumbledore.

(Thanks to He Jiajun for his reward for this book, and to Longtang Jiuxiao for his reward to the male protagonist Moriarty! Thank you for your votes!)

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