The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts Chapter 122

After sending Lilith away, Moriarty closed the classroom door, flipped her wrist, and the snow fir wand popped out of the wand set and landed on her hand.

Moriarty made a mahogany square table, pointed his wand at the parchment on the ground, and said, "Wingardim, Leviosa!"

Pieces of paper documents were lifted into the air, lined up in a square row, and floated around in front of everyone.

"The lives, hobbies, records and careers of the 11 national team players, as well as their fighting skills and habitual skills are all here."

Moriarty's tone was unmistakable, and he said to everyone: "We have to spend five days training and running in, so we only have two days to memorize these materials.

Perhaps the national team regarded this game as a coaching match, and the British wizards regarded this game as a warm-up match..."

Speaking of this, Moriarty snorted coldly in his heart, that guy Ludo went against the grain, deceived the top and the bottom, and used this game to make a good hype and made a lot of money.

In next year's World Cup, Moriarty wants Ludo to spit it out.

The cold light in his eyes disappeared in a flash, Moriarty continued: "But our goal is only victory!"

The eyes of Jericho and the others became hot, and the occasional flashes of light contained frenzy and were scorching hot.

Moriarty looked at them one by one and said encouragingly: "It doesn't matter what the outside world thinks of us, they may think that we are a bunch of students, a bunch of babies.

Actually?

We are the heirs of Slytherin, the purebloods of Hogwarts, and the best wizards in the future! "

"Yes, that's right, sir, hoo!"

Jericho waited for the little snake to exchange glances, and laughed strangely.

Charlie doesn't like the look in their eyes, but they are teammates now. I have to admit that Jericho and Leon are quite reliable as teammates.

Tonks listened to Moriarty with all her heart, and she turned her hair gray as if it would bring her closer to Moriarty.

Moriarty walked to the table and tapped on the table, the crisp, rhythmic sound quieted the excited little snake.

He smiled slightly: "I know we will fight side by side, so? An upset victory over the national team is in line with our identity."

"Yeah~"

The players clapped their hands, stood up excitedly and waved their fists.

"Yes sir, you spoke to our hearts!"

"We're going to beat the national team to pieces. I can't wait to see the swollen faces of Roman's gang, haha~"

Moriarty nodded and exchanged a fiery look with them. As if they knew what to do, they sat down to pick up the materials and read them carefully.

The classroom fell silent. Occasionally, there was a rustling sound of flipping the paper. The parchment was covered with black characters. Some of the paragraphs were written in foreign languages, which were records of national team players playing abroad.

This caused considerable trouble for Jericho and Marcus. Their foreign language was a mess, but fortunately, the information was mixed with magical photos.

They saw the flying skills and ball skills of the national team players from the dynamic pictures.

Jerry's subjects flashed incessantly and secretly wrote down those actions.

Among the six, Moriarty and Tonks read very fast, and read a page in a minute.

After reading a page, the shorthand quill kept writing in the notebook they had prepared in advance, jotting down line after line of text.

Two hours later, Moriarty stood up and clapped his hands, attracting everyone's attention.

"Okay, let's summarize the information we have collected."

He spread out the note at hand and used magic to project the words and pictures on the ceiling.

"The British national team Roman, a Londoner, 24 years old, graduated from Durmstrang.

At the age of 17, he became a professional player, joined the British Caerphilly Flying Crossbow Team, and led the team to win the United Cup three times in a row.

At the age of 20, he joined the national team as a Seeker. In the 1986 World Cup - the last World Cup - five wins and four wins helped England reach the semi-finals. "

Moriarty raised the corner of his mouth to reveal a slightly sarcastic smile, and added: "The representative of young and famous."

Jericho and the others nodded lightly, not being frightened. They knew that Moriarty had more to do.

"Whether it's a cup match or four World Cup victories, Roman Reigns averaged no more than two hours per game to catch the Snitch.

After encountering the US team in the semi-finals, England's striker was dragged down by the Americans, and the game lasted for 6 hours. Until the end, Roman Reigns failed to catch the Golden Snitch. "

Moriarty glanced at his teammates, they looked thoughtful, and finally concluded: "Typical form player! He is adapted to play fast paced, and is the icing on the cake in tailwinds, but he can't stand up to turn the tide in headwinds. ."

Everyone nodded. From the position, Roman is Moriarty's opponent. Now it seems that Moriarty already has a countermeasure.

"It's worth mentioning," Moriarty shook the notebook in his hand and gave Jericho a playful look, "It was none other than the captain of the US team, Maxi, who eliminated Roman Reigns in the semi-finals. Blanche III."

Leon and the others looked at Jericho. Jericho nodded and admitted frankly, "Maxie is my eldest brother, he is the child of my uncle's family. He will lead the US team to the World Cup again next year."

"There is an old director and an elder brother. The American sports industry has been monopolized by the Blanche family, right?" Leon said sourly.

"Yeah, envy?" Jericho smiled slyly: "If the senior can't make it in the British Ministry of Magic, you can come to my side and be a servant for me, and the commission is 100 Galleons per month. !"

Leon snorted: "I believe you, Director James is notoriously clean in North America. He can't spend 100 gold Galleons a year, how dare his son spend it lavishly?

Okay, I took it down. The first thing I did when I went to work at the Ministry of Magic after graduation was to report your dad's corruption to the International Society of Wizards! "

"Haha." Charlie laughed and was about to say something when he heard Tonks slam his notebook on the table, which startled Charlie.

"Don't talk about those irrelevant topics," Tonks glared at the boys, "Listen, my opponent is this explosive head!"

Tonks shared the information with everyone, and when he saw the photo of the afro, Jericho laughed out loud: "Brother black, afro, tall, he should go and sing hip-hop."

When it was Charlie's turn, he looked at Moriarty eagerly: "Sir, please be careful when choosing a mate, and you must consider my suggestion!"

"Blowhead, Yorkshireman, England, 26 years old!" Tonks said loudly, covering Charlie's voice, "Also graduated from Durmstrang, he is Roman's senior, and they have been together for 7 years. , with a tacit understanding. The position is the Chaser.

Currently playing for the Caerphilly Flying Crossbow team with Roman Reigns, he was selected to the national team at the age of 21.

In his career, he has played 1,306 games in 8 years, scored 3,384 goals, and has 0 fouls. He is a terrible opponent!

However, he has been fouled 1,047 times, an average of one foul per game. "

Moriarty nodded~www.mtlnovel.com~ Tonks changed his position from Seeker to Chaser. He needed to change his style of play and adjust his thinking. And her opponent is a clean gentleman, which is good news for her.

Tonks sat down and Jericho stood up, "Let me talk about my opponent, I won't say the name, just look at it, because I want to call him the magician!"

"Oh, don't worry, don't worry," Jericho saw Tonks put his hand on the notebook, worried that Tonks would throw the notebook in his face, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to block the front, and said quickly: "My name is He's a magician for a reason, he's a magician!"

"Calm down, Jericho, senpai isn't interested in doing anything to you," Tonks calmly opened the notebook and brushed his long hair from his ear, "I just opened a new page of notes."

Jericho coughed a little embarrassedly, and Charlie was madly urging Moriarty: Sir, be careful..."

Charlie sensed a murderous aura and chose to shut up wisely. It turned out that Tonks narrowed his eyes and touched the notebook.

Moriarty smiled, walked behind Tonks, held her shoulder, and patted her.

"Let's listen to Jericho. I saw his report when I was browsing the briefing. He seems to be a little older?"

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