The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

It was none other than William.

The senior snakes burst into applause, and some junior students who didn't know who William was whispered.

"It's William, he doesn't look abnormal." Lilith said next to Moriarty's ear.

Due to Leon's report, several Moriarty people knew that William might be in some trouble.

Moriarty put on a happy expression, like seeing an old acquaintance.

However, he was on alert early, and William's biggest abnormality is that there is no abnormality!

Professor Dumbledore opened his arms, and a smiling William said, "Welcome, welcome you home again, our outstanding graduates, William, William Romot!"

William was well-dressed, with a brown wizard robe and a black hat, looking clean and decent.

But Moriarty found William pale when he came over.

If Leon was here, he would have blurted out that William lost weight.

Moriarty couldn't understand William as well as Leon did, so he didn't find out.

William walked over to Dumbledore and winked at Moriarty, everything seemed normal.

Dumbledore looked at the students with a smile on his face and stretched his arms to them, as if nothing made him happier than seeing them all together.

"Welcome!" he said. "Welcome to Hogwarts for the new school year! Before the banquet begins, I want to say a few words."

"The first thing," Dumbledore put his hand on William's shoulder: "This year's Defence Against the Dark Arts professor is William Romot, and I don't think most of you have seen him.

But to Lao Sheng, William is your old acquaintance. You should know his proficiency in Defence Against the Dark Arts. "

Dumbledore looked at the senior students of the four academies, and when he arrived at the Snake House, he and Moriarty exchanged tacit glances.

Now Moriarty was sure that Dumbledore knew that William was possessed by Voldemort.

I just don't know where Voldemort's remnant is—William didn't wrap the back of his head with a scarf, and he didn't have an unpleasant smell of garlic.

William waved to the students again, winning the cheers of the seniors.

Seeing the freshmen blinking, Soldaya, a third-year student, introduced, "Professor William was the Slytherin prefect four years ago, the Quidditch captain of our team, and the student president of Hogwarts."

Pansy's eyes lit up: "Our college has won 6 consecutive championships, and it started with Professor William's term, right?"

"That's right, and there will be seven consecutive championships this year. As long as Mr. is there, the championship will always belong to Slytherin."

Soldaya confidently finished speaking and turned to look at William.

William was speaking, and he was very friendly, but Harry didn't listen. He heard Quidditch as if the genes in the blood were sprouting.

"Longbottom, do you know what Quidditch is?"

"You don't want to play Quidditch, do you?" Neville glanced at Harry up and down, "I advise you not to try it lightly. I always keep Quidditch at a distance, and my grandma never let me play."

Harry could only give up, when William finished speaking, Dumbledore continued: "The second thing, I want to say to everyone - idiot! Cry nose! Scum! Screw!"

"thank you all!"

He sat down again.

At this time, the plates in front of the students were full of food.

Harry was very surprised, he had never seen so many things he liked on the table at once.

All kinds of delicacies exude an attractive fragrance, and the old people are accustomed to them, applauding and cheering hastily, and begin to feast.

Harry's stomach growled, but he wondered if Dumbledore's last words should be laughed off.

"Is he a little—a little crazy?"

Neville didn't answer this time, as he stretched his neck to listen to the conversation at the head of the long table.

The reason is that as soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, Lilith asked Moriarty what he meant.

"There are two interpretations out of the language," Moriarty said, placing his favorite food on a plate gracefully. "The word idiot is often used in abusive terms, and Ravenclaw witches and wizards are usually the most Smart, so they think students who don't get into Ravenclaw are stupid."

"Crying nose In English-speaking countries, the word is often used by teenagers to refer to 'fat', and bad boys use the word to insult and despise their fatter peers. Gryffindor students are mostly brave and think students from other houses are Not as brave as they are.

Residue is a term derived from the textile industry, referring to the leftovers of cloth, and the area is small and can no longer be used to make useful items. Slytherin students value integrity and unity. In the eyes of the Slytherins, students from other academies are not pure-blooded wizards, but useless scraps.

Can you guess who the last twist is? Hufflepuff's students are always busy, upright and hard-working Hufflepuff hopes that other colleges should adjust themselves and not be so rude. "

The students nodded thoughtfully and slowly.

Moriarty added: "Ha, obviously our principal has made another joke with us. The principal does not despise his students, and uses self-deprecating, ironic jokes to remind us of unity, which is similar to the Sorting Song. ."

"Marcus, don't be too busy putting roast pork legs in your mouth. Pay attention to how you eat."

The last sentence made people laugh out loud. Moriarty usually doesn't remind others that Marcus was really hungry today and devoured it.

"What about another explanation?" Lilith asked curiously, mixing a red and green drink in her hand.

"That is to interpret it from the perspective of Latin, combining four words in Latin, that is - May Merlin bless you!"

After speaking, Moriarty kept silent and started to eat.

The little snakes also focused on the dinner. Jericho poured the potato aioli into his mouth one by one, but his eyes were fixed on the long Gryffindor table.

Oliver Wood of the Lion House felt something, and raised his head to meet Jericho's eyes.

Jericho smiled: "It seems that the arrival of Professor William reminds us of the scene of playing Quidditch for the first time at the same time."

Wood nodded. This year, he was in fifth grade. He lost Slytherin for four years in a row. He is the second child forever.

The two raised the goblet in the air, which attracted many Quidditch players to interact.

When William saw this scene, his eyes filled with nostalgia.

Suddenly there was a tingling pain in his heart, he turned his head stiffly and stared at Harry Potter.

After watching for a while, Harry seemed to notice it, raised his head, and just met William's gaze.

For a split second, Harry felt as if he was looking at a snake.

At the same time the scar on his forehead burned.

"Oops!" Harry covered his forehead with one hand.

"What's wrong?" Neville asked.

"No—nothing."

Harry put down his hand and looked over again. William had already spoken to a teacher with particularly smooth black hair, hooked nose, and sallow skin.

"Who was the teacher who spoke to Professor William?" Harry asked Neville.

Neville glanced at Professor Snape and lowered his head quickly, Harry felt that Neville was a little afraid of that teacher, a little strange.

Pansy said proudly: "Who is he? Pott doesn't know him warmly? He's Professor Snape, our dean! The master of potions at Hogwarts."

Harry didn't know why Pansy was targeting him, but he felt that Professor Snape didn't seem to like him at all.

Because Harry had long noticed that Professor Snape was staring at him, and he was staring into his eyes.

"What are they talking about?" Harry asked Neville again, William and Snape talking all the time.

Neville shook his head, clearly not wanting to talk about it.

"Why are you worrying about the professor's business? What a prank!" Pansy was reluctant.

Harry looked at Marcus as if asking for help, but Marcus was busy cooking, and Harry could only look at Moriarty, but Moriarty couldn't see Harry at all.

At this moment, he was having an extreme pull with Lilith about the brand-new magical drink.

"No matter what you say, I won't drink this."

"Neither can black silk?"

"What do you think of me Moriarty!"

But they were quickly interrupted by Tonks.

"Hey~ bad junior, come and try this, I specially taught the house-elves to make whale soup, ah~"

As Tonks said, he dug a spoonful of soup and fed it to Moriarty, and added with a smile, "Drink this, and I'll be horny~"

Moriarty smacked his lips, and patted Tonks on the **** where no one saw him, "Wait for me in my bedroom at night."

"The bedroom?" Violet raised her head abruptly like a clockwork, and said half asleep, "Okay, I'll go too."

The little snake sitting behind said with hindsight, "Merlin was startled! I didn't even notice anyone was sitting here!"

Fortunately, they are all used to it. Everyone knows that Violet is Moriarty's little tail.

The arrival of Tonks was like a signal, Ravenclaw's Penello and Slytherin's Gemma got up and walked towards Moriarty.

Many freshmen watched this scene curiously. Harry took a little bit of every food on the plate and chewed it, everything was delicious.

"Are they all Mr.'s girlfriends?" Harry asked in a low voice.

"Well, it's nothing, sir, don't shy away from this, you can say it in an open and honest way." Neville was eating sweets.

"Oh, why?" Harry said in shock. "I thought wizards were also monogamous."

Neville didn't know how to answer, which involved his blind spot of knowledge.

Pansy snorted disdainfully: "Mr. wants to strengthen the Slytherin family. Unlike your family, Pott, the Slytherin family is pure blood among pure blood."

"Cough," Soldaya coughed twice and warned, "Don't say the word 'mudblood'. The old man warned me when I was a new student."

Pansy suddenly became obedient, and Soldaya smiled again: "Compared to this, I think you should pay more attention to your friend Draco."

The three of Pansy looked at the Lion House, and Draco was eating alone, one bite at a time, apparently without appetite.

There is also such a freshman on the Slytherin long table, and he is Shabini.

Harry also noticed this. He tried to talk to Shabini, but without saying a word, he suddenly found many little snakes staring at him coldly.

Neville pulled Harry to his side, "Don't talk, eat your own."

Harry suddenly felt a chill coming from the left side. He turned his head and found that sitting next to him was a ghost with sluggish eyes, described as haggard, and his robe was covered with silver blood spots!

"what!"

Harry stood up in fright, almost knocking over the plate.

"Potter!"

Pansy screamed, as if she had some credit for Harry's mistake.

Soldaya hurriedly maintained order: "Sit down! This is the ghost of our academy, Sir Barrow. Sorry Sir, our freshman is a little timid."

Harry sat down embarrassedly, the **** Barrow stared at Harry for a while and then left, Harry felt a cold sweat on his back.

Only then did he realize that many people looked at him with bad eyes.

After a while, everyone was done eating, the plates were empty, Percy led Ron in from one side, Professor McGonagall took out the Sorting Hat and assigned Ron to Gryffindor.

Professor Dumbledore stood up, added a few rules, and then asked everyone to sing the school song.

Only the Weasley twins sang the entire school song to the tune of "Funeral March."

It made Moriarty think they were mourning for being in Ron.

Finally, Dumbledore asked the prefects to lead the freshmen back to the common rooms of the various houses.

Moriarty stood up.

(Thanks again to Longtang Jiuxiao for the reward, and congratulations to Longtang Jiuxiao for being promoted to protect the Dharma! I will add more updates for you~)

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