The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Chapter 190 Open and Covert Clashes

Tonks felt a surge of pride and boundless energy as he listened to Ludo praising Moriarty.

She flew the Quaffle to the national team goalkeeper, and looking at the goalkeeper blocking the goal, Tonks gave a cold smile.

"Guess which goal I'm going to attack?" Tonks loosened his broom and slicing the ball back and forth with both hands.

The goalkeeper remained calm; a seasoned veteran, he wouldn't be intimidated by Tonks. However, he didn't expect Tonks to clench his right fist and swing it fiercely at him!

"Hmph, Transylvanian feint," the goalkeeper called out the name of the technique Tonks used, remaining completely still and thwarting Tonks' plan to get past him.

Ludo thoughtfully explained to the audience: "The Transylvanian feint is a gesture where the fist is thrown, pretending to hit the opponent's nose to confuse them!"

As long as you don't actually touch the other person's nose, this technique is legal.

The young wizards nodded; they knew that this ball skill, like the eagle-headed attack formation and the sloth rolling over a tree, was a world-class skill.

The school board members were seeing it for the first time, and they were extremely excited.

Mrs. Malfoy covered her mouth; Tonks was her relative, after all.

The national team goalkeeper smirked dismissively. "You think I'd fall for that?"

His expression changed drastically the next moment: "What?"

Tonks anticipated his prediction, and what he threw wasn't a punch, but a Quaffle!

"brush!"

Fast, powerful, and with great momentum!

It hit the goalkeeper's head at a tricky angle!

The goalkeeper flinched in fright as the Quaffle whizzed past, grazing his scalp.

"beep--"

Referee Pittrius blew the silver whistle, a goal! Dream Team 10-0 National Team!

"Goal!"

Ludo jumped up and yelled, "Tonks scored a goal before Moriarty caught the Golden Snitch, the first goal of the game!"

The Dream Team has breached the national team's goal! Merlin's Quake! Unbelievable, incredible!

The national team lost to the Dream Team!

This goal undoubtedly secured the Dream Team's victory, as Moriarty immediately caught the Golden Snitch.

A thought suddenly popped into my head—could the Dream Team possibly shut out the national team?

After praising Moriarty, the conversation returned to him, and Tonks smiled happily.

"Shining forever!"

Shine forever!

Shining forever!

Fans screamed with excitement, silver flags waved wildly, and magical trinkets bearing the Slytherin family insignia and the Hogwarts crest were tossed high into the air.

The students in the stands were already celebrating, with several upperclassmen from Gryffindor even bringing out butterbeers.

The professors' faces also lit up with smiles. It was the first time the board members had watched Moriarty's match, and they were astonished the entire time, not even reacting when the Slytherin flag flew over their heads.

And then there's Roman, the captain of this national team, who hung his head dejectedly, his legs and feet seemingly petrified, motionless as he mechanically flew through the air, holding the broom between his legs.

However, just when everyone thought Moriarty was about to catch the Golden Snitch and end the match, Jericho yelled at the top of his lungs, "The Magician is gone! He's vanished! Sir, watch out!!!"

The magician has disappeared?

Moriarty was startled. Jericho's voice sounded like he had seen a ghost—no, even more terrifying than that, shrill and terrified!

Everyone quickly looked at Jericho and, sure enough, found that the magician who had been stuck to Jericho had disappeared.

When they turned around again, the magician was back beside Moriarty!

The crowd stared in astonishment as they saw the magician give Moriarty a wicked smile and mutter, "Come on, come on..."

Moriarty felt his heart clench violently, a strange sensation flooding his brain, and he vaguely heard a gruff voice: "Come, come, my heir..."

"We are waiting for you here, ready to soar through the sky and bring the dawn to the night."

"We knew your name and we were familiar with your face."

"The song of life we ​​play will never cease, and the passionate years we ignite will repeat themselves year after year!"

"The past and the present converge; let the past go, let the present be free, and liberate your soul."

"Come, come, my heir..."

The sound played repeatedly in Moriarty's mind, like a power button being pressed, until Moriarty's brain was tired and he felt drowsy.

Until the system emits a "ding-dong" notification sound.

"The system detected that the host has heard a brainwashing song equivalent to that of a level 75 Archmage. The host is rewarded with 20 achievement draws!"

Moriarty jolted awake. Good heavens, you discovered I'd been brainwashed, and instead of saving me, you're giving me a lottery reward!

Furthermore, it's equivalent to a level 75 Archmage!?

Moriarty was taken aback. Who exactly was the magician?

The magician noticed the strange look Moriarty was giving him and panicked; Moriarty had woken up too quickly!

The boss's magic is always effective; it helped me fool the magic ministries of various countries, preventing them from detecting that I used magic. Why doesn't it work on Moriarty?

Before the magician could think further, Moriarty had already regained his senses and released a strong killing intent. The magician hurriedly retreated, riding his broomstick and flying into the sky.

Staring at the magician's back, Moriarty's face turned cold, and anger flared in his gray eyes, so brazen as to attack him.

Even if it's a level 75 Archmage, Moriarty won't back down; he'll fight back!

Moriarty's secret confrontation with the magician lasted only a few seconds, but the Golden Snitch flew away again and disappeared into the clouds.

Moriarty gripped the broom handles with both hands and, like pulling on the reins of a horse, yanked the broom in the opposite direction, flying towards the other end of the field where Charlie was.

Ludo scratched his head, explaining in bewilderment, "Merlin's flying broom! Moriarty was just about to catch the Golden Snitch when the Magician flew up to him—we saw the Magician smile at Moriarty, and then?"

They both froze for a second! Can anyone tell me what happened between them?

"I'll tell you what happened!" Jericho roared angrily, "That magician trickster used magic!"

"He must have used magic on the master, otherwise the master would already have the Golden Snitch in his hands, and we would have won long ago!" Leon protested, raising his fist. Marcus and Charlie rushed over as well.

The guy with the afro from the national team also flew over, and he defended Magic Johnson.

Red Nose added, "Can you guarantee that Moriarty's Tornado Ball technique didn't involve magic? Let's be honest."

"Go back! Go back now!" Referee Peteris shouted at them. "Get back to your original positions!"

The referee gestured for them to step back: "Just now—Moriarty's new skill has also drawn complaints from the national team; we suspect he used magic!"

And now, you're complaining that the magician used magic on Moriarty!

"Very well, I will investigate your complaints, but for now, I have found no evidence that Moriarty or the Magician used magic. The match continues!"

"Keep playing," Moriarty told his teammates. "Keep playing, ignore them, keep the rhythm, get the first goal, and we'll have an 80% chance of winning. Let's keep a clean sheet against the national team!"

The three chasers, their morale soaring, shouted: "Go! Crush them!"

Moriarty laughed and raised a fist to Charlie and Marcus behind him, shaking it twice.

"Alright, sir! We understand, we'll take the second chaser!"

Charlie and Marcus high-fived, exchanged a glance, and thought, "Isn't Magic Johnson the second chaser on the national team? Hehe!"

"Marcus," Charlie said to Marcus with a smile, "let them see the results of our relentless training!"

Marcus's dull voice responded, "Okay."

Charlie tossed a lone ball into the air, then simultaneously swung his bat and hit the same lone ball!

"boom!"

The ball spun and crashed into the magician, creating a series of loud noises!

"Double attack!"

Ludo clapped his hands. "When two people hit the ball at the same time, the ball's attack becomes more lethal!"

They're incredible! This kind of teamwork requires unparalleled coordination; in professional matches and the World Cup, usually only twins can pull off something like this!

"Haha, you think that's the end of it?"

Charlie ran his hand through his hair, looking even more unrestrained. "The bigger surprise is yet to come!"

As they were talking, Charlie swung his bat with his backhand and hit the ball, which floated lightly toward the magician. This shot once again baffled the young wizards.

"What a surprise! This is a counter-attack roaming shot, and the combination of roaming shots is the best way to confuse the opponent. The Dream Team has given us so many surprises today!"

Ludo jumped up again, unable to control his emotions. Initially, he only favored the Dream Team because of Moriarty, but in the end, it all came down to self-interest.

But now that the competition has progressed this far, Ludo hopes the Dream Team will win; he feels these young men deserve it.

(End of this chapter)