The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Chapter 211 Two Meetings

"Captain, what did you say?" The man with the afro jumped to his feet, his face full of surprise. "You're the chaser?"

Moriarty nodded coldly. The overall strength of the British team was at the quarter-final level. If they didn't use any surprise tactics, their World Cup journey would be over.

"This is so sudden, Captain." Roman asked somewhat uncertainly, "With the match just around the corner, is it really okay to change positions?"

"Of course I have no problem, you're the one with the problem, right?" Moriarty sat down and looked at Roman quietly.

Roman quickly surrendered under his gaze, "Okay, I confess, I'm worried I'm not up to the task of finding the ball—the captain is usually the one who finds the ball for most teams."

"That's why I changed positions." Moriarty pulled out a stack of parchment and threw it on the conference table. "Look at this data. It shows that the captains of major teams are usually the strongest players on their teams."

The fact that the Seeker is usually the captain means that their main focus is on catching the Golden Snitch.

Red Nose raised his hand and asked, "Isn't it better to focus our main efforts on the Golden Snitch?"

The other players nodded in agreement; they had been instilled with the concept from a young age that "the Golden Snitch is the most important player in Quidditch."

Moriarty responded to the players' questions by saying: "99% of teams make tactical decisions around the Golden Snitch. The Seeker who catches the Golden Snitch often becomes the hero, while the Chaser's goals are negligible in most cases and become dispensable numbers."

This phenomenon led wizards to overlook the role of the Chaser.

I ask you to think about it—

If the Chaser scores 15 goals before the Seeker catches the Golden Snitch, the game will not end even if the Seeker catches the Golden Snitch.

Moriarty swept his gaze across the players, noticing their thoughtful expressions, and raised his voice slightly: "And if the Chaser can score 16 goals, or even more, before the Seeker catches the Golden Snitch..."

Even if the opposing Seeker catches the Golden Snitch, it won't help.

Seeing the blank looks on Roman and the others' faces, Moriarty continued to explain, "Gentlemen, it's not difficult at all!"

Quidditch is a complex sport, but also a simple one.

Hop on a broomstick, shoot the Quaffle into the other goal—it's that simple.

"Excuse me, Captain, I didn't mean to interrupt, but... I have something to report to you."

Roman's face flushed with shame, and after receiving Moriarty's approval with a look of approval, he took a deep breath.

He blurted out a string of words as if he were going all out: "I can't guarantee I can keep Peruv, Maxi, or Krum in check until you score 15 goals..."

Unfortunately, I might not be able to keep track of the opposing player who is looking for the ball!

This is my biggest worry. I'm afraid I'll become a weakness for the team, and I'm afraid I'll drag you all down.

It takes immense courage to admit one's shortcomings. After saying this, Roman's eyes reddened, and he lowered his head.

Moriarty gave him an approving look. "I'm glad you've let go of your arrogance. In fact, I put you in the Seeker position after careful consideration."

Roman rubbed his eyes and looked up at Moriarty expectantly.

To everyone's surprise, Moriarty said nonchalantly, "Give up your plan to catch the Golden Snitch first. In just two weeks, I can't improve your skills."

Roman smiled knowingly and nodded, though his smile was tinged with bitterness.

"However, I have prepared a gift for you," Moriarty's tone softened, a slight smile appearing in his eyes. "Not only Roman has a gift, everyone does—I have prepared a gift for everyone on the team."

"A gift?" The players looked at each other happily and sat up straight.

"Twelve new brooms, gentlemen."

Moriarty spoke calmly, as if dropping a bombshell, causing a huge uproar at the meeting.

"No flying broom in the world can surpass the new broom in speed or performance."

Compared to the panel data and various indicators of the new broom, other brooms can only weep in despair.

The gap between them is like the gap between a pauper and a Middle Eastern tycoon.

Moriarty said calmly, pleased to see the players' gasps of surprise and disbelief in their eyes.

"Captain? You mean the new broom?" Red Nose was a smart man; he asked, "Another great alchemical artifact? We all know you've teamed up with Nicolas Flamel!"

"That's right," Moriarty affirmed Red Nose's statement. "Before coming to North America, Nicolas Flamel and I perfected the final step in making the new broom. We tested the new broom many times to ensure it was foolproof."

So? I can tell you responsibly now that the new brooms are on the market and being used by wizards and players.

"Then what are we waiting for!" Roman suddenly stood up and said excitedly, "Let's do as you say, sir! With the new broom, I don't think I'll let anyone steal the Golden Snitch from me."

"Hmm, I think there's another question..." Red Nose hesitated, raising his hand. "Captain, where are the new brooms?"

"It will definitely be delivered within a week. Then we'll have a week to get used to the new broom," Moriarty said briefly, seemingly unwilling to elaborate on the matter.

In fact, the new broom did have a few minor problems.

The problem wasn't with functionality, but rather with the market launch phase; Moriarty's contractual dispute with the Lightcycle Power Company hadn't been resolved.

In his letter to Lilith, Moriarty explicitly demanded that "Justice Law" resolve his contractual dispute with the Lightcycle Power Company within a week.

The letter was mailed yesterday and should have reached Lilith by now.

"Lilith, let me see how much you've learned from me."

Moriarty smiled slightly as Lilith's image flashed through his mind.

At the same time, a classroom on the second floor of Hogwarts Castle was filled with students wearing white coats.

This is the first meeting since the "Justice Law" organization was founded.

Percy, Gemma, and Lilith stood on the platform.

Lilith held an envelope in her right hand and her wand between the index and middle fingers of her left hand, tapping it rhythmically on the lectern, making a "click, click, click" sound.

"Look, Moriarty is urging us to resolve the contract dispute with Lightcycle Power Company as soon as possible."

Lilith raised the envelope in her right hand, and under the watchful eyes of the members in white coats, she solemnly opened the envelope and passed the letter to the members to read.

In truth, she felt gratified and delighted that Moriarty, even while in Canada, still remembered to send her letters.

But her proud and arrogant personality meant she had to show a displeased expression.

"Moriarty is really good at causing us trouble. That contract was definitely a trap set by Lightcycle Power Company, but what can we do? Sue Lightcycle Power Company?"

The members in white coats exchanged glances, thinking to themselves that Lilith and her husband must have a really good relationship.

However, Lilith's words make sense.

What can they do? Sue Lightwheel Corporation?

Is Guanglun Company accused of violating contract law?

Some Muggle-born wizards immediately expressed their full support!

But Lilith poured cold water on their hopes: there are no contract laws in the magical world!

The Muggle-born wizards were stunned. Lilith explained to them, "By the way, there are no laws in the wizarding world against plagiarism. We can't even sue Nimbus for copying Moriarty's ideas!"

Perhaps it was precisely because of this that the Lightcycle Power Company dared to rip off Moriarty and Nicolas Flamel with impunity.

A flash of anger crossed Lilith's eyes. Anyone who dared to make things difficult for Moriarty was her enemy!

A third-year Gryffindor boy from a Muggle family stood up and said indignantly, "These incomplete wizarding laws are a nightmare! Can we protest to the Ministry of Magic and suggest that they add contract laws?"

Protest to the Ministry of Magic?

Lilith's lips twitched slightly. The Department of Law was still under her control, so why would she ruin her own livelihood?

As for suggesting that the Ministry of Magic add contract law?

That's feasible, but...

"Even if the Ministry of Magic confirms the addition of the Contract Law, who knows how long it will take before the Contract Law is enacted? There's not enough time—Moriarty only gave us a week."

Lilith paced back and forth in the classroom with her arms crossed, while Gemma, Percy, and the other members in white coats struggled to find a solution.

The contract dispute case involving Guanglun Company is the first legal case that Zhengyi Law Firm has taken on, and it absolutely cannot fail!

But they couldn't come up with a solution after thinking about it all night. In the end, Lilith sent a letter to her family, asking the Pilivik family to help her arrange a meeting with the directors of the Lightwheel Corporation.

(End of this chapter)