The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Chapter 246 The Champion's Daily Life

A deafening roar of cheers and applause erupted inside the main stadium.

Flags were waving everywhere in the stadium, the mascot unicorn hopped around happily, and the British national anthem rang out from all directions.

Inside the penthouse box, high-ranking officials from various countries began to congratulate the British Minister of Magic, Bagnore, and Dumbledore.

Lockhart's booming voice rang out, and he announced with great delight, "Now, the British team, accompanied by their mascot, will circle the field. The Quidditch World Cup trophy has been moved to the penthouse!"

Moriarty and the others simply rode on unicorns and flew towards the top-floor suite.

Canadian Minister of Magic Helmut warmly welcomed the British team players.

"Quickly, bring the trophy over! Let me hand it to our hero myself! We can't let the Japanese take the trophy, can we?"

Helmut smiled at the people around him, and they all agreed with him.

As for what Helmut really thought, that remains unknown.

It's always disappointing that Canada didn't win, but it's better for Great Britain to win than for Japan to win.

This was the true thought of many high-ranking officials, including Helmut.

Two panting wizards carried a large golden cup into the private room.

A dazzling beam of light shot out from the golden cup, magically illuminating the top-floor VIP box and allowing all spectators in the stands to see what was happening inside.

The trophy was handed to Helmut, and Lockhart shouted, "Let's give a big round of applause! Team Great Britain, come up to the stage to receive your medals!"

As the British team members walked one by one into the two rows of seats in the box, shaking hands with their ministers and Helmut in turn, Lockhart called out each person's name loudly.

The audience below applauded and cheered, expressing their admiration. Countless panoramic telescopes shone their lenses in their direction.

Moriarty was last in line, but when Lockhart announced Moriarty Slytherin's name, the entire stadium erupted in a deafening roar of cheers.

Congratulations! And thank you!

When Minister Bagno shook hands with Moriarty, he nodded excitedly to Moriarty.

No matter how many mistakes she makes in the future, people will remember that during her tenure, the British team won the 421st Quidditch World Cup.

Moriarty, on the other hand, will be remembered by the wizards forever.

The man who single-handedly led the British team to the World Cup final and miraculously won the title.

The youngest national team player in history.

A double champion in both Seeker and Chaser titles.

Lockhart described Moriarty in this way, his tone becoming increasingly impassioned.

Moriarty took the trophy from Helmut and, together with Roman and others, raised it high.

Lockhart waved his wand, leaving shimmering halos in the air.

When the audience erupted in thunderous applause and cheers, the players grinned from ear to ear, and the fans' hands went numb from clapping.

The Hogwarts professors joined forces and released a huge, constantly changing, glowing Hogwarts emblem into the air.

Hagrid held the Gryffindor and Slytherin banner in his left hand and the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff banner in his right, waving his arms vigorously.

Jericho, Marcus, and some of the Hogwarts pure-blood army raised their wands and shot Moriarty's initials into the air.

"MS!"

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, the British team left their boxes and rode around the stadium on Nimbus 1990s.

The crowd applauded and cheered as Moriarty walked away. Dumbledore gazed at Moriarty's departing figure and said to those around him, "This match will be talked about for years to come. It was truly an unexpected turn of events."

Everyone understood the first half of the sentence, but they didn't understand the second half. They could only laugh and agree with the white wizard.

Dumbledore didn't care. He lowered his gaze and landed on the Japanese players on the field.

Before Moriarty's anomaly, Dumbledore noticed a faint, dark aura emanating from the main stadium, which vanished in a matter of seconds.

Then the British players, including Moriarty, began to doze off.

Dumbledore sensed something unusual, and he also witnessed Moriarty's confrontation with the Magician.

Dumbledore's extensive experience told him that beneath the surface of joy lay an ominous presence.

Noticing the jealousy in the eyes of the Japanese players, Dumbledore became uneasy.

Something bad might happen today!

On the main stadium floor, the Japanese team lay scattered on the ground, with their Nichiron 1990S scattered around them.

Everyone's attention is on the winners; nobody cares about the losers.

Besides, this loser used some dirty tricks.

It is said that referee Peteris has received a large number of complaints against the Japanese team, and he is reviewing the match and investigating the Japanese players.

Kogoro Tsukamura and the others glared hatefully at Moriarty in the sky, gritting their teeth and wishing they could cast an instant-death curse on him.

The magician covered his eyes with the back of his hand; he didn't want to see anyone right now.

"You hid the Golden Snitch in the wicked heart of man, while I blew the Golden Snitch out of the darkness."

Moriarty's words still echoed in his ears.

The magician was agitated. Moriarty had seen through his secret, and when he thought about the next plan, he had no confidence at all.

Moriarty flew through the air, high-fiving, chasing, and laughing with his teammates, completely unaware of what was happening.

However, he always had one question: what exactly were the Magician and Kogoro Tsukamura's purposes in joining the Toyo team?

Even without finding an answer, Moriarty will not forget this incident.

"Ding-dong~ Congratulations to the host for completing the 'World Cup Victory' mission. Reward: 2 points."

Moriarty shook his head and smiled. The tasks announced last summer are now somewhat less valuable in terms of points.

Excluding points, Moriarty was undoubtedly the biggest winner of the 421st Quidditch World Cup.

Having won the match, secured the championship, and confirmed the existence of dark element magic in Japan, old Flint and old Foley made a fortune from their bets.

In the afternoon, it was officially announced that the World Cup Ball would be held.

As is customary, at the start of the event, the champion player is required to lead the dance with a partner.

It's easy to imagine what kind of encirclement and suppression Moriarty will face.

Nearly 100,000 spectators gathered at Hyprose, with young women making up at least a quarter, more than 20,000.

Excluding those who are in a relationship or married, there are probably between 16000 and 18000 people left.

Nearly 20,000 girls hoped to become Moriarty's dance partner.

The news spread faster than a rocket, reaching every corner of Hyprose in a breathtaking manner.

This is truly unprecedented.

However, Moriarty had already arranged his dance partner well in advance, and he had not forgotten his pre-competition promise.

Moriarty presented the trophy to Fleur, and looking at the little angel who was wiping away tears of excitement, he smiled gently.

"Please sign your name, Fleur Delacour, here—in the most prominent place."

"Oh, Moriarty~ really?" Fleur wiped away her tears and stroked the trophy. "I mean, I didn't play in the match—I just gave you some information."

"But you were the only one who provided us with the intelligence, and that intelligence was very important."

Moriarty conjured a silver quill and handed it to Fleur.

"Sign it. You're the girl who deserves my autograph the most."

Roman and several other players emerged from behind Moriarty, surrounding him and Furong with smiles.

"Sign it, Miss Hibiscus!"

"Let's sign it. This is the result of our discussion."

"Please sign your name, Miss Hibiscus."

Furong was deeply moved and speechless: "You...everyone..."

The next second, tears welled up in her eyes.

Moriarty clicked his tongue. His intention was to make Fleur happy, but he ended up making the little leviathan cry instead.

He walked over and gently wiped away Furong's tears. He whispered something in Furong's ear, and Furong immediately stopped crying, giving Moriarty a shy, disapproving look.

Hibiscus picked up a quill pen and quickly wrote her name in English on the right side of the center of the trophy.

"Your name is written here, next to mine."

Hibiscus handed the quill to Moriarty, pointed to the center of the trophy, and said confidently.

"Oh~"

The players started a commotion.

Moriarty smiled and took the quill, writing "Moriarty Slytherin" to the left of "Hibiscus Delacour".

Hibiscus nodded in satisfaction, but Moriarty grabbed her right hand without warning.

"Now that you've signed your name, you're my dance partner."

You have to dance with me tonight, and if you don't mind, you can also have dinner with me.

If you find that too much trouble, well... I'll punish you by making you play cards with me all night, the kind where you lose clothes.

Moriarty took Fleur's hand and smiled at her.

Fleur stared blankly at Moriarty, and at that moment she admitted that Moriarty's charm was even more outrageous than the charm of the Witch she exuded.

(End of this chapter)