Only God knew how bad the medicine was, and Brandi could swear he didn't sleep because of the drug, but because he fainted from the smell. Even when I was half-asleep, I felt like I was struggling in the foul-smelling mud...... It was a tasteful dream.

Can't Madam Pomfrey add some honey to it?

Brandi tossed and turned in that terrible nightmare until dawn, and he woke up from his dream with a thud - he finally couldn't hold on anymore and sank into the mud. He was covered in cold sweat, but amazingly, he was in much better spirits now. It seems that Madam Pomfrey is not as bad as he thinks.

"You want to go to a banquet?"

Madam Pomfrey looked straight into Brandy's eyes as if there were flowers on them. "Yes, Dumbledore agreed...... He allows you to go. ”

She sat up straight and looked at Brandi disapprovingly. "But I don't recommend it, you know, the eyes are the windows to the soul - but I see in your eyes the mutilation and weakness. Mr. Barton, the damage to your soul is still not repaired, and I suggest you take a little rest here. ”

"But that's the end of the year, ma'am." Brandi looked at her flatteringly, "You see, I'm as strong as a cow right now—and I can promise not to get emotional, to eat or to mess around!" ”

Madam Pomfrey nodded reluctantly, "In that case, you can go, by the way, I have already thrown away the pile of things on your desk while you were calling for your mother in your nightmares—and it is a thought of ruining you." There was a fierce glint in her eyes, "Men should men...... What to do, do you hear it? ”

Brandi was baffled by Pomfrey's words, he really didn't understand what a man had to do and what he had to do with the letters he received from girls. But he did feel a little distressed, it was the first time he had received a letter of condolence from a girl at such an age—and judging from the letter, the girl named Lisa from Ravenclaw seemed to have a very good personality... Not... At the very least, it was much gentler than Hermione, who was fierce at every turn.

Alas...... He sighed regretfully, said goodbye to Madam Pomfrey, and walked out of the room.

"Remember to sit next to Miss Granger and drink plenty of hot water~"

Madam Pomfrey's cries still echoed in his ears after a long distance.

By the time Brandi arrived, the auditorium was packed, decorated in blue and bronze to celebrate their return to the House Cup after years of glory. On a large screen behind the teacher's bench hangs a huge banner depicting the Ravenclaw eagle.

But strangely, everyone's interest doesn't seem to be very high?

When Brandi pushed open the door, everyone seemed to turn their heads and cast all sorts of strange glances at the Gryffindor table, and there was a whisper of voice in the auditorium, but most of them were probably whispering about Harry and the Philosopher's Stone. He saw that Harry and the others were bowing their heads in embarrassment, as if they were ashamed to get under the table. Even Parvati, who had always been nervous, couldn't resist the stinging gaze on his back......

Hey, it looks like heroes aren't that easy to do.

Brandi walked in gloatingly, as if he had forgotten ...... He's one of those 'heroes' himself.

The auditorium suddenly fell silent, and then immediately became noisy, and everyone began to speak loudly, but the look that was not inadvertently skimmed from the crowd still made him feel unnatural. He walked briskly over to the Gryffindor table and sat down next to Harry and Hermione, pretending not to see the seniors standing on tiptoe staring at him.

"Why are they staring at us like that......" Brandi poked Harry in the waist, "It's horrible, I feel like a monkey in a circus." ”

"It's not like Ron is to blame for that mouth!" Harry lowered his head and whispered. "I've never heard that he still has the ability to be a reporter, and his mouth is like a river, and we obviously rely on luck to defeat Quirrell, and when he speaks, it's almost the second wizarding war......"

"How do I know people believe this......" Ron's face flushed, "I'm just joking." ”

At this time, the noise of the auditorium gradually subsided. They were pleasantly surprised to find that Dumbledore had arrived, and they had finally been freed from the terrible hell of the eyes.

"Silence, silence......" Dumbledore tapped the goblet with a silver spoon.

"Another year has passed!" "Before you indulge in these delicacies," he said gleefully, "I beg you to be patient a little and listen to the clichés of my old man." What a great year, isn't it? I bet your little brains are a little richer than they used to be. ”

"Isn't that enriching......," Brandi grumbled bitterly, "my head almost exploded." ”

“…… Well, there's a long summer vacation ahead of you, and it's a great way to digest it before the next school year starts – or forget about it, and I'm sure you can do it if you're crazy. Therefore, our four deans have very intimately assigned just the right summer vacation homework~ so that you can add some useful things to your minds in addition to games. ”

There was a good-natured laugh from the crowd.

"Well, it's the same as before, we need to have the House Cup award ceremony first, don't ......," Dumbledore pulled out a piece of parchment. The specific scores for each college are as follows: Fourth place, Gryffindor, 156 points. ”

The Slytherin table in the far reaches erupted in laughter, and the lion cubs' expressions became extremely ugly, and Brandi was really ashamed at this point - they had lost at least two hundred points because of his relationship. Although everyone no longer blames him now, he still wants to find a crack in the ground to turn himself into a worm and get in.

"Third place, Hufflepuff, three hundred and fifty-two points."

Sparse applause rang out, and the little badgers next door slapped listlessly, and they looked at someone in the teacher's seat with indignation. Obviously, Hufflepuff, like Gryffindor, must have been deducted a lot of points by Snape with various excuses.

"Second place, Slytherin, three hundred and seventy-two points."

There was little applause from the Slytherins, who were sulking as they were dragged down from the first place by Ravenclaw. Malfoy was burying his head in a low voice, and if it weren't for the 100 points in the flying lesson brawl, they would probably have gotten their wish again.

"Okay~ Needless to say, everyone knows the rest." Dumbledore said with a smile. "First place, Ravenclaw, four hundred and twenty-six points!"

The Ravenclaw table erupted in thunderous cheers and applause. The eaglets, who usually have an elegant temperament, screamed one by one at this time, and Brandi and the others were surprised to find that even Padma's ice face showed a rare smile.

"yes, yes, that's good." Dumbledore tapped the glass, and he looked like he had something to say. The auditorium fell silent, and the Ravenclaw students reverted to their indifferent appearances.

"Something has happened lately, though, and it's hard to ......" Dumbledore glanced at Gryffindor's long table, and the rest of the House followed suit. We've got to count them as well—"

Brandi and the others looked up, confused at each other.

"Ahem...... So. Dumbledore cleared his throat. I have some points to assign here, let me see. That's right......"

"Item 1 - Mr. Ron Weasley......"

Ron's face flushed all at once, like a carrot dried in the sun.

"According to Professor McGonagall, he used himself as bait to win one of the best games at Hogwarts in many years, and this kind of fearless sacrifice is quite rare, and for this, I reward Gryffindor House with fifty points."

Brandi and the others screamed with joy, followed by the excited cheers of the lions, which were so loud that they almost tore the ceiling over, and the stars above them seemed to tremble slightly. They slapped Ron on the shoulder and back across their seats, expressing their excitement.

"It's my brother! You know! It was my youngest brother - he made it through Professor McGonagall's giant chessboard. Percy shouted to the other prefects, "That's Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration!" ”

Everyone was happy for a long time, and finally calmed down, looking at Dumbledore with expectant eyes - Ron was not the only one who broke through the level, they still had points to add!

"The second – Miss Parvatipethir, is such a lucky girl, strong and lovely. Like Lady Luck, she guided her companions through Professor Sinista's astral labyrinth. I'm going to reward Gryffindor House with fifty points. ”

"Eh???" Parvati's blank finger tapped at her smooth face and turned to Brandi, still biting a piece of pumpkin pie in her mouth. "Am I got my share too?" She didn't wait for Brandy's answer, and then, with an exclamation, she was hugged by Gryffindor's ecstatic girls......

"Parvati, you're amazing!" The girls were overwhelmed by Parvati's death, and Brandi was amused to see Parvati's textbook face change - her brain circuit seemed to have finally reacted to become a Gryffindor hero, and her face slammed, a second ago it was a pumpkin pie falling to the ground, and then it quickly turned into excitement and pride, and she began to scream and jump with the girls - already a hundred points!

"The third item - Miss Hermione Granger...... Calm in the face of the flames, and calmly reasoning out the truth under the fog, Gryffindor ...... Fifty! ”

Hermione screamed, and she immediately fell to the table, burying her face in the crook of her arm, which must be secretly crying. A moment later, she suddenly grabbed Brandi's arm and pulled it roughly into the crook of her arm. Brandi visibly felt something wet on her arm—she was wiping his robe as a towel on her face—Brandi's grieved face turned green.

"Fourth item - Harry Potter ......," Dumbledore said. The auditorium suddenly became unusually quiet. "In the face of an adult dark wizard with cruel methods and high mana, he showed great courage and extraordinary courage. For that, I'd like to award Gryffindor House sixty points! ”

The noise was deafening, and the students who shouted hoarsely while still holding a quill on the table and quickly calculating the score knew that Gryffindor had added two hundred and ten points—overtaking Hufflepuff to third place. And then there's Brandy, who Weasley says he defeated a dragon! That score must not be too bad!

Dumbledore raised a hand, and the Great Hall fell silent.

"You probably think it's going to be Mr. Patton next?" He smiled, "He's really done really well, but it's a shame I've rewarded him with something else – I'm going to say that." ”

In everyone's expectant eyes, Dumbledore cleared his throat. "There are many kinds of courage, and it takes a lot of courage to not say much about the courage of the enemy, but it also takes great courage to hold on to one's heart in front of one's friends. Therefore, I would like to reward Mr. Neville Longbottom - ten! ”

Neville's face turned pale in surprise as his crucial ten move had put Gryffindor in second place - they had overtaken Slytherin! Even if the young lions are a little disappointed not to win the House Cup, they will be satisfied as long as they surpass Slytherin. He was overwhelmed by the crowd at once...... Everyone jumped up and down on the long table, cheering indulgently.

After a long time, they finally quieted down - they noticed that Dumbledore was not seated, so what did that mean he had left unfinished?

"Very well, I thought you would spend a little more of your precious youth......" Dumbledore nodded in satisfaction. Then there's the last item, of course, and this score wasn't added by me - about Professor Quirina Squilow! ”

There was a sudden silence in the Great Hall, and everyone's eyes widened as they looked at Dumbledore in confusion. Isn't Professor Quirrell gone?

"We found an interesting scene when we counted the hourglasses of the four houses, where there were fifty rubies floating on top of the Gryffindor's hourglass - which meant that a professor added fifty points to Gryffindor, but for some reason, the score was not added. I didn't know until after Harry Potter spoke to me...... In his battle with Professor Quirrell, Professor Quirrell added fifty points to Gryffindor, and although he has mysteriously disappeared now, the teacher has to say exactly what he says, so I declare—"

Brandi: They held their breath.

"Gryffindor, add fifty points! Tied with Ravenclaw for the House Cup! ”

He clapped his hands, and immediately, the blue dangling ribbon was mixed with bright red, and the cyan was mixed with gold. The huge Ravenclaw eagle behind him spread its wings to the right, and a majestic Gryffindor lion appeared in the empty part on the left. If anyone were standing outside the auditorium at this moment, they would have thought that there had been an explosion inside, and the cheers on the Gryffindor long table were rising higher and higher, and everyone was excited to hug each other, and the sentimental girls were already teary-eyed.

After seven years, they finally won the championship again - although they are tied for first place, but who cares at this time? Look at the jubilant eaglets on the Ravenclaw table. Perhaps this ending would be best for Gryffindor and Ravenclaw.