Chapter Forty-Seven: A Late Date
Outside the door of the Hogwarts Ballroom, there are four giant hourglasses placed side by side.
This hourglass is used to keep track of the scores of the various colleges.
It's not the sand that's missing, it's the point gems that represent the various colleges.
Every little wizard would stop and take a look before he went in to eat.
The points will change according to the points added and deducted by professors or prefects.
Finally, at the end of the school year, the house with the most points will win the House Cup, which is the largest intramural competition at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
At the end-of-year banquet, the auditorium is decorated with the colors of the house that won the House Cup, along with a celebratory banner, to celebrate their win of the House Cup.
Who wouldn't want an auditorium to change its own shape and color?
Ravenclaw wanted too.
What the hell is going on?
Happiness came too suddenly.
Ravenclaw, the second and occasionally the third, didn't expect that he would be where he is today.
Slytherin is not to mention, six consecutive champions.
Gryffindor, though in previous years, Quidditch and them are five or five.
But the learning bonus is far inferior to them, so it is generally Ravenclaw second and Gryffindor third.
This year is special.
Gryffindor has a school bully, Heimdall Day.
Shaking up the overall ranking with a bonus that far exceeded the normal learning progress, helping Gryffindor go straight to the first place.
Hufflepuff also has the heart to turn over salted fish, but the kitchen biscuits are so delicious that they haven't been turned over yet.
The little wizards passing by were all pointing and whispering to the hourglass, and in a short time the water blocking the door of the auditorium was leaking.
By the time Rig and the others came to eat with dark circles under their eyes and staggering, the prefect was already needed at the door of the auditorium to maintain order.
It was half past twelve when Norber was sent away, and he debated with Professor McGonagall for a while, and by the time they reached the dormitory, it was past one o'clock in the morning.
Neville was snorting and snoring louder than Ron's kettle.
Back in the bedroom, Rig, Harry, and Ron didn't sleep at all.
His eyes widened like brass bells.
Just listening to Ron boast about his walking Filch, Rig and Harry listened with relish for half an hour.
When Ron finished, Rig and Harry told the story of how they sent Noble away.
This made the dormitory heavy, and Rig could hear Ron sniffling.
Asked if he still didn't admit that he cried.
The next day, Rig realized that Ron was not crying.
He had a cold.
Rig didn't know this during the night chat, in order to liven up the atmosphere.
Rig tapped on Ron's side of the bed curtain and asked, "So, how did Professor McGonagall see us?" ”
The original heavy atmosphere is no longer heavy.
Directly solidified.
Ron didn't speak for a long time.
After a while, he whispered, "I'm sorry, it's my fault." ”
Harry rolled over and made a squirming sound.
Rig also touched his nose in embarrassment.
He thought it was Malfoy's fault, and he was ready to denounce Malfoy together.
Ron's brisk mood when he bragged just now disappeared, and he rubbed the quilt for a long time.
Only then did he say embarrassedly: "It was I who parked on a terrace for the sake of being cool." I didn't expect the clouds to disperse all of a sudden, and I could see you clearly from that terrace. ”
If it weren't for the fact that everyone was lying in bed right now, Ron would have wanted to give Rig a comparison.
Not to mention the four men who flew in from the sky to pick up Noble.
Ron saw the two short figures of Rig and Harry, one bouncing and waving.
Harry was surprised and said, "You saw me jumping up?" ”
Harry's face flushed, and his ears burned a little.
He felt a little cold before he jumped, and thought no one was seeing.
It's a shame, isn't it?
Harry wailed, covered his face with the quilt, and never spoke again.
"But, but."
Ron raised his voice and solemnly declared, "It's mostly Malfoy's problem. ”
Rig thumped the bed angrily, "I knew it was him." ”
Hearing Rig's echo, Ron felt much more relieved, and the boulder in his heart could be regarded as half removed.
Ron continued: "Originally, Professor McGonagall was a little surprised to see you and the four wizards, but that Malfoy's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and Professor McGonagall raised his eyebrows and looked at him for a long time and he didn't notice it. ”
Rig had no choice but to hold his forehead.
It's really a success and a failure.
Just thinking that Noble could impress little Malfoy to help, he didn't take into account that he and Noble had such a deep relationship, but were easily stimulated.
"So as soon as Professor McGonagall asked Malfoy, he recruited him?"
Ron didn't say it, and Rig could imagine the rest of the script.
Little Malfoy, who was already very sad, came back to his senses and saw Professor McGonagall staring at him solemnly, which was not so frightened that his liver trembled.
Ron nodded.
Suddenly remembering that they couldn't see Rig, he quickly said, "Yes." Before Professor McGonagall could ask, he said a great deal of justification. I accidentally said it out of Nobble. ”
Rig let out a long sigh and collapsed into the soft bed.
Before he could say a few more words, Neville was awakened from his dream with a snort.
"Malfoy? What Malfoy? ”
Neville woke up with a horrified look.
Malfoy had been looking down on him and teasing him since the beginning of the school year, so that he now took a detour whenever he saw Malfoy.
It's scary.
"Without Malfoy, you're having nightmares."
Ron was nervously silenced, and Rig pretended to be sleepy and continued, "It's late, go to sleep." ”
The dormitory was quiet again, except for the stomach that didn't know whose stomach was rumbling.
Everything he wanted to ask was asked, and Rig was ready to sleep.
It was a perfect day, and he successfully sent Noble away and practiced the Illusion Charm.
There are not many points deducted, and Rig is also very confident that he will add it back.
In anticipation of breakfast the next day, Rig fell asleep.
It's cool to talk at night, and get up early at the crematorium.
The trio woke up the next day, feeling like their bodies weren't their own.
The body is walking, and the soul is floating behind.
Rig: They just staggered to the auditorium.
I was startled by the little wizards at the door.
Dodging Percy, who was yelling to maintain order, Rig and the others squeezed to the front row to take a look and understand why there were so many people.
Yesterday it was the House Cup with Gryffindor first, Slytherin second and Ravenclaw third.
Today has changed a lot.
Gryffindor was deducted a full forty points, and Slytherin was also deducted twenty points.
Ravenclaw fishermen profited and jumped to the top spot.
Although the score difference is not large, it is also a rare first.
Half of the little wizards gathered here were eaglets, and they had serious discussions in groups of four or five.
What kind of non-compliance would lead to such a big change?
Someone else borrowed the Hogwarts history and rules booklet from the library and studied it carefully.
The other half is Hufflepuff, who has nothing to do with this matter, but just comes to see when there are many people.
Then because there were more people, there were more little badgers who came to see the excitement.
Percy, who had maintained order all morning, was hoarse.
He really didn't understand, it was just a small change in the academy cup, and these little wizards didn't leave.
Rig whispered to reassure Harry and Ron, who were beginning to feel guilty.
Don't worry, don't worry.
Forty points, he can earn it back in a week or two.
Harry and Ron nodded convincingly.
They had long heard from the twins that if it weren't for them this semester, they had Rig crazy extra points.
Gryffindor couldn't beat Ravenclaw.
The twins didn't dare to go on a night tour.
It was good to be caught and deducted points when I was lying down in the Academy Cup before, but this year's battle situation is so anxious.
In case they lost the House Cup because of Gryffindor, Percy would have to sue his mother.
Mrs. Weasley might have sent them a shouting letter.
Say twins, and twins will arrive.
A redhead popped out and patted Rig on the shoulder.
"Are you free today? Chat in the Charms classroom at noon? ”