At the end of the exam, everyone ushered in the long-awaited holiday, and they were about to face the pain of separation.

Tonight's banquet will be the last gathering of the school year.

The auditorium was crowded with people, and everyone sat neatly at their long tables.

It was full of noise, like the beginning of school.

A year has passed like this, time has passed, but a lot has happened.

Everyone came, whether it was Madame Pomfrey, or Madame Pince, or Filch, and they were seated at the guest of honor.

On this night, there will be no one in the castle except the auditorium.

However, the large golden chair in the center of the guest of honor was still empty.

The auditorium was decorated in blue and silver to represent Ravenclaw.

On the wall behind the guest of honor stands a huge banner depicting the Ravenclaw eagle.

These are all indications of who the protagonist of the night will be, and Professor Flitwick at the guest of honor has a big smile on his face.

While Professor McGonagall was complaining to her old girlfriend that Dumbledore was not coming, Dumbledore walked in with a steady pace.

Dumbledore came to his place, standing, hands raised.

Soon, the noise in the auditorium subsided.

With his fingers crossed, Dumbledore put his hand on his lower abdomen and said happily:

"Another year has passed!"

"Before you indulge in these jade plates, please listen to the clichés of an old man."

"It's been a wonderful and absurd year!"

"Absurd, I'm sure everyone has noticed my words."

"So much has changed this year, so much so that an old man like me can't even recognize this castle."

Dumbledore laughed to himself, and many young wizards laughed as well, as did the professors.

If you think about it, it's true that this year has changed too much.

Not to mention Dumbledore, even those old students are a little unable to adapt.

On the contrary, it is the first-year freshmen who adapt the best.

"Everyone knows the changes, so I won't bother an old man to narrate."

"Compared with the beginning of the school year, everyone's little brains are definitely much richer than before......

"There is a whole summer vacation waiting for you ahead, so you can digest the knowledge in your head before the start of the next semester and free up space for your brain......

The rambling words did not make everyone yawn, but listened to them interestingly.

Next, it was the turn of the students to get down to business, and the Ravenclaw students all sat up straight.

"Now, let's start with the House Cup ceremony, and the house divisions for each house are as follows: Fourth place, Gryffindor, huh?"

Dumbledore looked at the Gryffindor table, frowned, and paused before speaking:

"Ten points."

Many Gryffindors lowered their heads, some even covering their ears.

However, the expected boos of the little lions did not ring.

They looked at the other long tables in astonishment, cold encouragement, gentle encouragement, and provocative encouragement, all of which warmed their hearts.

Dumbledore, including all the faculty members, watched with relief.

How many years! Hogwarts never seemed so united.

Dumbledore clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention back.

….

"Third place, Hufflepuff, 439 points!"

The Hufflepuffs applauded themselves!

Gryffindor gave them a round of applause.

In the end, the faculty and staff applauded.

"Second place, Slytherin, 572 points!"

Slytherin didn't applaud, but Gryffindor gave them a round of applause, causing them to join the others in clapping.

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"First place, Ravenclaw!"

Dumbledore glanced at everyone and said, "635 points!"

"Wow!"

The cheers of all the girls rang out in Ravenclaw, and the faint male voices were masked in it, like a flat boat in the sea.

Even though they had known about the answer, they were still excited when it came out of Headmaster Dumbledore's mouth.

They were also given a round of applause, and Professor Flitwick received congratulations from the professors.

Dumbledore was still standing in the middle of the guest of honor, smiling at the bustle in the Great Hall.

After calming down, he smiled, raised his eyebrows, and said:

"Everyone has already given Ravenclaw a round of applause, but this is not their final score! There's a little bit more to be factored into."

Everyone looked at Dumbledore, and so did the professors.

Dumbledore looked at Gryffindor and said:

"Ten points. That's great! I was worried about whether my Gryffindor scores would be correct at the end of the semester?"

As soon as this came out, everyone laughed.

"I would also like to thank everyone for their help with Gryffindor, I know that there are quite a few young wizards who have given them their scoring opportunities."

"Your professors have seen it!"

"5 points for your noble qualities of compassion and helping the weak!"

The applause rang out again, the Hufflepuffs smiling, the Ravenclaws acting like they had nothing to do with themselves, and the Slytherins snorted haughtily, the corners of their mouths raised.

Subsequently, Dumbledore converted some of the achievements of the Magic Laboratory into points for each house.

Lily alone added more than 50 points to Gryffindor.

In the end, under the operation of Headmaster Dumbledore, Gryffindor's score finally broke 100 and came to three digits, which was no longer so ugly.

Initially, Slytherin felt that he had a chance to surpass Ravenclaw in this aspect.

But, they add a big point, Severus, and Ralph they are in a group.

Moreover, Pandora and Lily are in another group, and Pandora naturally has the scores that Lily gets.

This time it made them lie flat.

The night's revelry began, and everyone moved.

Everyone talked enthusiastically, talking about the past, talking about the present, and imagining the future, as if everyone had a beautiful and bright future.

The professors' words were much simpler, talking about their teaching experience, talking about their proud protégés, or boasting about their past achievements.

Only Filch watched quietly all the excitement.

Even after becoming a wizard, he was as lonely as ever.

Looking at the happy children, he completely lost the idea of wanting to punish them.

….

He had imagined countless times that after he became a wizard, he would catch these noisy students and punish them severely.

But now, he can't think of any thoughts, as if he has lost his dream, and he doesn't know what to do for a while.

He looked distractedly at the Gryffindor table in front of him.

As if sensing his gaze, Jaime looked at Filch.

Filch noticed his gaze and gave him an ugly smile.

This made Jaime stunned for a moment, and let him smile at Filch, his tutoring was still good.

Then, Jaime quickly turned his head and told his companions about the incredible.

Filch felt even more confused, and even Jaime couldn't get him to get him to punish them.

Suddenly, a large hand patted him on the shoulder, and when he turned his head, it was Dumbledore.

"Come, Argus, have a drink, and don't be so depressed. Today is a good day, everyone has time to plan their holiday life, don't tie yourself to the castle......

In this way, Filch was inexplicably pulled up by Dumbledore, babbled over a lot of chicken soup, and drank several glasses of wine.

Filch, who returned to his seat, was a little dizzy.

Sensing that the four Gryffindor tricksters were looking at him, he smiled back.

Ignoring their astonishment, Filch raised his glass, sipping his drink and humming a tune.

"Argus, don't hum, it's ugly."

"Hey, okay, Madam Pomfrey."

The night went by.

Quietly, everyone's wardrobes were empty, and everything was packed into suitcases.

At the same time, the transcripts and notices were sent to everyone.

The notice reads, prohibiting them from using magic during the holidays.

But seeing this, William suddenly let out a wail, and Claude and Daniel were also unhappy.

How can there be a reason why people can't use magic after learning it!

Then everyone looked at the report card.

Undoubtedly, the first place in the first year was Ralph, who won the crown with an all-o result.

In the lower right corner of the o, the specific grades of these subjects are also written.

It's a bit of a pity that Ralph's History of Magic didn't reach a perfect score of 100, only 98.

He reminisced about it, as if he had confused the demon Emeric with the weirdo Yurik.

The roommates all felt sorry for him.

The other people's grades are also good, and they are all all O bottoms.

Claude received a perfect score in the history of magic, and Herb had a score of 99, just one point short of a perfect score.

William's score on the spell is good, with a score of 98, and if he doesn't forget the existence of the [Repair Charm], he is estimated to be able to add another 5 points.

Daniel's best score was Potions, perfect marks; Then there's History of Magic, 99 points.

Looking at the results card, Ralph and their dormitory easily occupied the top 10, and Ralph and Claude occupied the first and second positions.

Third is Barty Jr., whose only lag behind Ralph is the Potions score, but also has an O rating.

They found that the overall score difference between the top 30 was very small, and several scores overlapped.

But this is already the result of the professors' second marking.

The first time they marked the papers, they still maintained the idea of trying to give the students as much as possible.

….

When the scholarships are counted, there is a serious shortage of scholarship places.

For this reason, Professor McGonagall hurriedly called everyone and held a meeting to mark the test paper again.

They decided to use the theory test as a pulling point and to correct them with a rigorous attitude.

Without a long delay, Ralph and the others picked up their luggage and ran to the auditorium.

Everyone lined up and under the leadership of Hagrid, they walked towards the Black Lake.

There, they saw Professor Gradir, who had long since disappeared.

If it weren't for the professors' repeated announcements that Professor Gradir had just stepped down early, they would have thought he had an accident.

Professor Gladir submitted his resignation a month in advance.

Since then, it has been submitted under the pressure of Professor Flitwick, otherwise he intends to continue teaching.

After his resignation, Defence Against the Dark Arts classes were taken by the various deans in turn.

Sometimes, Madam Pomfrey would step in and give everyone magical healing.

To the astonishment of the professors, Madam Pomfrey seemed to have managed to educate herself on the medicine of the Muggle world.

And some of the more practical ones are taken out and taught to the students.

For these reasons, the Defence Against the Dark Arts exam is only a written exam and not practical.

The older students are used to it.

Riding the boat when they got up, everyone came to the station opposite.

Ralph boarded the Hogwarts Express and watched the scenery out the window fade into the distance.

Chatting

Some parting sorrows surround it.

Under the laughter, it seemed a little insignificant.

The train passed through Muggle towns.

The little wizards stripped off their wizard robes and changed into their own clothes.

Finally, the train stopped at platform nine and three-quarters of King's Cross Station.

Ralph and the others were not in a hurry, and waited in the car for a while before getting down.

A shriveled old man of the guard stood guard at the partition wall, allowing only two or three people to pass through at a time.

Because then there wouldn't be a whole bunch of people at the same time and get the attention of Muggles.

When the group came out, Ralph was surprised to find that Aberforth and Froome had come to pick him up.

And they dressed quite like Muggles.

At this time, I was chatting with the parents of several parents.

When they walked over, they found that their parents had gathered.

After receiving their children, several adults chatted with each other and then separated.

Soon, only Ralph and Aberforth and Froome remained.

I was still a little unaccustomed to it for a while.

"How are we going to leave? Do you drive?"

Ralph looked at them quizzically.

"Clever, Ralph."

Grandma Bonnie touched Ralph's head and smiled.

"You still drive?"

Ralph looked surprised.

"I won't, but Aberforth and Ambrosius will."

A few people walked and chatted until they came to the place where they parked.

Get in the car, Aberforth drives, and Ralph sits in the co-pilot.

Mr. and Mrs. Froome sat in the back.

They didn't go back right away, but went to the Ministry of Magic to visit Buchanan and send him something by the way.

….

During the drive, they asked about Ralph's results.

Ralph naturally told the truth, and everyone looked at Ralph with relief.

It seems that there was nothing wrong with their education as children.

In recent years, there have been only three children in Hogsmeade, Buchanan, Emily and Ralph.

Under their education method, the final grades are not bad.

At least they were never bullied at school, and no one dared to bully them.

Especially Emily, although she is so gentle and lovely in the Three Broomsticks Bar.

However, many old students know her horror.

Especially on the Quidditch pitch, as a batsman, she has the achievement of knocking a big hole in the audience at the Quidditch pitch.

Outside the Ministry of Magic, it was an old red telephone booth.

Ralph watched as they expertly dialed the ".

After explaining their intentions, the phone booth sank and they went straight to the Auror office.

As soon as they saw Buchanan, the Froomes embraced him.

Grandma Bonnie pulled Buchanan to look left and right, for fear that he would be hurt by something.

On one side, Aberforth and Ralph explained.

Recently, the self-proclaimed "Death Eaters" have become more and more rampant.

They violated the law of secrecy by attacking some Muggles on the edge of wizarding villages.

Some Muggles were tortured to the point of insanity and had to disappear forever from their original world.

Buchanan's team was sent out to investigate, and was attacked.

The newspapers reported only minor injuries, and the Froomes were relieved, so they came to take a look and gave them some armor they had made themselves.

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