"I've got some other points to assign here," Dumbledore's words made all four houses feel distracted.

The entire auditorium fell silent in an instant, and the Ravenclaw graduates clenched their fists tightly, their nervous palms sweating.

"Number one, Mr. Ron Weasley......"

Ron suddenly became excited, and his whole face turned red, and people couldn't help but worry that he would faint out of breath.

"He won one of Hogwarts' best games of wizarding chess in years, and I'll reward Gryffindor with fifty points for it."

Gryffindor's cheers swept through the auditorium, and Percy proudly introduced his brother to the other prefects, "Yes, this is my brother, the youngest brother. ”

The Weasley twins also didn't hit Ron for the first time in a long time, and they were equally proud, and they proudly stood on the stool and played acrobatics funny.

With Dumbledore adding points to Gryffindor, all Ravenclaws became nervous except for Gretel.

While it was a pleasure to see who had finished Slytherin, no one was willing to give up the honor.

Especially watching the cooked duck fly away, it's really painful.

There were a lot of little snakes in Slytherin, but their eyes rolled at this time.

Although it is a bit of a pity that they lost the Academy Cup.

However, it is undoubtedly even more frustrating if someone loses something that is about to be pocketed and has at their fingertips.

Even at this time, many little snakes were already chanting in their hearts, Dumbledore, well done, add more points, add more.

Even if Ravenclaw is the other three colleges, it is relatively better to have a better relationship with them.

Even if Gryffindor is the least against them.

It doesn't matter, they just want to see someone miss out on something at their fingertips.

The pain will not be reduced, but once compared with the worse one, it is not unacceptable to feel that the pain is not unacceptable.

Our noble Slytherin is like this.

Gretel, who has always seemed to be out of the way, secretly makes up the conversation for the Slytherin snakes in his heart.

Compared with the excited Gryffindor, the nervous Ravenclaw, and the secretly cheering Slytherin, the most calm are the melon-eating badgers who stay out of the way.

Their attention was drawn to the smell of ham, steak, and roast chicken in front of them, and they just wanted to finish it quickly so that they could feast on it.

At the bottom, the little badgers don't care at all, they only care that the roast chicken in front of them can be cold and slow, and it is best to keep their crispy state for a little longer.

Gretel couldn't help but be calm, after all, he knew that this would happen.

The savior's personality is to be established, and to be more and more stable.

In the wizarding world, which is full of willpower, it is necessary to make the savior fully believe in himself.

A savior who fully believes in himself is the true savior.

"The second item, Miss Hermione Granger, is facing the flames...... For this, I would like to reward Gryffindor with fifty points. ”

Hermione buried herself in the crook of her arm, and Miss Otter cried at the enthusiasm of those around her.

She hadn't felt this enthusiasm since she entered Gryffindor.

Aside from Harry and Ron, almost no one wanted to play with her, even if she was no longer arrogant.

But at this moment, everything was relieved, and the people around her hugged her, giving her the warmth she deserved.

In Gryffindor's ecstatic eyes, in Slytherin's secret joy when the extra points came more enthusiastically, when Ravenclaw nervously tried to swallow his fist.

Dumbledore spoke again.

"The third one, Harry Potter...... For his fearless courage and extraordinary courage......"

Glitter complained in his heart that he knew that Dumbledore was there to show the savior's specialness.

But there's no need to secretly add a loud spell to yourself, and deliberately slow down your tone, really, eccentricity is home, Hermione and Ron didn't enjoy this treatment.

He didn't know how many points Dumbledore was going to give Gryffindor.

But at least a hundred more must be added to the savior to catch up with Ravenclaw's tail.

"For that, I'm going to give Gryffindor a reward, sixty points."

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Glitter was in a daze, not knowing what Old Man Dumbledore was playing.

Sixty points, even if you count the ten points that are prepared for Neville, there is still a big gap between them and their Ravenclaw, and they can't end up in a hurry.

Even if you are selfish, you can't add 50 points to Neville.

Glitter assured that if Dumbledore gave Neville fifty points, the entire Great Hall would have to be blown up, by all four houses, including Slytherin.

But apparently, no one is aware of the problem.

Ravenclaw was no longer nervous, Slytherin seemed to have been sucked away from the last straw, and the whole house fell into an atmosphere of depression.

Only Gryffindor was still in high spirits.

For the first time in many years, they were neck and neck with Slytherin, and Dumbledore added a full 160 points to Gryffindor, which made their House Cup points soar to second alongside Slytherin.

Everyone in Gryffindor looked at Dumbledore with blank eyes, and they wanted Dumbledore to add one more point to them, just one more.

As long as you can step on Slytherin's head, even if you don't get the House Cup in the end, it can be regarded as a double happiness.

On the contrary, Slytherin, who was also aware of this, finally became nervous, even more nervous than the previous Ravenclaw.

Losing the House Cup would have been a shame.

If they were stepped on by Gryffindor again, they would not dare to think about facing the tragic situation of Gryffindor in the next year.

It's going to be humiliated, it's going to be.

Just as they humiliated Gryffindor.

There has never been a moment when all the students of Slytherin have been so devout as they are now, praying to every god they can think of, regardless of religion or faith.

Don't add any more points, don't want a point, the tie may still be acceptable, and it is absolutely impossible to be stepped on.

Unfortunately, Dumbledore admired Neville Longbottom's courage to assert himself, and sent ten points that completely sank Slytherin into the Black Lake.

Accompanied by cheers and stomping of Gryffindor's explosions, Dumbledore announced the final House Cup: Ravenclaw.

This was completely unexpected, and even when he saw a group of professors on the stage shaking hands with Dean Flitwick in celebration, his face was filled with astonishment.

So much so that when he was pulled up and jumped up by Terry to celebrate, he looked like a brainless doll.

Without noticing the blue eyes of an old man who had already begun to eat, a glint flashed in his blue eyes under his glasses.

I don't know which senior, after the professor left, he took out the pure wheat juice he brought back from Hogsmeade behind the professor's back.

Anyway, Glitter only vaguely remembers that he ended up dancing with someone else standing on the table.

……

The next day, after being awakened by the sun shining on his face.

Glitter swears that he, as a research-oriented talent, will never drink any golden soda, jung malt juice again.

As for what happened last night, it was all a dream.

Suddenly idle, the whole of Hogwarts fell into a lazy atmosphere.

Everyone was partying and joking endlessly, even Slytherin, who had lost the House Cup.

Of course, in the meantime, Gryffindor's grimace is indispensable.

Wherever they met, as long as Gryffindor shouted, four hundred and seventy-two, he could see Slytherin hiding his face and leaving.

Even on the day the results were announced, the Gryffindors were enjoying the novelty.

"Gretel, next school year, I will definitely surpass you."

Hermione, who won the second place in the class, squeezed her fist hard and swore fiercely.

"Goodbye and have a great holiday."