Hogwarts: I really don't want to be a wizard

Chapter 39 Academy Cup

"I still have some other points to distribute here," Dumbledore's words suddenly made all four houses worried.

The entire auditorium fell silent instantly. The Ravenclaw graduates clenched their fists tightly, and their palms were sweating nervously.

"The first item, Mr. Ron Weasley..."

Ron became excited all of a sudden, and his whole face flushed red, making people worried that he would not be able to breathe and faint.

"He won the most exciting game of wizard's chess at Hogwarts in many years, and I award Gryffindor fifty points for that."

Gryffindor cheers suddenly swept the entire auditorium, and Percy proudly introduced his brother to the other prefects, "Yes, this is my brother, the youngest brother."

The Weasley twins also looked proud without hitting Ron for the first time in a long time. They proudly stood on the stools and performed funny acrobatics.

As Dumbledore gave Gryffindor points, everyone in Ravenclaw became nervous except Gretel.

Although whoever ended Slytherin was happy, no one was willing to give up this honor.

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

There are many little snakes in Slytherin, but their eyeballs rolled at this moment.

Although it's a pity that they lost their re-elected Academy Cup.

However, it is undoubtedly more frustrating if someone loses something that is about to be in his pocket and within easy reach.

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

Even though Ravenclaw is among the other three houses, relatively speaking, the relationship with them is better.

Even Gryffindor was the worst of them.

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

The pain will not diminish, but once you compare it with something worse, you will feel that your pain is not unacceptable.

Our noble Slytherin is like this.

Gretel, who had always seemed to be staying out of the situation, was secretly making up conversations for the Slytherin snakes.

Compared to the excited Gryffindors, the nervous Ravenclaws, and the secretly encouraging Slytherins, the calmest ones were the melon-eating badgers who stayed out of the incident.

Their attention has been attracted by the fragrant ham, steak, and roast chicken in front of them, and they just want to end it quickly so that they can feast.

At the bottom, the little badgers don't care at all. They only care that the roast chicken in front of them can cool down slower, and it is best to keep their crispy skin for a while.

Gretel couldn't help but remain calm. After all, he had known that this would happen.

The persona of the Savior needs to be established, and it needs to be established many times and firmly.

In a wizarding world filled with willpower, it is imperative that the Savior fully trust himself.

The true savior is the one who completely believes in one’s own savior.

"The second item, Miss Hermione Granger, she faced the fire... For this, I will award fifty points to Gryffindor."

Hermione buried herself in her arms, and Miss Otter cried at the enthusiasm of the people around her.

She had never felt this kind of enthusiasm since entering Gryffindor.

Except for Harry and Ron, almost no one wants to play with her, even though she has lost her arrogance.

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

In Gryffindor's ecstatic eyes, in Slytherin's secret joy of extra points, in Ravenclaw's nervousness about to swallow his fist.

Dumbledore spoke again.

"The third item, Harry Potter...for his fearless courage and extraordinary courage..."

Gretel complained in his heart, he knew that Dumbledore wanted to show the specialness of the savior.

But there is no need to secretly add a loud-sounding curse to yourself, and deliberately slow down the tone. It is really biased. Hermione and Ron did not enjoy this treatment.

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

But at least one hundred should be added to the savior to catch up with Ravenclaw.

"For this, I would also like to award Gryffindor, sixty points."

???

Gretel was confused and didn't know what old man Dumbledore was playing.

Sixty points, even if you include the ten points planned for Neville, there is still a long way to go compared to their Ravenclaws. It can't end at the end.Even if you are selfish, you can't give Neville fifty points.

Gretel promised that if Dumbledore added fifty points to Neville, the entire auditorium would have to be blown up, and it would be blown up by everyone in the four houses, including Slytherin.

But obviously, no one realized the problem.

Ravenclaw was no longer nervous, Slytherin seemed to have been pulled out of the last life-saving straw, and the entire academy fell into a decadent atmosphere.

Only Gryffindor was still in high spirits.

For the first time in many years, they were on par with Slytherin. Dumbledore added a full 160 points to Gryffindor, which made their Academy Cup score soar to second place alongside Slytherin.

Everyone in Gryffindor looked at Dumbledore eagerly. They wanted Dumbledore to give them another point, just one.

As long as he can step on Slytherin's head, even if he doesn't win the Academy Cup in the end, it can be regarded as a double happiness.

On the contrary, Slytherin, who also realized this, finally became nervous, even more nervous than Ravenclaw before.

Losing the Academy Cup would have been a shame.

If they were stepped on by Gryffindor again, they wouldn't dare think about the misery they would face in the next year.

You will be humiliated, you will.

Just like when they humiliated Gryffindor.

All Slytherin students have never been as pious as they are now, praying to all the gods they can think of, no matter which religion or belief they are.

Don't give any more points, not even a single point. A tie is still acceptable, but being stepped on is absolutely unacceptable.

Unfortunately, Dumbledore appreciated Neville Longbottom's courage to stand up for himself, and gave him ten points, completely sinking Slytherin into the Black Lake.

With the cheers and stomping of Gryffindor exploding, Dumbledore announced the final House Cup: Ravenclaw.

This was completely beyond Gretel's expectations. Even when he saw a group of professors shaking hands with Dean Flitwick on the stage to celebrate, his face was filled with astonishment.

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

He didn't notice at all that a gleam flashed in the blue eyes under his glasses of an old man who had already started eating.

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

Anyway, Grete only vaguely remembered that he seemed to be dancing on the table with someone else in the end.

……

The next day, I woke up with the sun shining on my face.

Grete swore that as a research talent, he would never drink gold soda or pure wheat juice again.

As for everything that happened last night, it was all just a dream.

Suddenly idle, the entire Hogwarts fell into a lazy atmosphere.

Everyone was partying and having fun endlessly, even Slytherin who lost the House Cup.

Of course, during this period, Gryffindor's grimace was inevitable.

No matter where they meet, as long as Gryffindor shouts, 470 two, you can see Slytherin hiding his face and walking away.

Even on the day when the results came out, the Gryffindors were enjoying playing with this new thing.

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

Hermione, who was ranked No. 2 in her grade, clenched her fists hard and swore fiercely.

"Goodbye and have a nice holiday."

　There is one more chapter, it will be later. Dear book friends, go to bed early and read again tomorrow. Good night.
　　small theater

　　Harry (guilt): Was it because you got too close to me that Voldemort targeted you?

　　Gretel: Harry, you think too much. Unlike you, he just wants me to be a student.

　　Ron (rubbing his hands): Grete, although I don’t like you very much, I hope you are safe. If you are bored and need someone to talk to, you can write to me and I will drive my dad’s car to the school to play with you. .

　　Gretel (surprised): Okay, thank you Ron, I won’t take away Harry’s friendship, you are the best friends.
　　Hermione: Gretel, please be safe. Don’t be killed by the mysterious man before I surpass you.

　　Gretel (speechless):…

　　
　
(End of this chapter)