Hufflepuff never works overtime

"Pfft, Hermione also looks very unconvinced."

Faise watched the other party's brows slightly raised and the corners of the mouth drooping, and his hands clapped for a while, and she knew that the little lion, who had a strong desire to win, was really offended.

"Can you take your eyes back a little bit, Miss Orest?" Miriam, who was opposite her, said jokingly, "Those who didn't know thought Granger was sitting across from you. Is it a meerkat?"

"I'm sorry..." Faise blushed suddenly after being punctured, she immediately looked back,

But he didn't dare to look at the two friends on the opposite side, for fear of seeing their teasing eyes, he just lowered his head and kept pretending to wipe his glasses.

"At the top of the list is Slytherin House with a total score of 472."

Cheers immediately sounded from the farthest table, and there was no shortage of people applauding in the well-connected Badger Court. Maybe they didn't care who won the championship, but just wanted to celebrate together.

"Very good, Slytherin, good job," after Dumbledore said, the auditorium that had just boiled quickly fell silent again, and the eyes of the students focused on him again.

Mr. Principal slowly raised a finger and said with a smile on his face, "However, recent events must also be taken into consideration. I still have some final points to reward..."

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The author's words:

The title expresses sympathy for the snakes who have encountered the biggest shady scene in history

Anyway, it has nothing to do with the badger who is the first︿(￣︶￣)︿

Chapter 76 Completion of first year

"Miss Hermione Granger, when others were in danger, she calmly and skillfully used her wit, and awarded 50 points..."

"I heard that right, 50 points! It's just one person!"

Tarsila clapped her hands red with excitement, and when most people turned their attention to the red-haired boy, she quickly shook Faise beside her who had been in a daze.

"Great, I just said that they will definitely be rewarded for doing such a great thing!"

For Tarsila, who has been living in the wizarding world, she knows better what it means to prevent the resurrection of the mysterious man. These days, the increasing number of Harry admirers in the school also has her handwriting.

"They have added 160 points! Shouldn't it be No.1 now?"

"No," Faith fixed her eyes on Principal Dumbledore, and she felt her heart was tightly grasped in her hands, "Right now, Gryffindor and Slytherin are just equal, they Both are 472 points."

"It's not unacceptable to be the first together..." Tarsila's expression looked a little regretful. She thought she would be able to stage a good reversal, but her friend's academy was already very happy to tie the score.

Faith's heart is very complicated now, and she kept comforting herself that it would be good to get a tie, which proves that what they did was worthwhile and was recognized by teachers and classmates.

But there was another small whisper that couldn't help but pop up in my heart, why didn't Mr. Principal give me an extra point?

She had never cared so much about the victory or defeat of her own academy, but at this moment, Faise only hoped that the cheers of victory would ring out for her friends in this auditorium.

They are worthy of this honor, they have done something that other students can never do!

"Not necessarily, look! Mr. Principal still has something to say." Milian clenched her fists, and she noticed that Principal Dumbledore spoke again.

"In the end, it takes courage to stand up against the enemy, but it takes more courage to stand firm in front of friends. I award 10 points to Mr. Neville Longbottom..."

Neville Longbottom was an unexpected name compared to the previous three, and even the boy whose face hadn't faded from the baby fat didn't realize it himself.

Even those who have attended classes with Neville in other colleges, the first reaction is mostly surprise, let alone those who don't know him.

Only the people around Neville immediately gave applause of approval and encouragement. At this moment, the boy who seemed to be out of tune with Gryffindor was finally accepted by his companions.

"Are they number one?"

Tarsila's tone was still unbelievable. In just a few words, Gryffindor achieved a reversal from the last place to No.1.

"En!" Faith nodded vigorously. Like other students, she cast her eyes on the smiling principal at the guest-of-honor stage.

"If my calculations are correct, I think the decor needs to be changed,"

Dumbledore clapped his hands, and the green flag was replaced by a red flag in an instant, and the golden lion showed its majesty above.

"Gryffindor won the House Cup!"

"yeah!"

The cheers burst out almost impatiently, and all the people who were looking forward to this moment expressed their inner excitement in different ways.

The black top hats were continuously thrown into the air, and then slowly fell down. The students used this gesture to congratulate the heroes for getting the honor they deserved.

The applause and cheers never stopped, and even Professor McGonagall, who has always been prudent, couldn't help but roll her eyes. She looked at Professor Snape at the side and said comfortingly.

"Sorry, the students in our house are a little too excited, I hope the Slytherin children will not be too disappointed."

"Yes."

This echo seemed to be squeezed out between his teeth. Professor Snape's face was almost as black as his robe, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the boy surrounded by him.

Food quietly appeared on the long table, but high emotions spread among the Gryffindors. They were too busy expressing congratulations to Harry to devote time to savoring the feast.

Hufflepuffs enjoyed the festivities too, with no one in the mourning of missing out on the top three - maybe not reacting at all, they were either enjoying the food or mingling straight into the Gryffindor celebrations among the ranks.

"Hahahahahahaha, have you seen how ugly Slytherin's expression is?" Tarsila smirked in Miriam's ear.

On weekdays, she was the one who was teased the most by Slytherin in class. Although there were many people she knew there, Tusila still couldn't like their putting on airs.

"Great, now Hermione and the others can be said to be showing off. I don't know if I will ask her to sign a few autographs for me now. Will the price increase in the future?"

Miriam would never guess what other evil ideas were in Tarsila's mind, but in such a cheerful environment, she was not prepared to pour cold water on the other party, "Yeah, they really did something big this time. "

She watched with great interest as several excited Gryffindors danced on the bench, and Harry was even lifted into the air.

"Hermione should be very happy now, shouldn't she, Faise?"

Tarsila subconsciously asked the opinion of the 'Granger's exclusive observer', but never got a reply from the other party.

She turned her head curiously, but found that the seat opposite was already empty.

"She slipped by a long time ago, you can't expect Faise to sit still in such a situation." Miriam shook her head helplessly.

The golden figure finally found its target in the surging crowd—Hermione was surrounded by the crowd, and people around her were constantly expressing congratulations and admiration to her.

Stepping forward to pat the other party's shoulder, Faise gave Hermione a big hug with surprise on her face. The joy in her tone couldn't be hidden at all, "Congratulations, you won the championship for Gryffindor!"

Feeling the other party's hands holding her tighter, before she could react, her feet were off the ground.

Faith was embraced by the excited little lion. She wrapped her hands around the back of the other's neck uneasily, and noticed that the eyes of the surroundings began to gather in their direction, so she quickly patted the other's hand.

"My God Hermione, put me down!"

Smelling the pleasant fragrance in the other party's hair, Faise felt as if her heart skipped a beat, and she didn't know whether it was because of the other party's sudden action, or just being happy that Hermione got what she wanted.

"I'm sorry, I'm so excited all of a sudden."

Hermione quickly calmed down from the hot behavior, and noticed that Faise's ears were so red that they could bleed, and she put her down before she had time to sigh the other party's light weight.

Both feet were back on the ground, and Faith was relieved by the down-to-earth feeling, and she patted the other person on the back.

"It's okay, this is all the honor you deserve."

The little lion's smile looked very satisfied, she held the other's hand tightly, her brown eyes were shining brightly, "What about you? Will you be proud of me?"

Faith couldn't help being stunned for a moment, the truth of this answer in her heart was obvious, but since the other party asked, although she was a little shy, she didn't intend to hide it.

The different courtyard emblems are close to each other's heart, and the tightly embracing bodies make it almost impossible for her to tell which person is the source of the pounding heartbeat, and the cheers in her ears can't cover up her answer .

"of course."

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The author's words:

Thank you very much for your enthusiastic support. I thought there would not be many additions, but I didn’t expect that there were already a considerable number on the first day ╰(*°▽°*)╯

Because many friends have already voted for monthly and recommendation tickets after the New Year's event was released last night, so the part of last night is also counted!

Monthly ticket start: 215; recommendation ticket start: 5211

Thank you neptuneZ for your reward. On the first day, there are already two updates owed, and the second school year is about to start!

Back room

Chapter 77 Summer Vacation

Summer vacation, for any junior Hogwarts student, should be a time of enjoyment.

They have very little homework and no pressure to cope with exams, so they have a lot of time to do what they want to do.

The same is true for Faise. Although she can't compare with Hermione who has a complete life plan every day, she also tries her best to make every day of her life without regrets.

That's why she didn't put down the book in her hand until the first ray of sunshine in the morning fell into the bedroom, and fell asleep in the aftertaste and imagination.

We all know that after a busy day, the time in bed at night seems to be stolen, which is why there are people who stay up late.

Of course, Miss Orest didn't have anything to be busy with. The reason why she stayed up late was simply because Hermione didn't come to find her out this week.

Losing the only reason for her to adjust the jet lag, Faise completely lived a life upside down day and night.

If she doesn't stay up for a while every night, she seems to be at a loss. This kind of mentality has caused her life rhythm to be closer to the schedule of sniffing.

The sleeping person rubbed the pillow under his body with a happy expression, his long blond hair was scattered behind him, and a few strands of it hung mischievously on the side of his face.

The heavy curtains blocked the rare sunlight outside the house, and it was impossible to tell that the time was approaching noon in the dim interior.

"dong dong dong"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the bedroom door.

Lying on the bed, Faise still had her eyes tightly closed, but the eyebrows on her forehead slowly frowned, and she unconsciously let out a murmur.

The people outside found their knocks ignored and rang out again relentlessly.

"dong dong dong"

Faith turned over a little irritatedly, the sound of knocking on the door seemed to be that someone used her little head as a wooden fish, the grotesque dream was broken, and she briefly returned to reality.

Disturbing someone's lucid dream is a very immoral thing. The tired body and sore eyes reminded Faise that it was not long before she fell asleep.

She didn't choose to talk to the people outside the door, her body was stuck in the big soft bed and she couldn't move. She felt sleepy like a cat stealing her heart and kept teasing her, making Faise willing to continue to sink.

"Squeak-"

Realizing that knocking on the door didn't seem to be very effective, the bedroom door was gently opened, and rustling sounds resounded in the room.

"Little master, please wake up."

The elf's obsequious voice came from the door, and Faise directly covered her head with the quilt, trying to isolate the noise from the outside world, and murmured with unknown meaning.

Since the brain of a sleeping person is out of control, even she herself does not know what she is talking about.

The room fell into silence for a short while, Faise thought that the other party had given up on the evil intention of waking her up, so she relaxed her shoulders, preparing to continue falling asleep.

While the rabbi hesitated to speak, a cautious figure walked slowly from the door to Faise's bedside.

She first looked at the obsessive large glutinous rice dumpling, shook her head helplessly, and then stretched out her tender little hand to rest on the bulge of the bed.

The body was shaken slightly, and a familiar voice rang in her ears, "Face, wake up quickly, the owl came to deliver a message to us this morning."

owl?letter?

Faise, who was half asleep and half awake, couldn't understand what the other party was saying. She just replied instinctively, "That's great, Hermione... remember to reply to it... good night..."

Wait, Hermione?

Gradually waking up consciousness is like turning on an old-fashioned computer with too many programs. In the pitch-black world, Faise barely realized that something was wrong.

Shouldn't she be sleeping in her own bed?Could it be that the voice just now was his own dream?

Curiosity and rationality controlled her eyelids to slowly open, and her little golden head poked out from under the quilt.

The curtains had been pulled back at some point, and the dazzling sunlight poured into the room. Faith squinted her eyes a little uncomfortably, and it took her a while to see the scene in front of her clearly.

The little lion wearing a blue sweater was sitting by the bed, and found that he finally woke up, his brown eyes were full of smiles, "Are you up?"

Ah... really Hermione...

"Why did you come here suddenly?" Gradually regaining her senses, Faise realized that she hadn't washed up yet, and she slowly moved the quilt up a little more, covering most of her face, only showing her still pair of quilts. With sleepy eyes.

"what time is it now?"