bacchusnovels Chapter 83 Year-End Dinner
Chapter 83 Year-End Dinner
Dumbledore smiled and continued, "...He successfully won the most brilliant game of chess at Hogwarts in many years, and for that I have decided to add fifty points to Gryffindor's score."
Before the words were even finished, the students of Gryffindor erupted in a deafening cheer, so loud it nearly lifted the enchanted ceiling, and even the stars decorating their heads seemed to tremble slightly in the fervor.
At this moment, you could clearly hear Percy proudly boasting to the other prefects, "That's my brother, you know! My youngest brother! He successfully navigated the giant chessboard puzzle set up by Professor McGonagall!"
Sean nodded silently to himself.
Indeed, Ron's performance was more than enough to earn him the fifty-point bonus.
Not everyone can remain calm in such a situation and be willing to sacrifice their own life so that their companions can continue on their way.
He deserves those 50 points.
After a period of noise and jubilation, the scene finally returned to calm.
Dumbledore smiled slightly and spoke again: "Secondly, Miss Hermione Granger... In the face of raging flames, she demonstrated unparalleled courage and wisdom with her calm mind and outstanding logical reasoning. Therefore, I will add another fifty points to Gryffindor House."
After hearing this, Hermione shyly buried her face in her arms, and Sean guessed that she might have cried tears of joy.
Meanwhile, the Gryffindor students around them were overjoyed. They cheered and jumped around the table—their house score had increased by a full hundred points!
Sean unconsciously clapped his hands in the main seat.
For a little witch to dare to act in such a gloomy castle in the middle of the night is already commendable and deserves an extra fifty points. What's more, she was able to think rationally and effortlessly break through the obstacles set by Snape. If he were Dumbledore, he would give Hermione an extra one hundred points, no, a full two hundred points!
"Third—Harry Potter…" Dumbledore said.
The auditorium fell silent, and Sean lowered his clapping hand.
"...He displayed great courage and extraordinary bravery, for which I will award Gryffindor sixty points."
Hearing the expected words, Sean shook his head inwardly.
If we take his words as an example, Dumbledore is indeed getting old and has lost his ability to judge character.
How could Harry possibly compare to Hismione? He's actually ten points ahead of Hermione!
It's simply unbelievable.
He picked up the small notebook he had just placed on the table and began to write:
Hermione, 10/10.
If he's lucky enough to teach at Hogwarts again next semester, he'll definitely help Hermione get those ten points back.
His Hermione was never inferior to anyone in her life!
At the same time, the noise was deafening.
Those students who were shouting until their voices were hoarse while still mentally calculating their scores knew that Gryffindor now had 472 points—the exact same as Slytherin's. They were closing in on the House Cup title—if only Dumbledore had awarded Harry an extra point.
Dumbledore raised a hand. The Great Hall gradually quieted down again.
"There are many kinds of courage," Dumbledore said with a smile. "It takes superhuman courage to deal with enemies, and it also takes great courage to stand up for your friends. Therefore, I award Mr. Neville Longbottom ten points in the end."
When he got to this point, Sean stood up and applauded Neville. What attracted him most at that moment was not Neville's shocked expression, but Malfoy's appearance.
He looked as if he had been subjected to a spell that bound his entire body.
If someone were standing outside the Great Hall right now, they might think there had been an explosion, as cheers from the Gryffindor tables were rising in waves.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione stood up and cheered loudly. Neville was so surprised that his face turned pale, and he was immediately overwhelmed by the crowd that rushed up to hug him.
He has never won a single point for Gryffindor!
"This means," Dumbledore raised his voice to drown out the thunderous cheers and applause—even the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff students were celebrating Slytherin's unexpected defeat—"that we need to adjust the decor here a little."
He clapped his hands, and instantly the green hanging ribbons turned bright red, and the silver decorations turned gold; the huge Slytherin snake vanished, replaced by a majestic Gryffindor lion.
Sean saw Snape shaking hands with Professor McGonagall, forcing an awkward smile.
So he somehow found an old-fashioned camera just like Colin's, quietly walked to the side of the two of them, and, facing Snape's murderous gaze, recorded this beautiful moment forever.
Soon, the banquet moved on to Sean's favorite part—enjoying the food.
He looked around and saw that the exquisite dining table was filled with all kinds of delicious food, the aroma of which made his mouth water.
Sean's taste buds seemed to be fully awakened at that moment, and he couldn't wait to pick up his knife and fork.
First, his eyes were drawn to a plate of brightly colored lobsters.
The lobster was skillfully prepared into a delicious dish, its color, aroma, and flavor alluring. Sean didn't hesitate to fork up a lobster, take a small bite, and the exquisite taste instantly filled his mouth. He couldn't help but close his eyes, savoring it slowly...
After the dinner, having eaten and drunk his fill, he returned to his office with Tonks...
Perhaps it's because women in love have negative IQs, perhaps it's because Tonks' strength has increased too quickly, perhaps it's because she's gotten used to his "special" way of educating her after repeated exposure, or perhaps it's because his brainwashing plan was very successful.
In short, Tonks has become a little different lately...