Days to grind friendship at Hogwarts

The game that determines the Quidditch Cup champion is finally over.

The little wizards dispersed with different moods.

The ones who were particularly excited were the Slytherin snakes.

In layman's terms, this is called the cooked duck flying.

However, after the dispute between the eagle and the snake on the last match day, they did not dare to make too much of a fuss. They just vented their anger and dispersed honestly.

As for the Gryffindor stands, when the whistle blew, there were only a few people left.

A group of little wizards waving red scarves rushed to the court immediately and cheered heartily.

As soon as Charlie landed, he was immediately surrounded by people and thrown high into the air.

The Sweeping Five Star, which has always been regarded as a treasure, has ended up somewhere.

He had no choice but to silently pray that it wouldn't be trampled, otherwise he would feel distressed for a long time.

The Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw audiences began to leave.

Qiu and Glenn walked side by side.

"How's Morgana doing over there? Are you feeling better?"

The girl asked softly with a hint of concern in her tone.

"well enough."

Glenn did not hesitate too much and decided to tell Morgana about her departure. After all, everyone would naturally find out when the next semester starts.

"She said that after the banquet is over tomorrow, she will transfer to Beauxbatons."

"Beauxbatons?" Qiu was stunned when he heard this, and asked doubtfully: "Why?"

Glenn hesitated for a moment, concealed the real reason, and just explained casually.

"I'm not sure, maybe it has something to do with Professor Rick."

Since the Christmas party, Qiu also probably knew about Morgana and Patricia's previous relationship.

The fact that Patricia was sent to Azkaban did not spread in the school.

In the entire Hogwarts Castle, only Dumbledore, Glenn and Morgana knew the truth.

As for the other young wizards, they all thought that their Defense Against the Dark Arts professor had to leave his teaching post because of temporary commitments.

Qiu's delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, as if she remembered something, and asked softly.

"Do you still remember Professor Rick's strange words in the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class..."

The girl said with some thought.

"Morgana and Professor Rick are together...will there really be no problem?"

Glenn was startled, a little surprised by Qiu's sensitivity.

"Probably..." Glenn said vaguely, "After all, Professor Rick has never done anything wrong since then..."

Qiu glanced at him in surprise, then turned back thoughtfully.

...

The last two days before the end of the semester were extremely short, as if they passed by in a flash.

Amid everyone's anticipation, the school year dinner finally arrived.

The style of the auditorium changed drastically, it was decorated with Slytherin's silver and green streamers, and a huge banner hung on the wall behind the teacher's chair.

On the banner, there is a snake representing Slytherin House, which looks lifelike.

Although Glenn's time travel allowed Ravenclaw to win a lot more points in the Academy Cup than in the same year in the original universe, it was still overwhelmed by Slytherin and missed out on the Academy Cup with a slight disadvantage.

When Glenn entered the auditorium, Dumbledore had already sat down at the teacher's table early, quietly waiting for the banquet to begin.

Seeing Glenn entering the door, he suddenly cast a glance.

As if aware of his gaze, Glenn raised his head and glanced at the teacher's desk.

Dumbledore suddenly narrowed his eyes and gave him a meaningful smile.

Glenn's heart skipped a beat, and he felt an ominous premonition.

There's something wrong with that smile.

The old fox must have been harboring some bad ideas.

He frowned and glanced doubtfully.

Dumbledore shook his head subtly to reassure him.

Of course Glenn wouldn't believe it so easily, but he couldn't ask directly, so he had to sit down at the long table first.

Seeing that no one was entering the auditorium one after another, Dumbledore stood up and gently pressed his palms.

The auditorium quickly fell silent, and the little wizards looked at the principal honestly, waiting for him to speak.

"Although I know that everyone would rather start enjoying a sumptuous banquet dinner early than listen to the platitudes of a bad old man like me."

He smiled and winked and said in a humorous tone.

"However, we still have to have some necessary procedures and need to go through them first."

The little wizards nodded in unison and laughed kindly.

"Of course, the most important thing is the Academy Cup award ceremony."

His eyes glanced at the long Slytherin table. There were bursts of cheers there. Although they lost the Quidditch Cup, the more important Academy Cup was still in their hands.

This is the sixth time in a row that they have won the highest intercollegiate honor.

Marcus Flint, who was suspected of having troll blood, was raising his head and shouting, venting his frustration at not winning the Quidditch Cup.

That look really makes people think the rumors are true.

Dumbledore waited until the cheers subsided, looked back at the huge magic hourglass, and read out the scores of each house.

"Fourth place, Hufflepuff, 403 points; third place, Gryffindor, 432 points; second place, Ravenclaw, 456 points; first place

Name, Slytherin, four hundred and sixty-two points."

The cheers that had just quieted down began again, attracting dissatisfied looks from several other colleges.

Professor Snape still had a straight face, but it could be seen that there was a hint of pride in it.

"but..."

The old voice sounded again suddenly.

Glenn immediately understood his intention and couldn't help but slap his forehead.

Why does this old fox love to play reversal...

Don’t you know this thing is very hate-inducing?

As he spoke, the noise on the Slytherin table gradually subsided, and everyone looked at him in confusion.

"During this year, there was someone who silently contributed without anyone knowing and saved an undercurrent of crisis."

He straightened his expression and spoke loudly.

"I won't elaborate on the specific situation here, but I think it is worth encouraging."

After hearing his words, there were gasps from the long table where they were chatting and laughing earlier.

"Miss Morgana Arthur. In this crisis, she showed extraordinary courage and firm will. For this, I would like to award Gryffindor ten points."

He waved his hand gently, and the gems in the huge hourglass changed instantly.

Only ten...

Even so, Gryffindor's score is still far behind.

The Slytherin snakes collectively breathed a sigh of relief and finally felt relieved.

However, Dumbledore spoke again.

"Mr. Glenn Ollivander..."

Sure enough, it's still here...

"With his amazing wisdom, meticulous observation, and selfless dedication. For this, I will give Ravenclaw ten points..."

Glenn felt the murderous gaze from the table next door, his face filled with despair.