Hogwarts Melting Ice Journey

Final exams last five days, and students don't know their results until near the end of the second week of June. At this time, students were gathering around the bulletin board, looking for their names on the transcripts that had just been posted. By the way, this year's Quidditch champion belongs to Slytherin.

Stephen suddenly remembered that Slytherin seemed to have only won the championship 7 times in a row. In this way, his calculation seemed to have been reduced a lot.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a gamble anyway, just for fun." Stephen looked for his name on the transcript, "Maybe the way of announcing the results needs to be changed, otherwise it will be a big blow to the poor students. "

He looked for his name from the very beginning, and he was slightly surprised for a moment by the person at the top of the list, Merula Snyder, who got six o's. Rowan was a little bad in Transfiguration and was given an E by the strict Professor McGonagall, so he only got 6 O's.

Stephen looked down. Petunia was ranked third, Ben was ranked fourth, and he was ranked fifth. Snape gave him an E rating, while the first four people were all O.

This was a situation he didn't expect. The first four were all related to him, and the last three of them even took a boat with him.

From time to time, there were some small exclamations from the students, and of course there were also some regretful sighs. Stephen just shook his head slightly and walked out of the crowd with Rowan next to him.

"By the way, Stephen." The two were about to enter the restaurant when Rowan suddenly remembered something, "Have you looked at Martin's ranking?"

"Emmm, it seems, no." Stephen recalled it and found that he had forgotten about Martin again, "But I think it shouldn't be bad. I think he should be at the front. Rowan, don't forget It’s our bet.”

"Of course not." Rowan grinned, "I have a good memory."

"Honestly, don't you feel a little lost?"

"Why do I feel lost?" Rowan asked with some confusion, "Oh, I understand, Stephen, grades are not the only criterion for evaluating what you have learned, and they will never be."

Stephen smiled, and seeing that Rowan was not depressed about this, he nodded, "You're right."

The dining hall at Hogwarts is used as the Great Hall at certain times, such as during the current year-end banquet. Stephen and Rowan arrived relatively early, and there were not many people in the restaurant at this time.

After almost ten minutes, the number of people in the restaurant gradually increased. When everyone was almost there, Dumbledore and the professors walked into the restaurant one after another. Following their footsteps, the restaurant was also decorated with the yellow color representing Hufflepuff. It was decorated in black, and a huge banner depicting the Hufflepuff Badger also appeared on the wall behind the guest seat.

The noise in the Great Hall gradually died down, but Stephen could vaguely hear excited whispers coming from the Hufflepuff table.

"Another year has passed," Dumbledore said happily, looking at the students at the desks of each house, "but before enjoying these delicious dishes, I must trouble everyone to listen to an old man's cliche."

"A lot has certainly happened this year. As you know, You-Know-Who, also known as Lord Voldemort, has been defeated by the Boy-Who-Lived. That means your summer vacation will be as safe as possible, and I think you'll have a Have a happy and fulfilling summer vacation.”

Dumbledore paused and continued: "Of course, don't forget to review what you have learned. Of course, the most important thing is that we have to announce the scores of each college, although as you can see In this way, it is clear that this year’s champion is”

"Hufflepuff"

The excited little badgers in the audience shouted loudly.

Dumbledore smiled and waved his hand to signal them to be quiet, "Now let me announce the specific scores of each house: fourth place, Gryffindor, 321 points; third place, Slytherin, 400 points Twenty-five points; Ravenclaw, four hundred and twenty-six points, Hufflepuff, four hundred and twenty-seven points."

Stephen was a little curious. There were not three Daredevils in Gryffindor this year, maybe only two, so why the score was still so low, and why the scores of the other three houses were so close. Rowan turned back and smiled at Stephen, with a hint of reminder in his eyes.

"I think some of you may have some questions about this." Dumbledore seemed to see through Stephen's thoughts. He knocked on the table gently, suppressing all the doubts in his heart, "I think the deans have some questions about this." This score is recognized, so you don’t need to question its authenticity.”

Several deans nodded in a way that the students could see, expressing their agreement with what Dumbledore said.

"I think Gryffindor students also know what happened, so please don't ask any more questions about this." Dumbledore did not explain why Gryffindor's score was so low. He pressed down forcefully. All objections were answered, "You can enjoy your last dinner at school this semester."

Stephen and Rowan looked at each other with a sense of exploration in their eyes, but they were not too curious. After all, eating is the most important thing.

After the dinner, Rowan and Stephen walked out of the restaurant together.

"Stephen burped" Rowan burped, interrupting what he was about to say.

"I think it's better not to inquire about this matter." Stephen waved his hand, "There is no need to bother."

Rowan thought for a few seconds, nodded, and turned to another topic, "Remember our bet."

"Of course, I will." Stephen said with a smile, "But I'm afraid I have to give it to you in person next semester."

"It doesn't matter how long you give it to me, as long as you give it to me." Rowan said, stroking his somewhat bloated belly.

Early the next morning, everyone's luggage seemed to be suddenly packed into their own suitcases, and notices were sent to every student, warning them not to use magic during the holidays.

Hagrid was responsible for leading them aboard the fleet of boats crossing the lake. Now, they have boarded the Hogwarts Express, chatting and laughing all the way, watching the countryside outside the window becoming more and more green and tidy. Stephen, Rowan and Martin were sitting in a box, discussing something with great interest.

The train passed through Muggle towns, and after a long time it stopped at platform 943 of King's Cross Station.

"Martin." Stephen walked out of the platform and stopped Martin who was about to cross the wall. "I haven't asked you about your grades yet."

"Please, shouldn't you ask me why I don't live on campus?" Martin turned back to look at Stephen, "Okay, I'm two below you, and the one below you is a Gryffindor student named Redbeak."

"I think you don't mind"

"No, I mind." Martin smiled, he turned his head and pushed the suitcase through the wall, "See you next semester, Stephen."

"Goodbye, Martin."

Stephen and Rowan walked through the wall one after another. Tony and his wife had been waiting for him outside for a long time.

"Have a nice holiday, Martin."

"You too, Stephen." The two said goodbye to each other with a smile. At this point, the story of the first semester is over.