Harry Potter: The Atypical Alchemist

Soon, Dumbledore arrived in the auditorium, and the noise gradually subsided.

"Another year has passed!" he said cheerfully. "Before you enjoy the delicious food, I must trouble you to listen to an old man's cliché.

"What a wonderful year it has been. Your little minds must be richer than before. There is a long holiday ahead. I hope you can make good use of this time and digest the knowledge in your heads... ..."

"Okay, okay." After finishing the usual admonishment, Dumbledore clapped his hands, "Now it's time to talk about the situation of the Academy Cup that you are most concerned about."

"As far as I know, the specific scores of each house are as follows: fourth place, Gryffindor, 312 points; third place, Hufflepuff, 352 points; Ravenclaw 433 points; Slytherin 472 points .”

The Slytherin table erupted in a thunderous roar of cheers and stomping of feet.

"Yes, yes, well done, Slytherin," said Dumbledore, "However, the last few events must also be taken into account."

After saying this, the auditorium fell silent instantly.

All the students pricked up their ears, and Hermione, who was originally depressed, sat up straight, stretched her neck and looked at Dumbledore.

"Ahem!" Dumbledore cleared his throat, "I still have some final points to distribute, let me see. By the way...

"First of all - Mr. Ron Weasley - he won the best game of chess that Hogwarts has seen in years, and for that I award fifty points to Gryffindor House."

The Gryffindor side burst into cheers that were enough to knock off the roof, and their prefect, another child of the Weasley family, even shouted proudly at Penello.

After they finally calmed down, Dumbledore continued:

"Second - Miss Hermione Granger. She faced the fire and calmly conducted logical reasoning. Fifty points from Gryffindor will be awarded."

Stone looked at Hermione and found that she had her face buried in her arms and her shoulders were swaying slightly.

He could understand why Hermione was crying.

It must be very gratifying to go through all kinds of obstacles under pressure and finally get the affirmation.

At this time, Penelo pushed Stone's shoulder:

"What, are you feeling distressed?"

"Huh? She got extra points. Why do I feel bad?"

"Ah!"

Dumbledore on the stage smiled and continued:

"Third - Harry Potter, he showed fearless courage and extraordinary courage. For this, I would like to award another sixty points to Gryffindor."

As soon as these words came out, the noise almost shook the ceiling.

Penello came close to Stone's ear and shouted:

"What's the situation now? Is Gryffindor and Slytherin evenly divided?"

"It seems so." Stone responded loudly, "They both have 472 points now!"

"What should I do?"

"Look!" Stone pointed at Dumbledore, "He doesn't seem to have finished speaking yet."

Sure enough, Dumbledore raised a hand. After the auditorium gradually became quiet, he smiled and said:

"There are many types of courage. To deal with the enemy, we need extraordinary courage, but to stand our ground in front of our friends also requires a lot of courage. Therefore, I will finally award ten points to Mr. Neville Longbottom."

The people on the Gryffindor side had jumped to their feet, and the cheers were getting louder and louder.

On the Ravenclaw side, Penello curled his lips and said dissatisfied:

"Didn't you also go to the forbidden area on the fourth floor? You also provided them with so many things, why didn't you get any extra points?"

"Haha -" Stone patted her back, calmed her down, and said, "Don't be angry. Strictly speaking, Harry and I are just doing business. The one who received the money will receive the money again." The points are a bit unreasonable.”

"That--"

"Okay, okay." Stone comforted: "Anyway, for you, it's enough that Slytherin didn't win the Academy Cup."

"It's not as good as if we won by ourselves." Penello curled his lips and said gloomily: "If I can add fifty points to you, the Academy Cup will be ours!"

"Look at the Slytherin side," Stone said.

Penello followed Stone's words and looked over.

The Slytherin student's face was livid, and he sat blankly in his seat, as if a full-body binding spell had been cast on him.

"Is there any problem?" Penello turned to look at Stone.

Stone blinked:

"Seeing their deflated expressions—does it make you feel better?"

"Puch -" Penello laughed, "Don't tell me, it's really much better."

"Yeah, right."

The thunderous cheers continued, and Dumbledore pointed the wand at his throat and shouted:

"This means we need to make some small changes to the decoration here."

After speaking, he raised his hands.

And just when he was about to clap, the door of the auditorium was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and a fat figure walked in.

Dumbledore stopped what he was doing, pushed up his glasses, and looked at the visitor. After seeing the man's identity, he asked:

"Minister Fudge, why are you here?"

"Yes, Mr. Dumbledore." Fudge walked towards the passage in the middle of the long table.

Then, he raised his right hand, and a trophy appeared on it.

"I know today is the day when Hogwarts announces the ownership of the House Cup." Fudge said, "I also know that the winner of the international cup can add fifty points to his house - am I not late?"

"Just in time, Minister," said Dumbledore.

"That's good." Fudge stood in front of the teacher's desk and searched the students for a while.

Soon, he waved to Stone:

"Come on, it's time to return the trophy that belongs to you."

"..."

With the support of the Ravenclaw students, Stone stood next to Fudge.

"Now, I'm going to award the trophy to you." Fudge held both ends of the handle with both hands and handed the trophy to Stone.

Then, he whispered: "One more thing, during your summer vacation..."

"I know this."

"Then you - do you want to accept the invitation from the Ministry of Magic?"

"..."

What do you mean, if you don’t accept the invitation, can you still take the trophy back?

Of course, Stone also knew that his guess was impossible. The trophy was handed over here, and Fudge would not let him get off the stage.

Therefore, it is more appropriate to say that it is bribery rather than a threat.

It's fun, using other people's things to buy other people.

So, Stone held the center of the handle with one hand and the base of the trophy with the other hand, and said in a low voice:

"Of course, I accept the invitation."