The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

Jon may never remember how he spent the days after his first-year final exams.

The whole person has been crying and mournful, and is always in a mood of unrequited love.

There are only some strange thoughts in my mind:

"Why is that?"

"Be it the basilisk, the Horcrux, or the Occlumency, I clearly prepared it first!"

"Why is there such a terrifying creature as Boggart..."

So much so that Astoria once thought that Jon was ill and took him to the school hospital abruptly.

"Mr. Hart was just a little frightened!" Madam Pomfrey carefully checked and said truthfully, "Just like you, Miss Greengrass... Fortunately, the potion prepared last time has not been used yet. Finish……"

After drinking half a bottle of that odd-smelling, pale-blue potion, Madam Pomfrey forced him to stay in the school hospital for another night before letting him leave.

Back in the Hufflepuff common room, Jon got a piece of news: Gryffindor beat Ravenclaw by a narrow 270-240 in the first game of the final Quidditch match.

Among the four teams, only Gryffindor and Hufflepuff have won two games, and Hufflepuff's score difference is more than 900 points higher than Gryffindor.

This means that as long as Hufflepuff doesn't lose 900 points in the final round to a desperate Slytherin, he can win the Quidditch Cup.

Sure enough, in the Hufflepuff game against Slytherin, seven of Hufflepuff's players, with a Buddhist attitude, sat and watched Slytherin score 16 Quaffles in a row... and then Cedric Die. Gorey took the Snitch under Draco Malfoy's ass.

In the end, Hufflepuff lost to Slytherin 150:160.

This allowed Slytherin to avoid the embarrassing record of losing all three battles, and also allowed Hufflepuff to regain the Quidditch Cup after 13 years.

...

Three days after the last exam, Jon followed a group of Hufflepuff students into the auditorium for the year-end banquet.

The auditorium had already been decorated in green and silver for Slytherin to celebrate their seventh House Cup victory in eight years; on the wall behind the podium, a huge banner with a painted Slytherin snake hung.

The students and teachers arrived one after the other, and the entire auditorium was crowded with people.

After seeing that people were basically due, Headmaster Albus Dumbledore stood up, raised his hands, and motioned for everyone to be quiet.

The auditorium quickly fell silent.

"Before enjoying these delicious delicacies, I must ask everyone to listen to the clichés of an old man." Professor Dumbledore said gently: "What a wonderful year! Your little brains must be richer than in the past. Some, the whole summer vacation is waiting for you, so that you can digest those things well before the next semester starts, so that you can free up your mind..."

"Now, as far as I know, we must first have the House Cup award ceremony, and the specific points for each house are as follows: fourth place, Gryffindor, 412 points; third place, Hufflepuff, Four hundred and twenty-three; Ravenclaw four hundred and thirty-two, Slytherin five hundred and thirty-nine."

A thunderous roar of cheers and stomps erupted from the Slytherin table.

Jon sees Astoria hugging and celebrating with her sister.

"It's Slytherin again..." Jon heard Prefect Gabriel Truman muttering in a low voice, "Since Snape became the headmaster of Slytherin, Slytherin's annual score is not the first time. One is the second..."

Gabrielle's complaints are well-founded.

In the Potions class, Snape always found fault with other college students and deducted points (although he almost never deducted from him), and Slytherin students were not particularly bad, and they would get his extra points every day... ...with the other three deans generally being fair, the tide rises, and Slytherin's scores have easily been a notch higher than the other colleges in recent years.

Hufflepuff is the biggest victim of all, because Hufflepuff has the largest number of students and the largest number of grades deducted each year. So even if they won the Quidditch Cup this term, they would only be third in the House Cup.

"Don't worry!" Cedric Diggory comforted: "Professor Dumbledore may be the same as last year, and there are other things to say."

Cedric was right.

"Yeah, well done!" Dumbledore was only heard adding: "However, a few recent events must also be counted."

He cleared his throat, then said, "There are still some points to assign, let me see... by the way, the first one - Miss Ginny-Weasley!"

Ginny, who was sitting at the back of the long Gryffindor table, blushed and stood up; sensing something was wrong, she quickly sat down again.

"Faced with the most terrifying and darkest existence, she is still able to maintain her residual sanity, and bravely speaks out everything... I reward Gryffindor Academy forty points for this!"

The cries of lion cubs nearly knocked the enchanted ceiling over.

Percy Weasley can be heard shouting from the prefect's seat: "It's my sister, you know, my only sister..."

"Second item—Miss Hermione Granger..." Dumbledore continued, "She's probably the youngest Hogwarts student ever to concoct an advanced potion... I want to award the prize Forty points in Ryffindor!"

The Gryffindor classmates were ecstatic again, jumping up and down around the table!

Jon slightly stretched his brows, a little shocked: So he is so awesome!

"The third item - Mr. Harry Potter!" Dumbledore said, and the auditorium suddenly became extraordinarily silent: "Facing the monsters of Slytherin, he risked his life, showed unprecedented courage, and even Recognized by Godric Gryffindor...for that, I'll reward Gryffindor House with fifty points!"

The clamor was simply deafening.

All Gryffindor students are in endless spree... Gryffindor now has five hundred and forty-two points, while Slytherin is only five hundred and thirty-nine!

They had overtaken Slytherin on the last day of the term in the Academy Cup for two consecutive years... On the podium, Snape shook hands with Professor McGonagall, forcing an embarrassing smile on his face.

Dumbledore had to yell, "So, we need to make some small changes to the decor here!"

With a wave of his finger, the green ribbons turned bright red, the silver flags gold; the giant Slytherin snake disappeared, replaced by a majestic Gryffindor lion.

"Familiar plot!" Jon muttered to himself, then picked up a glass of pumpkin juice on the table and drank it in advance.

Dumbledore suddenly raised another hand.

The Gryffindor students who were celebrating became quiet.

"Of course there is a fourth item - Mr. Jon Hart!" Dumbledore said calmly.

"Pfft!" The pumpkin juice in Jon's mouth spurted out all at once, almost spraying Hannah Abbott next to him.

But Hannah and the other Hufflepuff students seemed to be completely unaware, their eyes focused on Professor Dumbledore.

"My Cao, is Dumbledore going to give me extra points?" Jon quickly calculated in his heart that Dumbledore had to add 120 points to Hufflepuff before they could surpass Gryffindor.

Could it be that turning Boggart into a principal has such a high reward?

"I've been teaching at Hogwarts for over ninety years, and it's the first time I've seen a student make such an interesting Boggart... I'll give Hufflepuffs ten points for that!" Dumbledore smiled said.

Only ten... Jon couldn't help but take a breath, this Dumbledore was too stingy.

However, the little Hufflepuffs around him were far less calm than him.

After Dumbledore added ten points, Hufflepuff's score was 433, surpassing Ravenclaw's 432.

They are no longer bottom of the Academy Cup, but third.

Cedric Diggory clenched his fists excitedly, Gabrielle Truman almost burst into tears, and Hannah Abbott hugged him from behind...

"Finally it's not the bottom..."

"Hufflepuff has been last for seven years in a row..."

"Good job Jon, you're a Hufflepuff hero!"

Even Professor Sprout stood up from his seat with a smile and nodded to Jon.

Inexplicably becoming a hero, Jon was soon swept into a sea of ​​Hufflepuff celebrations.

Moreover, he suddenly realized one thing: "Hannah, don't rub the pumpkin juice on me..."

...

In stark contrast to Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw's long table was silent.

Even Professor Flitwick on the podium lowered his head in shame... Now off the podium, everyone can't see him at all.

Penello Clearwater in the prefect's seat wiped away her tears, crying with water... It's not just her, most of the Ravenclaw girls have already cried, except that they are still there. Luna Lovegood, smiling unchanged.

"What's going on?" Jon asked Cedric cautiously.

Because he felt that many Ravenclaw boys were looking at him with extremely hostile eyes.

"This is the first time Ravenclaw has been at the bottom of the House Coaster this century!" explained Cedric. "Ravenclaw has won the most House Cups this century, and they haven't won the House in over 90 years. The last place in the cup..."

"Nice job, Jon!" Gabriel patted him on the shoulder fiercely: "We can't win the last place in the Academy Cup every time, and they should have a taste of what it's like for Ravenclaw. !"

Jon nodded with a wry smile, then glanced at Dumbledore on the podium.

Dumbledore winked at him, then looked away...

"Then now, let the banquet and celebration begin!"

Countless kinds of food suddenly appeared on the table...