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The next night, the grand final banquet began. Ryan and the others rushed to the auditorium with the classmates early. And reserved a place for Harry at the long table in the academy.

"You said Harry, are you coming today?" Hermione asked Ryan, who was sitting next to her.

"I think he will definitely come. After all, we saw that he recovered well yesterday, and it should be no problem to be discharged from the hospital today." Ryan replied.

At this time, Ron, who was sitting opposite Ryan, also helped: "Yeah, I think Harry will definitely come. How could such a grand banquet not come? I think even if my leg is broken, I will crawl over."

Hermione glared at Ron angrily, then looked at the special decoration in the auditorium tonight: the whole auditorium was decorated in green and silver representing Slytherin to celebrate their seven consecutive years of winning the Academy Cup. . On the wall behind the guest of honor was a huge banner with a painted Slytherin snake.

"If you give a little more time, maybe we can add the points back." Hermione said a little unconvinced.

Ryan looked at it quite openly. On the one hand, Dumbledore was determined to add points for a while. On the other hand, "At least we are not the last, we are at least 30 points higher than the bottom Hufflepuff." ( After all, one less person in the night tour deducted fifty points, and Hermione did not add a lot of points to Ryan for pretending to be transparent in class because of guilt.)

But after hearing Ryan's relief, Hermione looked even more depressed.

When everyone was almost there, Harry hurried in from the door of the auditorium. There was a pause in the sound of the entire auditorium, and then it became louder.

Ryan waved to Harry for their positions, and Harry ran over and sat next to Ron in the reserved seat. Everyone around them turned their attention to Harry. It made Harry look a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, soon Dumbledore arrived, the noise in the auditorium gradually subsided, and everyone turned their attention to the Headmaster.

Dumbledore happily made a brief summary, and then began the award ceremony of the Academy Cup. The scores for each school are as follows:

Fourth place, Hufflepuff, 352 points; third place, Gryffindor, 384 points; Ravenclaw 426 points, Slytherin 510 points Four points.

A thunderous roar of cheers and stomps erupted from the Slytherin table. Ryan saw Draco Malfoy slamming the table with his goblet. I feel that this is not in line with the style of the so-called platinum nobles. I really don't understand how the etiquette in those pure blood families is learned.

Dumbledore cleared his throat and continued: "However, a few recent events must also be counted."

The auditorium became very quiet, and the smiles of the Slytherins subsided. Ryan knew that Dumbledore was going to get extra points at this time, although in his previous life, when Ryan was reading books, he hated this kind of unfair bonus points. But as the saying goes, the butt decides the head, and he has been assigned to Gryffindor in this life, so naturally he wants to say, "A little more."

By the time Ryan recovered, Dumbledore had already announced various bonus points. First of all, he added fifty points to the wisdom, courage and sacrifice that Ryan and Ron displayed on the chessboard. This caused a cheer on the Gryffindor table, Ryan felt his face burning with excitement, and Percy's voice came from the side: "It's my brother. He broke through Professor McGonagall's chessboard."

After that, Dumbledore added 30 points to Hermione's reasoning ability, and Hermione cried excitedly on the table.

In the end, Harry gave Gryffindor sixty points for his daring guts and extraordinary courage.

Hearing this, the cheers at the Gryffindor table grew louder and louder. Because now Gryffindor's score is five hundred and twenty-four, a full ten points higher than Slytherin.

Headmaster Dumbledore changed the decorations in the auditorium,

The green dangling ribbons turned bright red, the silver ones gold; the giant Slytherin snake disappeared, replaced by a majestic Gryffindor lion. Ryan forced an awkward smile on his face when he saw Snape shaking hands with Professor McGonagall.

After that was a sumptuous dinner, it was a really good evening.

A few days later, the final results were announced, Ryan took the second place in the exam, and the first place was naturally Hermione. He saw Hermione come to him specifically to show off her report card, in order to avenge the fact that elementary school has always been second.

But Hogwarts doesn't seem to be very difficult for the final exam, and everyone passed it. But Harry and the others expressed regret that some stupid Slytherin students could pass the exam.

The final semester was over completely, and everything was stuffed into the suitcase. A notice that magic was not allowed during the holidays was also sent to each student. (Lane: "I have somewhere to practice magic anyway.")

Hagrid was in charge of leading them aboard the fleet across the lake. Now, they have boarded the Hogwarts Express, chatting and laughing all the way, watching the countryside outside the window getting greener and more tidy. The train passed through Muggle towns, eating Bibi Da flavored beans, taking off their wizard robes and putting on jackets and blouses; finally, the train stopped at the nine and three quarters of King's Cross station. platform.

It took them a long time to get out of the platform. A shriveled old guard stood at the wicket, allowing only two or three people to pass at a time, so that they wouldn't get a lot of people coming in and out of the solid wall at the same time and attracting the attention of the Muggles.

"You must come to our house this summer," said Ron. "All three of you—I'll send owls to invite you." "Thanks," said Harry, "I do need some hope." Look. Life at the Dursleys wasn't good for Harry, wish he was a little better this holiday.

Ryan and the others passed the exit together, and he saw a little red-haired girl - it should be Ron's sister Ginny, the future Mrs. Potter. Pointing at Harry Potter and saying, "He's there, Mom, he's there, look!"

Afterwards Mrs Weasley and Harry greeted each other, but the Dursleys rudely interrupted the conversation. "Come on, boy, we can't afford a whole day," said Mr. Dursley, and turned away.

"You live with them?" Ryan showed an expression of disbelief, such a rude person is rare. Hermione, on the other hand, had the same look: "I wish you a—well—happy holiday."

Luckily Harry looked in good spirits: "Oh, I'll be happy. They don't know we're not allowed to use magic at home, and I'm going to have a good time with Dudley this summer."