Chapter 862 Finally Won the Academy Cup Once
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Yan Shan Hu Po
Chapter 862 Finally Won the Academy Cup
The final exam ended without a hitch. For the 7th graders who had just experienced the ravages of the NEWTs exam, the mere graduation exam should not be too simple, and they can pass it casually.
Of course, except for very few people who need to repeat a grade.
Fortunately, Bell does not belong to the group who will repeat the grade. Rather, even if he cries and shouts to repeat the grade, the professors headed by Snape and McGonagall will definitely kick him out of Hogwarts of.
Don't ask him why he knows, he just knows.
After the exam, it is customary to have a rest period of nearly a week.For students in grades 1 to 6, the week of free time between the end of the exam and the release of their results can be said to be the most relaxing and enjoyable time in their lives.For the 7th graders who are about to graduate, this week is reserved for them to say goodbye to their classmates and professors.
The joy of freedom and the sadness of parting coexist harmoniously in Hogwarts, interweaving and blending with each other.
At this time in previous years, Professor Flitwick would bid farewell to his students one by one.The sentimental old professor even changes his robes several times a day.
But this year, Professor Flitwick did not bid farewell to the students who were leaving school.It's not because he doesn't like this year's students and doesn't want to say goodbye to everyone, but because he has a more important mission at this time.
From morning till night, Professor Flitwick followed behind Snape without a moment's slack, watching the other's eyes all the time, analyzing whether there was any poison brewing in his stomach.If it wasn't for Professor McGonagall who couldn't stand it any longer and shared some of the pressure for Professor Flitwick, Professor Flitwick might not be able to complete the marking work before the time limit.
Finally, when Snape was about to endure to the limit and considered poisoning Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall, the time finally came to the night of the last day.
At the year-end dinner, the little wizards who had arrived in the auditorium hall early and waited were suddenly attracted by a loud noise.Everyone turned their heads and saw Snape walking into the auditorium with a gloomy expression.In the suddenly quiet auditorium, the sound of the other party stomping on the ground was so obvious.
Behind Snape, Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall also walked in.Two old professors followed behind Snape, one on the left and the other on the right, as if they were bodyguards. Of course, there is no problem with escorting him.
Seeing this scene, the little wizards immediately started whispering, except for the little Slytherin snake, most of them had gloating smiles on their faces.Among them, everyone in Ravenclaw had a mixture of tension and excitement on their faces, and their little faces flushed red.
Soon, the time has come.
"Professor Snape, the time has come. It's time for you to conduct your year-end summary. After announcing the ownership of the Academy Cup, the children still have to eat."
Professor McGonagall glanced at the time, then at Snape who was sitting motionless on the chair with a gloomy face, and reminded with a blank expression.
"Yes, Professor Snape, hurry up and announce the winner of the Academy Cup."
Professor Flitwick urged impatiently.
He has been waiting for this day for 7 days... No!I have been waiting for more than 10 years!The Academy Cup is almost becoming his demon!
"Humph!"
Scanning the auditorium, he saw that everyone was staring at him, even though he was reluctant in his heart, Snape could only stand up.
It can be said responsibly that this was the first time Snape had resisted speaking in front of the whole school since becoming Headmaster.If he could, he'd drive everyone home right away, especially someone who was super annoying.
'Damn Bell! '
"Shut up! For some well-known reason, this year's Quidditch Cup finally fell into the hands of Ravenclaw College.
I want to say here that some people, through improper means and blatant cheating, even if they finally win the Quidditch Cup, such a trophy is soulless! "
As he spoke, Snape cast a stern glance at a certain little girl at the Slytherin table.
If you want to say who Snape is most dissatisfied with now, it is neither Professor McGonagall, nor Professor Flitwick, nor even that damn kid Bell, but Shanna from his own college.
After all, the 'traitor' is the most hated.
Before, he was exhorting thousands and thousands of times, using emotion to understand, reason to move, and profit to promise, but in the end, it was useless...
In the last match between Ravenclaw and Slytherin, Shanna, as always, adopted a blatant and biased commentary policy, helping Ravenclaw build momentum and warning from beginning to end.
And the most exasperating thing is that that old guy, Mag, has no professionalism at all, and he didn't stop Shanna's behavior from the beginning to the end. Blow up the commentary room.
Snape felt that Shanna must have drugged his food, or used the Imperius Curse on him, otherwise how could he have agreed to let her be the narrator! ?
It's too late to say anything now.Unless he was willing to give up a large amount of magic materials sold to him by the Menethil family at cost price, it would be impossible for him to add dozens of magic materials to Slytherin House with his eyes closed at the last moment before the dinner like Dumbledore did. Up to a hundred percent.
"So just watch the final college scores for yourself. Don't tell me that you can't count when you're so old. That's it, just shut up and eat honestly!"
After speaking, Snape sat back on the chair, knocked on the table angrily, and told the house-elves to serve the food quickly.
"and many more!"
Seeing Snape slander first, then perfunctory, no matter how good-tempered Professor Flitwick was, he couldn't help jumping out at this time.
The old professor, with his agility that doesn't show his old age at all, used his gluteus maximus, adductor magnus, biceps femoris, thigh...and many other muscle groups to exert strength at the same time, and jumped onto the dining table with a bang, successfully attracting got everyone's attention.
"Ahem, it seems that our Mr. Principal is not in a good condition today, so let me speak for him."
"Flitwick!"
Snape glared at Flitwick who stepped on his cutlery, but Professor Flitwick ignored him.
"This year, Ravenclaw College has successfully won the Hogwarts House Cup with an absolute advantage in house points! Let us give warm applause to Ravenclaw College!"
After finishing speaking, Professor Flitwick clapped his hands vigorously. After a few strokes, the old professor's palms became as red as his face.
Immediately afterwards, in less than two seconds, fierce cheers sounded from Ravenclaw's dining table, filling the entire auditorium in an instant.
The eaglets, who were usually calm and calm, rarely let go of their reserve, and burst into a frenzy even higher than the little lions of Gryffindor, roaring hysterically.
Especially the people in grade 7, who were able to win a house cup when they were about to graduate, and feel proud in front of Gryffindor and Slytherin, which made them feel very comfortable.
(End of this chapter)
The final exam ended without a hitch. For the 7th graders who had just experienced the ravages of the NEWTs exam, the mere graduation exam should not be too simple, and they can pass it casually.
Of course, except for very few people who need to repeat a grade.
Fortunately, Bell does not belong to the group who will repeat the grade. Rather, even if he cries and shouts to repeat the grade, the professors headed by Snape and McGonagall will definitely kick him out of Hogwarts of.
Don't ask him why he knows, he just knows.
After the exam, it is customary to have a rest period of nearly a week.For students in grades 1 to 6, the week of free time between the end of the exam and the release of their results can be said to be the most relaxing and enjoyable time in their lives.For the 7th graders who are about to graduate, this week is reserved for them to say goodbye to their classmates and professors.
The joy of freedom and the sadness of parting coexist harmoniously in Hogwarts, interweaving and blending with each other.
At this time in previous years, Professor Flitwick would bid farewell to his students one by one.The sentimental old professor even changes his robes several times a day.
But this year, Professor Flitwick did not bid farewell to the students who were leaving school.It's not because he doesn't like this year's students and doesn't want to say goodbye to everyone, but because he has a more important mission at this time.
From morning till night, Professor Flitwick followed behind Snape without a moment's slack, watching the other's eyes all the time, analyzing whether there was any poison brewing in his stomach.If it wasn't for Professor McGonagall who couldn't stand it any longer and shared some of the pressure for Professor Flitwick, Professor Flitwick might not be able to complete the marking work before the time limit.
Finally, when Snape was about to endure to the limit and considered poisoning Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall, the time finally came to the night of the last day.
At the year-end dinner, the little wizards who had arrived in the auditorium hall early and waited were suddenly attracted by a loud noise.Everyone turned their heads and saw Snape walking into the auditorium with a gloomy expression.In the suddenly quiet auditorium, the sound of the other party stomping on the ground was so obvious.
Behind Snape, Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall also walked in.Two old professors followed behind Snape, one on the left and the other on the right, as if they were bodyguards. Of course, there is no problem with escorting him.
Seeing this scene, the little wizards immediately started whispering, except for the little Slytherin snake, most of them had gloating smiles on their faces.Among them, everyone in Ravenclaw had a mixture of tension and excitement on their faces, and their little faces flushed red.
Soon, the time has come.
"Professor Snape, the time has come. It's time for you to conduct your year-end summary. After announcing the ownership of the Academy Cup, the children still have to eat."
Professor McGonagall glanced at the time, then at Snape who was sitting motionless on the chair with a gloomy face, and reminded with a blank expression.
"Yes, Professor Snape, hurry up and announce the winner of the Academy Cup."
Professor Flitwick urged impatiently.
He has been waiting for this day for 7 days... No!I have been waiting for more than 10 years!The Academy Cup is almost becoming his demon!
"Humph!"
Scanning the auditorium, he saw that everyone was staring at him, even though he was reluctant in his heart, Snape could only stand up.
It can be said responsibly that this was the first time Snape had resisted speaking in front of the whole school since becoming Headmaster.If he could, he'd drive everyone home right away, especially someone who was super annoying.
'Damn Bell! '
"Shut up! For some well-known reason, this year's Quidditch Cup finally fell into the hands of Ravenclaw College.
I want to say here that some people, through improper means and blatant cheating, even if they finally win the Quidditch Cup, such a trophy is soulless! "
As he spoke, Snape cast a stern glance at a certain little girl at the Slytherin table.
If you want to say who Snape is most dissatisfied with now, it is neither Professor McGonagall, nor Professor Flitwick, nor even that damn kid Bell, but Shanna from his own college.
After all, the 'traitor' is the most hated.
Before, he was exhorting thousands and thousands of times, using emotion to understand, reason to move, and profit to promise, but in the end, it was useless...
In the last match between Ravenclaw and Slytherin, Shanna, as always, adopted a blatant and biased commentary policy, helping Ravenclaw build momentum and warning from beginning to end.
And the most exasperating thing is that that old guy, Mag, has no professionalism at all, and he didn't stop Shanna's behavior from the beginning to the end. Blow up the commentary room.
Snape felt that Shanna must have drugged his food, or used the Imperius Curse on him, otherwise how could he have agreed to let her be the narrator! ?
It's too late to say anything now.Unless he was willing to give up a large amount of magic materials sold to him by the Menethil family at cost price, it would be impossible for him to add dozens of magic materials to Slytherin House with his eyes closed at the last moment before the dinner like Dumbledore did. Up to a hundred percent.
"So just watch the final college scores for yourself. Don't tell me that you can't count when you're so old. That's it, just shut up and eat honestly!"
After speaking, Snape sat back on the chair, knocked on the table angrily, and told the house-elves to serve the food quickly.
"and many more!"
Seeing Snape slander first, then perfunctory, no matter how good-tempered Professor Flitwick was, he couldn't help jumping out at this time.
The old professor, with his agility that doesn't show his old age at all, used his gluteus maximus, adductor magnus, biceps femoris, thigh...and many other muscle groups to exert strength at the same time, and jumped onto the dining table with a bang, successfully attracting got everyone's attention.
"Ahem, it seems that our Mr. Principal is not in a good condition today, so let me speak for him."
"Flitwick!"
Snape glared at Flitwick who stepped on his cutlery, but Professor Flitwick ignored him.
"This year, Ravenclaw College has successfully won the Hogwarts House Cup with an absolute advantage in house points! Let us give warm applause to Ravenclaw College!"
After finishing speaking, Professor Flitwick clapped his hands vigorously. After a few strokes, the old professor's palms became as red as his face.
Immediately afterwards, in less than two seconds, fierce cheers sounded from Ravenclaw's dining table, filling the entire auditorium in an instant.
The eaglets, who were usually calm and calm, rarely let go of their reserve, and burst into a frenzy even higher than the little lions of Gryffindor, roaring hysterically.
Especially the people in grade 7, who were able to win a house cup when they were about to graduate, and feel proud in front of Gryffindor and Slytherin, which made them feel very comfortable.
(End of this chapter)
