Chapter 193 Dumbledore’s proposal

Rogge's proposal made everyone's eyes light up.

The Academy Cup is a bit like a moving red flag, more than just an honour. It embodies everyone’s efforts and is a recognition and proof of the college.

Dumbledore's ruthless extra points last year completely chilled Slytherin's heart. After hearing Roger's suggestion, the little snakes decided to do as he said.

If they beat Gryffindor in all aspects this school year, especially if they crush them in the final exam results. As a result, the Academy Cup still belongs to Gryffindor, which proves that the Academy Cup is not worth fighting for.

The little snakes are holding back a lot of energy in their hearts. They want to prove to everyone with ironclad facts: Slytherin is the best college!

Hermione found clues to cultivation from the gardening manual. The seeds of fluorescent buds need rain to grow quickly. After class, she hurried to the greenhouse and used a planting table to simulate a rainy day.

The magic caused the dark clouds to gather into a ball, and then lightning and thunder began to rain above the pit. Hermione placed the seeds in the hollow, and the rain quickly covered them.

The original hard shell slowly softened after being soaked by rain. Hermione quickly covered it with soil, hoping that the seeds would germinate soon. Before she left, she took a look at Neville's seeds and saw that they had grown into slender leaves.

In this competition, Neville will win without a doubt. Hermione felt a little discouraged and sat alone in the courtyard in a daze.

Rogge was called to the office by Dumbledore. Seeing her sitting there in a depressed mood, Rogge walked over curiously: "What's wrong? Are you worried?"

"No." Hermione lowered her head, glumly.

"Am I unlovable?" Hermione raised her head, with a hint of crying in her voice, "Am I prejudiced against me by Professor Sprout?"

Roger was stunned. Hermione was in a good mood during the astronomy class. And Professor Sprout has always been known for being approachable, so why would he target her? What hit Hermione again, causing her to suddenly have wild thoughts?

"Why would the professor target you?" Rogge quickly comforted him, "The whole school knows that only my teacher, Snape, makes things difficult for others."

"But if the professor tells us what the seed is, I won't lag behind..." Hermione said, turning her head away, her eyes shining.

Roger understood immediately that Hermione felt the game was unfair. Neville has been studying in the greenhouse and must know about seeds and cultivation methods. On the other hand, others need to look up information or take risks and bury the seeds in the soil.

"Well, the professor is indeed biased in this way. But this does not trouble you!" Rogge explained, "You successfully found a way to cultivate fluorescent buds by checking the information."

"What about Neville? He learned this knowledge in a year." Rogge patted Hermione and explained: "You are proficient in all subjects, but he only specializes in herbal medicine."

"Yeah~" Hermione nodded slightly, feeling somewhat comforted. In fact, she was just feeling uncomfortable for a moment, so she just needed to find someone to complain about.

Today, Hermione is no longer the little Muggle-born wizard she was when she first entered school, and her talents have been recognized by everyone. And as the vice-president of the Jackdaw Magic Club, both purebloods and others respect her.

It was just a temporary failure, but she still lost to Neville, which she couldn't accept for the time being. If Rogge knew what she was thinking, he would definitely say something hypocritical in his heart.

"There's a curfew, where are you going? The Forbidden Forest?" Hermione's face turned red as she remembered what happened that night.

"No. The principal sent a portrait to call me over late at night. I don't know what the emergency was."

"Will it be college points?"

"Then we should also talk to Dean and Marcus."

"Tch, who didn't know it was your idea." Hermione rolled her eyes at him. After what they did, the Academy Cup had lost its original effect.

"Hey, Miss Granger, you are slandering! Slander!" Roger pretended to be angry, which made Hermione laugh.

"Yes, yes, I am slandering. I hope you can find a reason to explain it to the principal." Hermione waved her hand, "Good luck in the exam! Don't lose to me, Mr. President!"

"Reason? Is there no reason?" Roger came to the office with an uneasy heart. The professors and prefects were all there, even Harry and Ron.

"Sorry, I'm late."

"Sit down." Dumbledore smiled and continued: "The entrance to the Chamber of Secrets is in the girls' bathroom on the third floor. We need to deal with the basilisk.

It stands to reason that it could be killed with a rooster. But I'm thinking about whether I can use it to test everyone's learning status. "

"Let students challenge the basilisk?" Professor McGonagall was very worried. "This is too dangerous. There may be casualties."

"I think it's very suitable." Snape looked at Roger and the others, "Forget it about students with poor grades. After all, some people can't even remember the recipe. For example, Harry Potter."

Snape sneered and added: "Harry, you forgot to add platycodon to the potion last time, which made it stink worse than the sewer. If you went there, would you be able to remember the spell?"

Harry stared at Snape with anger in his eyes. Such a nasty professor has a personality worse than Lockhart's talent. Why not fire him?

Professors Flitwick and Sprout were still hesitating. Such a practical opportunity was good, but it also entailed great risks. The wizarding world realizes that peace is not strong, and Voldemort's Horcruxes are hidden in the darkness.

"But its eyes and snake venom?" the two professors raised their concerns.

Dumbledore responded, "Fawkes can help. He can blind the basilisk's other eye. As for the snake's venom, its tears can also cure it."

Fox on the perch chirped, dispelling their last worries.

"There must be a professor watching over us at that time." Professor McGonagall added.

Dumbledore then looked at the prefects, who were outstanding wizards from each college: "Prefects, what do you think of this proposal? After all, you represent the students of each college."

"Headmaster, I fully support this proposal." Percy quickly spoke first, ambition flashing in his eyes. He believed that outstanding performance in the challenge of defeating the basilisk would help him run for student council president.

"Me too."

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Other prefects agreed one after another. Everyone is very excited and full of expectations. If you can participate, it will be of great benefit whether you brag or add it to your resume in the future.

They have begun to dream about how to shine in the battle against the blind basilisk. Their trust in the principal and Fox's presence made them feel quite reassured about the potential danger.

Marcus looked at Rogge secretly. This matter did not violate their academy plan.

"Okay." Dumbledore nodded, "I will issue a notice to the whole school so that everyone has the opportunity to fight against the Basilisk. In addition, there are some unexpected circumstances regarding the college points this school year."

"Coming, coming!" Rogge curled his lips, and Hermione really guessed it.

Others turned to look at Slytherin, while the little snakes secretly turned to look at Rogge. Rogge glared at Marcus, do you call this peeking?

"Slytherin's house points are now negative, something that has never happened since the founding of the school.

After careful consideration, I decided to let the professors add points based on everyone's performance in challenging the basilisk. If he performs well, Slytherin also has a chance to win the House Cup. "

"Really?" Marcus couldn't help exclaiming, realizing something was wrong, and smiled awkwardly.

The prefects of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff were also excited. If nothing happened, the House Cup would already belong to Gryffindor. But the principal's words rekindled their hope.

Slytherin's failure this year has caused Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff to re-examine whether the House Cup is fair and reasonable.

They were surprised to find that unless their dean was as shameless as Snape or that so-and-so, he would never be able to win the Academy Cup.

Even if we are one school year ahead, who can bear it when the extra points come at the end?

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but feel sorry for Slytherin. If what happened last year happened to them, everyone might lie down even more completely.

"I don't agree." Rogge suddenly said, causing a commotion.

I have been in charge for a whole school year and the Academy Cup is about to be scrapped. Why should I cooperate?