Chapter 95
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Jing Shen Tian Si
As soon as Aaron entered the common room, Crabbe and Goyle came from the middle of the hall, blocking him with their heavy bodies.
"If it's okay, don't get in the way.
You two are tall and big, and it is easy to cause misunderstanding when you suddenly appear in front of me. "Aaron said speechlessly, "I might beat you out because I'm in a bad mood." "
The two immediately moved out of the way, politely invited Aaron to a sofa, and handed Abe a plate of fruit by the way.
Abe's eyes lit up, and except for one apple, he stuffed the rest into his pocket.
"If you have something to say, I don't think you two will come to me for no reason!"
"The test results are out. I don't know why Dumbledore announced the results in advance." Crabbe said, "You have full marks, all subjects are full marks."
The boss's grades are also very good, but..."
"It's just that he lost, right?" Aaron said with some relief.
This result was as he expected, at least he didn't give away the favors from his family.
"Yes!" Crabbe nodded, "The total score is twelve points behind Granger, and the ranking is just below her.
Not only her, but Weasley and Potter's grades are also very high, which compares the two of us.
Unable to accept this outcome, Draco locked himself in the room and refused to let us in. "
"This is normal!
But don't worry, he'll be out soon. "
"Of course we believe him." Gore said with some embarrassment, "but it has been more than ten hours, and he hasn't come out yet, and he hasn't even eaten lunch.
We don't know how to comfort him. Fortunately, you are back. "
"So, you want me to persuade him?"
"Yes, you have the best relationship with him. Only you can persuade him." Crabbe said, "At least let him open the door. We don't want to sleep on the sofa in the lounge at night."
The corner of Aaron's mouth twitched. Malfoy didn't know if he was lucky or unlucky to have such a follower.
For these two goods, the quality of sleep seems to be more important.
"Okay, leave it to me!"
Aaron picked up Abe, walked to Draco's dormitory, and knocked lightly on the door a few times.
"I said it all, don't bother me."
Draco's voice came from inside the door, sounding particularly angry.
"it's me."
After a few seconds, the door opened.
When Draco saw Aaron, the depression on his face dissipated a lot, and was soon replaced by joy.
"I heard that someone was sulking because of poor academic performance, so I came here to take a look."
"who said it?
Crabbe or Goyle?Or are they together? "
"Of course they are together." Aaron said speechlessly, "They came here as soon as I came back, and wanted me to comfort you."
"Comfort?" Draco stood up a little annoyed, "They think I'm too fragile!
I don't need consolation, it's just a big deal, and it's not that I can't afford to lose, at worst, I'll be more polite when I see her in the future. "
"Then you still locked yourself in the room?"
Draco's expression changed, and he hesitated and said, "I just, I just have to think about how to tell my dad."
"What can't you say?
Your grades are still very good, he should be proud of you. "
"That's what I said, but I lost to Granger after all, to a wizard from a Muggle family.
He expresses his admiration for me every time he writes, and if I let him know, he may be disappointed. "
"Just because of this you locked yourself in the room?" Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, "How boring are you!
This is completely groundless worry!
Lucius Malfoy would not casually lose his temper with his precious son just because of a test result. "
"But...she's just one rank higher than me, if my father asks..."
"No but." Aaron interrupted him, "Thinking about it from another angle, you have at least defeated Harry Potter and your family's nemesis, Weasley.
Based on these two points alone, he couldn't fault it.
And as far as I know, your father didn't take such a test in school.
He didn't do well in the exam himself, so why should he educate you? "
"This..." Draco froze for a moment, "Are you sure?"
"Very sure, a certain professor told me that." Aaron spoke nonsense bluntly, he had no idea about Lucius' grades.
But he was sure that Lucius Malfoy was no better than his son, who had been working hard all year.
Draco breathed a sigh of relief, he cared very much about his father's opinion, and now it seems that he is the best.
"Aaron, did you really go to the underground classroom with Harry Potter and the others the night before, and defeated Professor Quirrell and destroyed his conspiracy?
is this real? "
"It's true, otherwise the two professors and I wouldn't have spent a day in the infirmary."
"Can you be more specific?" Draco rubbed his hands a little excitedly, obviously very interested in this matter.
"Uh...how should I say it?
We split up and happened to meet at the trapdoor. "Aaron gave Draco a brief description of the specific process, of course there must be some deletions.
With Voldemort neatly removed from his story, the fact that the Dark Lord was alive and waiting for his chance to make a comeback was not appropriate for Draco to know.
"It's too exciting, but it's also too dangerous." Draco patted the bed sheet angrily, "It's all Harry's fault, it was much safer according to your plan, and they dragged you into the water, It even hurt you."
"It's all over, at least the result is still good."
"You're just too generous." Draco said angrily, "If they hadn't insisted on going their own way, you wouldn't have been in a coma for so long.
And Hagrid, the half-blood giant, is an idiot, and it's fine if the secret is leaked, but he didn't realize that it was more or less unreasonable. "
Aaron: …
confidant!
......
On the second night, all the teachers and students of the school gathered in the auditorium one after another for the year-end banquet.
Rows of green flags representing Slytherin houses hang from the ceiling to celebrate their seventh straight House Cup win.
The auditorium was extremely noisy, and the tables were full of exquisite food, but they could only watch but not eat until the principal announced the start of the banquet.
Aaron held down Abei, who was a little halazi, for fear that it would be unable to hold back and would pounce on the table to eat.
Ding!Ding!Ding!
There was a crisp knocking sound, and the noisy sound quickly subsided.
Professor McGonagall put down the golden spoon in her hand, and Dumbledore, who was sitting next to her, stood up and faced all the students.
"Another year has passed, and the whole summer vacation is waiting for you, you must be impatient!
Before we can indulge in these delicious dishes, we have to hand out the academy cup. Dumbledore said excitedly, "We have already counted the scores. The specific scores of each college are as follows:
No.4, Gryffindor, 323 points; No.3, Hufflepuff, a total score of 352 points; No.2, Ravenclar, 437 points, topping the list is Slytherin College, a total score of 493 point. "
As the voice fell, deafening cheers erupted from the Slytherin dining table, but the faces of the students from the other three colleges were not very good, they just applauded symbolically.
The sound of applause is like a stone sinking into the sea, and there is no splash in the cheers.
It is true that Slytherin is excellent, but it is not true that his popularity is not very good, and it is estimated that it has something to do with too many consecutive championships.
Anyone who has been suppressed for six years, no, seven years, probably won't be in a good mood.
At the teacher's seat, Snape applauded quickly. Professor Sprout and Professor Flitwick were not so competitive. Although it was a pity, if you lose, you lose. It doesn't matter.
But Professor McGonagall was so sad that he didn't even bother to pretend, the words sadness and disappointment were almost written on his face.
"Very well, Slytherin, very well, Slytherin," said Dumbledore, "but recent events must also be taken into account.
I still have some final points to award. "
The scene fell silent instantly, and the smiles of Slytherin, who had already won the championship, gradually faded away, while the other students looked expectant.
Suddenly there was an accident at this time, which meant that there might be changes in the Academy Cup.
Because the points that Dumbledore, the headmaster, can award personally will definitely not be a small amount. If enough points are added to a certain house, such as Ravenclaw, which is ranked second, it may overtake Slytherin. .
But Professor McGonagall, who knew the truth, didn't look forward to it. This game only made Gryffindor's loss less ugly, but it still couldn't hit Slytherin's championship.
"Miss Hermione Granger." Dumbledore looked at a little wizard on the Gryffindor long table with a smile, "When others are in danger, she will give fifty points to her for her calm and clever use of her ingenuity. "
Hermione pursed her lips, and the corners of her mouth couldn't stop rising, and the Gryffindor at the same table also burst into loud cheers.
Fifty points, with these fifty points they are No.3, getting rid of the bottom one.
"The second is awarded to Mr. Ron Weasley. He has demonstrated superb chess skills and is the best in Hogwarts for a hundred years. The reward is fifty points."
The cheers sounded again, and Ron was dazed by the sudden reward, while his older brothers proudly showed off to others that Ron was their youngest brother.
"The third, to Harry Potter, for his daring and his extraordinary courage, for which I award Gryffindor House sixty points."
The voice fell, and the entire auditorium fell into a sea of cheers. Except for Slytherin, the other three houses began to shout for Gryffindor. Now they are only ten minutes away from pulling Slytherin out of the championship. Almost everyone is looking forward to it. They looked at their headmaster, hoping to give Gryffindor some extra points.
"If it's okay, don't get in the way.
You two are tall and big, and it is easy to cause misunderstanding when you suddenly appear in front of me. "Aaron said speechlessly, "I might beat you out because I'm in a bad mood." "
The two immediately moved out of the way, politely invited Aaron to a sofa, and handed Abe a plate of fruit by the way.
Abe's eyes lit up, and except for one apple, he stuffed the rest into his pocket.
"If you have something to say, I don't think you two will come to me for no reason!"
"The test results are out. I don't know why Dumbledore announced the results in advance." Crabbe said, "You have full marks, all subjects are full marks."
The boss's grades are also very good, but..."
"It's just that he lost, right?" Aaron said with some relief.
This result was as he expected, at least he didn't give away the favors from his family.
"Yes!" Crabbe nodded, "The total score is twelve points behind Granger, and the ranking is just below her.
Not only her, but Weasley and Potter's grades are also very high, which compares the two of us.
Unable to accept this outcome, Draco locked himself in the room and refused to let us in. "
"This is normal!
But don't worry, he'll be out soon. "
"Of course we believe him." Gore said with some embarrassment, "but it has been more than ten hours, and he hasn't come out yet, and he hasn't even eaten lunch.
We don't know how to comfort him. Fortunately, you are back. "
"So, you want me to persuade him?"
"Yes, you have the best relationship with him. Only you can persuade him." Crabbe said, "At least let him open the door. We don't want to sleep on the sofa in the lounge at night."
The corner of Aaron's mouth twitched. Malfoy didn't know if he was lucky or unlucky to have such a follower.
For these two goods, the quality of sleep seems to be more important.
"Okay, leave it to me!"
Aaron picked up Abe, walked to Draco's dormitory, and knocked lightly on the door a few times.
"I said it all, don't bother me."
Draco's voice came from inside the door, sounding particularly angry.
"it's me."
After a few seconds, the door opened.
When Draco saw Aaron, the depression on his face dissipated a lot, and was soon replaced by joy.
"I heard that someone was sulking because of poor academic performance, so I came here to take a look."
"who said it?
Crabbe or Goyle?Or are they together? "
"Of course they are together." Aaron said speechlessly, "They came here as soon as I came back, and wanted me to comfort you."
"Comfort?" Draco stood up a little annoyed, "They think I'm too fragile!
I don't need consolation, it's just a big deal, and it's not that I can't afford to lose, at worst, I'll be more polite when I see her in the future. "
"Then you still locked yourself in the room?"
Draco's expression changed, and he hesitated and said, "I just, I just have to think about how to tell my dad."
"What can't you say?
Your grades are still very good, he should be proud of you. "
"That's what I said, but I lost to Granger after all, to a wizard from a Muggle family.
He expresses his admiration for me every time he writes, and if I let him know, he may be disappointed. "
"Just because of this you locked yourself in the room?" Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, "How boring are you!
This is completely groundless worry!
Lucius Malfoy would not casually lose his temper with his precious son just because of a test result. "
"But...she's just one rank higher than me, if my father asks..."
"No but." Aaron interrupted him, "Thinking about it from another angle, you have at least defeated Harry Potter and your family's nemesis, Weasley.
Based on these two points alone, he couldn't fault it.
And as far as I know, your father didn't take such a test in school.
He didn't do well in the exam himself, so why should he educate you? "
"This..." Draco froze for a moment, "Are you sure?"
"Very sure, a certain professor told me that." Aaron spoke nonsense bluntly, he had no idea about Lucius' grades.
But he was sure that Lucius Malfoy was no better than his son, who had been working hard all year.
Draco breathed a sigh of relief, he cared very much about his father's opinion, and now it seems that he is the best.
"Aaron, did you really go to the underground classroom with Harry Potter and the others the night before, and defeated Professor Quirrell and destroyed his conspiracy?
is this real? "
"It's true, otherwise the two professors and I wouldn't have spent a day in the infirmary."
"Can you be more specific?" Draco rubbed his hands a little excitedly, obviously very interested in this matter.
"Uh...how should I say it?
We split up and happened to meet at the trapdoor. "Aaron gave Draco a brief description of the specific process, of course there must be some deletions.
With Voldemort neatly removed from his story, the fact that the Dark Lord was alive and waiting for his chance to make a comeback was not appropriate for Draco to know.
"It's too exciting, but it's also too dangerous." Draco patted the bed sheet angrily, "It's all Harry's fault, it was much safer according to your plan, and they dragged you into the water, It even hurt you."
"It's all over, at least the result is still good."
"You're just too generous." Draco said angrily, "If they hadn't insisted on going their own way, you wouldn't have been in a coma for so long.
And Hagrid, the half-blood giant, is an idiot, and it's fine if the secret is leaked, but he didn't realize that it was more or less unreasonable. "
Aaron: …
confidant!
......
On the second night, all the teachers and students of the school gathered in the auditorium one after another for the year-end banquet.
Rows of green flags representing Slytherin houses hang from the ceiling to celebrate their seventh straight House Cup win.
The auditorium was extremely noisy, and the tables were full of exquisite food, but they could only watch but not eat until the principal announced the start of the banquet.
Aaron held down Abei, who was a little halazi, for fear that it would be unable to hold back and would pounce on the table to eat.
Ding!Ding!Ding!
There was a crisp knocking sound, and the noisy sound quickly subsided.
Professor McGonagall put down the golden spoon in her hand, and Dumbledore, who was sitting next to her, stood up and faced all the students.
"Another year has passed, and the whole summer vacation is waiting for you, you must be impatient!
Before we can indulge in these delicious dishes, we have to hand out the academy cup. Dumbledore said excitedly, "We have already counted the scores. The specific scores of each college are as follows:
No.4, Gryffindor, 323 points; No.3, Hufflepuff, a total score of 352 points; No.2, Ravenclar, 437 points, topping the list is Slytherin College, a total score of 493 point. "
As the voice fell, deafening cheers erupted from the Slytherin dining table, but the faces of the students from the other three colleges were not very good, they just applauded symbolically.
The sound of applause is like a stone sinking into the sea, and there is no splash in the cheers.
It is true that Slytherin is excellent, but it is not true that his popularity is not very good, and it is estimated that it has something to do with too many consecutive championships.
Anyone who has been suppressed for six years, no, seven years, probably won't be in a good mood.
At the teacher's seat, Snape applauded quickly. Professor Sprout and Professor Flitwick were not so competitive. Although it was a pity, if you lose, you lose. It doesn't matter.
But Professor McGonagall was so sad that he didn't even bother to pretend, the words sadness and disappointment were almost written on his face.
"Very well, Slytherin, very well, Slytherin," said Dumbledore, "but recent events must also be taken into account.
I still have some final points to award. "
The scene fell silent instantly, and the smiles of Slytherin, who had already won the championship, gradually faded away, while the other students looked expectant.
Suddenly there was an accident at this time, which meant that there might be changes in the Academy Cup.
Because the points that Dumbledore, the headmaster, can award personally will definitely not be a small amount. If enough points are added to a certain house, such as Ravenclaw, which is ranked second, it may overtake Slytherin. .
But Professor McGonagall, who knew the truth, didn't look forward to it. This game only made Gryffindor's loss less ugly, but it still couldn't hit Slytherin's championship.
"Miss Hermione Granger." Dumbledore looked at a little wizard on the Gryffindor long table with a smile, "When others are in danger, she will give fifty points to her for her calm and clever use of her ingenuity. "
Hermione pursed her lips, and the corners of her mouth couldn't stop rising, and the Gryffindor at the same table also burst into loud cheers.
Fifty points, with these fifty points they are No.3, getting rid of the bottom one.
"The second is awarded to Mr. Ron Weasley. He has demonstrated superb chess skills and is the best in Hogwarts for a hundred years. The reward is fifty points."
The cheers sounded again, and Ron was dazed by the sudden reward, while his older brothers proudly showed off to others that Ron was their youngest brother.
"The third, to Harry Potter, for his daring and his extraordinary courage, for which I award Gryffindor House sixty points."
The voice fell, and the entire auditorium fell into a sea of cheers. Except for Slytherin, the other three houses began to shout for Gryffindor. Now they are only ten minutes away from pulling Slytherin out of the championship. Almost everyone is looking forward to it. They looked at their headmaster, hoping to give Gryffindor some extra points.
