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113: Photos

Allen showed a classic silly and sweet smile and hugged Eddie's shoulders tightly.

Sergey silently took a sip of his drink and handed a stack of coins to Joel, "Come back and help me deliver the money to Selwyn."

Joel knew that no matter how much he tried to persuade Sergey, he would never get the money back, so he simply took it.

Eddie became excited after learning about his potion results. He ran back to the dormitory to get a deck of cards and taught them how to play blackjack.

The next morning, Professor Flitwick came to the bulletin board in the common room with the warm report cards. The Ravenclaw students had been waiting on the sofa early. Don't pounce immediately when they saw the five long report cards.

Go up.

Joel found the second grade report card at the second to last position at the bottom of the bulletin board. The first person on the list was not him or Sergey, but Haylis.

Except for her E in Potions, her grades in all other subjects were O's.

This year, Sergey failed in History of Magic and Herbology, and his grades were not very satisfactory. Joel's shortcomings were Astronomy and History of Magic. The two of them only got E in these subjects. Fortunately, they performed well in other subjects.

Help the two of them secure their joint second place position.

Eddie is still the last in Ravenclaw this year, but his grades have steadily improved compared to the previous school year. There is no T, and he also got an O in Herbology. The progress is quite obvious, and he has temporarily escaped the crisis of repeating a grade.

"Joel, come out with me for a moment." Professor Flitwick greeted Joel with his hands behind his back after posting the transcripts.

Outside the door guarded by the eagle-shaped door knocker, Flitwick stretched out his hand from behind with a smile.

He was holding a picture frame in his hand, and inside there was a magical photo. The little man on it kept moving with Professor Flitwick's fingers, as if he didn't want to be pressed by his fingers.

"This is..." Joel took the photo frame over.

"Professor McGonagall told me," Professor Flitwick lowered his voice as much as possible, "This is a photo I found. Your parents are on it."

"Let's take a look..." Professor Flitwick, now only as tall as Joel's shoulders, awkwardly stood on tiptoes and walked towards the window with Joel in his arms.

"This is a group photo of the 1974 Ravenclaw graduates. The two standing together are your parents." Professor Flitwick clicked on the photo with his finger, and the little people in the photo quickly moved away.

Create a space for Joel to take a closer look at the couple in the middle of the photo.

They were wearing Hogwarts bachelor's uniforms, with their bachelor's hats slightly tilted. They were holding hands and leaning shoulder to shoulder, and one glance at them showed that they were closely related. They both smiled brightly at the camera.

Professor McGonagall was right. The skin of the original owner of the body was quite similar to that of his mother. Her thick brown hair covered the side of her face like waves. Her figure was slim and graceful, and her facial features were delicate and beautiful. She turned around to look at

There seemed to be a little starlight in her eyes when she looked at her boyfriend.

My father is tall, wears a pair of glasses crookedly, has a slovenly beard, looks unkempt, and has deep and calm eyes.

"The two of them have excellent academic performance. A research report on runes they wrote in seventh grade has already won several international awards," Flitwick said with emotion. "After graduation, they were hired by the Department of Mysteries with high salaries to work as such.

The Nigerian writing consultant will remain anonymous from now on and will no longer reveal his true identity."

"You can keep this photo," Professor Flitwick raised his head and looked at Joel, "just keep it as a thought."

"...Thank you, Professor." Joel held the photo frame in his arms.

Professor Flitwick smiled and patted Joel on the back, "By the way, Professor, you said before that my parents were hired into the Department of Mysteries with high salaries?"

"That's right," Professor Flitwick nodded. "With the theoretical research level of the two of them, it is impossible to work there if the Ministry of Magic does not offer enough money."

"Then..." Joel seemed a little embarrassed, "Do you know who keeps my parents' inheritance?"

Professor Flitwick frowned, "Inheritance... After your parents disappeared, all information property should have been protected by the British Ministry of Magic."

Joel nodded, there was one more task for this summer vacation.

This inheritance must be considerable, and it is absolutely impossible to leave it to the Ministry of Magic.

Of course, Joel is not that shameless, taking possession of someone else's body and taking someone else's inheritance. He doesn't mind trying his best to find out the reason for the disappearance of the original owner of the body, as a small compensation.

After the results were distributed, the house points of the four houses were also tallied up. Relying on three wins in the Quidditch match and excellent performance in the final exam, Ravenclaw House successfully won the first place.

"Quidditch Cup plus House Cup!" Prefect Caitlin hurriedly ran up from the scoring gem downstairs, "We in Ravenclaw will have such a day too!"

The current Ravenclaws were excited and excited, but Joel was not very happy. He knew that at tomorrow's year-end banquet, Dumbledore would add hundreds of points to Gryffindor House and become the winner of the House Cup.

After a sleepless night, Joel and his classmates arrived at the auditorium on time the next evening. The auditorium was filled with blue and bronze colors representing Ravenclaw, and a huge banner with a Ravenclaw eagle was hung on the teacher's bench.

on the wall behind.

Dumbledore was in high spirits and seemed to be in a good mood. He stood up and stretched out his arms. The content of his speech was very much the same as last year, until when the Academy Cup was awarded, Dumbledore read out the scores of the four houses: Ravenclaw——

492 points, Slytherin - 411 points, Hufflepuff - 353 points, Gryffindor - 332 points.

The Ravenclaw table erupted into earth-shattering cheers. This will be the second consecutive year that they win the Academy Cup.

Dumbledore interrupted them with two coughs, "Same as last year, we also have some points to distribute..."

There were no surprises. Hermione and Ron each won 50 points for Gryffindor, and Harry won 60 points for his face-to-face confrontation with Professor Quirrell. The final blow was made up by Neville Longbottom.

"There are many types of courage," Dumbledore smiled. "We need superhuman courage to deal with our enemies, and it also takes a lot of courage to stand our ground in front of our friends. Therefore, I want to reward Mr. Neville Longbottom.

10 points.”

The Ravenclaw table was completely silent. They never expected that Gryffindor could add 170 points and complete the lead in an instant.

The cooked duck flew away when it reached the mouth, which made the Ravenclaw students very angry. Some students who were not calm even knocked on the cutlery on the long table to express their dissatisfaction.

Gryffindor played the role of the king of comeback victory. The decoration of the auditorium was completely new. A fiery red Gryffindor lion flew out across the sky and roared, driving away the Ravenclaw eagle on the banner.

Now it was the Gryffindors' turn to be proud and proud. The crowd rushed to hug Harry, and the thin man was drowned in the crowd. The cheers flew higher through the auditorium to the sky.


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