Chapter 118 Celebrate, We Are Number One!

Ever since Dumbledore mentioned Rigg, the Gryffindor table had become agitated, especially the first-year wizards and Rigg, who were crowded with people.

Rigg smiled and accepted the congratulations from his friends, and the twins never stopped patting his shoulders.

The little wizard who trotted over from other places on the long table also rushed over excitedly to hug and slap Rigg on the back.

pain! pain! pain!

Rigg raised the corners of his mouth with force, barely maintaining a controlled expression. He didn't know what these little wizards grew up on, and they all had such strong hands.

Rigg, who pays a little attention to his handsome image, can only lower his head from time to time to avoid being seen grinning.

"Excellent academic performance, I have heard countless professors praise him..." Behind Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall smiled reservedly and silently, and Professor Flitwick laughed directly.

Professor McGonagall was a little unhappy to find that Professor Flitwick was prouder than her.

But she didn't say it!

"Amazing magic power reserves, extraordinary wit and bravery... He never flinches in the face of powerful enemies, and uses high-level magic spells to guard his own justice and the safety of Hogwarts."

Hearing Principal Dumbledore's words, Rigg felt relieved.

The Ministry of Magic is not a vegetarian. If they hear the stories told by young wizards, they are likely to come to Hogwarts to investigate.

Now that he has the principal's endorsement, he just used a powerful spell and did not break any laws or regulations.

"I am willing to give Gryffindor 70 points for Rigg's proficiency in spells and courage!"

After Dumbledore added points for Ron, Hermione and Harry, Gryffindor's House Cup points reached an astonishing 642 points.

Now Rigg has added another 70 points... The prefect of Ravenclaw finally found the answer from the school history.

He shouted: "I know, the highest score in history is 682 points created by Slytherin!"

For a moment, the starry sky dome in the auditorium was about to be overturned by the discussion of the young wizards present. Ron counted on his fingers how many points they had now.

Rigg stood up with a smile and loudly announced, "We are number one!"

The quick-minded Hermione didn't have to count on her fingers like Ron. She did a quick mental calculation and reported the correct answer, "Gryffindor is now 712 points!"

712 points!

A tsunami of cheers spread throughout the auditorium. If someone was standing outside the auditorium at this moment, they might think there was an explosion.

The cheers at the Gryffindor table grew louder and louder.

Harry and Ron stood up and cheered loudly, and Rigg hugged Hermione, who was still excited, and celebrated with the other little wizards.

Hermione's face, which was already flushed with excitement, was now like a ripe tomato, and her eyes were sparkling with shyness.

Rigg stood up and was immediately overwhelmed by the crowd that rushed to hug him. He stumbled back a few steps, but luckily Hermione held him so he didn't fall.

Neville shouted that this was his roommate, and Ron also took the initiative to tell the little wizards around him the story of their clearance, that dangerous night...

The little wizards at the Gryffindor table, especially Rigg's first-year classmates, have heard this story many times, but this time I listened to it after Gryffindor won the first place in history, and it felt strange. It’s different.

This is a legendary story, Neville firmly believed that he decided to tell this story to his grandma when he returned home.

Grandma will definitely praise him for making the right friends.

Harry cheered, nudged Ron with his elbow, and then pointed at Malfoy.

Watching Gryffindor celebrate, it was hard for Draco not to think of the points he deducted for Slytherin. Could it be that this was just one point behind him...

Judging from Malfoy's appearance, even if he had just been cast a full body binding spell, he would not look more surprised or panicked than he did now.

Pansy, the poodle that he usually looked down on, had been paying attention to little Malfoy. Seeing tears in Draco's eyes, she pretended to be unintentional and said, "It's because the Quidditch team didn't win the last game. In the game, we are more than a hundred points behind, how can we catch up?"

The other Slytherin students who were sitting quietly after Gryffindor won the championship also nodded in agreement. This point difference was definitely not something they could get back by being praised by their professors. They had to rely on the large amount of money they received after winning the Quidditch game. Add points.

As for Rigg and the others, who received praise from the principal and broke the historical record, the Slytherin students were even more silent.

This is not something they can do.

How about condemning the Quidditch team.

Even though he really didn't want to see his mortal enemy Gryffindor celebrating, the scene in the auditorium did not change according to the will of the Slytherin students, and Dumbledore hadn't finished speaking yet.

"This means," Dumbledore had to shout loudly to be heard over the thunderous cheers, because even the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff students were celebrating this historic breakthrough, " We need to make some small changes to the decor here.”

He clapped his hands, and immediately, the bright red hanging ribbons were trimmed with gold, and there were exquisite embroideries on the front of the ribbons; the majestic Gryffindor lion that scared many people became even bigger, It seemed to be alive, walking out of the banner, running and roaring in the air.

"Let us congratulate Gryffindor for not only winning first place, but also becoming the holder of the House Cup record in the history of Hogwarts! Now, celebrate and eat!"

Dumbledore quickly announced Gryffindor's amazing results. He believed that the little wizards below could not wait to celebrate freely.

As soon as Dumbledore sat down and managed to drag Hermione out of the crowded crowd, he gasped.

He found that there were more little wizards swaying like zombies chasing after them, so Rig pulled Hermione and ran away.

Gryffindor students were all immersed in today's dinner. Good news came one after another. The final number one in history was something that the senior students had never imagined.

Before this year, their only wish was to unseat Slytherin, who had won six consecutive championships. Now, even Slytherin's proud first place in history has been won by them!

As a prefect, Percy's face flushed with excitement. He kept nodding his head and listened to the murmurings of his two younger brothers.

Even if Rigg didn't know what those little wizards wanted to do, just by seeing the malicious smiles of the leaders George and Fred, he dared to conclude that something was up.

Rigg had never felt that the auditorium was so small. No matter how hard he and Hermione ran, they could not hide from the students rushing in from all directions.

Before they could even take two steps, the desperate couple, Rigg and Hermione, were caught by Percy who was standing on a long table instructing the Gryffindor students from a distance. Percy showed a victorious smile.

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