Chapter 115: What Does Harry Potter Have?!!

"Another year has passed!"

Dumbledore raised his hands and said loudly: "While enjoying these delicious foods, we must..."

"Alright, we will now announce the house points; fourth place, Gryffindor: 312 points, third place... first place, Slytherin: 472 points!"

"Ah!"

"Hahaha!"

"First again!"

"I knew it!"

"We have been first for eight consecutive times!"

"Compared to us, what does Gryffindor have?"

The Slytherins shouted excitedly.

Darren didn't laugh at all because he knew this trophy must belong to Gryffindor.

After all, in the original work, since Harry came, Slytherin had never won the trophy again.

Of course, to fit his persona, he still looked gently toward Gryffindor.

He saw Harry’s surprised eyes.

Then he kept mouthing to him, asking him to meet after the dismissal. He nodded as a reply.

Then he noticed a gaze staring at him. He looked up in that direction.

Snape.

Snape’s expression was originally happy, but the moment he saw him look back, his face instantly turned ugly; Darren noticed his lips moving.

It seemed to be the word "detention." Ah, this.

Wouldn't he really be kept in detention until graduation? Darren scratched his hair tangledly.

The cowlick on his head looked even more perky.

"Showing off!"

Darren heard Cassandra mutter something next to him, not knowing who she was talking about. Was Cassandra having a conflict with some girl?

He looked around suspiciously, found no suspicious target, and then turned back to Dumbledore.

Next was the annual point-awarding drama. He deducted, he added, he was full of joy and sorrow. Sure enough.

"Then, before awarding the House Cup, we still need to include the recent events."

Dumbledore said.

People around Harry and Darren looked at them. However, Harry was surrounded by words of praise. Darren was surrounded by a chorus of humphs.

Only Cassandra spoke, and it was still a threat: If you dare to be reckless next time, no one in Slytherin will help you!

"I, I'm sorry..."

Darren showed a guilty expression.

He wanted to say more to express his guilt, but he heard the Slytherin table buzzing.

"No need to be so harsh."

"Yeah, every time I see him being stupid, I'm actually quite amused."

"Finally came back alive, actually no need to talk about him anymore."

"He was spoiled by you people."

"So you weren't the one who destroyed the voting machine?"

"Pfft, I just accidentally hit it while practicing spells!"

"Childish!"

Darren lowered his head, not knowing who said it.

And when he looked up, these people were sitting quietly in their seats, as if he were the only one who had amnesia just now.

Heh, a bunch of tsundere guys.

However, to maintain his persona, he still said very sincerely: "Thank you all; when the Sorting Hat sorted me into Slytherin at the beginning, I was very scared, always worried about being excluded and disliked."

"Who knew that this year, you all took such good care of me; you let me off many times, I understand, I..."

He wiped his eyes, his green eyes filled with mist. Clearly, he was deeply moved.

[Ding, Saint Father value +30]

[Ding, Saint Father value +40]

[Ding, Saint Father value +20]

[Ding...]

A bunch of small Saint Father values were obtained. Darren looked even more pitiful.

"Hmph, who wants your gratitude!"

"That's right, we are Slytherin, we wouldn't take care of you!"

"Who took care of you, show me the evidence!"

"Even if there is evidence, it was done unintentionally; who would take care of this idiot?"

"Slytherin doesn't do anything without profit; even if we take care of you, it's intentional!"

"That's right, taking care of you is just to make you repay us!"

A group of people spoke one after another. Not a single good word.

Forming a sharp contrast with the treatment of Harry in Gryffindor. So much so that Harry thought Darren was being bullied again. His face showed an angry expression.

But because those people didn't make a move on Darren, he could only be angry at himself; why didn't he go to Slytherin back then?

If he had gone, wouldn't he be able to protect Darren now?

While Harry was angry, Dumbledore above also got to the point.

"First, Ron Weasley... he played the most brilliant game of chess in Hogwarts history; for this, I award Gryffindor fifty points!"

"Roar roar!"

"Ron is our brother!"

The twins cheered loudly.

Ron blushed, covered his face, and lay on the table.

"Second, Hermione Granger... facing danger, she used a calm mind to repel the Devil's Snare and saved her classmates; Gryffindor gets another fifty points!"

Now Gryffindor had added one hundred points.

Now it was 412 points.

"Third, Harry Potter... he showed a fearless spirit; for this, Gryffindor gets 60 points!"

Now, Gryffindor had the same score as Slytherin.

"There are many kinds of courage... for this, I award Neville Longbottom 10 points!"

Gryffindor’s roar startled the Great Hall.

Harry noticed that the Slytherin students had already stood up in dissatisfaction. Darren was soothing them to sit down, but the effect was not great.

"Finally, there is one more person, Darren Potter; facing danger, he was fearless..."

"For this, Slytherin gets 60 points; therefore, the winner of this House Cup is Slytherin!"

Dumbledore said with a laugh. Slytherin cheered.

They took off their wizard hats and threw them into the sky, and a few bold witches walked over and hugged Darren.

Of course, there were also many different voices.

"Dumbledore is too unfair; Darren clearly contributed more than Harry Potter, yet they got the same points!"

"That's right, what does Harry Potter have?"

"Alright, if Darren hears you and pesters you to speak well of Harry Potter, can you handle it?"

"Can't handle it, scared, scared!"

"Still okay, if you ask me, 20 points would be enough; with that idiot Darren, getting points this time might fuel his reckless factor!"

"Hmph, we should be fiercer so he will be afraid!"

"Should be, next time let the Bloody Baron teach him a lesson; the Bloody Baron won't care if he is kind or not!"