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Chapter 124 Scholarship System

"The House Cup belongs to Slytherin again, right?"

"Well, it should be fine. After all, the score difference is so big. But the fights this year were really fun, especially in the lower grades. Potter and the others did a really good job. I think he will be a sure thing in a few years..."

Because summer vacation is approaching, except for one prefect who is necessary to maintain discipline, the other three prefects all came to the office to work overtime - summer notice, transcript summary, inventory of measures in the castle, financial settlement of this school year, holiday security work...

A series of tasks came together, making everyone want to quickly select a new job - ah, no, a new class monitor.

But it was useless. The class leaders were selected during the summer vacation. The dean had to select them from a list based on the class leader's recommendation, test scores, and the students' performance in the college. The list was then reported to the school. This process meant that no one would come in to work before the new semester.

So, when chatting in the office, these prefects naturally turned the topic from the college cups that had not yet been distributed to the recommendation of new prefects.

"If he becomes prefect, who will manage the team? That's a rare seeker - we can't always give up the house cup to play Slytherin?"

The prefects have too much work to do - even with a time-turner, it is impossible to balance the team and school work. Even playing part-time requires another prefect to work twice as hard.

After all, even a talented player needs training to integrate himself with the players so as not to become disconnected from the team.

"We'll train another captain candidate. Seekers are relatively independent anyway, so we can choose from the first-year students..."

Andrew raised his head and interrupted, "Just be a substitute - I found that the major college teams have no substitutes. Although there are limited games and they may not play, they can still develop tacit understanding during regular training. Besides, if the opponent uses a self-destruct tactic, it can also prevent the opponent..."

As he spoke, he suddenly came to his senses - the self-destruction tactic was not very effective against the wizarding world. Whether it was dirty or not was secondary. Ordinary injuries that required replacement only required a spell and some potions, and a few minutes of repair. If it was serious, it would be troublesome - brain repair magic had always made limited progress.

But this is not the most critical point. As a Ravenclaw, it is understandable to come to the headmaster's office to do chores, but it is absolutely unacceptable to give effective suggestions to the Gryffindor team.

"Substitute?"

Andrew stared at the other person with an expression that said, "If you continue discussing this, I'm going to drag you out for a duel."

"To be fair, we won't use it until next year, just consider it as something we thought of during the holiday!"

'Go back and tell the prefects in the house that this is Gryffindor's new tactic!'

The other party had given Andrew a way out, and he could only prepare to remedy the situation with deep regret - although his own dean and Quidditch captain must have known that the decision was made based on many considerations, he still had to say it.

Adding one more place means that the academy has to provide an extra set of tools including brooms, and has to spend more time on training. If they have the ability, every academy would like to set up a reserve team so that they can train faster during each training session. But the question is who has the money?

But the matter was done, and Andrew had no choice but to lower his head and continue working on his paper.

-

It wasn't just Andrew who was depressed, but also Dumbledore in the headmaster's office.

He looked at the total scores, then at the college cup that had just been delivered to him, and for a moment he found it difficult to make up his mind.

Before school started, he even planned to be partial to Harry at the end of the semester so that he could integrate into the house with the help of the house cup - if Severus could be partial, so could he.

But not now - Gryffindor was more united than he thought.

Giving the college cup again would be tantamount to encouraging fighting.

But give it to Slytherin again? Gryffindor, who has gained nothing, will dare to do it next year - when they lose confidence in honor, ignoring it becomes a matter of course.

In the past, the students could tolerate Slytherin's consecutive wins because their Quidditch team was indeed very strong, and with a little bit of Severus's favoritism, they were able to crush the opponent. But this year's Quidditch results are different...

"To another college?"

“That doesn’t make sense…”

Even though most of the daily work had been handed over to Minerva, he still had to make the decision on issues like this one - his eyes swept across the table, and those Knuts caught Dumbledore's attention.

...

Well, care about learning, retain knowledge... Got it, final grades!

Dumbledore quickly shared this immature suggestion with the headmasters behind him, and everyone praised it. "Good idea, give extra points to the first place in the overall score and the first place in the subject!"

"And add a personal medal!"

"Add a little bonus and let Minerva handle it!"

...

The headmasters who were there to watch the fun praised Dumbledore's genius idea and added a little detail - there is no headmaster who doesn't like good students.

As expected, he is Dumbledore, who left books for the latter in the library!

"It's just that the grades are a little bit heavy..."

"Indeed... Let's add a badge for Quidditch too. Each member of the first-place team will receive one, and it will also count towards the House Cup points!"

"feasible!"

……

-

“Allow funds?”

When the request was delivered to the principal's office, Andrew and several class leaders began to stare at each other - the school year was already over, where would the money come from?

"If all else fails, let the Ministry of Magic sponsor it..."

Andrew, who was overwhelmed by the bills, started complaining - he had been working overtime every day these days!

“Isn’t it too much of an overreaction to apply for another grant for this amount of money?”

"Let's add a greenhouse. If it's approved, we can name the scholarship."

More than once he had seen Professor McGonagall hesitate and then reject a report on building a new greenhouse - there was no way, that thing was too expensive to build.

"You're robbing me, Andrew."

How many scholarships are there? A greenhouse is made of Galleons!

But compared to carefully calculating and allocating some money from similar bills, this method is indeed simple.

So, about half an hour later, Professor McGonagall received a nearly blackmailing report from the student who worked as a handyman in her office.

About half an hour later, Fudge's office received the report.

"You need a large sum of money at the end of the semester?"

"Oh my god, how can I explain to those guys why Albus would apply for so much money at this time of the semester..."

Fudge rubbed his forehead, but he had to do this job, which meant he had to reject some of the requests appropriately - no matter how excessive Dumbledore was, he was not the one who could take away the responsibility...

"Scholarship? Title?"

He perked up all of a sudden and glanced at his assistant with disappointment - he had wanted to change it for a long time, and had been planning to wait and see after next year's interns, but it seemed unnecessary.

"Send a notice to the logistics department and ask them to coordinate the funding. The sooner the better. Communicate with Hogwarts and reply. I will send it again this afternoon. Then I will notify you when the funds are ready."

"Also, prepare my speech. Yes, I have to go to Hogwarts to attend the ceremony. Is there something wrong with your schedule? Postpone or cancel it!"

This assistant is a bit too petty - he can't even grasp the key points of the document. He asked for a bit too much money, but he also said that it was for building a greenhouse, so it's not a waste. The money belongs to the Ministry of Magic, and the reputation is his own. Is there any need to ask which one to choose?

(End of this chapter)