This is what Ravenclaw looks like..

Chapter 125 Year-end Banquet
The end-of-term celebration, or end-of-year party, was held before the results were announced - Andrew suspected that this was to put everyone in a good mood.

However, Andrew and his team were among the few people in the field who knew about the situation, as the results had already been summarized and were waiting to be announced.

No first-year student needed to repeat a grade, but students in other grades did. As for those whose grades were so bad that they needed to be expelled - the standard was too low, and Andrew couldn't think of who would do that. In fact, the scores of those who had to repeat a grade were enough to surprise him.

Since he couldn't leak the information anyway, he just thought of himself as a freeloader - he even suppressed his curiosity and didn't look at his roommate's grades to avoid making himself feel bad.

The hall was decorated by elves in Slytherin style early on, and there was no doubt that they would win the championship again this year.

The second place is Ravenclaw, but the score gap is a bit big - there is no way, Professor Snape's little tricks are really difficult to deal with.

Third place went to Gryffindor, who won the Quidditch tournament, but unfortunately, they had too much fun at Christmas.

As for Hufflepuff, they are a few points ahead of Gryffindor - there is no way, under Professor Snape's scoring rules, the more people there are, the more points will be deducted, this is a loss...

'This year there were also several scholarship awards and a speech from the Minister of Magic...'

Andrew thought about it in his mind, then ignored it - it wasn't his job to receive them anyway, so Percy volunteered to take over.

Eating and drinking are the main business today - today there is pistachio flavored ice cream, which is a super limited edition, and Andrew is looking forward to it.

But before that——"Please, please move aside..."

A rather polite photographer was talking quietly to the ghost over there.

He was looking for a suitable angle to prepare for today's photo - it was obvious that it was not a first-line photo, otherwise he would have scolded the students.

'He's a bit clumsy. I guess he was asked to take over temporarily because of yesterday's report - after all, the frontline reporters have too many tasks to do.'

After all, Andrew was the willful headmaster who could demand a grant at the end of the school year, and he had noticed Dumbledore's appearance.

Sure enough, after Dumbledore went up and said a few words, he happily invited Fudge to go up.

"When did Fudge come?"

Hughes asked curiously.

"The photographer will be here when you are decorating, so you need to pay more attention to the environment."

Hal explained in a pleasant whisper.

"…I am very happy to see you enthusiastic students. It reminds me of my days of living and studying in Hogwarts…I am glad that you all have a…"

"What did he want to say?"

Hughes frowned - the speech was a bit long, causing everyone except the Slytherin students to feel a little bored.

"…Therefore, the Ministry decided to provide everyone with an honor and corresponding incentives in the name of the Ministry of Magic…"

……

'In the name of the Ministry of Magic...'

Andrew sighed. Although he knew it yesterday, he was still looking forward to Fudge naming it today - when the Ministry of Magic changes its Minister, he can get a fee for changing the name. Unfortunately, the Ministry is not stupid...

It seems honorable to use a person's name, and the name will most likely be changed once the minister is replaced. However, if the name is used in the department's name, no one will forget the person who initiated it.

"Now I will announce the list of winners, and Minister Fudge will present the awards."

Professor McGonagall went up to speak in a cheerful voice. Even the usually serious Professor McGonagall was like this, which showed how much she had been cheated. "First up is the Gryffindor team that won the Quidditch Cup this year!"

A bunch of silly-looking students stood up at the Gryffindor table. Among them was Wood, the captain of Gryffindor. Andrew had seen him report to the office several times, and he almost jumped onto the stage.

With Percy holding the plate, Fudge presented them with medals and a small purse one by one.

Then came the sixth graders – first overall and first in each subject.

This is not bad, there are a lot of people, after all, the subjects are divided, and there are many talents in the advanced class. Then there is the fourth grade (there is no exam for the fifth grade, Andrew almost laughed out loud when he saw Percy standing there stupidly...)
The fourth grade is okay, even though there are only three of them, they seem okay.

In the third year, things were different. Cedric from Hufflepuff stood there in a daze, receiving Fudge's medals one after another, and almost even took the purse.

Three second-grade students also went up.

"First year, first in the overall score, Miss Hermione Granger...First in Charms, Miss Hermione Granger..."

After a series of firsts, Andrew's name was called, "First in Transfiguration, Mr. Andrew Taylor."

Andrew stood up from the table, walked quickly up and accepted the medal and purse.

"It seems a bit regrettable that the fifth-year students did not join," Fudge smiled and unfolded a piece of parchment. "Fortunately, I thought about this issue and got a fairly reliable list from the Examination Management Bureau in advance."

He cleared his throat. "First in the overall score, Percy Weasley. First in Charms, Percy Weasley..."

"Oh, Merlin's socks," Fudge said with a casual smile, "If I hadn't been so familiar with Ms. Marchbank, I would have thought she was joking with me - top of all subjects, Percy Weasley."

"Well, Percy Weasley is over there, please come up to the stage."

Andrew saw from close that Percy's face was a little too red. It was obvious that he would not hesitate to kill a dozen Death Eaters if Fudge asked him to.

But it was difficult for him to introduce himself now, and Andrew couldn't do anything either - fortunately, Cedric, who was closest to him, reminded him in a low voice, and Fudge responded quickly.

"Oh my goodness, oh my goodness, this is Percy Weasley, boy, you are so humble."

Where are the medals! Where are the fifth grade medals!
It couldn't be that Fudge had this idea on his own accord. Even if it was, he should have informed the school! Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to order matching medals!
Fortunately, Fudge did communicate - although Andrew was unaware of it, and his assistant came over happily with the medal and purse, and Percy suddenly joined the ranks of award recipients, standing there feeling proud and a little shy, and looking like he was having a lot of fun.

"I can survive..."

Andrew heard a whisper at the back of the team, it was the twins.

"With this badge, at least I can go home during the summer vacation, as long as my grades are not too bad."

Fred and George whispered, "After all, Ron has nothing..."

You two...really...

Andrew couldn't help but think back. He remembered that the professor was very concerned about the grades of these two people at that time and was afraid that they would accidentally fail the grade.

Well, he was the one who graded the test paper, and it seemed to be T (very poor)?

Professor McGonagall hesitated, but finally did not change it - because he did not have to repeat the grade.

Um...good luck with your summer vacation.

He prayed silently for both of them.

(End of this chapter)