My Hogwarts has a serious problem.

Chapter 333, Section 330: Children should not interrupt adults.

The next morning, when the students arrived at the auditorium to have breakfast, they indeed saw four blackboards on the high platform.

Simply write a name anywhere on the blackboard with your magic wand, and the name will disappear. By dinner time tonight, the names of the 10 people with the most votes will appear on the four blackboards.

Of course, most ambitious young wizards would write down their names and campaign for votes in front of students from various houses.

"I served as a class monitor for two years, and the service I provided to everyone during that time was evident to all. Even now, as a student council member, I will continue to dedicate myself to serving everyone."

Percy was giving a speech in front of the Gryffindor blackboard, but his speech was very poorly written. After all, the position of prefect was previously appointed directly by the head of the house. As long as you had a good relationship with the head of your house and your grades in the final exam were among the best in the house, the position of prefect was basically secured.

Unfortunately, the situation is different now. Although the final five selections are made by Professor McGonagall, in order to catch Professor McGonagall's eye, one must become one of the ten people with the most votes in their Gryffindor house.

With this premise in mind, Percy dared not relax. He believed that as long as he could become one of the ten candidates, Professor McGonagall would definitely choose him.

He had always been the prefect of Gryffindor. If Professor McGonagall didn't choose him, wouldn't that be tantamount to admitting that she had misjudged him in the past?

"George, vote for me! We're brothers, who else would you vote for?"

Percy had never pleaded with the twins so humbly before, which pleased George and Fred greatly.

"Fred, are you interested in joining the student council?" George asked Fred, winking as he pretended not to hear Percy's pleading words.

They knew each other inside and out; the moment George winked at Fred, he understood what he meant.

"Oh! Yes, if we could become members of the student council, wouldn't we never have to worry about being punished for our pranks in the castle again?" Fred said loudly to Percy next to him.

Percy stared at them.

"You can't do this! Even if you both write your names down, no one will vote for you. It'll just be a waste of your two votes!"

George pretended to ponder and said, "What you said seems to make sense, but we can ask Harry and the others to vote for us. Anyway, they're only in their third year and can't participate in student council. I believe that with our relationship, they'll help us campaign for votes."

Fred and George high-fived excitedly, "Great idea, George!"

Percy looked at them desperately: "No, please, I was planning to ask Ron and Harry for help too. Give me these precious tickets, please!"

The twins knew very well that even if they managed to get into the top ten with their connections in Gryffindor, Professor McGonagall would still not choose them, since their reputation among the professors was too bad.

They just want to mess with Percy and see him begging them.

"Let's go talk to Harry and the others."

George and Fred were overjoyed; they had never seen Percy so humble before.

Meanwhile, Lynn and the others were having breakfast.

"Who did you all vote for?"

As Lynn used his fork to knock away Umaru's fork that was about to stick into the fifth sausage, he asked Cedric and Ian.

Cedric scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed.

"I voted for myself. Professor Sprout had considered making me a prefect, but since the captain of the Hufflepuff Quidditch team was graduating soon, I chose to take over as Quidditch captain instead of becoming a prefect. Now that the student council doesn't have a rule that Quidditch captain can't run for prefect, I wanted to give it a try. The organization you proposed sounds really interesting."

Lynn immediately smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Then you're basically guaranteed a spot. You already have a great reputation in Hufflepuff, and Professor Sprout also thinks highly of you."

"Nothing is absolute until the outcome is confirmed," Cedric said, shaking his head. "If I'm not selected in the end, it would be too early to be happy."

Lynn was certain that there was absolutely no chance he wouldn't be chosen. A true Hogwarts champion possessed all the qualities expected of a Hogwarts student, which proved just how highly regarded Cedric was at the school.

It's just that some of them died too young.

However, it is highly unlikely that Cedric will die next year.

"And you, Ian? Did you vote for yourself?" Lynn asked, raising an eyebrow. He was really looking forward to working with his two friends in the student council.

Ian shook his head.

"I wasn't interested in being a student council officer, so I voted for someone else."

"Who did you vote for?" Cedric asked, looking at him.

"Penelo Krivate".

Cedric and Lynn both widened their eyes: "Why did you vote for her?"

Ian stared at them with dead fish eyes: "What are you two thinking now? I voted for her simply because she helped me return a book to the library before, it was just repaying a favor. Besides, she took the initiative to contact me, saying that she really hoped I could support her, because it was very important to her."

Lynn and Cedric exchanged a glance, both seeing the "I feel it's not that simple" look in each other's eyes.

"We're not thinking anything of it. I just wanted to remind you that your prefect is currently dating Percy Weasley. The last time I saw them in Diagon Alley, they were practically eating each other's mouths."

Having been prevented from eating, and forced to drink pumpkin juice on the sidelines with a wronged expression, Umaru looked up and asked innocently.

Why would they want to eat each other's food?

Lynn patted her on the head.

Children should not interrupt when adults are talking.

Umaru pouted and muttered something like, "You guys aren't that much older than me."

Ian said with a dark expression.

"I told you I was just repaying a favor, and besides, I'm already engaged."

Suddenly, Lynn stopped rubbing Xiaoma's hair, and Cedric stopped putting a fried potato into his mouth.

They stared blankly at Ian for a good ten seconds before they came to their senses.

"Which family's daughter is she?"

"Is he a Muggle or a wizard?"

When did you get engaged?

"Why didn't you tell us when we met?"

(End of this chapter)