Harry Potter Scoreboard Novels & Stories

Something inside me tightened up. He had that same disconcerting calm, like he was too good for nerves. I hated that. Ms. Robbins squeezed my shoulder. “You’ve got this, Isidora. He’s good, but you’re better.” I believed that. All the way through, right until I saw the scores. There it was. 1st — Dante Vale. Score: 94. 2nd — Isidora Hayes. Score: 93. One point. One single point.

Griff said tiredly. "No it's not. It is perfectly rated. Because it is a perfectly good series of movies." I argued with him. "Whatever bro." Tyler told me and I noticed Storm silently looking at me then he looked at Cole before frowning briefly. "I would choose the hunger games over Harry Potter any day." Storm said in a certain tone. "Now we're talking. See that's gas." Griff told me and I rolled my eyes at him. "I agree that it's gas but it's not gassier than Harry fucking Potter." I told him and he ruffled my hair up.

Anara Pov “Ladies, after much debate and analysis of your performance, here is the scoreboard from yesterday’s trial,” the elder announces, pointing to a screen that had been hidden behind a large painting. The screen shows the scoreboard, and when I search for my name and score, I am stunned to find it. I am in first place on the rank.

The Fire Serpent screamed in horror, and its huge eyes gradually went slack. The moment the snake died, an electronic screen appeared above the alternate space and a voice broadcasted, “Congratulations to the sixth battlefield for killing a Fire Serpent with the strength of the seventh zone! 10,000 points will be awarded, and you now have a total of 14,700 points! “Congratulations to the sixth battlefield for taking first place after the ranking update!”

"How can you only get a score of zero, Kirey? Fortunately, Mr. Dani corrected his words earlier. If everything is repeated, I'm sure you will receive another curse!" I looked at Harry who was driving after their class ended 15 minutes ago. Mr. Dani, our general course lecturer, shared the results of our exams. And guess what? I got rank one from the bottom. Harry immediately pulled me out of the classroom before much of the cursing I heard from them. And all I'm doing right now is staring at Harry disinterestedly, and not knowing him. I still had time to ask Harry for some more candy. "It's not that I don't want to answer that question!" I finally started to speak up. At least I have to defe

I stole a glance at him, and found his gaze already trained on me. My cheeks flared crimson, and I swiftly averted my eyes. Would it be too greedy to hope for victory, especially when Wyatt’s popularity was something else? Headmaster Sora cleared his throat, the sound echoing in the tense silence. “The team not mentioned is automatically the second-placer and will earn four points.” I braced myself for the moment of truth. “The first place is… Team Yellow.”

It was impossible for her to become the champion of the math tournament even with her combined score from all three sections. Mr. Potts projected the results on the screen. My eyes immediately flew to the last row. "Clara Toland (0 points)." My lips twitched up into a smile. It was as I expected. However, I was stunned when my eyes traveled upward.

One point, two points, three points, all the way to ten. There were negative points too, from negative one to negative ten. "What's all this?" Hector grumbled, "It's a scorecard. I'm your so-called nanny, and you get to rate my performance." What he did not say out loud was the kicker. Each point was worth a whopping 1,500 dollars, and the total score would determine how much investment he could wrangle from Stephen. Madeline rolled her eyes. 'Seriously? What's this, a preschool playground?'

Fiona exclaimed with delight, "Today's top scorer is Owen, with a perfect score of 10! Let’s give him a round of applause, everyone!" The whole class made surprised sounds. Owen, who had always struggled in exams, actually scored a perfect grade? Owen stood up, thinking that Ms. Fiona was praising him, and asked, "Did I score 100 points?" Ms. Fiona looked at him, her gaze falling on the name tag on his chest, and said with regret, "Zack, you only scored 4 points... and you forgot to write your name." After speaking, she handed the test paper to Owen.

As Ariel watched them, her lips curled in cold amusement. Chad, wearing a look of curiosity, asked with feigned concern, "Did you get a good look? What's Ms. Stanton's score? Is it around the same as Ari's?" As soon as he said that, Nancy pressed her lips into a tighter line. She shut off the screen and lowered her phone. Her mind was ringing, leaving her thoughts scattered and impossible to piece together. 469… How could Ariel score 469 out of 500? "There must be a mistake." Matt snapped out of his daze and asked in disbelief, "You're the top scorer? You got 469?"