Harry Potter Scoreboard Novels & Stories

Team Ee- 120 Team Ff- 120 Team Bb- 120 Team Pp- 90 Team S1s1-75 Team Aa- 70 Team E1e1-70 Team Ss- 60 Team Oo- 50 Team Dd- 45 Team D1d1-45 Team Rr- 45 Team Tt- 45 Team Ww- 45 The breakdown of scores were also presented. “Now to the grand finale, which had me holding my heart in my hands……do you want me to say it or watch it?” Harry asked tauntingly.

While Class Steorra runs in the second have 94 points and our Class Sage has mere 55 points quite a huge difference in scores. Sora and the other student with earring were sitting in the VIP seats near the announcer with quite a clear view on the field. And his alluring eyes and his lips that arching upward are roguishly looking at the area where the class Sages are, looking at Zitrey with that circuitous smile.

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!”

I say. "And why?" --- CASSANDRA's POV I just remained in silence while I am watching the game, while Sab and Steph are screaming, cheering the boys. As much as I wanted to shout — to cheer for them, I am not doing it. He might see it and might jump to a conclusion later. So, every time he got scored, I just smile secretly. Looking at the scoring board, Khai, Von, and Alex's scores are leading with ten points from the scores of the other side.

“I didn’t realize we were being scored. How many do I have?” “It’s not a real thing.” I laughed slightly. “When we were kids we came up with this silly game. A point system. Whoever has the most by the time we die wins.” “How many do each of you have?” Penn asked curiously. “Three thousand one hundred and thirty-eight.” Zeke said proudly. “Now I have three thousand and ninety-seven.” Posy sighed. “Three thousand two hundred and six.” I grinned. “Two thousand eight hundred and ninety-three.” Cedric stated.

"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

“Looks like your fanboy’s ready to make a move. Severus is practically drooling.” I grunted, my eyes still on Severus. He was Rank 93, close enough to challenge me without breaking the ten-point rule. Headmaster explained next. “To gain points, you must prove your dominance,” Soren continued. “Challenge another within ten ranks of your own. Win, and you take a portion of their points—five to ten, depending on the stakes. Lose, and you surrender your own. Refuse a challenge, and you lose ten points automatically. Fall below Rank Ten, and you risk expulsion… or worse.”

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.