Harry Potter Scoreboard Novels & Stories

My heart pounded as I waited for my number to appear. Princess Celestine — 9.7 Commander Cyran Ardent — 10.4 Cheers instantly erupted across the grandstand. Lord Vaeldric Ashbourne — 10.6 The applause grew even louder as the scores climbed higher. I watched the screen without much reaction. I'd already lowered my expectations. Just as I thought, my name appeared last. Of course. I'd taken far too long before pulling the trigger. Lady Seraphina Vermont — 10.3

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?"

"Tickets to Harry's concerts are priceless. To see him perform here today—it's something I never dared to dream of!" "No matter the outcome, just witnessing Harry's performance makes the entire trip worthwhile!" "With Harry's level of skill, Sharon doesn't stand a chance today." "Even losing to him would be an honor." The audience buzzed with exhilaration, voices overlapping in a wave of admiration. Even the judges wore expressions of awe, awarding Harry and Kelly the highest possible score: a perfect one hundred.

Second place: Caelum Pair 2 – 93 points. And then, a deep chime resonated from the crystal, like the ringing of the final bell. Golden magic spilled from the scoreboard, painting the air in bold, brilliant letters: First Place: Zane and Ronan – 98 points. The room exploded. Cheers erupted from the neutral spectators. The Werewolf Academy students screamed in disbelief. The professors exchanged startled looks. The floor beneath us shimmered as enchanted fireworks burst mid-air, streaking the ceiling with star-shaped light. Zane just froze.

He’s found it. How amusing. This year, the island isn’t the only thing full of predators. - By the end of the day, the scoreboard tells its own story—every name that matters has already crossed the two-thousand-point mark. My gaze finds Eldon’s rank and lingers there. His numbers haven’t moved much since morning. My jaw tightens. What are you thinking? I push back from my seat in the viewing center when my phone buzzes. The caller ID flashes Control Room.

She couldn’t believe that someone could score higher than Hugo. “Yeah, sir. You already said that the papers were arranged in ascending order, meaning she’s the highest scorer. We were just curious.” “Is it the same score as Hugo?” Freya tested. He shook his head. Several gasped in surprise. “Not even the same score as Hugo? Is it 90 then? It should be 90.” He shook his head once more. “Ninety---One?” He shook his head again. ‘Ugh. If I keep doing this, my neck is going to hurt.’

Soon, he noticed an exaggerated expression spreading on everyone's faces, and gasping sounds were heard. Many people started to quiver. "Is… Is that score for real?" "Am I dreaming?" "My… My eyes must be deceiving me. Quick! Pinch and tell me that's not real!" "Goodness gracious! How’s this possible?!" "It's over 9000 points! This is impossible! This is twice higher than Connor's score. It’s more than that!" "There's no such score in the Sects' Recruitment Ceremony's history, right!" "Connor's previous 3700 points were completely advantageous against the 1800 points before, but how do we describe Casper's score against Connor's?"

"I suppose we'll have to trust you on that." Lincoln finished attaching the antlers to Willow's hood and raised it for her. She kissed his cheeks, saying 'merci'. before sitting beside him with her ankles crossed. "We should inform them about the scoring system," Maddy suggested, and then shouted, "Kits!" The door down the hall cracked open. "Yeah?!" Perth called, and she explained the scoring system to them. Perry stuck his head out, a smirk playing on his lips. "You should just rate us on a scale of one to ten based on how 'bangable' we are."