Harry Potter Scoreboard Novels & Stories

He bit on her rosy lips lightly, looking extremely wronged. Elisa White quietly switched the monitor back to Annie, "Weeper, take a look for yourself." "I don't want to live anymore!" "You can only die after you've seen it. Now, die in peace." Annie, "..." Annie looked at the screen, choking. The total score was printed with 503. Annie looked at the number ten seconds in disbelief, almost suffocating himself, before gasping for breath, "elder sister Qin, are you sure this is my score?"

A sudden, suffocating silence violently slammed into the heated viewing gallery . The wealthy human mothers and old-money Alphas dropped their porcelain cups, their eyes widening in absolute, mind-snapping shock as the digital scoreboard began to flash aggressively . The tracking dots of the other children were still scraping through the first sector of the bushes, but Patrice's silver dot was tearing through the final quadrant of the forest grid at a speed that broke every tournament record in the academy's history . 00:45. Sector One Cleared. 01:15. Sector Two Cleared. 01:45. Target Recovered.

” Hector Kim and Maximo Harter,51,600 points. The crowd gasped when they heard the points. They looked everywhere to see who it was and that made them shock when the two person from the team that they were hostile to, went up to the stage. They were shocked. If their team had higher points than Clever's team, that only means that their team was the one who helped not the other way around. “Zachary Hale, 51,700 points.” Again, the crowd w* shocked to see one of the team they were hostile to w*lking tow*rds the stage with a casual smile.

The clash of swords, creating sparks as the metal grinds against each other, brings me a sense of satisfaction and leaves me craving for more. Shh! As I was removing the blade from the corpse, blue blood splattered everywhere, including on my clothes, further staining them. At this point, I couldn't even be bothered to care about my blood-stained clothes. I remembered to bring a plethora of potions, emergency food, and other important supplies; however, I failed to bring clothes. [Count: 1090] Our score had already surpassed the thousand mark. It would also be useful if there were a leaderboard that displayed the total number of kills for the entire team.

The next summer, I walked into the SAT testing room again. When the scores came out, I earned a 1590 completely on my own and became the top STEM student in all of Silvermere State. Not long after, my acceptance letter from Halewick University—one of the best schools in the country—showed up. I finally dragged myself out of the mess on my own. *** Third-person POV Three years later. Outside Halewick University, under the trees. A man in a faded, dirt-cheap shirt stood hunched by the gate, staring straight ahead. His face looked hollow.

"The best option now is for you to redo your senior year with Nicole. I'll see you on campus one year from now. Nothing's going to change during this time. It's not a big deal." Not a big deal? My whole body started to shake uncontrollably. "Preston Nolin, do you know what a 626 score means?" I asked. "It's the top one percent in the entire state. "I woke up at 4:30 am and went to sleep at midnight every day. I was doing practice exams even on New Year's Day. I threw myself into studying for three straight years to get that 626, and you say it's 'not a big deal' and that I should just redo my senior year?"

"34 points, Elara." "See, you might make it." My head shakes, and I listen to the points. The lowest number of points was twenty-seven. There's no way I can win. "Tonight, each family gave a number between zero and five. Again, there are thirteen scores. With sixty-two out of sixty-five points, Aurora." I listen and watch as the numbers keep dropping. Everyone has over thirty, so I know I'm going home. "With no points for this round, Elara." He continues, and of course, Lyra and Aurora are in the top spots, followed by Sage and me at the bottom. Most of them have over fifty points, and I have below fifty.

I stood up and pulled Harry to his feet. Just then, a judge flashed the card at me and said, "Thirty points will be deducted because your movement was not standard, and ten points will be deducted because you violated the rules of the competition." I was taken aback.I couldn’t understand what was going on. Perhaps my movement was indeed not standard, but as far as I knew, I didn’t violate the rules in any way. Just as I was about to question the judge, Harry lost his cool. He stood up and bellowed, "Have you all lost your minds? Are you giving the scores with your eyes closed? When did she violate the damn rules? Believe it or not, I’ll fucking rip your eyes off your sockets!"

Taking a deep breath, he pressed the Enter key. The page started loading for a moment before getting stuck. A loading message was displayed. Everyone held their breaths for one second, two seconds… "The results are out!" Miranda's score was 412 marks. Jenny nudged Quincey, who seemed to be in a daze, and whispered, "What's the total score? 400 marks doesn't seem that high…" Quincey's lips twitched, but no sound came out. "Why aren't you saying anything?"

“Mr. Mercer, you completed three elements and came in last. Your score is 16.” “Miss Ward, you completed five elements and came in second to last. Your score is 27.” “Mr. Sinclair, six elements, third place. Score: 33.” “Mr. Hale, seven elements, second place. Score: 39.” He looks at me. “Miss Larkin, you completed all eighteen elements and are awarded a five-point bonus for finishing. Your score is 95.” There are murmurs all through the crowd, the kind of murmurs that make your skin prickle. I glance up just in time to see Alpha Brice leaning in toward his delta, his face serious. Tobias and Nicholas still look smug enough to explode.