As time passed, it was finally time once again for the annual House Cup awards. For the other three Houses, it was a tense moment, but for the Gryffindor students? Hey, whatever. Just have fun and be happy every day.
As for Horatio, the day before the House Cup awards, he went straight to Professor McGonagall's office and got right in her face. Leaning over her desk, he grinned wickedly and said, "I've always wanted to see that expression on your face—the expression of wanting the House Cup but not being able to get it."
Professor McGonagall was so furious that she passed out on the spot. Horatio had achieved the feat of becoming the first student to anger Professor McGonagall into unconsciousness.
As for whether Horatio had considered what would happen to him after Professor McGonagall woke up, who cared? He would enjoy himself first and worry about it later.
In any case, Horatio arrived at the House Cup award banquet in a wheelchair, his left hand wrapped in bandages, with Nut pushing him toward the Great Hall.
"What happened to you? How did you end up like this? Who did it?" Hermione anxiously asked as she looked at Horatio in his wheelchair.
"It was Professor McGonagall!! She couldn't take a joke, so she ambushed me, put a sack over my head, and even mobilized the stone knights!" Horatio complained to Hermione.
"Oh, then it's fine." Hermione stopped paying attention to Horatio. If Professor McGonagall had done that, Horatio must have brought it on himself.
Originally, Horatio was supposed to lie in Madam Pomfrey's care for a while longer, but for the sake of tonight's spectacle, he had come even in a wheelchair.
When the Gryffindor students saw Horatio in such a miserable state, they fought hard to suppress