Special Award for Services to the School
Sherwin looked at Ignatius nervously and said to him, "Prefect Pewter, you should think carefully before you speak!"
"Oh, I understand!" Ignatius smiled knowingly.
Just as Xiwen was beginning to relax, Ignatius suddenly announced, "Listen up, Slytherin! First-year Young Wizard Xiwen Rozier has received Hogwarts' Special Award for Services to the School during yesterday's Magic Node event, adding one hundred House Points to our house!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire Great Hall fell silent. All the young wizards turned their gazes to Xiwen, who was standing at the door, their expressions filled with shock.
"Damn, we're doomed." Xiwen raised his hand to his forehead.
He never expected that Ignatius's knowing expression would lead him to believe that he wanted to make a big fuss about it; this was going to be troublesome.
After a brief silence, the entire room erupted in commotion! The young wizards chattered excitedly about the veracity of the event. Even if some didn't understand the significance of the Special Contribution Award, at least one hundred points in the House Points were a definite fact!
"Ignatius, is this true?!" Abraxas grabbed Ignatius's arm suddenly and asked in shock.
"It's true." Ignatius was clearly very satisfied with Slytherin's current score, a pleased smile on his face. "If you don't believe me, go to the Trophy Room on the fourth floor and see. Professor Slughorn just had me put Xiwen's medal there!"
"Come on, let's go take a look!" Mobley immediately went up to Xiwen, grabbed his arm, and rushed out of the Great Hall.
"Wait, aren't we going to eat?" Gomez still seemed a bit out of it, looking blankly at Mobley dragging Xiwen and Abu behind them as they ran out.
"Why are you still eating? This is a special contribution award! Shouldn't we go see it right away?" Abu shouted, turning around.
"Why are you acting like you're the ones who won the award..." Xiwen looked at the excited Abu and Mobley with a twitching mouth, expressing his incomprehension.
However, since too many people in the Great Hall already knew the news, staying there might cause trouble, so he followed along, hoping to avoid the limelight.
However, once they reached the fourth floor, the two excited people were stunned.
"So, do you know where the Trophy Room is?" Abu asked Mobley.
"I don't know." Mobley shook his head and looked at Xiwen.
Xiwen covered his face, feeling that these two were beyond saving...
He silently turned a corner and walked into a corridor on his left filled with armor. There was a pointed archway in the corridor, and next to the archway hung a wooden sign that read "Trophy Room".
An iron fence forms the main gate here, and through the gaps in the fence, you can see many Crystal glass display cases and various trophies inside.
The door was unlocked; simply pull the bolt and you could easily push the door open and enter the Trophy Room.
The room was spacious, with a huge window directly opposite the door, letting in bright sunlight that made the Crystal glass cases displaying the prizes sparkle. On either side of the room were various types of trophies, shields, medals, and statues, all gleaming silver and gold in the sunlight.
With curiosity, Xiwen and his two companions observed the numerous medals and trophies displayed there.
"The Quidditch Champion trophy is all here!" Abu exclaimed excitedly, spotting some golden trophies engraved with delicate little wings. "Next year, I'm definitely going to join the Quidditch team and help Slytherin win the championship. Then my name will be engraved on the next Quidditch Cup!"
Mobley, a complete idiot when it comes to flying, had no interest in Quidditch whatsoever; he was simply excitedly searching among the medals for the special contribution award that belonged to his roommate.
Xiwen, on the other hand, became interested in the various materials here. He even stumbled upon a list of past student council presidents, so he quietly took out his notebook and wrote it down, thinking that Miranda might need it!
"Found it! It's right on the outermost edge of this medal area!" Mobley suddenly shouted, drawing the attention of Xiwen and Abu.
The two walked over curiously and looked at the medal that Mobley was pointing to.
It was a gold medal with Xiwen's name on it, and next to it was a label explaining why the recipient had won the award.
"Special Award for Services to the School - Recipient: Xiwen Rozier; Reason for Award: Outstanding contribution to preventing the destruction of the school's Magic Node."
Mobley looked at the label and read it aloud.
He then looked at Xiwen in surprise and asked, "Prevent the school's Magic Node from being destroyed? What exactly did you do yesterday without our knowledge?"
Abu chimed in, "I do know that Xiwen deduced that Professor Lore was the culprit, and he even had me write a letter with him summoning more than half of the Board of Governors!"
"But didn't Professor Lore realize something was wrong and then destroy another Magic Node? Your contribution wasn't that significant, was it?" He asked Xiwen with a puzzled look.
Seeing that he couldn't hide it from them any longer, Xiwen had no choice but to explain simply, "Yesterday afternoon, when Professor Lore was running away, I held him off for a while until Professor Dumbledore arrived and caught him."
"You? You stopped a grown wizard, and even Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts? You're not kidding, are you?!" Abu asked incredulously.
"It's funny, actually. I used the Spark Charm that Professor Lore taught us to send a signal, which alerted the other professors to come and arrest him," Xiwen said, downplaying the seriousness of the matter. "Then I chatted with him for a while, stalled for a bit, Dumbledore arrived."
"Is it really that simple?" Abu and Mobley looked at him suspiciously, sensing that something was amiss.
"That's right, it's that simple!" Xiwen slapped his thigh and said with certainty. "So what does this tell us? It tells us to pay attention in class, because you might accidentally use the knowledge you learn in class!"
"Tch, I don't believe you!" Abu and Mobley rolled their eyes simultaneously.
At Xiwen's insistence, the three of them stayed in the Trophy Room a little longer, until lunchtime was almost over before returning to the Great Hall.
When they returned to the Great Hall, there were very few people left.
Xiwen breathed a slight sigh of relief, feeling that at least he wouldn't attract so much attention this way, and there would be fewer troubles.
However, unexpected events are always occurring at Hogwarts --
"I've had enough of you, you lunatic!"
Suddenly, a loud curse came from the Gryffindor table.
Then, the two young wizards in red school uniforms stood up, pointed their wands at each other, and the atmosphere immediately became tense...