‘However’, Dumbledore says, ‘last minute points are thus.’
Snake is seemingly on the edge of her seat.
‘To the Wretched Harmony, for aiding some unmentioned titans and knowing your spells in desperate times, you are awarded 300 points.’
Everyone claps, and Harmony feels like she could cry out a second self of tears so that she could have someone to hug.
Wizard People, Dear Reader (aka Brad Neely)