HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

Aphra secretly cast a spell, and the door to Umbridge's office quietly opened, revealing the situation inside.

Just as the students were finishing their meal, people were coming and going in the castle, including many students passing by Umbridge's office.

Avro stood among the crowd, silently staring at her terrifying face.

Her face was covered in red spots, which looked ugly. Then, her face swelled up, and her face became as big and fat as a rock pancake.

"What are you looking at! Get away, get out!" Umbridge's voice was no longer shrill, she shouted hysterically, almost going crazy.

Everyone covered their mouths and left without saying anything, looking very well-behaved.

But starting from the next morning, Umbridge has become the object of everyone's after-dinner chat.

Blaise pushed Avro, "Aph, have you heard about Umbridge?"

"What's going on?" Avro pretended not to know and asked calmly.

"Her face had red spots and swelling. She looked more explosive than a ghoul and uglier than a toad."

Blaise didn't like Umbridge either, he felt it was an insult to his eyes to look at her more than once.

"Then she should go to the hospital wing to have a look," Avro raised an eyebrow and asked, "Has she gone?"

"I went. I went last night. Madam Pomfrey diagnosed her and said it was an allergy. She will be fine after a few days of rest."

"Allergy." Avro raised the corners of her lips after hearing the satisfactory answer, "Well, it's an allergy, yes."

She looked at Umbridge, who was covering her head on the teacher's bench, "I think some people are really not worthy of using magic, and it is a mistake for her to live."

"You're so handsome." Brest held her chin and praised her sincerely, "Then what else are you going to do besides teasing her this time?"

Avro raised her eyebrows, "Who did this to her? She is allergic, and... I have nothing to do with her, and I have no conflicts."

Blaise smiled and nodded, "Okay, I don't know anything."

"Okay." Aphra was satisfied and rubbed the back of his head. She found that she liked this action more and more, as if she were petting an obedient dog. Moreover, she found that she liked Brace more and more. .

……

When it was Aphra and Ron's turn to watch the night again, Aphra was holding a book while walking and reading, and Ron was holding a lantern for her next to her.

"My hands are sore..." Ron complained, but still raised the lamp high, "Why are you so busy all of a sudden? I see you are reading every day."

"Well, I need a little theoretical knowledge." Avro took the time to reply to him, but the people around him did not move.

After walking about ten steps, the person next to him bumped into a statue of a knight with a bang.

The stone sword in the knight's hand fell to the ground with a loud noise.

Avro raised her head from the book and looked at Ron beside her in surprise.

Ron also seemed to be waking up from a dream, and turned to stare at Avro. Only then did Aphra realize that there was a circle of black and blue under his eyelids, and he looked exhausted.

Ron picked up the stone sword and put it back into the knight's hand.

Avro reached out and patted his head, "What are you doing, Ronald? Are you so tired after going to rob Gringotts a few days ago?"

"Huh?" Ron shook his head, "No, no."

"Why is that?" Avro insisted on asking. For such a simple and hidden boy, you might not be able to understand it yourself if you don't ask him.

Even if you understand it, it will take a long time.

"Hmm..." Ron looked confused, and Avro guessed that he would tell her. Sure enough, Ron said coyly, "I'm preparing for the selection competition for the Gryffindor Quidditch Keeper."

"Have you not chosen Gryffindor yet?" Avro heard Draco say, but Slytherin had already chosen.

"We have to wait until everyone is free... I was supposed to choose two days ago, but no one from the team came - Fred George disappeared somewhere, and Harry was in confinement and sick, so it was moved to the night after tomorrow. .”

Ron explained eloquently, and then became crestfallen, "You have a good relationship with Fred George, but don't tell them, otherwise they will definitely laugh at me."

Avro nodded, "Of course, I have a good relationship with you, right?"

Ron hesitated for two seconds, then nodded.

Avro smiled.

Ron continued, "I have been playing against them during the summer vacation, and since the beginning of school, I have also been practicing in the evenings."

"I believe you can do it," Avro smiled, "Don't be afraid."

"But I don't think I can. I'm mediocre in every aspect." Ron said lowly, "I don't have anything to offer. I'm not as lovable as Fred George, and not as lovable as Harry." As good as Min..."

"Shh," Avro put her index finger to her mouth, and then pointed to the prefect badge on his chest, "You are the prefect of Gryffindor."

"Yes, I'm a prefect." Ron smiled and soon yawned again.

The two looked at each other and laughed.

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