HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

Harry has an exclusive VIP bed in the hospital wing.

It's not that he wanted to, it was Madam Pomfrey who expected him to lie in there every now and then and specially reserved it for him.

One advantage of this supreme bed was that it was next to the window. At night, Harry did not close the curtains, but stared at the bright moon hanging high in the sky.

"Ahem." Aphra knocked on the door. Harry turned his head and grinned when he saw her.

"Why are you here at this time?" Harry asked excitedly.

"I went to watch Ron's selection in the afternoon. He was successfully selected and became a goalkeeper. I came to tell you by the way."

Avro said nonchalantly, and Harry's smile widened, "I'm still regretting that there's no Quidditch pitch here...I can go out tomorrow, and her confinement on me will be invalid."

"Well..." Avro sat next to him and took out a small box from his pocket.

Madam Pomfrey walked out at this time. Seeing that Avro was also a regular visitor, she said without saying much, "Miss Greengrass, if you want to get medicine, the old place is good."

"Thank you Madam Pomfrey." Avro smiled, and Madam Pomfrey left the hospital wing, leaving enough space for the two of them.

"What medicine?" Harry asked her.

"I'm sometimes not in good health, and I often come to Madam Pomfrey for treatment...reach out." Aphra spread her hands and urged Harry.

"What?" Harry put his hand on her palm in confusion. Aphra opened the box with one hand. Harry saw the ring inside. His pupils were dilated and he was speechless.

"Put it on and you won't dream about the Dark Lord anymore." Avro put the ring on Harry's ring finger. Harry didn't hear her at all and could only see her lips opening and closing.

Harry froze, not daring to move his hands. He stared at Aphra, his eyes dull and his heart beating faster.

"...did you hear that?" Avro rambled on for a long time. When she found that Harry didn't respond at all, she raised her voice.

"Huh?" Harry came to his senses and moved his eyes from Aphra's face to the ring in embarrassment.

The ring was inlaid with green gemstones, which seemed to glow faintly.

"I said, this thing can help you stop dreaming about Voldemort." Avro poked the back of his hand, hating that iron could never become steel.

"What are you dreaming about?" Harry asked curiously, raising his hand and looking at the pattern of the ring carefully.

"You can dream about anything you want, as long as you think about it before going to bed." Avro waved her hand, "This should also help you review, how about it?"

"Oh..." Harry agreed thoughtfully, then if he dreamed of Aphra——

An indescribable picture suddenly appeared in his mind, and his face turned red. He coughed lightly and quickly cut out the picture.

Harry blinked and thanked Aphra sincerely, "Thank you, it must be troublesome to make this, right?"

"It's not bad -" Avro did the math, that is, she has been studying it since she learned about his situation during the summer vacation. "Okay, I'll give you the stuff. I wish you a good dream, good night."

"Good night." Harry raised a smile and watched Aphra leave.

Avro took out another small glass bottle from her pocket, pulled out the cork, and drank it all in one gulp.

After walking out for a few steps, she turned into an ordinary-looking black-haired boy. If she were thrown into the crowd, no one would care about her.

She came to Umbridge's office with familiarity and knocked on the door.

"whats the matter?"

After a while, Aphra heard a rustling sound inside the door, and then Umbridge answered.

"I would like to ask the professor about the application scenarios of Defense Against Dark Arts." Avro said calmly.

Umbridge was a little impatient, but she still opened the door. As soon as the door opened, Umbridge was a little stunned, "I don't think I've seen you at Hogwarts."

"That's right, Professor." Aphra nodded simply, then gently pushed Umbridge's arm away and walked into the office.

"What are you going to do?" Umbridge was wearing a nightgown and was trembling a little at this moment.

But she blamed it on the cold weather and never thought she would be harmed at Hogwarts.

"Professor, has your face healed?" Avro tilted her head. She had only given a small punishment before, so that Umbridge had no time to care about the sick Harry. By then, Harry's illness 'Okay, we can't continue to allow Umbridge to be able to target him.

Aphra waved her wand and the office door was slammed shut. Umbridge began to feel a little confused. Her eyes were looking around, as if she was looking for something.

Aphra turned her head and saw the wand on her desk. Aphra smiled sarcastically and threw the wand on the desk to Umbridge, "Take it, so as not to say I bullied you."

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" Umbridge pointed her wand at the ordinary boy in front of her, leaning against the door.

"I don't do anything," Aphra waved her wand, her tone calm, as if she was just discussing what to eat for dinner, "I'm here to destroy you."

The applewood wand emitted a faint green light, and a ray of light jumped out from the tip, flying straight towards Umbridge.

Umbridge's eyes widened, and she hurriedly waved her wand, stacking a bunch of defensive spells on herself, but to no avail.

Green light penetrated Umbridge's body one after another, and she felt something passing through her body.

Aphra looked at the panicked Umbridge with a gentle smile.

"Stop struggling," Avro lowered her head and stared at her toes, "You have no magic anymore."

Umbridge flicked her wand, glaring angrily, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't release the magic.

Avro's mouth was filled with the smell of blood. She swallowed the blood and stroked her chest, her expression still calm.

Accompanied by Umbridge's angry shouts and spells, Aphra held the table and slowly walked towards Umbridge's chair. She sat down and opened Umbridge's drawer.

A piece of parchment lay quietly in the drawer. Aphra stroked the parchment and speculated that it was probably the item that Umbridge used to punish Harry.

Avro took out an identical piece of parchment and a special quill from her pocket.

She spread the parchment on the table and waved her wand towards Umbridge, who walked over without her control.

Umbridge's mind went blank, and she gritted her teeth. She knew that she had been cast under the Imperius Curse.

She knew exactly what she was doing, but she couldn't control herself.

"Write."

Avro declared indifferently, "Write, I can't lie."

Umbridge sat stiffly in front of her. Aphra threw her a special quill and leaned against the back of the chair, "Write."

Umbridge looked aggrieved and cursed the person opposite her ten thousand times in her heart, wishing to tear her to pieces on the spot.

But she could only slowly pick up the pen and reluctantly started writing on the parchment.

I can't lie.

As soon as Umbridge wrote the first stroke, she screamed out in pain. She dropped the pen and regained her movement for a moment - it was caused by the pain.

Avro glanced at her, and she lost control again.

Umbridge struggled to write a sentence, and the words appeared on her little arm.

She grinned and struggled for two seconds, but she could only continue to copy sentences.

Avro curled her lips and felt better.

After about two hours, Aphra clapped her hands and asked Umbridge to stop writing.

She collected the pen and paper and put it back in her pocket.

Then she looked at the special parchment originally owned by Umbridge. Avro curled her lips and said, "You have too many things. I will help you clean up the room."

Aphra waved her wand, and flames suddenly burst out, burning Umbridge's desk.

After a while, her table burned to ashes.

If only she could just burn Umbridge to death...

Avro's eyes darkened, and she gained a violent aura. Umbridge huddled in the corner, her shoulders shaking, and her face was full of fear.

It took several minutes for Aphra to recover. She was stunned for a long time and then left Umbridge's office.

……

Avro pursed her lips, her steps gradually became sloppy, she closed her eyes and fell straight down.

There was no unexpected pain, and she fell into a warm embrace.