HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

Avro didn't even know what to say. Blaise was so smart that she felt uneasy.

"Stop hiding," Brace simply took off her quilt and said, "Just do it."

Avro grabbed the quilt and pulled it up again.

"Don't ask!" Avro refused him firmly. There was nothing of her own to do day by day. What was the need to ask?

"If you have nothing else to say, please leave first." Aphra gave the eviction order, and Blaise sat beside her bed instead.

Blaise sighed, pulled back the quilt, and looked at her, "Umbridge came to me and Draco yesterday afternoon and said that we would be granted privileges to investigate and punish Hogwarts students. power."

"Why does she have the right to do this?" Avro's face darkened, "She is just an ordinary professor and does not have that much power in Hogwarts."

"She hinted to us that Fudge would give her a higher title and power. I guess it was to suppress Dumbledore."

"The Ministry of Magic is trying to interfere with Hogwarts..." Avro stared at Blaise's eyes. "If I were Dumbledore, the people in the Ministry of Magic should also use it. I actually don't know what he is thinking. Why would he rather I don’t want to let this kind of thing become the minister, and I don’t want to do it myself or support someone I trust.”

"Draco and I both agreed. She will give orders before long. Umbridge also wants us to find more Slytherins. If you don't want to be investigated, do you want..."

"No," Avro said simply, "I feel sick when I see her, let alone do things for her - even if it's just in name."

Blaise shrugged, "Okay, then I have nothing to say. You have a good rest."

"it is good."

"By the way..." Blaise asked casually, "When did you and Theodore become so familiar?"

"Don't pry if you shouldn't pry," Avro raised an eyebrow, "I won't tell you, but don't even think about it no matter how much you ask."

"Okay." Blaise curled his lips, "I will know it myself."

"That's your business." Avro didn't object to him finding the answer on his own, because she couldn't control it.

"go to bed early."

Blaise stood up crisply, lifted the curtain and left.

Blaise's eyes darkened when he saw Harry, Ron and Draco waiting outside.

He must get her, her body and mind, everything.

Blaise smiled at a few people with a comfortable expression, "Then I'll leave first, you can do it yourself."

Draco frowned, why, Blaise is so proud, could it be that he had a good chat with Aphra?

The alarm bells in his heart were ringing, and he was so anxious that he could not help but wonder. What should he say?

Draco felt that since Aphra grew up with him, he had become less and less able to get along with Aphra, and he always felt far away from her.

"You go ahead." Draco suddenly said solemnly.

Harry and Ron looked at each other, wondering what Draco was trying to do, and finally Hermione made a decision:

"Let's go first."

Draco stood alone outside, looking complicated and depressed.

Aphra looked up and was a little surprised to see it was Harry and the others.

She thought it would be Draco's.

"Hi," Aphra looked normal, and she asked Harry again, "Where's Draco?"

"If you want to see him, I'll go out." Harry's words seemed to be extremely concerned about this matter, and his words were also sour.

Hermione glanced at Harry, a little speechless.

Harry felt really uncomfortable, but thinking that Umbridge's incident must have something to do with Aphra, he felt a surge of sweetness in his heart and became coy.

"I want to know about Umbridge..."

Harry stared at Aphra eagerly, as if there were ten thousand butterflies waiting to flap their wings and fly away.

"I took it out on you, it's just a matter of convenience." Avro answered him calmly, and Harry couldn't hide the joy on his face.

Avro was also snickering in her heart, but she didn't show any emotion on her face and just stared into Harry's green eyes.

"What exactly happened...?" Hermione asked hesitantly.

"Let her become a squib, let her copy sentences, and have 'I can't lie' carved on her arm. It will only be revealed when she is alone."

Avro's tone was indifferent, as if this matter had nothing to do with her.

Hermione was a little surprised, and Ron also scratched his head.

"But do this..."

Hearing Hermione speak, Aphra glanced at her, as if to hear what she wanted to say. Hermione's cloak was covered with hairballs, and her eyes were black and blue.

"What's wrong?" Avro asked puzzledly.

Hermione was reluctant to vomit and wanted to continue speaking, but Harry interrupted her.

"Umbridge usually makes a fuss out of a molehill, why didn't she have an attack this time?"

"She doesn't dare." Avro sneered, "Her backer is the Ministry of Magic and Fudge, but once she is no longer useful, these will no longer be her base, and the Ministry of Magic will abandon her immediately."

"She has worked in the Ministry of Magic for so many years, Fudge really knows how to...?" Hermione couldn't help but ask.

Avro raised her eyebrows, "You wouldn't like a useless person to be your subordinate, would you?"

Hermione said nothing and seemed to be deep in thought, but her face still showed disapproval.

"Okay, now that the explanation is over, you can go."

Avro was a little tired and was ready to wave people away. Harry seemed to be rooted here, standing stupidly without moving.

"Thank you." Harry said restrainedly, suppressing a smile.

Hermione and Ron each held up one of his arms and quickly dragged Harry away to prevent him from blooming where he was.

Avro waited for a long time, but Draco didn't come in. She simply sat up and opened the curtain herself. He was no longer in the hospital wing.

Madam Pomfrey was busy alone with a large plate of bottles and cans.

Avro was silent for a while, cleared her throat, closed the curtain again, and lay back.

……

The Gryffindor trio held a daily seminar on the Umbridge incident.

"I always feel weird." Hermione was still knitting a hat for the house elf in her hands, and she couldn't stop.

"What's weird?" Ron asked puzzledly.

"Aphro is weird. I feel like she was... not so cruel before." Hermione frowned, "She doesn't look like someone who would provoke others."

"Maybe...she's just because of Harry." Ron speculated dullly, and Harry looked at him with a deep look in his eyes.

"Really?" Hermione mused.

"Did you knit it wrong?" Ron pointed to the hat in Hermione's hand. Hermione exclaimed and quickly made amends without continuing the topic.

……

The hospital wing is very quiet at night, so even if some people have deliberately lowered their footsteps, they are still easily picked up by Avro's ears.

She opened her eyes and smiled when she saw the person coming.

(Xiaotang's repair technique is now online)