HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

"hey-hey!"

Footsteps approached, and finally stopped outside the curtain. As the curtain opened, two heads stuck out.

Avro's expression was calm, and she didn't seem to be surprised at all.

Fred and George looked at each other, a little surprised.

"How come you weren't scared?" Fred asked with a smile.

Avro sat up, and George handed her a pillow to lean on.

"I had already guessed that you would come," Avro said calmly, "It would be strange if you didn't come."

She smiled and pointed to the cloak hanging on the coat rack, "The thing is in the pocket."

Fred reached inside and pulled out a piece of parchment and a quill.

"Thank you for researching this thing," Avro narrowed her eyes and smiled, "otherwise she wouldn't get this retribution."

When Aphra asked Umbridge to make penalty copies, she used the special parchment and quill made by Fred and George.

They deliberately sneaked into Umbridge's office and secretly copied and upgraded the things that were harmful to people.

After Aphra burned Umbridge's desk, Umbridge's harmful thing was destroyed.

"It's just a piece of cake," George stared at her with a tenderness he had never seen before, "We don't like her either."

"If we can help you, we will." Fred announced not to be outdone.

"Thanks, if you still need the principal -" Avro said naturally.

Fred and George looked at each other, suddenly feeling blessed and realizing the seriousness of the problem.

It seems that Avro feels that there is only a purely financial relationship between the three of them.

The two of them were at a loss for the first time.

"Remember to put your things away so that Umbridge doesn't find out." Aphra thought for a moment and then added, "Umbridge may arrange someone among the students. You should also be careful of your classmates."

"Okay, we get it. She can just let her horse come over, we are not afraid of her."

Avro smiled, "Then you'd better drive her away."

Fred stared at her, his eyes moving, remembering that Aphra was dealing with Umbridge because of Harry, he said:

"I didn't expect you would be willing to help Harry to this extent, and it would cause quite a big fuss."

Avro raised her eyebrows, "I..."

"Would you do this if it were me or George?" Fred continued to ask, and George was also waiting for her answer seriously.

Avro was very calm and never faked, "Yes - but I don't think you will be bullied by her."

"Of course!" Fred was satisfied.

"Umbridge didn't notice you," George smiled. "She has no way of revenge."

Avro pursed her lips and said, "It's up to her. If she does anything else, that's another matter - how's your business going?"

"It's pretty good, I've been making money." Fred replied.

"So you really don't need to invest anymore. On the contrary, we have to record your share in the account." George quickly added, for fear that Avro would mention Gallon again.

"Okay..." Avro sighed regretfully.

"When we open the store, you will be considered the boss." Fred seemed to want to say something else.

Avro blinked, "Maybe... a shareholder?"

"...Hmm." What Fred wanted to say might be the word boss lady.

He and George exchanged glances, their eyes filled with inexplicable emotions.

"By the way, help me bring something with you next time you sneak out of the school through Snape's fireplace."

"How do you know we left from Snape's fireplace last time?" The two of them asked in unison in surprise.

Fred added, "We obviously took the secret path before, so why did you discover us just after we changed the route?"

"I happen to know," Avro smiled inwardly. She passed by at that time and did not expose them, just to admire their stunned expressions now, "How about it?"

"What to bring?" George agreed. Naturally, there was nothing he wouldn't agree to.

"Tools and yarn for knitting... scarves," Avro thought for a while, "probably blue and gray."

"To whom?" Fred asked.

"For me?" George answered.

"..." Aphra shook her head, knowing that if she didn't tell them, they would definitely be nagging them for a year. If she had known, she would have sneaked out and bought it - or asked Percy to buy it.

Percy talked much less than they did.

"Draco." Avro had no choice but to answer, maybe it was late at night and her mind was not clear.

The brothers looked at each other and sounded the alarm in their hearts.

"Then if we help, we need some benefits, right?" Fred asked shamelessly.

"I don't want anything else...where's a scarf?" George coughed twice and took a step closer.

Avro raised an eyebrow, "Then I'm looking for Percy, you can go."

Seeing that Avro was determined, Fred and George had no choice but to give up, lest she get really angry and not even have a chance to make fun of her.

However, if you don't tell these two brothers, they can chat for a year. If you tell these two brothers, they can chat with you forever.

Two days later, Avro left the hospital refreshed and walked into the auditorium. Fred said quietly, "Hey, why don't you wear a scarf?"

"..." Aphra now wanted to stuff Neville's toad into Fred or George's collar, but the toad was not as happy as them.

Since she was in the auditorium, Avro could only smile gently, "Anyway, someone doesn't have a scarf - I won't tell who it is, you can guess for yourself."

After she said this, she walked comfortably to the long Slytherin table. There were empty seats next to Blaise and Draco.

Avro glanced at Draco twice. Draco pretended not to notice her and didn't raise his head, but he was quietly picking at his fingers.

"Baby, sit here." Brace warmly invited.

Draco picked at his fingers faster.

Avro smiled and said, "No."

Draco stopped moving, and Avro guessed he must have pricked up his ears.

"I'm looking for Theodore." Avro walked away leisurely and found Theodore who was eating quietly.

Draco suddenly raised his head and found that the two of them were already talking happily.

He picked up a knife and a fork, and his expression seemed to be about murder, or physical attack.

Blaise was not surprised and advised as usual, "Okay, okay, eat your food and go to class later."

Avro sat next to Theodore, and the smile on her face shook Draco's eyes hard.

Theodore pretended to look casually in Draco's direction and met his gaze. Theodore smiled at him as if nothing happened.

Ridicule, so sarcastic!

Theodore looked at Aphra again, "Are you going to Hogsmeade this weekend?"

Avro's eyelashes fluttered twice, "I..."

"I'm sorry, I think this lady would be more willing to go to Hogsmeade with me." The tall boy with the chairman's badge on his chest appeared in front of the two of them, smiling warmly.