HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

"I won't go." Draco snorted, secretly proud, "I deceived them, and then called Filch to say that there were people wandering at night, so they would be punished and kicked out of Hogwarts. .”

Draco is always trying to drive Harry out of Hogwarts, although he has already failed once.

Avro nodded, "Okay, then I won't go, but Weasley said whoever doesn't go will have a grandson."

Unexpectedly, Ron Weasley, who looked timid, was quite energetic and agreed immediately.

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together, and he is indeed a friend of Potter.

"I didn't say what he said." Draco shrugged and went on his own, "I went to class and we'll have dinner together in the evening."

"Well, see you later."

……

Aphra did not kindly remind Harry that Draco would not be going to the Midnight Duel. She was not that free.

Sure enough, the next day, Harry and Ron were very angry when they saw Draco. Harry even glanced at Aphra with a complaining look.

However, the savior seemed to always have different experiences, and Avro clearly heard him and Ron discussing things like "trap doors" and "three-headed dogs."

She shook her head and forgot about it.

Halloween is coming,

Aphra enjoyed a sumptuous Halloween dinner and took time to listen to Daphne and Pansy chatting next to her.

"I heard others say that Gringotts is the safest place in the world. I didn't expect it to be stolen..." Pansy said slowly, flipping through the newspaper, which said that Gringotts was illegally broken into.

"Really? But Hogwarts seems to be very safe...my sister told me, she knew it from reading books." Daphne answered.

Avro smiled, and just as she was about to say something, the door to the auditorium was pushed open, and Quirrell, Professor of Defense Against Dark Arts, ran in in a panic, "Troll! The troll is underground... I thought you knew .”

After shouting, he rolled his eyes, fainted, and fell face down to the ground.

"..." Avro was silent, this was too embarrassing.

In an instant, everyone panicked, and some even screamed loudly.

What's the fuss? Can the troll capture and eat the students in front of Dumbledore?

Avro remained calm and looked at Dumbledore. Dumbledore immediately made his voice louder, "Quiet -"

"Prefects, please take your students back first. I will work with the professors to find out the situation." Dumbledore said calmly.

Everyone stood up one after another, and the prefects were busy. Aphra turned around and saw Percy Weasley greeting a group of Gryffindor little carrots, like shepherd dogs driving sheep. She pursed her lips and smiled.

"Run, run!" Draco had a strong sense of crisis. He grabbed Avro's hand and walked nimbly through the crowd in a hurry.

"Don't be afraid." Avro reassured.

"I'm not afraid." Draco shook his head and blushed.

In fact, nothing happened in the end, the professors handled it well, and Aphra could still barely believe in the safety of Hogwarts.

As November entered, the weather turned cold, and there was a chill everywhere in Hogwarts. When Aphra was dressed three times thicker than others, Draco suddenly realized.

"Is it time for you to suffer again?" Draco knew very well, because one year he took Avro to play in the snow, but after returning, Aphra had a high fever for three days, which scared Draco. I won't dare not care about her physical condition in the future.

"It's hard for you to look away from Potter and actually remember to care about me." Although Aphra said this, her eyes were full of smiles.

As they walked, they met Harry, Ron, and an ordinary-looking witch whom Aphra didn't recognize.

They seemed to be discussing something, but after looking at Draco and Avro, they fell silent.

"Aphro..." Harry suddenly stopped her, frowning slightly.

"?"

Draco was the first to speak, "Is there something wrong with you? Do you and Aphra know each other that you call people by their Christian names?"

Harry looked at Draco strangely. Didn't Aphra tell him that they knew each other before?

"Sorry, I don't think we are familiar with each other to this extent." Although Aphra didn't want to say this, she had to do this. She hoped that Harry could understand her and not be so impulsive as to question her directly.

"..."

Harry's eyes were like a wounded deer, and Avro was a little apologetic, so she could only secretly send him a troubled look. Harry pursed his lips and pulled his partner away.

"That's weird..." Draco was still mumbling, and Aphra touched his neck.

"Aphro!" A burst of hurried footsteps came, and another person stood in front of Aphro.

Draco took a deep breath, "You..."

"Oliver," Avro said before Draco could, "What's wrong?"

"I'm playing tomorrow, want to go and watch?" Oliver looked at her and added, "With Slytherin."

"Okay." Avro was going to watch the game with Draco, so she agreed by the way.

"Then will you cheer for me?" Oliver continued to ask.

Avro tilted her head, not understanding what he meant.

"Ah?" Draco looked at him sideways, "You have a beautiful idea." He pointed at the Slytherin badge and pulled Aphra away, "Why do you have so many Gryffindor friends... If you don’t have good discernment, stay away from people.”

Avro shook his head and said nothing.

The next day, Avro and Draco went to watch the match between Slytherin and Gryffindor. To their surprise, Gryffindor's seeker was Harry Potter.

"No wonder they are so happy to have a broomstick." Draco waved his fist angrily.

"It's okay, you can have a broom next year too." Avro reassured.

"I will definitely join the Quidditch team when the time comes." He swept away his gloominess and vowed.

"Well, I believe you can do it." Avro nodded, "I will cheer for you then."

Draco became happy and concentrated on cheering for Slytherin.

The savior is always in trouble. His broom suddenly rioted, and the whole person kept being thrown around.

Draco clasped his hands together and muttered something in a low voice, looking very pious. When Aphra leaned closer to listen, she realized that what he was saying was, "With Merlin's blessing, I am willing to use all my galleons and candies to let Potter fall to death." exchange."

"..." Aphro laughed and shook her head.

Harry quickly re-tame his broomstick and ultimately won the victory for Gryffindor.