HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

Avro and Theodore looked at each other, each seeing great doubts in each other's beautiful eyes.

Umbridge smiled appropriately, "Miss Greengrass, I want to talk to you about something. Maybe you would be willing to do me a small favor."

"Me?" Avro pointed to herself, um... "Okay professor, I'm very happy."

Umbridge led Aphra out of the Great Hall, and the two came to her office.

The desk in the office has been replaced. Compared with the last one, this desk is not as good-looking as the previous one.

Aphra put her palms on the table and sat down opposite Umbridge.

"Miss Greengrass, I heard that you are quite popular at Hogwarts."

Avro smiled and said nothing, just waiting for Umbridge to continue speaking. What good idea did she have?

"Perhaps you know Mr. Potter from Gryffindor?" Umbridge asked.

"Of course I have heard of it. Who doesn't know that there is a reckless Potter in Gryffindor?" Aphra answered her with a smile and followed her wishes.

Umbridge couldn't help but be moved. Of course, she would never know who made her like this.

"You are absolutely right. I think it is necessary to discipline and supervise this kind of students." Umbridge said impatiently, as if she had found a close friend.

Avro echoed, "Professor, what do you want?"

"Perhaps you can get in touch with Potter more and find out what they are doing sneakily recently."

Umbridge thinks she is extremely intelligent.

Avro:......

She felt like she was watching a clown.

"...That's as you wish, Professor." Avro didn't bother to refuse, "I will try my best to understand what they are doing."

……

Avro stacked thick books on the table. Theodore stood next to the books and knocked on the hard book cover. "You have been working on these for so long, have you made any progress?"

"I think I should be able to do it," Avro said easily, and Theodore opened his textbook, "Are you taking the OWLs test this year? Are you confident?"

"Well, not bad." Theodore said modestly.

Avro knew his personality and did not hesitate to praise him, "I know, of course Theo is the best and most powerful."

"Of course Theo is the best and the most powerful~" Cedric jumped out of nowhere, holding a book and sitting across from the two of them.

Cedric had heard that Aphra had been with Theodore during this period.

His eyes swept over Theodore and Aphra, his face tensed, still trying to force out a fake and forced smile.

Theodore suddenly felt that he was the third party caught in bed.

You're sweating, man.

Theodore glanced at Aphra, considering how to speak.

"Don't bully Theodore," Avro decisively chose to defend Theodore. "Didn't you train today?" Avro asked Cedric thoughtfully.

"I didn't go today, but they..." Cedric began to answer.

Theodore stared at the two of them, why were they suddenly stunned?

Is there anything that Theodore Nott can't hear?

He mused.

He crossed the fingers of his hands and said thoughtfully, "Draco took Goyle and Crabbe in a hurry to find Umbridge."

"Looking for Umbridge?" Avro frowned.

"Well, he walked in a hurry when he went out in the morning," Theodore added.

Is there something going on?

Avro and Cedric looked at each other with solemn expressions in their eyes.

Avro took out the Galleon from her pocket and scratched it twice.

"You go and take a look first," Avro stood up decisively, "I'll follow behind."

The Galleon heated up, flashed twice, and soon became exactly the same as the real Galleon.

Cedric nodded and strode out of the library.

Avro also closed the book and prepared to leave. Theodore thought for a while and followed silently.

"Do you want to come with me?" Avro tilted her head and asked him.

Theodore pursed his lips and nodded. Avro smiled and suddenly held his hand.

Theodore opened his eyes slightly, feeling a little at a loss.

"I'll cast a disillusionment spell." Avro explained.

Who is a good person who has to hold hands when casting the Illusion Charm?

Theodore raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Yeah."

Avro and Theodore quickly arrived at the Room of Requirement, but there was no one in the Room of Requirement.

The door was open and the house was empty.

Avro paused, "Then let's go to the principal's office."

The principal's office was very busy and the door was wide open.

Dumbledore sat peacefully, and Fudge stood by the fireplace, looking proud.

Percy stood beside him with a notebook and took notes. He held a quill and pushed up his thin-framed glasses with his fingers, looking like he was working hard for the Ministry of Magic.

There were also several officials from the Ministry of Magic, and Avro glanced at them from afar.

"I'll go in and take a look." Avro let go of Theodore's hand, intending to let him leave first.

After all, it’s such a sneaky thing, what if the spell fails?

"Okay." Theodore held Avro's hand again, making a show of going in with her.

Avro squeezed his fingers helplessly and had no choice but to lead him into the office.

Almost as soon as he entered, Dumbledore's eyes swept over him. He rolled his eyes slightly and said nothing.

Avro found a corner to nest in, occupying the best spot to eat melons.

Theodore squatted quietly next to her, and the two of them squatted side by side, extremely well-behaved.

Umbridge dragged Harry forcefully, and the two squeezed into the office, followed closely by Cedric.

"Professor, why did you find me out of the Gryffindor common room?" Harry bit out the word "Gryffindor common room" and tried to play dumb calmly.

Fudge's smile narrowed and he looked at Umbridge questioningly.

"We suspect that you violated school rules." Umbridge tried her best to be confident. She clearly found out where their training was, but she still failed.

There was no other way. Umbridge had even called Fudge early, so she had no choice but to drag Potter out of the lounge.

At least she has witnesses.

Yes, witness!

"We have witnesses." Umbridge said quickly. Seeing Fudge's expression soften, she was slightly relieved. With a high-pitched voice, Umbridge shouted, "Where's Marietta?"

Cedric stood silently behind Umbridge, exchanging glances with Harry.

Marietta buried her whole face under her collar, and Fudge, eager to get her to speak, pulled at her, exposing her face covered with purple pustules to everyone's sight.

Avro was stunned, Hermione was really more ruthless than her.

"My dear, don't you want to talk?" Umbridge swallowed and still hugged her and asked.