HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

The dusty memory awakened, and he remembered everything that happened during his lifetime.

The young man's eyes widened, not daring to confirm, and pointed at Tom with a trembling finger, "The Dark Lord...Voldemort?!"

He was very sure that this was Voldemort, although when he followed Voldemort, he was no longer young and not so handsome...

But he will never fail to recognize Voldemort!

Is Voldemort not dead yet?

The young man was horrified and felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

Could it be that everything he did was in vain?

Avro blinked, turned to look at Tom, patted the back of his hand, "Go back first."

Tom rolled his eyes, said nothing, and walked away obediently.

Who is this boy? Judging from his reaction, it seems that he has a good relationship with me. Tom suppressed his doubts and had to leave first.

It doesn't matter, I will explore slowly in the future, there will still be opportunities.

Tom shook his arm and went to his room.

He always felt that his arms were sore and his whole body ached.

That's weird. Didn't you sleep well at night?

……

Avro had a pale face and sat beside the boy's bed. She stared at the boy in front of her with a pair of blue eyes and said softly, "Who are you?"

The young man stared at her closely, feeling a bit of intimacy for no reason.

"I am Regulus Black." The young man said slowly.

Avro's throat tightened, "Regulus?"

But wasn’t he already dead? Died in a cave...

Regulus has also had this question for a long time, "Who are you? A god who manages the dead? Is this hell?"

Avro pursed her lips and smiled, "I'm not, my name is Aphra Greengrass, an ordinary student at Hogwarts... This is not hell either."

"Then where is this place?" Regulus also smiled at her, but he was still a little weak.

"Inside my ring." Avro licked her dry lips, "Maybe you are not dead."

"What?" Regulus was a little surprised and subconsciously thought she was joking.

But if she was joking, where was she? I am still conscious, how can I explain this?

He had died in that cold place a long time ago, how could he see the sun again?

Did she save him?

Regulus quickly reacted and made a guess.

The smell of blood rose up in Avro's throat, and she clutched her chest, her pale cheeks flushed a little red.

"Are you okay?" Regulus asked quickly, "What can I do for you?"

Avro shook her head. Before she could speak, her vision went dark and she lost consciousness.

Regulus subconsciously caught Aphra and let her fall into his arms to prevent her from falling to the ground.

Now how to do?

Regulus looked around and found that the room was empty, with nothing in it.

He lifted the quilt and found that he was naked.

...The tips of Regulus' ears turned red and he was at a loss.

He looked at Aphra's sleeping face and moved his eyes to her hand. He touched the ring that glowed red, and a soft light enveloped the two of them.

The next second, he came to a dark room.

Regulus held his breath and observed the surroundings. Through the silver snake pattern on the curtains, he could tell that this was Slytherin's dormitory.

Avro was still lying on the bed, breathing steadily but weakly.

Regulus glanced down at himself, then quietly opened the curtain and looked at the environment in the dormitory. The dormitory was extremely quiet, with only shallow breathing.

With his heart pounding, he bowed to Aphra.

He swore that he was not a pervert, he just needed some clothes.

Regulus crept down and opened Aphra's wardrobe. He spent a long time sifting through it, but there was no clothes of the right size.

The girl's wardrobe was full of clothes of all kinds and styles. Regulus accidentally caught a glimpse of her underwear and quickly looked away.

He suppressed his blush and turned to look at Aphra, who had her eyes closed tightly. If she didn't get treatment, something would happen, right?

Regulus plucked up his courage again and quickly glanced at the closet.

Finally, in the corner of the closet, he saw a set of brand new clothes folded.

He picked up the clothes with his hands tied and shook them open gently. It was a set of men's clothes.

Regulus heaved a sigh of relief and quickly raised a question, why did she have men's clothes?

Forget it, this is not something he should think about.

Regulus dismissed this doubt and quickly got dressed.

He picked her up and left the bedroom quietly. He couldn't remember how he left the Hospital Wing. He hadn't been back to Hogwarts for too many years, and he was already unfamiliar with this place.

The real feeling of stepping on the ground gave him a feeling of being alive.

This was really amazing. Regulus stared deeply at the girl in his arms.

Avro Greengrass?

……

After some effort, Regulus found the room with the "Medical Wing" sign. He pushed the door open and gently placed Aphra on the bed.

Regulus took a deep breath, "Is anyone there?"

There were footsteps in the small room, and then Madam Pomfrey poked her head out. Is it Potter or Greengrass? She thought, taking a closer look at the boy in front of her.

It seemed a bit familiar, but Madam Pomfrey couldn't remember it for a moment. She didn't care so much and walked out first.

"What's your situation?" Madam Pomfrey glanced at Regulus, thinking it was him who wanted to see a doctor.

Regulus quickly pointed to the person on the bed, "It's her, she's not feeling well."

Madam Pomfrey followed the direction he pointed and fell silent. Is it Miss Greengrass again?

She had a feeling that it was true but she hated the iron.

Madam Pomfrey hurried to the bedside and checked with her wand skillfully. After a few minutes, she said with a sullen face, "The soul is seriously damaged. I estimate it will take a long time for her to wake up. I'm afraid it won't be fully repaired." .”

Regulus had a worried look on his face.

"Which house are you from?" Madam Pomfrey asked him.

"Uh... Slytherin." Regulus thought, this was not a lie. Although he had graduated long ago, he was once a Slytherin.

"Are you and Miss Greengrass classmates? Then you should go and report to your dean." Madam Pomfrey rummaged for the potion from the cabinet and stopped looking at him.

Just when Regulus was about to nod, Madam Pomfrey continued: "Forget it, don't disturb Professor Snape so late. Let's go in the morning."

who? Professor Snape?

Regulus blinked, feeling out of touch with the times.

"Professor Snape..." Regulus said hesitantly, "Then now..."

"Miss Greengrass's matter must be told to Mr. Dumbledore..." Madam Pomfrey thought to herself. She turned to look at Regulus and looked at him carefully again.

Regulus looked away, not meeting her eyes.

"I think you also need treatment." Madam Pomfrey said with mixed emotions, "You don't look well either. You can lie down next door."