HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

She stamped her foot fiercely, "I'm here to announce something. After the Ministry of Magic's decision, Trelawney has been fired!"

"What?" Trelawney almost fell to the ground after eating a melon on her head. Professor McGonagall held her up.

"Yes, here is the document, you are fired!" Umbridge said cheerfully, "Now you must leave Hogwarts!"

Dumbledore slowly walked out with a calm expression, "Dolores, she doesn't have to leave Hogwarts. Even if she is no longer a professor, there is no rule that says she must leave."

"Of course, she can live in Hogwarts now, but the Ministry of Magic will send a new Divination professor soon—"

Dumbledore narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I'm afraid your plan has failed, Dolores, I have found a new professor for Divination."

"This old man?" Dolores subconsciously thought it was this old man.

The old man waved his hand quickly. He didn't want to join the army. He made little money and was tired. He couldn't travel yet.

"It's Firenze, you will like him." Dumbledore said seriously.

A centaur walked into the auditorium. The students stood on tiptoe and looked at him curiously.

Umbridge felt cold. She had not met Minister Fudge's requirements and she was about to lose her job...

Minister Fudge was already disappointed with her. She was at risk of losing her job since she failed to catch Porter last time.

Umbridge pouted, suddenly wanting to cry.

"Madam, you can ask me if you want to find a job, love, or make a fortune~" the old man reminded Umbridge cheerfully.

Umbridge stamped her foot and ran away screaming.

"?" The old man touched his beard and glanced at Dumbledore. Dumbledore smiled and said nothing.

"Well... let's break up today and see you all again." The old man thought to himself, what a pity!

Disappointed sighs erupted from the students.

Dumbledore shook his head, "It's okay, you can continue,"

"Oh!" the students cheered.

Professor McGonagall shook her head, Albus was really...

She hugged Trelawney and left the auditorium.

……

Avro was sitting on the hospital bed, listening to Ron's thoughts as he vividly described what happened in the auditorium.

Draco rolled his eyes, "I asked you to bring me some food. Are you going to the theater?"

"I happened to be passing by," Ron said confidently, "I guess Avro must be interested, so I want to hear the whole process and then come back and tell Avro, right?"

Avro met Ron's gaze and nodded funnyly, "Yes, I like to hear it."

"Ron, it's time for you to go have dinner, too." Harry asked Ron quietly.

Ron thought about it seriously, then shook his head, "No, I'm not hungry."

There were too many boys in the room, and Regulus was a little unhappy that he wasn't there, but he quickly suppressed this thought.

Strange, why do you think this way?

Avro glanced around, feeling helpless.

She just chatted with Astoria for a long time and asked the boys to leave the room.

Now that Astoria was gone, the group of boys gathered around again.

"Oliver." Avro was the first to call him. Oliver's eyes lit up, as if he had been waiting for a long time, "Is this the old gentleman you found?"

Oliver pursed his lips and showed a small smile. He restrained himself and shook his head gently, "It's nothing. I just happened to be free recently."

"Liar." There were tears in Avro's eyes, and she blinked, tears sliding down her cheeks, "You even wore your cloak backwards."

Under the cloak was a Quidditch uniform. Oliver scratched his head and smiled sheepishly.

She could even imagine the scene when Oliver came to the stadium and searched for the old man all over the world.

"I was just lucky. I found it within a few days. If I was unlucky, I wouldn't have helped at all." Oliver shook his head and held her hand.

Oliver's words hurt a group of people, and others secretly cursed Oliver ten thousand times.

De Laco didn't help. He crossed his arms and said, "I think you are quite tired. Why don't you go back and rest."

"Go back," Avro looked at the dark circles under Oliver's eyes, which were almost twice as big as his eyes. "Rest is more important."

Oliver nodded reluctantly, although he did feel tired now, but he didn't want to leave.

But Oliver couldn't refuse Aphra, nor would he refute her words.

"I will be in London this year and I will send you a letter later."

"Okay." Avro squeezed his hand, "I'll come see you when I'm free."

A group of boys watched Oliver leave and couldn't help but laugh.

"You all should leave," Avro announced calmly.

Smile disappearing technique.

"I'm really tired and need a rest."

Avro sighed, this world is really baffling. She just followed the old man's instructions to find the cave, but in the end she only kidnapped one person and came back, costing half of her soul and lying there for several days. It was unfair.

She glanced at Regulus, and the dissatisfaction in her heart dissipated a little, okay, he is a handsome guy.

Everyone left in a hurry, leaving only Regulus.

Theodore and Cedric noticed that Regulus had not left.

But they had no reason to refute.

Regulus closed the door of the hospital wing, and the hospital wing became quiet again.

Avro lay down, extremely tired.

"Sorry." Regulus lowered his head as if he had been forced to stand, his expression containing embarrassment.

"It's okay, I volunteered." Volunteering is a ghost.

Avro complained in her mind.

She remembered what the old man had whispered to her.

"I once said that your soul is too strong. Now that your soul is weakened, it is a good thing. You can cultivate for a while and you will be fine."

"If you want to recover faster...remember what I said?"

Avro's face turned red.

"I saw today that all the boys around you are excellent, but... I most recommend someone with a soul similar to yours. They will recover faster."

Similar souls?

Avro pursed her lips. Regulus Black did have her soul in his body now.

Regulus felt Aphra's gaze and looked back confusedly.

Avro quickly closed her eyes, sin, sin, can't think like this.

Regulus pulled the quilt up a little for Aphra, "I'll ask you to drink medicine in a while."

"Okay." Avro still closed her eyes, and she was as pure as she could be. She was as quiet as she could be!

"By the way...Miss Greengrass, I seemed to see Fu in the ring at that time..."

Regulus spoke hesitantly.

"You don't need to call me Miss Greengrass, just call me Aphra." She turned over and turned her back to Regulus, "Yes, that is a memory from Voldemort's youth. Due to some accident, he saved it In my ring.”

"But don't worry, he has no magic anymore, and he can no longer enter or leave the ring without my permission." Avro added.