HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

"I'm going home." Aphra said goodbye to Percy. Seeing his pitiful expression, Avro stood up on her tiptoes and kissed him.

After Sirius saw Percy leave, he teased with great interest, "You guys are really sweet. I'm kind of knocking you both."

"Are you being arrogant?" Avro raised an eyebrow, "I'm a little embarrassed."

"Let's go, I'll take you back." Sirius got his precious motorcycle from nowhere and said rather coolly.

Avro thought for two seconds, "Can I ride?"

"Do you know?"

"Are you reluctant?" Avro asked in surprise.

Sirius hesitated, this was his newly modified motorcycle!

"The sacrifice of life and death back then was indeed a mistake." Avro said resentfully.

"What is life and death?" Sirius thought hard and couldn't figure it out. If she was referring to the time when she met Jenny's Muggle boyfriend...

Avro shrugged, "I mean, I died heroically when I was sitting on the back of your motorcycle. Isn't this not giving up life and death?"

"..." Sirius chuckled, and then gave it to Aphra, "Then go ahead, I believe you."

Avro straddled it enthusiastically, and then asked innocently, "How to start it?"

Sirius was sitting in the back seat, feeling suddenly nervous.

He hadn't been so nervous in eight hundred years.

"How about..." Sirius thought for a while, but before he could find a suitable reason, Aphra twisted the handle and walked away.

Sirius was excited and quickly hugged Aphra's waist.

He is really scared!

Avro skillfully pressed the takeoff button and the invisibility button, and was in a mood to comfort Sirius.

"Don't be afraid, you don't have to worry about crashing in the air...unless someone is playing on a broomstick in the sky."

Sirius was a little skeptical, but wisely chose not to say anything.

After all, the initiative is not in his hands now.

Avro was having a great time driving, but when she arrived at Greengrass' house, she was still a little unfinished.

"How about I take you back?" Avro asked reluctantly.

Sirius shook his head decisively without thinking for a second.

"Okay..." Avro sighed regretfully, "Then let's go. Goodbye."

Avro entered the courtyard without looking back.

Sirius paused for a moment, shrugged his shoulders, and left.

Avro returned home, exhausted both physically and mentally.

This case was not complicated, and was even solved hastily.

After all, this is just a political means to seize power.

They don't care who the real culprit is, and are even willing to add to it just to consolidate their position.

Avro can understand this, but...is it really right?

She held her chin and sat at the dining table.

The house elf Mia thoughtfully brought food.

Avro smiled tenderly at Mia, "Thank you, Mia."

"I just went to St. Mungo's," her father walked up behind her, "and met the new Minister of Magic. He seemed to have a slight injury on his arm."

Avro's hand holding the fork paused for a moment, and then she casually picked at the meat on the plate, feeling a little fuzzy, "Rufus Scrimgeour?"

"Yes," his father sat across from him and glanced at Aphra with some pity, "He just finished interrogating Cobain Yaxley and used Veritaserum."

"Coban admitted that he was working for the mysterious person and conspired with the criminals uncovered by China to bring Forge down. However, Coban lost the election and his plan failed."

Avro listened and remained silent for a long time.

"Did he admit that he killed both Phillips and Jenny?" Avro finally asked.

"No, he bit himself to death and said he had only killed Phillips. He said he had no need to kill Jenny." His father twitched his lips. "No one believed him. He was eventually sentenced to life imprisonment in Azkaban."

"Oh..." Avro put down her fork.

Avro was a little distracted thinking about Jenny and her Muggle boyfriend.

When she erased the memory of Jenny's boyfriend, she hesitated, but in the end, she retained Jenny's existence and did not let him forget it.

"I want to go to sleep first," Avro said softly.

Her father nodded and followed her upstairs.

As she stepped onto the last step, Aphra leaned forward and asked, "So Cobain Yaxley is a Death Eater, right?"

"Yes," her father told her firmly.

Avro curled her lips and returned to the room.

She took off her clothes and soaked herself in the bathtub. The bathtub was filled with rose petals, and the bathroom was filled with the scent of roses.

"Tom." Avro tapped the edge of the bathtub with slender fingers.

Tom appeared next to the bathtub. He quietly glanced at the pink bubbles filling the bathtub, and his skin was looming in the bubbles.

Avro raised her legs, not minding Tom's gaze.

"Tom, tell me, how unscrupulous can a person be to achieve his goals?"

Tom rolled his eyes inwardly, is she okay? She called him out for no reason, just for these inexplicable words?

In his eyes, the means are not important, as long as the goal is achieved.

But Tom wouldn't say it out loud. He carefully observed Avro's expression and couldn't help but sneer in his heart. She was indeed a little girl who liked to be sad in spring and autumn.

He'd better enlighten me.

Tom reached out to stir up the foam in the bathtub, a harmless smile on his face.

"Of course the means must be bright, in line with your kind character."

Avro looked at him with a suspicious look, seeming to be deep in thought.

Is there something wrong with Tom? Listen, is this the nonsense he can tell? Avro didn't believe a word he said.

"I think there are some methods that are okay." Avro has always told herself this, but she thought of Jenny and those innocent people...

For the first time, she was a little unsure.

In fact, she has never killed anyone.

Avro thought deeply and did not continue.

Tom couldn't figure out what she was thinking.

Avro thought for a moment, raised her head and said to Tom, "Teach me to kill."

Tom raised his eyebrows in surprise, "What?"

He didn't believe his ears.

"Teach me the life-killing spell." Avro hooked her hand at Tom, rising slightly to close the distance between them.

Tom raised his lips and smiled, "But I don't have magic, how can I teach you?"

There seemed to be hidden expectations in his words, but Aphra didn't give in at all.

"You don't need to do it," Avro said with a sullen face, "I can do it myself, your role is to explain."

The back of her hand gently stroked Tom's cheek, the hot skin touched, and Avro's eyes glanced downward.

Avro's fingers touched Tom's lips, then moved down to touch his Adam's apple.

The bathroom was filled with mist.

For a time, there was endless spring.