HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

Avro squatted on the ground, feeling dizzy and unable to recover for a long time.

There was a shadow before her, and she looked up. Theodore stood before her.

Theodore stretched out his hand towards her, "I didn't see you in there, so I wanted to come out and see how you were doing."

Avro blinked, then held Theodore's hand. After squatting for too long, she staggered.

Theodore directly pulled her into his arms and hugged her gently.

She was stunned, and before her mind could react, her body moved first.

Aphra hugged Theodore back and fell into his arms.

"The mysterious man has made everyone panic."

Theodore lowered his eyes. He didn't really care about the mysterious man's ambitions, but his father... unfortunately, was a Death Eater.

Aphra smelled the reassuring cold fragrance on his body, and her hatred of Voldemort reached a new level. If he died, where would there be all these troubles?

When will Voldemort die?

Both of them thought of Voldemort, but now Theodore became panicked. He was like a duckweed in the water, without knowing the direction and without support.

Avro hugged Theodore tightly and tried to comfort him as much as possible.

"Don't be afraid, I will protect you." Avro said loudly.

Theodore was a little confused, he was a little at a loss now.

All she said were his words!

Avro ruffled his hair and said, "Follow me and the glory and wealth will be yours."

"...Okay." Theodore had no choice but to respond obediently.

He doesn't need any glory or wealth... He just needs a quiet life and a loving person to accompany him.

Theodore glanced at Avro, oh... maybe he was accompanied by a group of people.

Theodore struggled in his mind for a while, but still didn't ask Avro anything.

……

school day,

Avro, wearing the badge of the student president, pushed open the door of the prefect's box.

There are fewer acquaintances.

She struggled for a while, and under Ron's expectant eyes, she sat next to Draco.

Draco moved his hips subtly, further away from Aphra.

Avro moved quietly towards Draco, and the gap between the two became smaller.

Draco continued to move until he could no longer escape and was pressed against the window.

Such a familiar feeling...Draco's heart tingled.

The others looked at the two men's actions. The new prefect was at a loss and didn't know how to react.

Hermione deftly opened a package of Muggle snacks, and the crunching sound attracted everyone's attention.

Avro subconsciously put her arm around Draco and wanted to talk to him, but Draco was so frightened that he stood up.

He nervously covered his left arm and looked at Aphra with a horrified expression.

Avro raised her head, confused at first, then as if she realized something, she frowned and locked eyes with Draco.

"Well... let's talk about business?" Ron said uncomfortably, he really didn't understand.

I don’t understand why Avro is so nice to them all, she always teases herself, but doesn’t show much emotion anymore.

Ron tasted jealousy for the first time, feeling jealous about a girl getting along with a boy.

Avro calmly explained what the prefects needed to do, and finally her eyes stayed on Draco for a few seconds.

Draco didn't dare to look up, the corners of his mouth drooped.

He could feel Avro's deep gaze, which seemed to be filled with disappointment.

It's not disappointment...Aphro thought, it's not disappointment, it's heartache.

Draco was not like this, but Avro had already had a premonition. She knew that Draco would be forced to grow up sooner or later.

But she still relented, she felt that Draco didn't have to bear that.

Could it be the Dark Mark on his arm... his left arm...?

Is he taking over from Lucius Malfoy and going to complete Voldemort's mission?

Aphra didn't want to discuss this with Draco on the train, and of course she couldn't.

She decided to wait until she got to Hogwarts and take Draco out to talk alone.

But what could she do to help Draco? There was no way she could help Voldemort.

It's impossible for Draco not to help Voldemort...

This is an unsolved problem.

Unless Voldemort is killed.

We still need to talk to Dumbledore. Please urge Dumbledore. Why is he so slow in finding Horcruxes?

Xiao Deng... sometimes look for your own reasons. Have you worked hard over the years and destroyed the Horcrux?

It's time to put pressure on Dumbledore.

Aphra was walking boredly in the aisle of the Hogwarts Express when she saw Harry surrounded by a group of students.

Harry looked to her for help.

Avro: ...What would Harry look like if she pretended not to see it?

Avro sighed and waved to Harry, "Harry, come here."

Harry's eyes lit up, "Okay."

He pushed aside a group of fans and walked happily to Aphra.

Avro took Harry and ducked into a compartment.

"You are quite popular." Avro teased him with a smile.

"...Of course not as popular as you." Harry stabbed her subconsciously, and when he realized it, he could no longer control his mouth.

Seeing Aphra's surprised look, Harry lowered his head silently.

Avro raised an eyebrow. She knew that Harry was unforgiving, but he would never do this to her before.

Finally exposed his true nature, right?

Harry's cheeks were hot and he was a little embarrassed.

"Well, I'm very touched to be praised by the savior."

"I don't dare. After all, Mr. Greengrass never forgets Malfoy and won't let me inquire about his affairs... To be moved, I was really moved when I saw the friendship between you and little Malfoy."

"Why did you involve Draco again?" Avro was a little annoyed. She was irritated about Draco.

Aphra didn't want to quarrel with anyone, so she tapped the table. After attracting Harry to look up, she pointed out the window, pretending to be surprised.

"It seems like someone wants to get to know you."

As soon as she finished speaking, the compartment door was pushed open, and a girl walked in and said confidently, "Hello, Harry, I am Romilda Vanni."

Harry looked at her confused, his eyes full of confusion.

This makes the girl a little embarrassed.

"Why don't you sit in our box?" Romilda asked. "You don't have to sit with her."

When Avro was pointed at by her, she looked down at her chairman's badge and couldn't help but sneer.

"Is today April Fool's Day?" Harry asked pretending to be ignorant, "You are very funny, classmate Ini."

"That's Wanni." Avro added in a low voice, but it still clearly fell on Romilda Wanni's ears.

Romilda was a little angry. She didn't expect Harry to have such a personality.

She was so choked that she was speechless!

"I know what kind of friends I make, and I know exactly what kind of people I should make friends with. Thank you for your extra concern!" Harry instantly forgot about his unpleasantness with Aphra.

He didn't wait for Romilda to reply, and said impatiently, "She has been a prefect for two consecutive years, and this year she is the student president. What are you?"

Romilda blushed and was speechless with embarrassment.

"She gets O's every year and gets straight O's in her OWLs. Who are you?"

"She is beautiful and perfect, and she doesn't know how to point out other people's friends casually, unlike some people..."

Before he could finish speaking, Romilda bit her lip, slammed the door angrily, and left.

Aphra's anger disappeared when she heard Harry commenting on her.

She curled her lips slightly and fiddled with her fingers carelessly.

I remembered that many years ago, when Draco came to Harry to befriend Harry provocatively and ridiculed Ron, Harry had the same protective attitude.

Avro smiled slightly.