HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

Avro looked silently at Blaise, who was pouring tea for her, and glanced up at him with a slightly complicated look.

"Don't like drinking?" Blaise gave her a wink. His usual expression was enough to charm a large number of girls.

Avro responded with an ambiguous smile calmly, "I like it, but I like it better than this..."

"What?" Blaise subconsciously held his breath.

"Prefer the toast on the second plate to your right, thank you."

"..."

Avro took the piece of bread from him with satisfaction, got up and walked to the classroom.

Just as she was about to reach the door of the classroom, she was stopped by Harry again.

Avro raised her eyes, not in a hurry to leave, and waited quietly to listen to him.

"Dear Miss Greengrass, good morning." Harry greeted her weakly.

"..." Avro was speechless for a while, unable to utter a single word.

Was Harry's soul sucked away by dementors?

Harry struggled for three seconds and finally decided to ignore what the Weasley twins taught him. After all, he couldn't say the next words at all.

He chose to take off his disguise and said, "Aphro, morning."

"Morning." Avro breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at Harry, "What's the matter?"

"Can't I come to you if nothing happens?" Harry asked.

"Of course, you are welcome to come to me at any time~for things like dates." Avro rolled her eyes, and her simple words made Harry blush.

"...Then I have something to do." Harry felt that he had nowhere to hide in front of her, so he had no choice but to ignore her words.

"As long as it's not about Hagrid, it's fine." Aphra said to Harry in a good mood.

"But..." Harry pursed his lips. Aphra couldn't think of anything else to say, so he decided to go into the classroom and ignore him.

"But I want to date you." Harry's words stunned Aphra, and she looked at Harry again.

In fact, when Aphra first met Harry, he was still a thin little boy who didn't have enough to eat or wear well. His birthday was not remembered and he had to do a lot of work every day.

Now, he has grown much taller, has a good-looking face, a good figure, is famous, and has strength, but he is still as reckless as ever.

Avro nodded, "Of course it's okay if it's your appointment. When will it be?"

"Friday afternoon, no classes."

Harry answered quickly, as if he had already thought about it, but he had not thought about what he wanted to do with Aphra.

"Okay." Avro winked mischievously and ducked into the classroom.

Harry was left in a daze.

"What are you doing standing here?" Snape's voice sounded from behind Harry, "Five points from Gryffindor because of Potter's disorder."

"?" Harry glared at him hatefully and strode away.

Snape was in a great mood and entered the classroom, swinging his cloak.

……

Avro is already relatively satisfied with her spells. Every spell she uses after instilling her emotions will be much more powerful than the original.

"Shattered to pieces!"

Cedric silently moved sideways to avoid the flying debris, and suddenly thought of a question.

"Aphro, are you consuming your emotions too frequently, will you be exhausted?"

Avro pinched the tip of her nose, thought about it seriously, and then joked, "It's quite frequent, but I don't seem too tired. Maybe it's because I'm gifted?"

Cedric smiled and scratched her nose lovingly.

Avro was stunned, and Cedric himself was also stunned.

"Sorry, I crossed the line." Cedric blinked awkwardly, quickly retracted his hand, and silently sorted out the books.

"It's okay..." Avro turned away and swallowed, "But what you said does make sense, so I plan to learn alchemy. I want to make an object similar to a pensieve. I don't know. How to describe it? Let me study it for a while and then write it down and show it to you."

The two packed up their books and wands and walked out of the classroom as usual.

Cedric frowned slightly, a little annoyed, "Alchemy... you have great ideas and are very powerful, but I'm afraid I can't help you more. I really haven't touched on alchemy."

"You are the best. You have been helping me these past few years and practicing spells with me every day. Cedric is the best~" Avro smiled sweetly at him, looking like a pure and harmless person. White Rabbit.

Cedric lowered his head in embarrassment, "We help each other and make progress together. Then I won't be able to help you in the future?"

"Okay," Avro pretended to be mysterious, and after Cedric cast a curious look, she smiled slyly, "Cedric can have dinner with me, and that's my reward."

"Okay." Cedric's tone showed excitement, and Aphra quickly looked away.

There was something wrong with the atmosphere. Avro felt a little uncomfortable. She coughed twice and said nothing more.

"Then if you need it again, you can still call me." Cedric nodded, his eyebrows gentle, with a hint of tenderness. With short black hair, thick eyebrows, and a pair of deep and dedicated eyes, he is another eye-catching sight when walking on the road.

"I will, I promise."

Avro said that before this, she really had no idea about Cedric.

Saying goodbye to Cedric, Aphra stood at the door of the lounge and took a deep breath.

Her shoulder was tapped, and Blaise smiled brightly, "You have a lot of peach blossoms, and this one is also of high quality."

"What other peach blossoms do I have?" Avro asked jokingly.

Unexpectedly, Blaise was really going to count on his fingers, so Avro held down his hand and said, "Okay, stop counting."

"Has your appointment been scheduled to next year?" Blaise raised his eyebrows and called out the password for the lounge, "Pure."

The door to the lounge opened, and Blaise motioned for Avro to go in first.

"What?" Avro asked, "What do you think?"

"No, I just don't know if someone still remembers that someone in Diagon Alley said he wanted to treat me to dinner during the summer vacation." Blaise reminded her kindly.

Avro's expression didn't change. She really forgot, but she couldn't admit it.

"How dare you forget," Avro blinked, "Next time in Hogsmeade, okay?"

"That was all in December, wouldn't someone forget it again?"

Avro shook her head, "Of course I wouldn't..." She looked back at Blaise, who held out his little finger.

Avro lowered his head and smiled, reaching out to hook her, "That's enough."

"It's a word."