HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

Percy immediately understood the implication of her words and felt guilty, so he gave her a look of shame and annoyance, but unfortunately it had zero lethality.

"I'm here," Aphra was in a very good mood, not feeling sleepy at all even after a tiring day. She walked to the door of the lounge, read the password, and smiled at Percy before getting in, "Good night."

"Good night."

Percy breathed a sigh of relief and realized that from that time on, Aphra had not shied away from shouting Slytherin's password in front of him.

Thinking of this detail, Percy curled up his lips.

When he returned to the dormitory, he found Oliver sitting on the edge of the bed, one foot on the edge of the bed, his arms on his knees, and he was in a daze.

When he saw Percy coming back, Oliver looked him over and said nothing.

Percy slowed down and hesitated slightly, but he didn't speak. He just unbuttoned his cloak and put it on the coat rack.

"What do you think of Aphra?" Oliver lay down and stared at the ceiling.

Oliver had been thinking about it since he came back from the cat house. Finally, he realized, when did this happen?

"..." Seeing that he finally understood, Percy had no choice but to acquiesce. After all, he couldn't say anything to refute.

However, he originally planned to just leave it like that and say nothing.

He will graduate soon.

Percy frowned and looked at Oliver, "Very good."

"..." Oliver twitched the corners of his mouth, trying to force a smile but unable to do so. He rubbed his eyebrows, "You like her? This is a bit sudden for me."

"For me, liking her is not sudden." Percy loosened his tie and walked to the mirror. He looked at himself in the mirror, feeling a little dazed.

He dressed neatly most of the time, with leather shoes, shirt and tie, a meticulous Hogwarts robe, and a shiny prefect's badge, now the chairman's badge.

Many times, his brothers didn't quite understand him and thought his behavior was ridiculous.

He also often secretly doubts himself whether he should not pursue power so much.

But Avro was not surprised by this. Instead, she told him frankly that this idea was good. She also said that people with higher status had freedoms that those with lower status did not have, and she asked him to work hard for it.

It was she who was affirming him.

This undoubtedly coincides with his thoughts.

Is it true that a true gentleman is someone who is indifferent to fame and wealth?

He just wants to have power and want to live well for himself and the people around him.

He turned to look at Oliver. Oliver was not born with so many convoluted thoughts. He was open and relaxed. He was usually either wearing Quidditch uniform or on the way to put on Quidditch uniform. Sometimes when he got up late, he might even wear pajamas under his school robe.

"When?" Oliver was confused. He knew that his good friend would not covet the girl he liked. The only possibility was that Percy had liked Aphra earlier.

"Earlier than when you said you liked her." Sure enough, Percy answered him.

Percy was not used to being frank, and kept everything on his mind hidden from others, but now that he had been discovered, he couldn't continue to hide it from his good brother.

"Then why didn't you tell me then?" Oliver was even more confused. Although he felt weird now, he still had no dirty thoughts. "We can compete fairly."

"I have no intention of competing." Percy didn't know why he stopped thinking about it. He subconsciously felt that it would be more suitable for Oliver to stand next to Aphra. Maybe he is better than me.

"Why?" Oliver was really confused by Percy. He really couldn't understand the other person's brain circuit.

"It's hard for me to say, I can't tell." Percy smiled bitterly, his whole body was now so twisted, twisted together like a twist.

The emotions buried deep in his heart were suddenly unearthed, making him feel a little ashamed.

"Don't worry. Although I'm very unhappy now, after all, you are my good buddy, so I'll just accept it..."

Oliver sighed secretly. There were many competitors, but he didn't expect that one was missing.

He felt that Percy also had excellent grades, and maybe Avro and him would have something in common. Besides, he was a prefect before, and now he is the boys chairman. He is not bad looking either - although he is a little worse than me.

Finished

Oliver licked his lips, which were chapped.

"Have you never thought that she might not accept a boy? Is there a possibility that she doesn't like both of us."

Percy asked back, and Oliver was stunned.

Yes, Avro may not even like it.

Percy also sat on his bed and said helplessly, "It's very late today. Let's talk some other time."

"But I can't sleep." Oliver's refusal was of no use, and Percy had already shut up.

Oliver rubbed his heart, which felt a little sour and depressed.

He didn't want to get to the bottom of it, and he didn't want to know why Percy liked Aphra.

When a girl can attract your attention, of course you won't be able to see anyone else.

Oliver thought sadly as he rolled over into the quilt, wanting to take a nap and forget all these things.

The two boys put their thoughts aside for the time being and talked about Peter and Sirius.

The Ministry of Magic is incredibly efficient, and Dumbledore's encouragement may be indispensable behind this.

Only a few days passed before the thirteen-year-old case was retried and the truth came to light. Peter was convicted of the Dementor's Kiss and was imprisoned until three months before he was executed.

Sirius Black was declared innocent, but his whereabouts were still unknown. The Ministry of Magic felt extremely guilty and hurriedly released a series of messages, one to find Sirius and the other to restore its image.

The Daily Prophet quickly spread the news, and soon, almost everyone knew the truth thirteen years ago.

It took Harry a few days to calm down, but Lupine remained depressed and worried.

"I heard he is my godfather?"

Harry was lying on the railing, feeling faintly excited. So, he was going to have a family member.

Lupine looked a little dazed, "Sirius? Yes, he is your godfather."

"How is he?" Harry asked. "I kind of want to see him."

"He..." Lu Ping fell into silence, seeming to be reminiscing. He slowly showed a smile, which was both happy and bitter. "He is very good. You should like him... There is no one who doesn't like his friends around him." he."

Harry felt a little strange in his heart. Professor Lupine in front of him was strange, but he didn't understand Lupine's mind. Maybe he could ask others for advice... He began to lose focus.

Lu Ping was also in a daze. His throat was dry. He didn't know if he was looking forward to seeing his old friend. He was still feeling lost. Why was he not the secret keeper? Why wasn't he believed?