HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

After enjoying the dinner, Aphra went to the Slytherin lounge under the leadership of the Slytherin prefects.

The Slytherin lounge was underground, getting darker and colder as she walked. She frowned subconsciously, suddenly missing the warmth of her home.

After the prefect read out a lot of regulations and told them the Slytherin password, he took them to rest. Everyone was already a little tired from standing. After hearing this, they all rushed into the dormitory happily.

There is a long corridor in the girls' dormitory. The floor is covered with dark green carpet. It automatically silences the sound when you step on it, so it is very quiet. Avro nodded with satisfaction. She paid great attention to these external conditions. Looking at Slytherin's lounge and dormitory, they were not satisfactory for the time being.

She was assigned to the first dormitory on the right, and she chose her roommates on her own, so she happened to sleep with two friends she had just met.

After entering the dormitory and looking around, Avro nodded.

The layout of the dormitory is mainly green with silver decoration. It looks mysterious and quiet. There are three beds and two layers of curtains, one layer of tulle and one layer of thick cloth.

The desk was neatly placed against the wall. Seeing that they didn't speak, Avro pointed to a bed against the wall, "Then I'll choose this one."

"Okay." "Okay."

The next second, 'Aphro Greengrass' appeared on the nameplate in front of the bed on the far left, and her luggage was placed beside the bed.

A wizard who grew up in a Muggle family might find it very magical, but Aphra has a house elf at home, so she understands that this is the job of a house elf.

She began to pack her belongings while Roll and Travers picked out their beds.

Avro was exhausted after cleaning up, and fell asleep after washing up.

The next morning, Avro had breakfast in the auditorium, and the prefect handed them the school year schedule.

"The first class is Potions class." Avro put down the timetable, "Is our dean teaching?"

"Yes." The prefect replied briefly, "Don't worry, Professor Snape always favors Slytherin."

Avro nodded. She was not worried. She had learned a lot of knowledge in advance. Her father had high requirements for her and had been urging her to study during the summer vacation.

Avro got up very early. After dinner, there was still a long time before class, so she walked leisurely towards the classroom.

There was no one in the corridor, maybe because it was too early. There was a small ball on the ground, glowing white, which was very attractive.

Was it accidentally left behind? Avro looked around in confusion, but caught a glimpse of a small piece of black fabric around the corner. It was inconspicuous, but Avro still saw it.

It seemed like someone was waiting there.

Avro curled her lips slightly, bent down, and pretended to pick it up, but in fact, she was still staring at the corner with her peripheral vision.

"Ah!" Avro screamed.

Immediately, two identical figures popped out from around the corner. They were two Gryffindor boys, a little taller than Aphra.

Avro raised an eyebrow, why are there so many people in Gryffindor!

"Hey, what are you two doing?" Avro looked at them.

They looked at each other in surprise, and the boy on the left spoke first, "You didn't pick it up?"

"You're still pretending to be tricked?"

They shouted together, "Have you discovered us already?"

Avro flipped her hair and looked at the ball on the ground, "What kind of trick is this?"

"Screaming ball."

"We made it."

Avro was confused, "Screaming ball?"

"Well... when you touch it, you will scream uncontrollably, but only for a few times." The boy on the left explained, looking a little regretful, "It's a pity, we originally planned to choose a lucky person to test the effect. of."

"Then how did you bring it here?" Avro continued to ask.

The boy on the right snapped his fingers and said, "That's a good question. Just wear gloves. It will only take effect if it comes into contact with skin."

He was wearing a glove and then demonstratively picked up the ball from the ground.

"You just put it on the ground as bait?" Avro smiled, "But not everyone is so careless and just picks up things on the road."

"I can only say that you are very cautious. We are unlucky and just wait for others."

"I have a way to try this thing of yours." Avro hooked her fingers and moved closer to them.

Then, with lightning speed, Avro grabbed the boy's wrist on the right and handed it to him.

The boy on the right was unprepared, and before he had time to resist, the screaming ball touched his cheek.

"Ouch!" he yelled.

Avro raised a satisfied smile and said, "You are good at craftsmanship. It seems that this thing is very effective. Congratulations on your success."

"I'll take my leave now, class is about to begin." Avro waved her hands with a smile, "Thank you for performing a funny joke."

The boy on the left looked annoyed, and so did the one on the right.

"Fred, I was fooled." George laughed bitterly.

"She actually called us a joke." Fred showed a complicated expression.

They looked at each other and said, "Isn't this an affirmation?"

"A little girl with a quick mind."

"Looks like a fun companion."

"That's not possible, George," Fred muttered. "She's a Slytherin."

"I found out, but it's rare for a smart person to appear among those stupid Slytherins."

"I don't know if she can bear the joke."

"Yeah, that's important."

The two of them went to their classrooms while muttering.

When Aphra entered the Potions classroom, there were not many people in the classroom, and Professor Snape had not arrived either.

Professor Snape was a serious-looking professor, and the professors at Hogwarts were simply polarizing.

The strict ones included Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall - the professor during the sorting, and later she found out that he was the Head of Gryffindor.

The kind ones include Professor Dumbledore, who always smiles and looks like an old naughty boy, and Professor Sprout, the dean of Hufflepuff.

In short, there are always different tips when facing different people. Afro has a thousand faces, and he is best at tailoring the right medicine to each person.

But every professor likes one type of students, and that is students with excellent grades and strong abilities.

This is one of Avro's goals.