HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

When Oliver Wood came off the field to cheers, surrounded by Gryffindors, he ended his last Quidditch match as a student.

He was also slightly regretful that although all his good friends came to watch the game, Aphra was lying in the hospital wing.

But it's okay, because she didn't come to the Quidditch match before, she only watched the Malfoy kid's game.

Oliver lowered his head and walked far away, not noticing the sound of his friends cheering around him.

"Ahem, what are you doing?" Avro's sweet voice sounded, and Oliver swore it was the nicest voice he had ever heard.

A bouquet of champagne roses caught Oliver's eyes, followed by Aphra's beautiful face.

Bright eyes and white teeth, charming and seductive.

"Congratulations on winning the game. I wish you a successful and long Quidditch career."

Avro was smiling, Oliver took the bouquet with a blushing face, and his friends gathered around.

Oliver looked excited. He wanted to step forward and hug her, but he hesitated.

Avro opened her hands generously, signaling him to open her arms.

Oliver took two steps forward and hugged Aphra tightly.

Oliver, who plays Quidditch all year round, has a broad chest, tight muscles, and stiff arms. He always feels safe and secure in his arms. His heart beat very fast, as if his heart was about to jump out.

"Thank you! I'm so...so happy!"

Percy folded his arms and stood behind the crowd to watch, with a complex look on his face, like envy and jealousy.

Fred and George whistled happily and grinned at Percy in unison.

"Sir, Sir, do you need our help?"

"Otherwise, I'm afraid you'll have no chance~"

Percy snorted coldly, not in the mood to pay attention to them.

Harry stood there with a sad look on his face, holding his broom. He had felt this embrace before.

He still remembered that Avro's body was soft and her breath was sweet.

After ending this slightly long hug, Oliver was already red from his forehead to the tips of his toes, as if he would burst into flames with excitement in the next second.

Although the people around them were so complicated that they were almost silent, the two people in the center of the focus were completely unaware.

They were chatting and whispering as if no one was around.

"Did you not get enough rest? I see there are dark circles under your eyes."

"You don't know, Madam Pomfrey's alarm clock reminds me every five hours. I have to get up and take medicine right after I sleep."

"Have you drank today?"

"Hmm..." Avro didn't answer.

Oliver poked her head, "Are you feeling well? Has Madam Pomfrey allowed you to come out?"

"Hmm..." Avro pretended not to hear.

"you……"

Before Oliver could teach Avro a lesson, Avro blocked his words, "Then tell me, will you be happy if I come out to give you flowers?"

"Of course I'm happy, but -"

"Don't you want to see me after the game?"

Aphra continues to tease Oliver.

"I think, I especially want to..."

"Then you are not allowed to criticize me. After all, I work very hard. If you say anything bad about me, I will take the flowers away!"

"Then I, then I was wrong?" Oliver pointed at himself suspiciously, and Aphra nodded affirmatively, "Okay, then I was wrong."

"Captain, are you leaving? Change your clothes!" Angelina shouted from a distance, and the team member next to her smiled and poked her arm, as if blaming her for ruining the captain's sweetness.

"Come right away!" Oliver replied helplessly.

"Then I'll go first?" Avro smiled and waved to Oliver.

Oliver swept away his previous disappointment and waved vigorously towards Aphra.

……

Several days had passed since Sirius' grievances were cleared. On this day, Sirius finally showed his face.

Sirius was brought back from the Ministry of Magic by Dumbledore. After running around for a long time, he solved the case and settled the grudges.

Dumbledore took him to Hogwarts and asked Lupine to take him to see Harry.

Lu Ping looked at his old friend and felt awkward for a moment.

His face is covered with traces of time. Unlike himself back then, he is now in his thirties. The other party looked equally haggard! But he was in good spirits, and after cleaning up, he was still as handsome as before.

"How are you doing after all these years?" Lu Ping said slowly.

"If you live like that, you are still alive." Sirius's eyes flashed, his Adam's apple rolled, and he seemed a little overwhelmed by his old friend.

"I've thought about it a lot, and I feel that I'm sorry for James and Lily. Likewise, I'm also sorry for you - I was the one who suggested that James let Xiaochong be the secret keeper. At the same time, it was also a sign of my distrust of you. Facts have proved that I was completely wrong. .”

"It's not your fault," Lupine said sincerely, "We were both wrong. What matters is that you and I still have a chance to talk to each other, and you still have a chance to see Harry."

"Thank you," Sirius breathed out, "I really do."

Sirius stared at him for a long time, and finally Lupine opened his arms and Sirius crashed into his arms.

The two finally smiled with relief, and it took a long time before they were willing to separate.

"Let's talk to each other in the evening, talk about you, and talk about me."

"Sorry Padfoot, it's a full moon today."

"Oh, furry little question, that doesn't matter, I can accompany you."

As the two walked, Sirius stopped.

Harry appeared opposite the two of them. Sirius was momentarily absent-minded and murmured, "James..."

Harry also stared at Sirius with a curious and eager gaze, trying to find the shadow of James. He really hoped that a father-like figure would appear in his life.

"Let's have a nice chat."

Lupine thoughtfully wanted to leave space for the two of them, but Sirius pulled him and said, "Together."

"Okay." Lupine smiled and stared at Sirius.

He had been mentally building up for a long time, but he didn't expect that as soon as he saw Sirius, those barriers would suddenly disappear.

He always had nothing to do with Sirius, Lupine smiled bitterly, unconsciously recalling their school days.

It seems like nothing has changed.

Before the three of them finished chatting, it was already nightfall. Sirius asked Harry to go back first, but he and Lupine headed towards the Whomping Willow.

The next morning, there was a middle-aged man on the Gryffindor table. He was handsome, outgoing, and very dashing.

"That seems to be Blake. Should I say it or not, he is quite handsome." Lancey commented.

Avro looked over and nodded in agreement, "Yes, he is handsome."

She didn't know that this man was the big black dog she had disliked for being ugly before.

Harry secretly stared at Aphra and saw her observing Sirius. He sighed secretly. Not only was he unable to compare with Oliver, but now he was also unable to compare with his godfather.