HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

Avro was quickly entangled with the two Gryffindors.

Logically speaking, Gryffindor and Slytherin have never dealt with each other. They are disgusted with each other and look down on each other.

But these two guys seem to care more about whether the other party can be on the same frequency as them than the difference between the colleges.

"My name is Fred, Fred Weasley, second year Gryffindor." The guy named Fred sat on the left side of Aphra and said cheerfully alone.

Avro twitched the corner of her mouth, "Okay, okay, it's Weasley again, right?"

"George, it's his twin brother." The boy on the right raised his chin.

"Okay, twins," Avro looked around, "Then how can I tell you apart?"

Fred blinked, "Basically no one at Hogwarts can tell us apart."

"Sometimes even our mothers can't tell the difference."

Avro distinguished it carefully for a while, "But I have to distinguish it..."

"Why?" they both asked in unison.

"I'm afraid I'll be fooled by you one day." Avro complained. She doesn't like to be fooled and doesn't like things to get out of her control.

They looked at each other and smiled.

Avro couldn't find any difference for a while, so she simply gave up.

"After all that, you haven't introduced yourself yet."

"Name? Age? Hobbies? Gender?" George answered.

Avro was speechless for a while, "Do you still want me to tell you your gender?"

"It's just a joke." They were on the left and right, like a three-dimensional surround speaker.

"Aphroe Greengrass, female by gender, male by preference." She stretched out her hand, wanting to shake Fred's hand.

Fred stretched out his hand and fist-bumped her. Avro smiled helplessly, and then fist-bumped George, but George wanted to shake her hand again.

"..." Avro thought, it would be fun to play with them, but it would definitely be very tiring.

"Okay, then why did you come to me?"

Is it possible that she is also involved in playing pranks on others?

"Join the gang."

Well, no surprise at all.

"No." Avro refused flatly.

"why?"

"I can find a bunch of reasons at random." Avro stood up, patted her school robe, and walked to the Slytherin lounge.

"Give me an example." The two of them followed her and continued walking.

"The colleges are different. Movement is restricted. Grades are different. You can't meet each other." Avro pointed at herself and then at them, "surname prejudice, limited views, and bloodline prejudice."

The two looked at each other.

"You're not going to stay here and listen to the instructions for our lounge, are you?" Avro issued the eviction order.

After seeing off the two distinguished guests, Avro read out the password, "Honor."

In fact, Aphra doesn't care about her surname or bloodline. She likes whoever treats her well, and she treats whomever she likes freely.

This was just an excuse to reject those two guys. After all, they were full of energy at first glance. Avro accepted their pranks, but she didn't want to engage in research and development with them.

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It was another stormy day. After finishing her homework, Aphra felt satisfied and took a walk along the corridor.

"Meow."

Who brought the pet?

Avro looked around, it shouldn't be the case. Where could there be an irresponsible owner who would let a kitten get wet in the rain in this kind of weather?

"Meow meow meow." Avro tried calling the kitten.

Unsuccessful.

Through the rain curtain, she vaguely saw a cute white cat, but even though it was wet, it was still wary and did not dare to take a step forward.

When Aphra gets interested, she likes beautiful creatures. Since she has met them all, it is fate, so don't miss it.

Avro tried her best not to let the kitten get even closer.

"How about I do it?" A pleasant voice sounded from behind.

Avro was squatting, and upon hearing this, she could only raise her head with difficulty to look at him.

It's the Gryffindor I saw on the train, his name is...Oliver Wood.

Oliver had just finished training, and he was covered in rain, which was making the surrounding ground wet.

He passed by Aphra and was intrigued by her.

"What can you do?" Avro asked in confusion.

"Uh... let me cast a spell, okay?" He scratched his head.

"Although it's a bit rough...but there seems to be no faster way." Avro blinked.

Oliver knelt down and took out the wand from who knew which pocket, "Here comes the kitten!"

"Meow!"

The white cat's pupils were dilated, and the whole cat was resisting Oliver, and every raised hair was screaming to escape.

Oliver dropped his wand and held it tightly in his hands. No matter how much the kitten's limbs struggled, Oliver remained motionless.

Avro raised an eyebrow, "Wow, you did it."

She took the kitten from Oliver's hand, her movements were much gentler, she gently followed the kitten's fur, and slowly, the kitten lowered its guard.

Oliver opened his confused gray eyes and silently observed the person and cat in front of him.

The Slytherin girl was not impatient at all, even though her wizard robes were covered in mud and rain from the kittens.

She just squatted like this, stroking the cat's fur.

After calming the kitten, Avro cast a cleaning and warming charm on the kitten.

Oliver was surprised, "You look so young and know so much."

"Of course, it doesn't matter who I am." Avro was very happy with the compliments, so she gave Oliver the same treatment as a kitten.

Oliver looked at his clean appearance and grinned, "Thank you! By the way...I kind of forgot who you are."

Avro's smile suddenly went away, and she hugged the kitten and left, "...Aphro, Avro Greengrass."

"Ahem," Oliver sheepishly picked up his wand and followed Aphra, "Whose cat is this? How do you plan to place it?"

"I don't know." Avro shook his head honestly and was a little confused, "Do you have a pet?"

"Me? No." Oliver shook his head.

She thought for a while, "Can you take care of it for a few days? I would like to adopt it, but I already have an owl."

Oliver was still hesitating, and Aphra handed the kitten in front of him, "Look, how beautiful it is."

The kitten's fur was very short, and after being cleaned, its fur was soft and docile. It opened its big blue eyes and stared at Oliver curiously.

"And it's been raining all week, so he'll be cold and hungry by then."

Even though Oliver was a big and thick piece of wood, his heart was softened in an instant. He took the kitten by surprise and said, "Yes, it's okay."

The kitten opened its mouth and seemed to be yawning.

"Great, now let's go get it some food." Avro nodded with satisfaction, very satisfied with this arrangement.

Oliver followed her obediently, stroking the kitten's fur every now and then.