HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

Avro suppressed a smile and looked up to see how Oliver was going to answer.

Oliver thought for a long time but couldn't think of a reason, so he reluctantly agreed.

The three of them came to the Room of Requirement that Oliver mentioned. This room was on the eighth floor and had no door. After Oliver walked back and forth three times, a door appeared in front of them.

Avro and Cedric both exclaimed in exclamation. Avro was speechless, "Is there such a place in Hogwarts?"

"Fred and George found it," explained Oliver, who had only just found out. "They always know some weird stuff."

"It's what they said, I'm not surprised." Avro nodded, and Cedric turned his head to look at her after hearing her words.

After the three of them entered, they found a group of Gryffindors sitting in a circle on thick blankets.

Apart from the three of them, there were Percy, Fred, George, Ron, Harry and Hermione, as well as two boys whom Aphra didn't know, and three girls from the Gryffindor team.

Oliver chose an empty seat and sat down. The sensible friend next to him immediately moved a seat. The two of them looked at Aphra longingly. Avro coughed and sat next to Oliver.

"This is Aphra Greengrass from Slytherin, and this is Cedric Diggory from Hufflepuff."

Oliver introduced.

"The person next to me is my good friend, Devin, and the person opposite is Ebern."

Avro nodded and greeted them.

"This is Angelina, this is Katie, this is Aaliyah."

Cedric nodded, he knew them all from playing Quidditch.

Avro thought leisurely, what are we playing together, Quidditch?

Devin and Ayburn huddled together, seeming to be discussing something.

Avro laughed, glanced at a circle of people, and finally looked at Oliver.

"We're leaving school tomorrow, friends, let's enjoy tonight."

We were all acquaintances, so we were quite relaxed. They gathered together and chatted in twos and threes. Cedric and Aphra have always been popular, so they naturally cope with this kind of social interaction easily.

It’s just that everyone seems to have their own little thoughts.

Fred and George just leaned into Percy's ear, talking to each other.

"Mr. Chairman, you are leaving school tomorrow. Why don't you seize the opportunity to win tonight?" Fred encouraged in a low voice.

"What to take?" Percy opened a bottle of wine and pretended not to understand.

"My favorite girl." George answered naturally.

"No need." Percy shook his head.

"Boring." "Stubborn."

"Idle and unreliable." Percy replied angrily, but it didn't hurt Fred and George.

On the other side, Hermione felt a little bored, but she didn't have any other arrangements, so when Harry forced Ron to come with her, she readily agreed.

Seeing that Harry's eyes were glued to Aphra, she reached for the book and patted him, "Did you drag us here just to show us beautiful girls?"

"No, I..." Harry didn't know what to say. He was just here to keep an eye on him. He was worried that Oliver had really made some progress.

"He just couldn't bear to leave the training madman." Ron clapped his hands, feeling that his inference was extremely correct.

"It's none of your business, just go ahead and play." Hermione commented with disgust.

Oliver was separated from his two best friends. He had to communicate with them through eyes or, if that was not possible, mouth communication.

"As planned, planned!" Devin tried his best to say.

"Through the game—" Eborn added.

Oliver seemed to understand, and he frantically recalled the ideas his friends had come up with some time ago. However, there were so many ideas that he didn't know which one to start with.

Avro laughed dumbly, pulled out the wizard chess and crackle explosion cards from the pile of toys behind her, and took the initiative to cue the process.

"Does anyone here want to play a game?" She highlighted two games.

Fred and George looked at each other, nodded, and said in unison, "Wait, I'll let you counterattack right away."

Percy had a headache. His two naughty brothers were not doing it for his own good. They were just having fun. Maybe this was a plan to embarrass him.

Hermione smiled at Harry, "I know what you're thinking, just wait."

She raised her hand, "I want to play crackle with you."

"Okay." Avro knows everything, including these games that wizards play in their spare time.

"You can't have fun without chips," Fred reminded loudly.

"If you want to have punishment, why not take a look at our Weasley Punishment 99 cards!"

George took the opportunity to promote their product.

Everyone looked over curiously. There were some questions or behaviors printed on those cards.

"The loser has to choose one and do what's on the card."

"Okay." Avro agreed readily. To be honest, she would not lose.

"If there are only two people playing, wouldn't the others have no sense of participation?"

"Just choose a camp. People in the same camp will lose and win together and suffer the punishment together."

"Are there any rewards for the winner?" Avro asked.

"A bottle of wine as a prize?"

"Is this a reward?" Although Avro expressed doubts about this, she did not object.

So in the first game, Aphra played against Hermione. Oliver took the lead in choosing Aphra's camp, while Devon and Eborn chose Hermione's camp very wisely.

Cedric naturally had no second choice.

Harry looked at Hermione, nodded, and chose Aphra.

"Hermione knows everything. I choose Hermione." Angelina knew Hermione better and encouraged several good sisters to choose Hermione.

Fred and George pulled Percy to choose Avro.

Ron struggled for a while, no, do they all know who is stronger? ?

He had never seen Afro play cards, so how could he choose?

Hermione wasn't as good at it as he was, Ron thought arrogantly.

In terms of both camps, Avro has more supporters. Does he want to balance it out?

Before Ron could make a choice, the game started.

No, does anyone care about him?

Ron was furious, but his attention was quickly drawn to the game.

Avro is indeed very good at this game of calculation and luck, and she seems to have played a lot.

"Come on this." Fred pointed.

"No, I think it's this." George retorted.

Avro threw another card, "Shut up, all of you."