HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

Avro was praised but not proud. She had already made her choice.

She wants her family to be safe, her loved ones to be safe, and herself to be comfortable. The prerequisite is that she is not under violent rule or war.

Voldemort was not a good choice.

However, the savior who is still a student may not be able to defeat him... Dumbledore definitely has no way to destroy Voldemort, otherwise how could Voldemort still survive?

Avro wanted to sigh, but swallowed it back, "Father, I will protect our family."

The father was stunned, "No... this is not your responsibility. Your thoughts are important, but I won't let you stand at the front."

Avro blinked, "Then..."

"You never need us to worry about you, but you forget that you don't need to bear so much." Father explained.

Avro thought, but she just wanted to take on everything.

Her mind is clear and her goals are determined.

After saying goodbye to her father, Aphra returned to her room. She sat at her desk and stared at the ring in a daze.

Now that everything has been chosen, there is no need for Tom to keep it.

The troublesome thing is that Avro can't find a way to erase him.

Avro has read many family books, but has not found any records about the family ring.

I don’t know what these ancestors mean. If you want to give, give it. If you don’t give it, can you destroy it?

Avro couldn't help but complain.

Merlin is on top, she didn't say anything just now.

She put the ring away, stood up, packed her clothes, washed up, and fell asleep.

The next day, she was awakened by the sound of Yoyo's flapping wings. Avro closed her eyes and stretched out her hands, burying her head in the quilt to avoid the sun.

Youyou threw a heavy package into Avro's hand. Avro's hand sank. She fumbled to open the envelope, and a badge fell out.

She woke up for a moment and opened her eyes. It was a prefect badge.

A silver snake is coiling and seems to be dormant. The background color of the badge is dark green, shining with tiny lights, and the word "Slytherin" is engraved on the lower end.

She smiled softly, placed the badge on the bedside table, got back under the quilt, took out the letter paper, and read the letter from Hogwarts.

Prefect of Slytherin, of course, there was no doubt about it.

Who else but her?

……

After finishing cleaning up, Aphra sat at the desk and spread out the letter paper. Her first thought was to tell Percy about this, so Avro decisively shared the good news.

She never said that much in her letters, but simply wrote a few words, and Afro handed the letter to Youyou. Only then did she realize that there was another letter at Youyou's feet.

Youyou just stood obediently on the owl stand, tilting her head this way and then that.

Avro rubbed its head with her fingers, took off the letter, and tied the one she just wrote on, "Thank you for your hard work, and send it to the Burrow."

"Sister! Sister!" Astoria's call came from downstairs. Aphra held the letter in her hand and walked out of the room.

"What's wrong? Where are you?" There was no figure of Astoria in the living room, and Avro expected that she was in the empty room at the end of the corridor.

"In the room where you usually practice your spells!"

When Avro was practicing magic spells at home, she would walk through the long corridor on the right side of the first floor and come to the room at the end of the corridor.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Aphra slowly walked downstairs, and while reading the letter, she walked towards Astoria.

The letter was from Oliver, who was about to leave England for France to participate in a competition with the team.

He didn't have time to look after Lucky and asked if he could ask her to raise it for a while.

"About two months! It won't be too long, okay?" Avro could almost imagine his tone and expression when he said this. Avro would not refuse.

As Avro walked through the corridor, there were portraits of the ancestors of the Greengrass family. They usually didn't speak and kept their eyes closed most of the time.

"..."

She had asked her ancestors before, but they also said they didn't know.

So who made this broken ring? Where did it come from?

Avro put away the letter and prepared to enter the room.

"Little girl."

"?" Avro stopped. In the first painting on the left, an old woman was looking at Aphra with a smile.

There was so much distance between them that Aphro no longer knew how to call her. Avro only remembered that the portrait in this position was usually covered with black cloth and was usually not disturbed.

"I always see you coming to practice spells. Are you free now? I think my house is a little dirty. Can you wipe it for me?"

house?

Avro blinked and looked at the painting carefully.

The old woman is wearing a little blue skirt and a small top hat. Behind her is a field. She is watering the flowers and plants.

"I mean my frame," she quipped.

But Mia, the house elf, wipes the frame every day. If some picture frames want to sleep, Mia will cover them with cloth and take good care of them.

Avro nodded, "Of course, ma'am. I don't have any tools, do you mind if I use magic?"

"It's best not to. Sometimes magic can blind you."

Avro was a little confused, but this ancestor must have had her own intentions.

Avro smiled slightly, "Then please wait a moment." She knocked on the door of the next room, "Leah, wait for me."

Astoria opened the door and stuck her head out with a curious expression, "Okay sister."

Avro went to the bathroom again, pulled out a towel, and then returned.

She wiped the frame carefully and suddenly touched a protruding spot behind the portrait.

Avro took a step back and looked at her in surprise.

"lady?"

The old woman was still smiling, "I think I have something, I'll give it to you as a reward for cleaning for me."

Avro blinked, "Thank you."

She pulled out what was inside, which was a small, golden key.

The old woman hummed a little tune and turned around to care for the delicate red roses. "Last night, your father stood in the corridor and chanted. The noise made the whole corridor have a headache. From now on, let him close the door and go back to the room to talk to himself. Don't disturb him." us."

Avro scratched her head and said, "Okay madam, I will tell my father."

midnight last night? Is my father really still worried?

Avro rubbed the golden key and walked towards the empty room.

Astoria was squatting in the corner. When she heard footsteps, she raised her head and looked at Aphra, "I originally wanted to learn the magic spell, but I seemed to have made a mistake when I used the cutting spell. It was crooked."

She pointed to the corner of the wall. The surrounding area was damaged, but a small area was still intact.

"Am I too weak and the spell has the wrong effect?" Astoria felt a little frustrated.

Avro shook her head and frowned, "You stand next to me, I'll do it."