HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

Avro's whole body was cold and her legs were as heavy as lead. She lowered her head, "I'm sorry, I have one last thing to give you."

Cedric shook his head, "I'll give these back to you."

Avro bit her lip and did not answer his words. She took out a small box from her pocket. When she opened the box, she found a necklace with a small gem hanging on it. The gem was crystal clear and glowing inside. The gorgeous light spots flow like liquid, dreamy and pure.

She approached Cedric, stood up on tiptoes and put the necklace on his neck. Cedric did not bend down, but just stared at her steadily.

"I made it a long time ago, but I just gave it away..." Avro turned around, ruthlessly and indifferently, "Cherish it."

"..." Cedric stood there stunned for an unknown amount of time.

News of the two breaking up spread quickly, and even if they didn't say it explicitly, gossip always spread like wildfire.

Draco moved closer to Aphra again, and Aphra just glanced at him lightly.

"Why did you agree to this person if you don't like him? If you just want to find someone to fall in love with, why isn't that person me?" Draco put one hand on the armrest of the sofa and approached Aphra.

Avro replied indifferently, crossing her legs, "I don't dislike her, on the contrary, I like her very much, and besides... forget it." Avro didn't want to say anything, there was no need to break her face and make both parties look ugly. , "Anyway, I don't like you."

They may have liked each other, but they couldn't be together.

"I don't believe it," Draco said calmly, "I said, I don't believe it."

"Whatever, good night." Avro pushed him away, stood up, and walked slowly back to the dormitory.

Lancey and Bayette were both worried. They didn't know what was going on. Of course, no one knew. Even the closest people around them couldn't ask a single word. Cedric and Avro both had a tacit understanding. The ground remained silent.

If Avro didn't say anything, of course they couldn't ask any more questions.

Daphne and Astoria were also surprised, and Aphra just shook her head.

Time passed so fast, as if it had been accelerated by a time turner.

On October 30th, Avro put on a thick coat and wrapped it tightly around herself.

Tonight, students from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons will come to Hogwarts, and starting tonight, registration for the Triwizard Tournament will also begin.

She blended into the group of Slytherins and remained silent.

Harry accurately found Aphra among the group of people, and he looked at her worriedly. Although he was happy about the news that Aphra and Diggory had broken up, he didn't want to see Aphra sad.

But why did the two break up?

As everyone said, Aphra and Diggory are indeed a good match and they do love each other.

There was a lingering worry in Harry's heart. He stared at Aphra, not even the arrival of Beauxbatons from the sky could attract his attention.

If it were him, he would definitely not want to make Aphra sad.

Harry made another note of Digory's debt in his mind, and swore that he would be the one to take advantage of him in the future.

Avro swallowed back the breath she wanted to sigh and clapped along with the crowd without any soul.

The Hogwarts students moved out of the way, leaving a path in the middle for the Beauxbatons students to pass.

They seemed to be extremely cold, with their necks hunched and their big eyes observing the students at Hogwarts.

Avro looked at a girl who was wearing a silk scarf and covered herself up tightly. The girl waved to her and her eyes curled up.

Avro was confused, but nodded towards her.

Most of the students at Beauxbatons are girls, but there are also a few boys.

A boy walking at the end of the team stopped in front of Aphra, took out a rose from his arms, and said in French, "Finally we meet again, beautiful lady."

"..." Avro remained silent. The boy had no intention of leaving, so Avro had no choice but to bite the bullet and take the flower branch. She could feel a line of sight coming from behind, and the sight of Slytherin behind him. The team was Hufflepuff. Aphra pursed her lips and said, "Thank you."

"See you later." The boy said in English with a smile.

Draco frowned dissatisfied, "Who is this?"

"A man." Avro replied expressionlessly.

"..." Draco was speechless, "How do you know each other?"

Avro shrugged, "I told you, I was studying in France during the summer vacation, and several boys were chasing me. I'm not kidding...and the boys there are really romantic." Avro shook her hand. The rose inside deliberately stung him.

Draco was stung by her every time and immediately stamped his feet, jumping around like a teapot boiling water.

Avro curled her lips and finally laughed, "It's really boring without teasing."

"I'm the most interesting one." Draco muttered, feeling relieved a little. It would be nice if she stopped being angry.

Draco admitted that it was despicable for him to do this, but he had never been an aboveboard person. It didn't matter what his means were, what mattered was the result.

Avro looked at him for a while and shook her head.

After waiting for a while, Durmstrang's students also arrived. They came in a big boat. A group of people were well-dressed and looked much warmer than the Beauxbatons students.

But the worst sufferers were the students from Hogwarts, who stood outside all night just to welcome the students from these two schools.

Who can be colder than them, the students at Hogwarts all complained in their hearts.

After returning to the auditorium, everyone warmed up. Avro propped up her chin and sat with a lack of interest. She had been in such a miserable state recently. She was unlucky in love, ups and downs...

"Hey, Aphra, long time no see." The boy who handed the flowers just now stepped in naturally and took Daphne's place.

Daphne moved away happily, not knowing what deal the two had reached.

Avro came back to her senses and looked at him helplessly.

Draco was on the other side of Aphra. He also looked at the boy calmly. The boy had brown curly hair and deep black eyes. A small flower appeared from nowhere. He placed it on the table and smiled. groan.

"Long time no see." Avro smiled and nodded.

The Beauxbatons boy did not choose to sit at the end of the long Ravenclaw table with the other Beauxbatons, but squeezed into Aphra's side, attracting many students' glances.

What Avro didn't like about him was his high-profile manner.

"This is Isiri Le Roy, a friend." Avro introduced the two of them, "This is Draco Malfoy, a friend."

"Childhood sweethearts," Draco extended his hand and added, "Just friends we've known for seven or eight years—"

"It's a romantic relationship," Aixili smiled and held the knife, pretending to be confused, "Are you still friends after knowing each other for so long?"

"Wait a minute, that's not how the word is used." Avro interrupted, and both of them ignored him.

Draco's hand was about to be crushed. The two of them kept holding hands and didn't separate for a long time.