HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

After a long time, the students could hardly sit still. Even with Professor McGonagall watching, everyone couldn't help but start talking.

Finally, the judges came back with the warriors, and Dumbledore calmly and unquestionably announced that Harry would become the fourth warrior.

As soon as this statement came out, the students in the audience were chattering with dissatisfaction, and objections came one after another.

Draco was the one who had the most opinions. He had a lot of chatter, which was nothing more than talking about Potter being too clever and cunning. He kept mumbling for a long time.

Asili touched his chin, "I don't think he did it himself...unless he is stupid."

Avro looked at Cedric, who was standing among several warriors, and she was slightly worried.

Cedric also had a somewhat confused expression, but his good upbringing and gentlemanly demeanor prevented him from putting on an ugly look.

Harry didn't understand why such bizarre things kept happening to him.

He never wanted to get into trouble, but trouble always came to his door, and they would throw dirty water on him and accuse him of causing trouble.

It's fine now. Everyone feels that there is something wrong with their character. They are competitive and deceitful to put their names into the Triwizard Cup.

Only the Weasley twins would admire him and keep asking him how he did it.

Harry collapsed a little and repeatedly explained to people he knew around him, "I didn't do it, I didn't do it!"

But it had little effect and no one believed him.

What made him feel a little better was that Hermione stopped his defense, "Harry, calm down, I believe you, what you have to do now is go back and have a good rest."

Harry felt a little relieved, but when he met Ron's strange gaze, he froze.

"you do not believe me?"

Ron lowered his head and pursed his lips, "Now that you are a warrior, you must be very popular."

The auditorium was almost empty, leaving only the Gryffindor golden trio, and Cedric and Aphra in the corner.

It wasn't that Aphra wanted to rekindle her old relationship, it was Cedric who called out to her and handed her a bracelet, "The bracelet you haven't found for a long time, I just found it in the pocket of one of my clothes."

Avro took the bracelet and nodded slightly, "Oh, thank you."

"Ah."

"Then I'm leaving." Avro said politely, turning around and walking towards the door of the auditorium. Avro could still feel Cedric's gaze on her, hot and sad.

Tonight, Aphra is on night patrol. She is holding a glowing wand and strolling around in boredom.

A rustling sound sounded around, and the wand in Avro's hand went out. She raised her eyebrows and lit it up again. Harry Potter stood in front of her.

Avro:......

"Did you scare me on purpose in the middle of the night?" Avro complained. Harry must be uneasy and well-intentioned.

"Huh? I'm sorry." Harry looked very innocent. Aphra nodded and laughed angrily.

"You violated the school rules, and Gryffindor deducted ten points." Aphra announced happily.

Harry nodded casually, "Deduct it. I've deducted thousands of points from Gryffindor in the past few years, so ten points doesn't matter."

"Do I still have to praise you for your calmness?" Avro chuckled and said seriously, "What's the matter? What's bothering you?"

What she said was pure nonsense. Harry didn't believe she had forgotten what happened just a few hours ago, but... maybe she cared more about Cedric, so she didn't pay attention to herself.

Harry also became more energetic. He held his breath and shook his head, "It's nothing to worry about. I'm fine. I ate too much at night and went out to eat in the middle of the night."

Avro blinked, "Oh -" she looked at Harry's frustrated look, defeated, "Okay, let's talk about it, actually, I don't understand the reason for your troubles."

If Harry really wanted to say it frankly, he couldn't describe it, "I didn't put my name into the Triwizard Cup, but I don't know why my name appeared there, and I don't know why they had to let me participate. Isn’t it forced buying and selling?”

"Indeed, I disrespect your opinion so much that I said the Triwizard Cup should be destroyed."

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Avro said sternly, "However, the matter has come to this, you can only accept it. Once it is announced, it cannot be changed. Participating in the Triwizard Tournament is not a bad thing, because I can't even do it if I want to. Woolen cloth."

"The key is, everyone thinks I signed up by trickery, and no one except Hermione trusts me." Harry lowered his head, "Do you believe me?"

"Does it matter whether you believe it or not?" Avro didn't understand. "They don't believe it because they are jealous. They are jealous that you can break the restrictions and participate in the competition, but they can't. They are jealous that you can be the center of attention, but they can only stay in the dark corner. Just gossip.”

"What you have to do is not to win people's trust and explain with great effort, but to come out on top in three competitions and convince those who previously looked down on you and commented on you."

Avro said indifferently, "When the time comes, no one will care about how you compete. They will only praise your strength, admire your courage, and praise your excellence."

Harry stared at her for a moment, and finally nodded and smiled, "I understand, only if you are strong can you avoid criticism."

Avro nodded with satisfaction and said rigorously.

"No, it's not that they won't criticize you, it's just that they don't dare to let you know that they are talking about you."

"As long as it doesn't reach my ears, it doesn't matter. But if you want to disgust me, I won't show mercy."

She patted Harry on the shoulder and said, "Are you ready to become a warrior?"

"No." Harry said calmly, "But from now on, I will be prepared."

"Okay, if you need anything, you can come to me." Avro's words made Harry feel much better.

"Will you come to support me then?" Harry asked anxiously. The implicit meaning of his words was actually asking who Avro would want to support.

Avro looked at him, looked him up and down, and said with interest, "Let's see how you perform."

"Then... you wait for me." Harry nodded, full of fighting spirit.

Saying goodbye to Aphra, Harry opened the door and entered an empty classroom.

The first competition is on November 24th, and he has less than a month left.

Harry's mind cleared up and he knew that he did not meet the selection requirements for the Triwizard Tournament, so someone must have deliberately harmed him. He didn't know who it was, let's just say it was Voldemort.

He just can't make others have their way.