HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

Avro turned around and was almost scared to death again. A group of unknown creatures huddled in the corner, dark and dark.

Avro sighed, "Who?"

The creature moved for a moment, then stopped moving, "Excuse me..."

"What?" Avro then realized that this was a person. She twitched her lips and was puzzled. Are all students like this now? If you don't go back to the dormitory in the middle of the night, is it more comfortable outside?

"My legs are numb and I can't get up..." the man said weakly.

"..." Avro took a deep breath, "Okay, I'll pull you."

She stretched out her hand, and the man silently stretched out a sleeve. He stood up through the sleeve.

Avro thrust her wand into his face, startling him, "What are you doing?"

"I should ask you this, Ronald." Avro was surprised. They are indeed good brothers. They share the same brain circuit. Why didn't they go back to the dormitory and stay outside in the middle of the night...

Very good, Gryffindor.

"Fifteen points from Gryffindor." Aphra was not lenient at all and lowered her voice considerately to avoid attracting Filch.

"Can you give me some face..." Ron muttered, a little embarrassed.

"What kind of face do you have?" Avro asked back, but saw an unnatural look flash across Ron's face.

No, does he mind this sentence very much? But when I usually quarrel with him, he doesn't seem to take it seriously. He had never really gotten angry when he teased Ron's beloved little mouse with 'lucky' before.

"How about I take you back? Little Ron? Ronald?" Avro tilted her head, full of confusion.

When Ron heard this, he was immediately distracted, "Huh? Why do you call me that? It's so weird, change your name!"

Avro shrugged, "You won't let me call you Ron, and I think calling you Weasley is too weird, so let's compromise. Isn't your full name Ronald Weasley? Why do they all Call you Ron?"

"Ronald Bilius Weasley." Ron added stubbornly, "Everyone in my family calls him that, and everyone speaks Ron. It's not my protest that can decide it."

"Okay, Ronald, it's time to go back. If you encounter something troublesome, you should go back to bed and think about it under the quilt. If you still stay here, I will deduct points from Gryffindor."

Ron frowned, but unexpectedly agreed, "I know, I'll go back right now..."

Avro nodded with satisfaction and finally went back to sleep, "Then..."

"By the way, can I ask you a question?" Ron turned around again and stared at her seriously.

"Just ask?"

"What does it feel like to be popular?" Ron stood there with his hands in his pockets.

This sentence was so full of jealousy and desire, but he just looked at her with the purest and most curious expression.

"..." Avro was speechless for a moment.

"Because I don't know, I've been thinking about what it feels like to be noticed and favored." Ron asked sincerely, "I think you should know."

"So are you praising me?" Avro asked.

"Really?" Ron was confused about her focus, but nodded.

"Then what you're saying is that you think these are good and positive, and you also want to be noticed, favored, and sought after?"

Avro asked bluntly.

Ron didn't expect her to say that. After hesitating a few times, he nodded heavily.

"Let's put it this way, I think it feels good, pretty good."

Avro answered Ron honestly.

A look of confusion appeared on Ron's face.

Avro didn't understand what he was thinking. A man's heart was too difficult to understand, so she didn't want to think too much...

"Go back, let's go Ronald." Avro raised her chin, regardless of whether Ron left or not, she yawned and headed towards the Slytherin lounge.

Ron cleared his mind and subconsciously followed her. After going down a flight of stairs, Ron suddenly realized and hurriedly ran in the opposite direction with a red face.

Avro shook his head and walked on by himself. He didn't understand, I really didn't understand.

……

After breaking up with her boyfriend, Aphra had no choice but to devote herself to studying. I have to say that studying suddenly became boring.

Avro sat in a window seat in the library, looking at the handwriting on the notebook that did not belong to her, and letting her thoughts go.

The first competition event was not told, so how should Cedric prepare? Where is he now?

"Hey……"

Avro suddenly heard a gentle sigh.

?

She came back to her senses and turned to look to the side. Theodore was sitting quietly next to her, with a few seats between them.

Theodore looked at Aphra helplessly, "The ink dripped on the book." He pointed at the book and said with regret.

Avro tilted her head, took out her wand, "Clean it up."

"Isn't that great?" Avro pursed her lips and smiled, and Theodore also laughed.

Both of them seemed to have thought of something.

"This scene looks a bit familiar," Avro joked, "it seems to have been staged before."

Theodore chuckled, "That's true. Do you always like to come to the library to hang out?"

"No," Avro denied, "You didn't even look at me when I was studying seriously."

Theodore expressed disbelief, and Avro snorted. Theodore didn't know what to think, so he sat closer and looked at the book she opened, "Your handwriting is good."

"This is not my handwriting," Avro smiled faintly and turned the page, "This is my handwriting. The one just now - was written by my ex-boyfriend."

"Oh -" Theodore consciously touched her sad point. He thought for a while, "Then your handwriting is more beautiful than his."

"I believe it, by the way..." Avro nodded with satisfaction. Seeing Mrs. Pingsi looking this way, Avro made a shushing gesture, "Don't speak."

Theodore also obeyed, and neither of them made any sound.

When it got dark, Aphra closed the book, put away her books and quills, and left the library.

After just two steps, Theodore also left the library. The two of them were walking in the same direction, walking side by side naturally.

Along the way, many students from various colleges said hello and friendly greetings to Avro.

Theodore said thoughtfully, "You are quite popular."

"You have a good personality, why don't you interact with others more?" Avro asked.

"Do I have a good personality?" Theodore pursed his lips and smiled, "I don't want to associate with others, that's all... not many are sincere, and the flattery makes me uncomfortable."

"Well, that's true." Avro agreed with him, "But fortunately, I can tell whether it's true or false. I found that you know a lot, and I have a question to ask you."

"Okay," Theodore was a little surprised. She would also have problems? "I can try to analyze it for you."

"A boy asked me 'What does it feel like to be popular'..."