HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

Avro raised her eyebrows, "Why are you crying so sadly?"

She sat down next to Draco, exhausted both physically and mentally.

She reached up and wiped the tears from Draco's eyes, breaking the spell and allowing him to speak again.

"Huh." Draco grabbed her wrist and looked at her closer. He touched Avro's face and rubbed it back and forth.

Blue penetrated into the gray eyes, and his eyelashes were clearly defined.

Avro was silent and dazed for a moment.

"Hey, you're not a ghost?" Draco retracted his hand and nestled in the corner of the sofa, "You're not a ghost, you can touch it."

"..."

Dogs bark.

Avro thought, she will endure it, and she will endure it.

"Be good, go back to the dormitory." Avro stretched out her hand to grab his wrist, but Draco dodged and Avro jumped away.

"I won't go back. There is a ghost in the dormitory."

Can't you get through this?

"Don't worry, there are no ghosts in the dormitory." Avro went to catch him again, but he hid quickly and was very flexible.

"...You really deserve to be a seeker, right?" Avro thought to herself, not arguing with the drunkard.

"That's right, I'm amazing." Draco curled his lips and smiled, "I won... one, two... three, three, two..."

"Okay, don't count you!" Avro had a headache when she heard that. She saw him clasping his fingers thoughtfully. Seeing that the opportunity was good, she wanted to catch him.

Draco rolled over and crawled from one corner of the sofa to the other, "Help! Life! Ah!!!"

Fed up!

"you******,****!"

Cool!

Avro didn't care about etiquette anymore. After finishing her meal, she was in a much better mood. Avro folded her arms and sat next to Draco.

Draco returned to his calm demeanor. He muttered a few words, and Aphra frowned, "I didn't hear you clearly. What did you say?"

"I'm very good at Quidditch, and Avro comes to watch my games every day." Draco muttered.

"..."

Avro pursed her lips and did not respond to him.

Brace was quite embarrassed when he came back, his hair was a mess, and his clothes were in tatters.

"You went to fight the fire dragon?" Avro asked hesitantly.

"I declare that Aisili is more difficult to deal with than the fire dragon." Blaise had a fake smile on his face, and his heart was bleeding.

"Okay, then you will meet someone more difficult to deal with than Ashley." Avro pointed at Draco, "Aren't you roommates? I'll leave it to you."

"Him?" Blaise took a look. Draco looked so quiet. How could he be so difficult?

"I'm leaving." Avro slipped away quickly and disappeared in a few blinks.

Blaise sneered and rolled up his sleeves, "I don't believe it anymore. How can you be more difficult than that guy Aisili?"

……

Avro had a good sleep, and when she came to the auditorium radiantly, she found that Blaise, Draco and Aisili all had their heads lowered and were silent.

Seeing them like this, no one around them dared to sit next to them.

Avro smiled and met Theodore's gaze as he passed by. Theodore looked at them thoughtfully. He didn't understand, but respected them.

"You've worked hard, you all have worked hard." Theodore patted Avro's shoulder and left helplessly.

"I'm not working hard, my life is hard." Avro took a deep breath, walked over and slapped Aixili, "How was your rest yesterday?"

"Not bad." Ashley said dryly.

"What about you?" Avro looked at Draco.

Draco covered his face with his hands, not wanting Aphra to see him.

He was drunk yesterday and just sobered up a short time ago... Now he is reviewing what happened last night.

Bad news, drunk.

There's also bad news, he's a bad drinker and he's drunk.

Compared to these, the even worse news is that he pushed away the girl he longed for several times.

The worst news was that he kept watching. After he woke up, he remembered every detail clearly.

Draco held his forehead in pain. He still remembered that he was brothers with that brat Asili, he still remembered that he called Avro she was a ghost, and he remembered the way he pushed Aphra away repeatedly.

Great, he will now jump into the black lake and feed himself to the giant octopus.

Blaise couldn't even lift his hand. He glanced at Draco and snorted, "He's so good. He worked hard until 3 o'clock yesterday, pulling me to cry and laugh. Theodore couldn't bear it anymore, and he gave me several injections." Just close your earplugs and listen.”

"No wonder he said it was hard work." Avro wanted to give Draco a slap in the face, but when she thought of his stupid words last night, Avro sighed and sat down next to Blaise angrily, "Don't touch alcohol in the future. Yes, it’s really——”

"Um..." Draco crossed Blaise's arm and tried to test Aphra, "I..."

Avro dodged, and the corner of her mouth curled up, her attack and defense were different.

"My father's reply to me has arrived. Let's talk together after class?" Draco summoned the courage to ask. Avro had said that when his father replies, they will have a good talk alone.

Avro nodded, "Well, okay, I have to take... Potions class." She forced a smile, "I have to go early to review."

"why?"

"He's definitely going to target me, that's what he is." Avro glanced at the teacher's desk and complained in a low voice, "I bet ten galleons that he will ask me to answer the question."

"If you don't believe it, just bet." Draco answered.

……

Sitting in the Potions classroom, Aphra was flipping through the book. Snape entered the classroom with his robes swung and glanced at her, "Greengrass, answer the questions from last class."

"Good professor."

Avro stood up calmly.

……

After class, Aphra left the classroom, said goodbye to Lanxi and the others, and Aphra walked up the stairs.

There was a rolled-up letter stuffed in her pocket, a letter from Avro's father.

"Sister, let's read a book together?" Astoria came down the stairs, her eyes bright.

"Go by yourself, I'll talk about something." Avro rolled her eyes and rubbed Astoria's head.

"Okay~ I'm going then."

Avro withdrew her gaze and walked towards the corridor. Draco was sitting on the bench, reading the letter with his head lowered.

Students were coming and going, either walking in groups or wandering leisurely alone, and some were laughing and playing, such as the Weasley family's living treasures - Fred and George were chasing Ron around, and Ron was En screamed and howled.

Draco has light blond hair, shining brightly in the sun, but he is very quiet - this description does not seem to be like his usual style, but now he has an extra melancholic temperament, and he interacts with the people around him Out of place.

"Draco." Avro greeted casually and sat next to him.

"Yeah." Draco hummed softly. He spread the word, his eyes full of doubts, "Why doesn't my father agree with what's going on between us?"