HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

"A group of ghouls whose brains are inferior to trolls and are beaten by giant squids. What is the meaning of their lives, to increase the population of the wizarding world? Why do they come to work at the Ministry of Magic to perform a Muggle clown show?"

"The Ministry of Magic gives them jobs to help idiots with low intelligence, lest they just keep their mouth shut and pretend to be dumb and open their eyes to pretend to be blind!"

"When I graduate and go to the Ministry of Magic, I will replace them sooner or later." Aphra said dissatisfiedly, and the two of them looked at each other in shock.

"Shall I continue?" Harry asked hesitantly when he saw that she was breathing heavily.

"Go ahead." Avro calmed down and raised her eyebrows to signal Harry to continue.

"As soon as we arrived at the cemetery, before we could react, an Avada Kedavra hit Cedric." Harry looked confused and looked at Cedric. He hadn't explained the matter yet. "There were more than one. There are several.”

"I don't know...could it be because-?!" Cedric looked at Aphra, who blinked at him so that Harry wouldn't see it.

Seeing her expression, Cedric calmed down and said, "I don't know why, maybe he missed the target."

"..." Harry was speechless for a while. Do Cedric and Aphra think he is a fool? Partner up to hoodwink him?

"Okay, it's me, but don't tell anyone. This is a secret between the three of us." Avro said solemnly that her trump card should not be known to others casually.

"Yeah." Harry was very satisfied with her confession and his eyes brightened.

"Huh?" Cedric was surprised. Three people? ah?

He frowned and thought for a long time.

Only three people?

Okay, he can accept it.

Cedric could accept anything now.

Dumbledore quietly listened to everything outside the door. He had to find a chance to have a good talk with Aphra.

But it was not the method of the last conversation, as that would have no effect on Aphra.

If you find a handsome guy to seduce her, you might be able to gain her trust directly.

Dumbledore shook his head and sighed, and his understanding of Aphra became deeper.

Dumbledore walked in, and Aphra brought a stool for Dumbledore.

"Voldemort was resurrected with the help of Wormtail, but there should be someone else helping him..." Harry recalled uncertainly, "What did Voldemort mean about souls, memories, attachments? I don't quite understand what he was talking about. "

"..." Avro looked at Dumbledore, feeling a little guilty and struggling.

Dumbledore nodded, "I understand, this person... I'm here to find him. What else? How did he resurrect? How did you escape?"

"The bones of his father, the flesh of his servants, and the blood of his enemies." Harry said seriously, "He grew from a little baby to an adult, and..."

"No hair, no nose, eyes turned blood red, and a snake face that was frighteningly white, like a demon coming out of purgatory." Cedric added, with lingering fear.

"Voldemort can't kill Cedric, and he can't kill me." Harry pursed his lips, his upper and lower lips sticking together due to dryness.

Aphra handed him a glass of water, and Harry took it, staring at Aphra with sticky eyes.

Cedric sat up slightly.

"Why couldn't Voldemort kill you, Harry?" Dumbledore asked with concern. Cedric was because of Aphra, but what about Harry?

"Strange to say, when he was about to kill me, there was a connection between our wands...the two wand tips," Harry put down the water glass and gestured, "A light connected, our wands, and I I heard a lot of sounds…the cry of the phoenix, my parents calling to me.”

Harry's eyes were moist and red. He turned around quietly. Cedric and Dumbledore pretended they were invisible and gave him enough space.

Avro sighed, took Harry's arm, brought him into her arms, and patted his back gently.

Harry was stunned for a moment, hiding in her arms and not daring to move.

"We later touched the Goblet of Fire and were able to escape. Principal, Voldemort is back. Both of us have seen and faced him... The wizarding world is no longer stable, and we need to prepare for war!"

Cedric's consciousness was very high, and Dumbledore was relieved and distressed. "This is not something that children need to face. The entire wizarding world should be more vigilant. I must have a good talk with Minister Fudge."

Dumbledore sighed rarely, but he stopped himself. "I have to deal with some things now. You guys need to recover well."

"Don't worry, sir." Harry said dullly.

Seeing that his mood was much better, Avro let go of him and asked softly: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Harry nodded affirmatively.

Cedric and Harry have noble personalities and pure souls. They are humble, loyal, and brave. They do not talk about their sufferings or praise their honors.

Just as they had a tacit agreement not to talk about the Cruciatus Curse, no one would know that they had been tortured by the Cruciatus Curse for more than ten minutes, and no one would know the pain of being hit by the Cruciatus Curse.

In order not to worry those around them, they swallow everything in their stomachs.

After Madam Pomfrey made the potion for them and watched them drink it, she was willing to let Sirius and Mr. Diggory in for a visit.

This all happened in the middle of the night, when Aphra had already been asked to leave the hospital wing, because Madam Pomfrey didn't like too many people in the hospital wing, which would disturb the patients' rest.

……

The school year was coming to an end, and Cedric and Harry had been living in the hospital wing, bed next to each other, heart to heart.

The afro is evenly dipped in rain and dew, and every time I deliver something delicious and fun, there are two equal portions.

"There is still no news out there. It seems that the Ministry of Magic is determined to block the news of Voldemort's resurrection."

Harry put away the newspaper and sighed, thinking so in his mind, anger welled up in his heart, and his dissatisfaction with the Ministry of Magic also arose spontaneously.

After Cedric drank the potion, he felt very sleepy and fell asleep.

Avro gently opened the door and poked her head in. She was the one Dumbledore had specially approved, and Madam Pomfrey had no choice but to allow her to visit the hospital wing every day.

"Asleep?" Avro asked in a breathy voice, looking at Cedric's peaceful sleeping face.

"Yeah." Harry nodded, his eyes bright.

Avro curled her lips and sat gently on the chair. There was a chair between the two beds. The chair was cushioned and very comfortable.

"How are you feeling today?" Avro smiled brightly and was very smart.

"It feels pretty good," Harry looked at her, feeling warm in his heart. He smiled, "If I could go a little further, I would feel better."

Avro blinked, looking confused.

Harry didn't care anymore. He leaned forward slightly and placed a gentle kiss on Aphra's forehead.