"First, we need to arrange night watch personnel." Candice took out the form and read.

"Aphro and I are together." Draco answered first.

"Hmm..." Cedric raised his eyebrows, "We usually don't arrange night patrols with prefects from the same college."

Draco frowned, his expression a bit speechless, "Why didn't I know there was this rule?"

"It's been like this for years, right, Candice?" Cedric looked at Candice, and Aphra suppressed a smile.

"Right." Candice was a little surprised. She didn't expect Cedric to pass the message to her, but for the sake of Mr. Hufflepuff's only warrior, she sullenly agreed with Cedric's nonsense.

"Then how do you want to arrange it?" Draco adjusted his sitting posture. If he heard that Cedric arranged himself to be in Avro's class, he would give Cedric a bottle of poison.

Cedric looked around and couldn't figure out anything in his mind.

Draco glanced at Avro across from him, and Avro responded with a puzzled expression.

"Ahem, then... Weasley, Gryffindor's classmate?" Cedric picked around and picked Ron. He was relieved.

"Me?" Ron pointed to himself, looking left and right.

Draco raised an eyebrow, "Him?"

If Aphra had to team up with a boy present, Weasley would be fine and not a threat.

But...is there really that rule? Draco thought tangledly.

"Him?" Avro hesitated. In fact, she felt that Ron hated her. It was the first time that she found out that someone didn't like her, and she didn't know if Ron was happy or not. Anyway, she didn't care.

"He?" Hermione looked at Ron, "He..."

Ron suppressed his blush, as if he was embarrassed, "What do you mean? I'm just me, I can do it."

"Okay, I can do that too." Avro accepted the arrangement without any objection. Since Ron agreed, she teased him during the night patrol and threatened him with spiders.

Hermione lowered her head and pondered, what was strange about Ron's attitude... They had been friends for so many years, so she understood Ron's awkward personality.

After Cedric and Candice arranged their tasks and explained the basic matters, they sat down again, and the room fell into silence.

The prefects' box is much larger, but it's still crowded when there are more people.

Avro counted, there were ten people in the room, four Hufflepuffs. It seemed that the quality of Hufflepuff students was quite high.

Especially Cedric, Avro secretly smiled at Cedric, and Cedric smiled implicitly.

Draco was secretly looking at Aphra, and it was so dazzling that he scoffed coldly, a sound that seemed to come from his nasal cavity.

Ernie MacMillan chatted with Ron boredly, but Ron ignored him. Ernie once thought that Harry was the heir to the Chamber of Secrets and refused to trust him. Although he later apologized to Harry, Ron still looked at him. He was unhappy.

Because last year, Ernie thought that Harry had signed up for the Triwizard Tournament, and Ron was even more unhappy with him.

So Ernie picked a lot of topics, Ron just muttered perfunctorily, and Cedric reluctantly took over the conversation so as not to embarrass Ernie.

Ron's perfunctory look fell into Avro's eyes, making her want to laugh very much.

"If that's okay, I'll leave first." Avro said simply.

She took a few steps out of the box when Cedric caught up with her from behind. Avro glanced at him and said, "What's the matter?"

"I want to be alone with you for a while," Cedric said sheepishly.

"Hmm..." Before Avro could answer, Cedric pulled her into his arms. Avro closed her eyes and hugged him back, "What are you doing?"

"Miss you."

"Let's get down to business," Avro thought for a moment and added, "I miss you too."

Cedric chuckled and then said seriously, "I want to join the Order of the Phoenix."

"..." Avro was heartbroken, but she didn't say anything, "Why?"

"I want to contribute to the wizarding world." Cedric said firmly. "The Order of the Phoenix is ​​Dumbledore's organization and played a huge role in the last war. I think it would be more useful to join the Order of the Phoenix."

"..." She pouted, but since Cedric couldn't see her, she pouted again, angry.

Why do you have to join the Order of the Phoenix?

Although she could have guessed what Cedric was thinking, she still couldn't help but poke Cedric's head. What's wrong with him? Can't she hide behind him?

Of course, this was unrealistic for Cedric.

Avro sighed inwardly.

"Okay, Seid, I understand your thoughts, but although you have already reached adulthood, you have not graduated yet. How about we wait until this school year is over?" Avro discussed with him.

"But……"

"You're in Hogwarts now, and you don't have access to things like the Order of the Phoenix, right?" Avro was persuasive, and Cedric nodded after hearing this.

It can be delayed for a while, but it cannot be delayed for a lifetime.

She didn't want Cedric to rush to the front and risk his life, and she didn't want him to be the one being targeted.

"I'm just representing myself. You have your concerns, so you don't have to share them with me." Cedric understood that she would definitely not join the Order of the Phoenix.

Avro nodded, "Of course."

She would not join the Order of the Phoenix, but to say the least, if Cedric really wanted to be the leader, she would not be able to stand idly by and help.

Avro let go of Cedric, "I'll go back to stay with my sister."

"Okay." Cedric watched her leave.

……

Aphra was a little surprised when she found Astoria, "Where's Daphne?"

"Abducted." Astoria shook her head and sighed.

"It's normal." Upon hearing this, Avro knew that Daphne had followed Pansy again. She had loved playing with Pansy since she was a child, and their relationship was ridiculously good and reasonable.

……

Sitting at the long table, Avro picked and chose, and finally reluctantly sat next to Blaise because there was no one around him.

Voldemort returned, the pure-blood families took sides, and the Slytherins also secretly divided into small groups.

One is the faction headed by Draco, which unconditionally supports Voldemort. Goyle, Crabbe, and the Parkinson family have all made their stance clear, and they just have to make it clear.

One type is one whose stance is ambiguous, seeming to be supportive but also seeming to have nothing to do with it. This is the case for Avro, and so is Blaise.

"What a coincidence. Isn't this my girlfriend?" If Blaise hadn't mentioned it, Avro would have forgotten about it.

"Okay, boyfriend, what a coincidence." Avro toasted with him with a milk glass, and Blaise was confused for a while.

Draco looked past a dozen people to Avro and Blaise.

He wrinkled his face, quietly grinding his teeth.

He writes in a small notebook.

A middle-aged woman wearing a pink skirt walked in gracefully, attracting the attention of all teachers and students.

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