HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

Avro was still holding a camera in her hand, with a playful look on her face.

Fred was not annoyed either. He rubbed his fluffy and colorful hair and asked nonchalantly: "Do you want to eat together?"

"I don't want to get into someone else's arms and eat it. It might be good to change positions."

"I'll get into your arms? That's okay."

Forget it, who else can compare to him.

"Okay." Avro agreed smoothly, and then saw Lee Jordan's shocked eyes.

Fred sat next to George and forcefully pulled George's head over. George was already laughing so hard that he was speechless.

"Fred, the new look is great!" George said cheerfully, "It's really cool."

"I think it's pretty good, too, but I remember someone said yesterday that Avro didn't find anything and everything went well?" Fred had not forgotten this. That was what George swore to him yesterday.

Well, you, a thick-browed man with big eyes, actually rebelled.

"When you have a girl you like, you forget about your brothers." Fred complained to George, not forgetting to look at his face in the mirror.

George picked up the dinner plate nonchalantly, "Don't you like it too? Just say this, out of sight."

"...The two of us will skip class later and think about how to replicate my hairstyle and promote it so that the students at Hogwarts will have new looks for Halloween." Fred changed the subject and said enthusiastically said.

"I think it's feasible and will definitely be popular." George agreed, and the two brothers hurriedly invested in a new invention.

"Hey, don't forget, today is Friday, we are going to have a selection for the Gryffindor Quidditch Keeper tonight! Remember to participate." Angelina saw that they were about to go to who knows where, Call them quickly.

"Ah?" Fred and George suddenly realized it. They vacillated between invention and Quidditch for a few seconds, and then they all said together, "Isn't there Harry? You go find Harry!"

Harry pointed at himself, "Me?"

"He was detained by Umbridge today and can't go." Hermione spread a newspaper in front of her. She remembered everyone's itinerary clearly.

"Oh, I remembered, yes." Harry himself had forgotten it, and it didn't matter to him. After all, the number of times he had been imprisoned in the past five years was close to that of Fred and George, and he had a faint tendency to become the number one.

"Then there will really be no one on the team," Angelina said unhappily. "Tell that Umbridge and ask her to change the time. Don't cause any conflict. Don't be like yesterday, okay? ?”

"I know, and I will do it for the team." Harry agreed perfunctorily, but he was thinking, if Umbridge hadn't deliberately targeted him, how could he have ridiculed her?

If Umbridge continues to do this, he probably won't be able to bear it.

But facing the looks of Angelina and Hermione, Harry nodded and promised again, "I swear on Merlin, I will."

"You don't believe it unless you swear by Aphra's picture." Hermione complained.

"..." Harry closed his mouth.

Ron raised his head. Harry still had the picture of Aphra? Ron remembered that he had seen it before.

……

Harry came out of Umbridge's office, his right hand trembling slightly. He took several deep breaths and curled his fingertips.

It was already midnight, the castle was sleeping, and no one was outside.

Umbridge stared at Harry's back, and Harry knew she was staring at him. With that disgusting and vicious look, Harry left her sight calmly and quickly at normal speed.

After turning a corner and descending several flights of stairs, Harry started running.

"Ouch!"

A confused and sweet voice sounded, and Harry ran into the other person's arms. The other person hugged him subconsciously and took several steps back, so that the two of them would not fall to the ground.

Avro was very innocent. She just came out to cover the shift. She was sleepy when suddenly there was someone in her arms.

"Harry?" Avro was a little confused, "Why are you still up so late at night?"

"I..." Harry was a little flustered. He hadn't thought of an excuse yet, but his first reaction was not to let the people who cared about him know about his situation.

If he was telling a lie, Avro would be able to spot it at a glance.

So Harry concealed the specific process. He smiled and said, "I was detained by Umbridge. Confinement is a common thing anyway. It is probably more than the pumpkin juice I have drunk."

"Didn't you notice..." Aphra's expression was complicated. She held up the glowing wand in one hand and wiped away a tear from the corner of Harry's eye with the other hand, "Didn't you notice that you were crying?"

Harry himself didn't know, maybe because he was in too much pain, he didn't even feel the tears that were overflowing physiologically.

"I was sleepy, so I cried."

Avro exhaled, "What's wrong with her?"

"Write sentences," Harry said concisely.

Harry silently hid his right hand and shrank it in his wide sleeves. Aphra noticed his guilty and secretive movements, so she reached out and grabbed his right hand.

He subconsciously hissed and shook off Avro's hand without thinking. Avro's hand hit the corner and the back of his hand turned red immediately.

Harry reacted and reached out to hold her hand in a panic, "Sorry! I didn't react...are you okay?"

His sleeves slid down to his forearms, and Avro caught a glimpse of the bright red color on the back of his hands, with the tender flesh showing out, which was shocking.

"You told me this was writing a sentence?" Avro asked in disbelief with her eyes widened.

Harry lowered his head, "Hmm... I don't know how she did it. She obviously wrote it on parchment and then it appeared on the back of her hand. Fortunately, it didn't leave any obvious traces."

But he has another confinement tomorrow.

Harry swallowed the words.

Avro didn't dare touch the back of his hand again, "Follow me."

"Where?"

"Medical Wing."

"Is Madam Pomfrey asleep?" Harry was a little defensive. He didn't want others to know.

"..." Avro pursed her lips, "Okay, I'll help you."

Harry followed her quietly, the only sound of their footsteps being heard in the castle. Looking at her back, Harry suddenly wanted to cry.

"I've said it many times, you don't have to bear it alone." Avro was half angry, half distressed.

"I..." Harry took a few deep breaths and then smiled.

Avro pinched his cheek, and the two came to the hospital wing. Avro pushed him down on the bed and sat down.

Madam Pomfrey's potions were neatly arranged, sorted, and labeled.

Avro picked up the white fresh essence and took Harry's hand. She bent down and moved gently.

Harry stared at her blankly and said nothing.