Traveling through Hogwarts, just wanting to have a love affair

Phoenix and Astoria hurriedly finished their dinner.

Although the delicacies on the table still exuded an enticing aroma, Phoenix's mind was no longer on the food.

His eyes glanced out the window from time to time, as if he was wary of something, and as if he was expecting something.

He knew that in this world full of magic and miracles, danger and opportunity always follow.

And he is more inclined to choose the latter.

"Are we really leaving so soon?"

There was a hint of reluctance in Astoria's voice, and her eyes revealed her nostalgia for this place.

She knew that Phoenix's eagerness was not without reason, but her anxiety was somewhat confusing.

Phoenix didn't answer her question directly, but just patted her hand gently, signaling her not to worry.

There was a sly glint in his eyes; he knew his plan, but he also knew that now was not the time to reveal it.

"I just feel a little tired and want to rest early."

Phoenix said this lightly, but his mind was racing.

He knew that the reward Astoria had promised him was something he had always dreamed of!

He couldn't let this opportunity slip through his fingers, he had to come up with a perfect plan.

They walked out of the restaurant. The night breeze was a little cool, but Phoenix's heart was burning.

His eyes flashed with determination in the night, and he knew that he had to act carefully.

He would approach his target quietly and stealthily like a cunning fox.

Astoria's gaze seemed to penetrate Phoenix's heart.

Her sharp eyes seemed to be able to see through all his little thoughts.

She shook her head gently, with a helpless smile on her lips. She knew Phoenix's eagerness, but she also had her own plans.

"I know what you're thinking, Phoenix."

There was a hint of amusement in Astoria's voice, and she looked at him with an unquestionable determination in her eyes.

"But you have to know that some things can't be rushed."

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Phoenix's face, he knew that his little plan had been seen through.

He wanted to say something, wanted to fight for it, but Astoria's words were like an insurmountable order, making all his excuses pale and powerless.

"I...I know."

Phoenix's voice was low, and there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes, but more of respect for Astoria.

He knew that Astoria was a person who kept her word, and if she said she wanted to decline, then it would be futile for him to argue.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his grief.

He knew that all he could do now was to wait patiently for what Astoria deemed to be the right time.

As the first rays of morning sun shone through the tall windows of Hogwarts, golden light shone on the ancient stone walls and on the long Slytherin table.

Phoenix sat at a corner of the long table, his eyes slightly narrowed, but his ears were as sharp as a hound, capturing the sounds around him.

He heard the young wizards excitedly discussing the heroic deeds of the White Phoenix yesterday, their voices full of admiration and curiosity.

A satisfied smile appeared on Phoenix's lips.

He felt a little comforted knowing that his image was positive in the minds of these young wizards.

He was relieved because he didn't hear any rumors about him being henpecked.

He knew that in this magical world, reputation and image were equally important.

Astoria sat across from him, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.

She looked at Phoenix's cautious look and couldn't help laughing.

She picked up the tray and kept putting food on Phoenix's plate, including fresh fruit, crispy bread and steaming sausages.

"Look at you, you didn't eat much last night. You can't go hungry today."

Astoria said this, poking Phoenix's arm gently with her fork, signaling him to eat faster.

Phoenix sighed helplessly, he knew Astoria was concerned, but his mind was still on the conversation between those little wizards.

As he ate his breakfast mechanically, he continued to eavesdrop on the conversation in the auditorium.

He wanted to know more details about Bai Fenghuang's rescue, perhaps this was an opportunity for him.

However, his attention was soon drawn to another topic.

He heard some young wizards discussing Hagrid's suspension from duty and the news that Buckbeak was about to be executed.

The news shocked him and he knew it would cause a stir.

Phoenix frowned, his heart filled with confusion and anxiety.

He had thought that with Draco's disruption stopped, the course of events at Hogwarts would change, or at least those unnecessary tragedies could be avoided.

However, the reality does not seem to be what he wants. Hagrid's suspension and Buckbeak's fate are still developing according to the trajectory of the original work, which makes him feel unprecedented frustration.

"Is it true that nothing I do can change my destiny?"

Phoenix asked himself in his heart, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

He was once confident that he could rely on his ability as a prophet.

Change some key events to take Hogwarts history in a better direction.

However, the current situation forced him to re-examine his judgment.

He sighed, feeling a sense of powerlessness.

Astoria looked at Phoenix's sad face and couldn't help but smile.

She thought Phoenix was still upset about what happened yesterday.

After all, his childish temper always made her feel funny and cute.

She shook her head gently, with a gentle smile on her lips, and said:

"Are you still upset about that little thing?"

"Look at you, you're like a little kid, always needing me to coax you."

When Phoenix heard Astoria's words, he was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, and a hint of seriousness flashed in his eyes.

“No, not that.

"His voice was low and serious," I heard that Sirius Black escaped from prison. This is no small matter. I feel there will be bigger troubles."

The smile on Astoria's face faded, replaced by a look of worry.

She knew the meaning behind the name Sirius Black and the complicated relationship between him and Harry Potter.

"Phoenix,"

There was a hint of curiosity in her voice.

"You said Sirius escaped from prison, could it be for Harry?"

As a pure-blood wizard, Astoria had listened to her father's stories about the past since she was a child, stories about betrayal, loyalty and family honor.

She knew that Sirius Black's escape could put Harry in great danger.

Phoenix gently pinched the tip of Astoria's nose, his action containing a hint of intimacy and comfort.

"My Astoria is so smart!"

There was a hint of appreciation in his voice; he knew Astoria's intuition was always right and her concerns were not unfounded.