People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

"It's Hagrid!"

"Harry, sometimes what you see is not the truth." Afro saw Harry pursed his lips, trying to find the right words to describe what happened fifty years ago. She moved to Harry's side, raised her hand and gently placed it on his wrist, then slowly held his hand.

Harry looked at Aphrodite with confused and empty eyes, like a trapped beast lost in the forest, unable to find the exit.

"Harry, you see, it's not necessarily the truth. Isn't a diary that can write and has magical powers even more bizarre?"

Seeing Harry's helpless expression, an indescribable pain surged up from the bottom of her heart to the depths of her throat. Afro sighed and held him in her arms. She reached out to smooth his secretly raised hair and pinched the back of his neck to comfort Harry.

Hermione and Ron did not say a word when they saw this scene. They lowered their eyes and looked at the diary on the ground. They just thought that this diary was very weird!

"What are you going to do with us?"

The diary route was blocked and the clues were lost. Hermione wondered what the probability was that they would find Dumbledore to find out the truth.

Ron gave a clever answer for the first time, "No need to think about it, it must be zero!"

The four of them sat together with sad faces, tearing off the parchment pages of the diary one by one.

"How about we go find Hagrid?"

"agree!"

After the heavy snow, Hogwarts returned to its sunny appearance. The sun shines on every corner of the campus, and everything seems full of vitality.

Professor Sputlow was even happier because there had been no more attacks in the past few days and the mandrake was growing well, which meant that Mrs. Norris would recover soon.

However, some students did not find this an exciting atmosphere. Ernie was still wary of Harry, preventing him from getting close to Justin.

Lockhart believed that he had prevented the attack himself, Avro heard him tell Professor McGonagall as much in her office once.

"I think everything is over." He threw his robe and sat down on the sofa, showing a mysterious smile and winking at Afro and Mag.

"I think the murderer must know that we are looking for him, so he will not attack again and the secret room will be closed."

Professor McGonagall looked at Lockhart who was talking with an expression of "Is that really the case?", put down the things in her hand, and spoke in a casual but meaningful tone.

"is it?"

"Of course!" Lockhart changed his posture and sat on the sofa, crossing his legs and shaking them constantly.

"What Hogwarts needs most right now is to boost morale and forget all the unpleasantness of last semester!"

Afro thought he was organizing a duel club or something like that, but he had a big trick up his sleeve on Valentine's Day!

On February 4th, after being tortured by Wood all night, Afro tried hard to separate himself from the bed, squinting his eyes and rushed to the auditorium in a sleepy state.

"Merlin is resurrected? Or am I still not awake?" Afro used both hands to pry open his eyelids, trying to see clearly if there was something wrong with his eyes!

All the walls were replaced by pink flowers, and many heart-shaped colored paper were hung from the magical ceiling.

Fred and George tried to hold back their laughter as they heard Afro's words, their shoulders shaking.

"What are you doing?"

Ron frowned and irritably swept away the colored paper that fell on his legs. Harry struggled to pull a piece of pink confetti out of the sandwich he had just eaten.

Hermione pointed at Lockhart, who was dressed like a Pink Panther on the stage. He was commanding the young wizards sitting in the auditorium to keep quiet, while the professors standing on both sides of him were visibly stiff, especially Snape!

Avro felt that if Hogwarts allowed professors to compete with each other, Snape would definitely be the first to send Lockhart to heaven!

"Happy Valentine's Day!" Lockhart shouted with a grin. "Not only did I decorate this place, I also have a library!"

Very good, Madam Pince probably wants to beat this guy to death too!

"There's another surprise!" Lockhart clapped his hands twice in his ears, and a group of strange-looking "little angels" walked in. Lockhart also gave them little golden wings and held a harp in their arms.

She is just like a little angel from hell. She is just like a poor worker who is asked to work overtime by an unscrupulous boss and doesn't get paid!

"I brought Cupid, the symbol of beautiful love!" Lockhart smiled and touched the head of the angel closest to him, who slapped him hard on the back of his hand with a golden harp. Lockhart laughed awkwardly and pushed the angel away.

"They will be handing out Valentine cards for you today. I'm sure my colleagues will join in as well! Professor Snape is even willing to provide us with love potions!"

Snape: He was forced!

"The smallest dose, of course!"

For a whole day, these little angels stormed into every class! The professors were miserable. They tried to stop these little things, but they would still shout and read the disgusting words on the cards! Even Snape's class was not spared!

For some reason, all the cards belonging to Aphrodite were gathered in Snape's class! One after another, the little angels lined up in front of Aphrodite's desk!

After listening to countless cards, Afro secretly glanced at Snape, whose face was as dark as if he had taken a sunbath in Africa. She really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into!

But the system also released a task about Snape.

"Side quest: Make Professor Snape laugh three times from the bottom of his heart before the end of this semester! Reward: 100 points and two one-sentence revision cards."

Afro: I don’t usually do that, but it gives so much!

"Ms. Campbell, if you can't solve this problem, take these things and get out of my class!" Snape slammed the table on the podium, making a "bang bang" sound, as if he was slamming Afro's head!

Afro chose to threaten these little angels with force and magic wand, but the little angels showed no mercy and continued to do as they pleased.

The Potions class ended with Snape on the verge of madness and Aphrodite on the verge of death. She pushed away the little messengers surrounding her and rushed out of the classroom with her head down.

A striking scene first appeared at Hogwarts.

A blonde girl was running in front, trying to cover her face with her hair, followed by a group of little angels shouting.

"Campbell! There's your card!"

"Your eyes are like gems! Your hair is a little yellow in the sunlight..."

"I like you, just like a fish loves a bird, a mouse loves a cat..."

Afro just kept rushing forward, not paying any attention to the road under his feet.

"what!"

With a muffled sound, Afro collided with the person who came.