People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

"Po Te, did you see this? This is given to me by Afro."

He seemed to have just seen Aphrodite. He smiled, placed his right hand on his left chest, bowed slightly, and saluted her.

"Good evening, Aphrodite."

Afro pinched her brows helplessly, and when she saw the look in Harry's eyes, she smiled awkwardly.

"Just a Christmas present."

"But he has the gem."

Listening to the aggrieved tone, it was as if she had done something heinous and unforgivable wrong!

“You have a whole perfume line!”

"what!"

Draco, who had just been feeling smug, felt as if he had eaten a whole lemon when he heard that Harry's gift was an exclusive perfume production line.

He looked at Harry's provocative eyes and jumped up and down in anger.

"Afro, how can you be so partial!"

Afro, who was innocently caught in the crossfire, held down Draco who was pulling her sleeve. The lobby of the auditorium was in a good location, and there were always endless streams of young wizards passing by. The three of them once again became monkeys in the zoo.

"The price of your gems is the same as that of your production line. How are you biased?" Afro wanted to leave here quickly, so she had to point out that she treated everyone equally in terms of price.

"How can it be the same? It can keep producing perfume!"

"The gemstones are still appreciating in value! If you don't like them, just give them back to me."

Avro stretched out her hand in front of Draco, pretending to take back the cane.

"How can you ask for something in return after giving it to someone?"

Draco put his hands behind his back and hid his snake-patterned cane. His raised face seemed to say, "It's a reluctant reason, I forgive you."

"Then young master, can I give you perfume next time?"

"Humph, I don't want the same gift as Pott!" Draco turned his head to look at the flickering candlelight on the wall, waiting stubbornly for Afro to take the initiative to coax him.

Afro looked at the boy pretending not to care, with a wicked smile on his face.

"Oh, never mind. I'll just buy something random next year."

She said this deliberately to see Draco's reaction, and sure enough, the blond boy became even more angry.

Draco felt that one day he would be pissed off to death by Aphrodite. How could she always avoid all the correct answers?

"You! I don't like your gift. Do you think I will keep it well? I just throw the gifts you give me into the closet!"

Draco stiffened his neck and shouted loudly, as if this was the only way to get back at his old self!

He just wanted to say that he didn't care on purpose. It was because Afro always said things he didn't like to hear!

"Okay, okay, you didn't lock them in the cupboard and you didn't take them out to look at them often."

Afro smiled and agreed with Draco, acting along with him.

The last time she went to Malfoy Manor, Draco had boasted to her that he had kept the gifts very well, but now he acted as if he didn't care.

What about the liar?

Draco was stunned for a moment by Avro's choking. He thought of the scene during the holiday and felt his face was about to burn.

How can the great Malfoy be controlled by others!

But if it was Afro, he would still be controlled for a short time.

"Forget it, I forgive you this time."

The flickering candlelight shone on Draco's face, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, making the edges of his face even sharper.

"You guys gathering here have affected normal traffic!"

The argument about the Christmas present ended with Snape's gloomy expression.

After practicing for an entire afternoon, Harry and Afro were too tired to go to the Great Hall for dinner, so they returned to the Gryffindor common room early.

Harry followed Aphrodite silently, his handsome face showing an unconcealable look of loss and sadness.

He already knew that in Afro's heart, these so-called rivals were no different. Even the gifts they gave were of equal value, and no one could get favoritism from her.

But Afro teased Draco patiently, and her tone was so doting.

Harry clenched his fists tightly and his chest heaved as if he was trying hard to endure something.

"Harry."

The gentle voice lightly dispelled the depression in his heart. She hadn't said anything yet, but just calling his name like this made him no longer angry.

"Ok?"

"Sorry." Afro stopped and turned to look at the boy who was standing one step lower than her.

"I said that to Draco to appease him."

When Harry heard this beginning, he felt an unknown expectation and excitement in his heart. Perhaps he was wrong...

"Although I tried hard to make everyone look the same when choosing gifts, I still had my own personal preferences when it came to the styles of the gifts."

"I gave Draco the cane in the hope that he would grow up quickly, and your perfume -"

Harry didn't remember what his reaction was after hearing Afro's words. He only remembered that his head was full of her words.

"I hope you can always keep your youthfulness among the rolling hills and mottled tree shadows."

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23 Turn the small light ball left, then right, and it noticed that the book in Afro's hand had not been turned for a long time.

"Xiao Afu, are you worried?"

The voice of 23 in her mind brought her back to her senses. Afro guiltily turned over two pages of the book and retorted stubbornly.

"No? What could I be worried about?"

"Really?" 23 asked suspiciously. There was obviously something wrong with Afro's behavior. She was actually hiding a little secret from the system.

"Of course!"

"You're lying, Tong! I noticed that you haven't turned a page in an hour, and you still say you don't have any worries!"

"Do you have another boss outside?"

23 was rolling around in Afro's mind, howling non-stop and giving her a headache.

"How can I have another system? If I had another system, wouldn't you be able to see it?"

23 retracted his magical power and stopped howling, "So you are thinking about Senma?"

"Oh, I admit that I have something on my mind, but you, a non-human, can't solve this problem!"

23 Hearing this, he was immediately dissatisfied! It is a system! Is there anything that the system cannot solve!

"Would you ever fall in love?"

23: ...

23 short-circuited in shock.

When Afro heard the sound of electricity in her head, she was a little worried that a short circuit in the system would electrocute her to death.

"How could you even think of such a thing, little Afu!"

"What's wrong? Are we not allowed to think about the risks of future development and the feasibility of response plans?"

23 in the system space broke a wire, his eyes fell on the lit panel, and an idea came into his mind.

"Ding! Posting a side quest - The Porter of Justice: Send the key figure Peter Pettigrew, who committed a heinous crime, to Sirius anonymously. Mission reward: 10,000 points. No mission penalty for now."

"Xiao Afu, stop thinking about such profound questions. Go earn points and buy Italian cannons!"

Afro rolled his eyes, ignored 23 jumping up and down in the system space, turned over, and covered his head with the quilt.

She should go discuss this with Hermione.