People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

The broom was flying very fast, and Afro noticed that there was a castle tower blocking their way not far away.

So, she grabbed Neville's sleeve in one go, and at the same time, a "ding" sound rang in her mind. Draco and Harry were almost scared to death by her action!

They quickly sped up, constantly narrowing the distance between them and Afro.

Perhaps, with Avro's support, Neville relaxed all of a sudden, and as a result, the broom accidentally slipped out of his hand.

Under the influence of inertia, Neville's broom rolled backwards and flew towards Harry.

Harry had to spin around in front of a window to avoid it, while Afro was pulled down several meters by the sudden gravity.

"Aphrodite, hold on tight!" Draco caught up with Aphrodite and grabbed Neville's other side, lightening Aphrodite's burden.

The four of them landed on the ground safely, and the other students ran towards them cheering and formed a circle around them. The three of them looked extremely handsome in the air.

The freshmen of the two colleges also realized that Afro was more than just a vase with a famous family name.

"Well done! Aphrodite!"

"Excellent!"

After Neville put his feet on the ground, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

Hodge didn't have time to reprimand the children for their dangerous behavior. She ran to the school infirmary with Neville in her arms, and hurriedly told them that no one was allowed to fly without permission again!

As soon as Hotch and Neville left, Draco and Harry immediately surrounded Avro.

"Aphrodite, are you hurt?" Draco went straight to Aphrodite's arm and looked at it carefully.

Apart from some pulled muscles on the arm that was holding Neville, there were no other scars.

He breathed a sigh of relief, he was really scared to death!

How could someone risk his own life for his classmates!

"Afro, you are too reckless!"

Harry was also a little scared. This was the first time that Afro saw anger on the Savior's face.

"Host, you really scared 2333 to death!" 23 choked a little while speaking. Afro's behavior just now frightened it so much that the screen flashed several times, and it almost messed up the code!

23 likes Aphrodite very much and doesn't want to change the host.

Afro knew that she was in the wrong, and she thought that the system would not let her, the host, die, and would give her some protection.

That's why she didn't care about herself and just wanted to complete the task.

"I'm sorry! I made everyone worry!" Afro lowered his head, his voice full of self-blame.

She forgot that she was not alone this time.

Here are her parents, friends, and the elusive number 23 in her mind.

She shouldn't rely on the system to act recklessly.

Seeing Afro blaming herself and feeling guilty, Harry wanted to tell her that it was okay and that he would not let her get hurt.

Unfortunately, before he could open his mouth, he was called away by Professor McGonagall who suddenly appeared.

"Harry Potter!"

Avro fell into deep thought as he watched the two people leave. Even so, Harry's talent for Quidditch was discovered by Professor McGonagall.

Is the plot really irreversible?

So what was the purpose of all this?

Suddenly, she felt a touch of warmth on her hand. Afro came back to her senses and looked at the boy's red hair.

Ron noticed that the temperature outside had dropped a little, and Afro had just finished exercising, so he was worried that Afro would catch a cold and get sick.

So, he wanted to try to feel if Afuluo's hand was cold.

"I'm fine, Ron!" Afro didn't understand Ron's intention, but the action of holding hands with a boy in public made Afro's cheeks hot.

Draco stared at Ron and Avro's clasped hands, his eyes tinged with anger.

He stepped forward, grabbed Afro's wrist, and pulled her behind him.

"You want a fight? Malfoy!"

Ron has disliked Draco for a long time, and now he is trying to snatch him from him!

Although he didn't know why he felt unhappy when he saw Afro being dragged away, he attributed it to the fact that he couldn't bear to see his classmates fall into the "enemy camp"!

“Hit me if you want!” Draco grabbed Ron by the collar and raised his fist as if to hit him in the face.

The Slytherin and Gryffindor students gathered in a circle and cheered loudly. They had been holding this anger in for a long time!

Seeing that the situation was beginning to get out of control, Afro squeezed in between the two men and forcefully separated them!

"Calm down!" This class is already chaotic enough! I hope Mrs. Hodge's heart and blood pressure are okay.

Or should she prepare quick-acting heart pills in advance?

Later, Mrs. Hodge arrived in time and successfully stopped the farce.

When he met Harry again, his face was full of smiles.

"What good thing happened?" Afro already knew what it was, but still looked confused.

"How do you know! Afro!" Harry became even happier after hearing Afro say good things.

"I was picked for Quidditch!"

"Merlin's wool pants! They never pick on first years!"

Ron first shouted in disbelief, and then felt a sense of pride!

His buddy is a Quidditch player! The youngest one! He got in by chance!

Ron and Avro were pleased to inquire about what had happened since Harry and Professor McGonagall left.

Hermione covered her ears and immersed herself in the ocean of knowledge.

Afro also realized that their voices were too loud, "Shh! Let's keep our voices down!"

Ron looked down on Hermione, a student who studied all the time. He thought that was why no one wanted to play with her!

"What a weird guy! No wonder..."

Afro patted Ron on the back, and he fell silent, swallowing the rest of the sentence.

"Have you heard? Harry is Gryffindor's newest Seeker!" Nicholas, Gryffindor's resident ghost, was showing off to an elegant lady in a vintage dress. "I told you he would be great!"

The fact that Harry became a Seeker made the other boys very excited, and they discussed it whenever they had time for several days.

Fred and George saw Avro and Harry not far away. Ron walked over, talking and laughing. They looked at each other, smiled, and squeezed in between the three of them.

Fred and George sandwiched Afro between them. One of them snatched the book from Afro's hand, and the other one rubbed Afro's golden hair.

"Good job, Harry!"

"Wood told us!"

Wood?

Afro remembered that he was the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team and a famous wooden senior.

It is said that he is obsessed with the sport of Quidditch!

Afro couldn't help but smile when she thought of this. Harry, who had been secretly watching her out of the corner of his eye, was distracted by this smile.

A smile as bright as a summer day makes everything around it pale in comparison.

The person sitting on the stone chair felt his heart tremble with pain because of the smile he accidentally saw.