People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

A young man was squatting on the observatory, wearing thin, neat pajamas and with a tall and slender figure.

His face was pale and looked sickly, and his beautiful eyes and eyebrows were filled with deep and inextricable sadness.

Avro remembered him, a Slytherin student who was very close to Blaise Zabini.

He didn't say anything, and Afro pretended not to see him. He walked to a telescope and began to look for materials for his astronomical homework.

In fact, from the moment Afro stepped onto the stairs, Nott knew someone was coming. It was hard not to notice the heavy footsteps and breathing.

I had intended to ask someone to leave, but I didn't expect that the person who would come would be her.

Look at her, it seems like she hasn't done her astronomy homework?

I have astronomy class tomorrow. Well, the time is tight and the task is heavy.

Nott propped up his chin with one hand and looked at Afro sighing with a half-smile.

Doesn’t her academically gifted friend help her?

"What are all these? How can you tell it's a Draco constellation?" This was the first time Afro had come into contact with astronomy in her two lifetimes, so she was indeed lacking in this area.

23 glanced in the direction Afuluo was looking at and sighed inwardly.

Is there a possibility that it is not Draco!

"Xiao Afu, you are looking in the wrong direction. Draco is on your left."

Afro: ...

Nott could not hear the voices of Afro and the system. He only saw Afro looking in one direction seriously, writing and drawing on parchment, and then changing direction in a panic.

Suddenly, a few laughs were heard in the silent observatory. Afro put down the feather pen in his hand and turned to look at another person in the observatory besides himself.

What are you laughing laughing!

Afro glared at him coquettishly, but it only caused even louder laughter.

"Classmate, it's cold. You might as well go back to bed early!" Afro angrily retorted to the boy who laughed at her. It was already very annoying that he hadn't finished his homework!

"Nott,"

"what?"

"My name is Theodore Nott"

Afro knew his name, of course; he and Blaise often sat behind her.

"Oh, Afro Campbell."

After saying that, Avro changed the telescope and moved further away from Nott.

"You look distressed. Do you need my help?" After seeing her move to a place far away from him, Nott stood up and took the initiative to come to her side.

"No thanks, Mr. Nott." Afro refused without even thinking.

Nott did not leave because of Afro's refusal. Instead, he picked up the parchment that Afro had placed aside, wrote a few words on it and put it back.

"It's an honor to meet you, Miss Campbell!" Nott put one hand behind his back, bent down slightly, and took Afro's right hand with his other hand.

Afro felt a cool and soft touch on the back of her hand. She twisted her wrist and pulled her hand out of Nott's.

Nott was not offended by her rude behavior. He smiled gently, "Those are for Miss Campbell as gifts."

Afro watched Nott's leaving figure. Under the silvery moonlight, his back looked forlorn and lonely, as if he had left with the coldness of the moonlight.

"How strange!" Afro picked up the parchment that Notch had just written, on which were drawn several constellation diagrams that she needed.

"2333, I wronged him! He is a good man!"

With these pictures, Avro at least doesn't have to spend half the night in the cold wind on the astronomy tower!

Nott did not return to Slytherin after leaving. He found a place to sit on the eighth floor.

It’s nothing, I just miss my mother especially tonight.

Nott also admitted that his father loved his mother very much, but behind this persistent love was indifference towards his son.

Old Nott often complained that it was because of his birth that his lover left him!

Theodore, what a beautiful name, it's a pity that no one will call this name as gently as a mother.

The cold moonlight shone on the lonely boy, and everything seemed fragmented.

"That boy named Nott seems a little lonely?" Afro chatted with 23 while looking for patterns to draw.

"Host, please finish your homework quickly!" 23 urged Afulo to finish the things at hand before thinking about others.

Another hour passed, and Afro finally finished her astronomy homework. She stretched, but her eyes accidentally fell on the place where Nott had just sat.

Nott calculated the time and after making sure that Avro had left the observatory, he returned to his secret base.

There were a few pink paper roses on the spot where he often sat, and under the roses was a card that read:

"To the kind-hearted Nott."

Nott picked up the rose, put it under his nose and sniffed it, as if he could smell the fragrance of the rose.

A joyful laugh came from his throat, his pale and melancholy brows relaxed, and his whole person became even more elegant and noble.

Mother, look, there are people in the world who will give me roses like you.

The next day, Afro got up early and sat at the Gryffindor table, poking at the waffles on the plate with a listless look.

"I haven't had a good night's sleep since I came to Hogwarts! If I keep going like this, I'm going to become ugly!"

23:......

Harry noticed that Aphrodite had little appetite and was worried that she would get hungry if she didn't eat.

"Have some milk first!" Harry placed the milk he had prepared early in the morning next to Afro's hand. The temperature was just right.

It's drinkable but not too cold.

"Little Afro, do you want to join us on this adventure?" Whenever Fred and George saw Afro, they would crowd around her like conjoined twins.

"What adventure?" Afro's eyes immediately widened, and the eager look on his face made them laugh.

"Don't always take Aphrodite to do bad things!" Hermione shook her head in disapproval. She felt that nothing good would come of anything related to Fred and George.

Fred waved his hand nonchalantly, staring at Afro with his beautiful puppy eyes.

"Wait for me at the door later!" Afro felt itchy in her heart when he looked at her, and reached out to rub Fred's hair.

Seeing this, George placed Afro's other hand on his head as well, his eyes seeming to say, "Touch me now."

Afro smiled and ruffled George's hair, and the two puppies immediately wagged their tails.

"Little Afu! Over here!" After finishing breakfast, Afro quietly left the auditorium alone. As soon as she walked out of the door, she saw two heads sticking out from the corner of the wall not far away.

"Where are we going?" Fred and George each put their arms around her and pushed her in a familiar direction.

A bad premonition came to mind.

Could it be that they were looking for—

(The fact that Nott's mother likes roses is a personal preference.)