People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

They walked through the ground floor entrance hall and down the marble staircase to the dungeon.

The dim basement looked eerie, and the ring handle on the oak door looked like a gaping abyss.

Afro held the dung ball that Fred had just stuffed into her hand. She weighed it twice in her hand, and a sly smile flashed across her lips.

Fred and George raised their wands to the lock.

"Little Afro, throw the ball and run! Got it?" Fred reminded Afro again, and she nodded and made the gesture of throwing the ball.

boom!

The sound of the dung bomb exploding and Snape cursing rang out at the same time.

Fred stretched out his big hand, hooked it around Afro's slender waist, and led her away along the planned route.

Snape quickly came to the door of the office, looked around, and saw only red and gold arcs.

Snape understood everything and waved his wand, and the office became clean and tidy.

He returned to the table, took out a piece of paper and wrote "Ten points deducted from Gryffindor" on it.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

As expected, pranks can make people happier. Afro leaned in George's arms and laughed until her stomach hurt.

"I should have seen Snape's expression!"

Fred ran his fingers across the corners of Afro's eyes, gently wiping away the tears of her laughter.

"Little Afu, do you want to join us?" George helped up the girl who was leaning on him. He lowered his head, his fine hair half covering his eyebrows. When he lowered his eyes to look at Afro in his arms, his eyes became more and more bright and translucent.

Afro straightened up with George's strength. She blinked, and the intelligence in her eyes flowed out like the Milky Way.

"Hurrah!"

Yay! Student life won’t be boring anymore!

There was endless joy between Fred and George's brows.

They had wanted to bring the girl in a long time ago.

"We thought you didn't like us!" George spoke slowly, with a drawn-out tone, his eyes full of grievance, and he looked extremely pitiful.

"Why?" Afro looked at them in confusion.

"Because we are bad kids!" Fred bent down and looked into Afro's eyes, his rebellious and flamboyant smile revealing a different kind of charm.

Too close! Afro pushed Fred's chest.

"Nonsense! It's cool, okay!" She raised her little pink fist, as if to stand up for them.

Fred and George didn't say anything else, just ruffled her hair.

While playing around, they escorted Afro to the History of Magic classroom.

George tidied Afro's hair, then took out a pearl hairpin from his arms and put it on her ear.

"Okay, Ms. Rabbit, go to class!"

"Next time we'll take you to play with Professor Quirrell!"

Fred and George worked together to push Avro into the classroom.

"Next, it's time for us two men!"

Fred blew a kiss to Afro who looked back at them.

23: I am so angry! What should I do if someone seduces my daughter in front of me? Waiting online! Urgent!

System 23 posted a request for help in the system group chat.

However, the style of the paintings in the building is completely distorted.

Congratulations!

Congratulations to Senior 23 for having a daughter!

When will the full moon banquet be held?

Who is Xiao 23's partner?

……

23: ...

As the Quidditch match approached, Wood's training on Harry became more and more stressful, and Avro could see Harry coming back with injuries every night.

It is worth mentioning that a few days ago Professor McGonagall gave Harry a flying broom, which is the latest model - Nimbus 2000!

Ron was so envious of this, it was as if he had gotten a broom and couldn't let it go!

"Bear with it, it hurts a bit!" Afro took the potion she got from Madam Pomfrey and applied it to the wound on the corner of Harry's mouth.

"Xiao Afu, don't worry about it! All boys are like this!"

The culprit, George, couldn't stand Harry's pitiful look the most, which always made the girl feel soft-hearted.

But he also had to admit that this trick was absolutely effective and never failed!

"Then be gentler next time!" Afro was afraid that Harry would feel pain, so she pouted and blew gently on his wound twice.

The scent of roses wafted over as the girl moved, and Harry felt himself getting hot.

"Harry, why is your face so red!" Afro looked up again and saw Harry's face that looked like a monkey's butt. She reached out and touched his forehead worriedly.

"Don't tell me it's an infection or fever!"

Harry lowered his head and tugged at the corner of his clothes, not daring to look directly into Afro's eyes.

Fred, who knew Harry best, pushed Avro back to his dormitory.

"Let's do it! It's inconvenient for you as a girl!"

Afro thought of a way to dissipate heat, but it would be inconvenient for him.

"Okay, you guys take care of Harry and don't forget to take your medicine!"

"Do not worry!"

"We must take good care of him!"

George gritted his teeth and emphasized the word "take care of".

Afro thought they were weird, but couldn't put his finger on it. But it didn't matter, they were teammates!

So, he smiled at Harry reassuringly and left.

The day before the game, Harry held the book "The Origins of Quidditch" that Aphrodite found for him. The book was exactly what Harry liked and he read it with great gusto!

"Why did you lend Harry his homework instead of showing it to me!" Ron shouted that he wanted to copy Hermione's homework, but Hermione didn't want to lend it to him at all!

"Harry is going to practice Quidditch, what are you doing?" Hermione took away her homework book, packed her bag and left the library.

"Merlin's toilet! We're the only ones who want to be friends with her!" Ron had to complete his History of Magic homework by himself - about the greatest wizard of the seventeenth century.

Snape limped over, as if looking for an excuse to reprimand them.

"What are you doing?"

“Do your homework!”

"Watch Quidditch Origins!"

After saying that, Harry and Ron looked at each other in disbelief.

Bro! What's wrong with you?

For the first time, Snape did not say anything sarcastic. He just looked Harry in the eye and said, "Good luck!"

"Is he too weird?"

"What's wrong with his leg?" Afro remembered that Snape was fine when they last met at the office door.

It's clear that Avro and Ron have different focuses.

Harry narrowed his eyes at Snape's limping back.

On the day of the Quidditch match, the whole campus was bustling with activity. The match was scheduled for 11:00 noon.

"Aphrodite!" Harry called out to Aphrodite before leaving, holding his broom.

Afro smiled and looked at Harry, who was wearing a red and yellow battle robe.

"Can I hug you?"

"I just hope you can--"

Before Harry could finish his words, he was surrounded by the scent of roses!

His goddess of luck embraced him! This competition will definitely be successful! Harry thought to himself.

"You will definitely succeed! Harry!" Afro let go of him and patted his wrist again.

"I'm watching you from the audience!"