People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

Ron gasped, the cup in Hermione's hand fell to the ground and shattered, and Fang cried out loudly.

Afro stared at the window, and a short and fat figure appeared on the curtains.

"It's her, Umbridge!" Afro said to Hagrid in a low voice.

Harry hastily grabbed the Invisibility Cloak and put it on him and Aphrodite, while Hermione and Ron ran over and got inside.

The four of them crowded back into a corner, and Hagrid seemed at a loss as to what to do.

Umbridge stood in the doorway, wearing her favorite pink dress, pouting and trying to lean back so that she could see his face.

"Are you Hagrid?"

Without waiting for Hagrid to answer, Umbridge walked into the room and fanned her nose twice in disgust.

"Sorry, who are you?" Hegden stared at her, as if to say I don't know you.

Umbridge stood in the middle of the house and glanced around. "I am Dolores Umbridge, the Senior Inquisitor of the Ministry of Magic."

She began to walk around the room, paying attention to every detail. "Can you tell me what Dumbledore asked you to do?"

"I'm going out to recuperate." Hagrid pointed to his scar and said confidently.

Umbridge was no fool. She raised her voice angrily and said again: "I order you to say it again, where have you been?"

"I told you, I'm going to the sanatorium."

"Recuperation?"

"Yes, fresh air."

Umbridge held her breath in disgust and looked at him coldly, "I will report to the Minister, and you will accept our investigation."

With the sound of a door closing, Umbridge went out.

Just as Harry was about to lift up the Invisibility Cloak, Aphrodite grabbed his wrist.

"Wait a little longer." She whispered, "What if he doesn't leave?"

After a few seconds, Hagrid seemed to mutter, "She's back in the castle."

Hermione was worried that Hagrid would not be able to survive safely in future investigations, so she begged him to teach her some of the things that would be tested in the exams.

"But that's meaningless."

"Please, Hagrid!" Hermione's voice was filled with despair.

"Don't worry, you better get back to the castle now, and don't forget to wipe off your footprints!"

Hermione was determined not to let Hagrid become the second teacher to be placed on probation at Hogwarts. She decided to visit Hagrid every day from tomorrow until he changed his mind.

On Sunday morning, Hermione had to walk through the deep snow to find Hagrid, while Harry and Ron had to face the "towering" homework.

Aphrodite was kidnapped by two big lions to play snowball fight.

"I don't understand what's so fun about it being this cold."

Aurora squatted aside with her hands in her pockets like an old man, watching Fred and George make snowballs and throw them at the Gryffindor windows.

"Sweetheart, it's been a while since you've spent a weekend with me."

"I have homework to finish."

"What about last week?"

"You forgot, we are in training."

"Last week!"

"Quidditch game."

……

Fred and George looked at her dejectedly. They always had reasons and they couldn't argue with Afro.

"Okay, okay, I'll make it up to you today. Go ahead and make your requests!"

"Really?" Fred put his arm around her waist with a wicked smile and pinched the soft flesh on her side.

Afro's waist softened and she leaned into Fred's arms.

"Except for some...excessive requests." She blushed and buried her head in Fred's chest.

George pretended not to understand and leaned over to continue asking, "What is an excessive request?"

Afro's face became even redder. It was obvious that they wanted to make fun of her.

"If you don't tell us, how can we know whether the request is excessive?"

Afro stamped her feet in shame, buried her face deeply in Fred's arms, and refused to say those two sentences.

They knew it, and they had deceived themselves not long ago.

"Well, since baby doesn't want to talk about it. If our request is too much, you can refuse, okay?"

Afro nodded. She felt that Fred and George were particularly easy to talk to today.

"where are we going?"

Afro found that Fred and George were leading her towards the castle, and she suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.

"Go to the Room of Requirement."

Ever since Avro told them about this magical place, Fred and George moved their product experiments here.

They walked three times in front of the portrait, and a big door slowly opened to them.

If Neville's Room of Requirement is a cozy bedroom, Harry's is a serious training ground.

What Fred and George imagined in their minds was a paradise.

A paradise filled with countless gadgets.

but……

"Why is there such a big bed in your room?"

Fred and George fell onto the bed and rolled over in happiness.

"Because we need to rest."

Afro looked at the large bed that was big enough to accommodate four people and slowly took two steps back. "I suddenly remembered that I haven't done my potion homework yet!"

"Baby, you can't break the rules~"

At Fred's request, the Room of Requirement changed its door.

"Well, gentlemen, what do you want?"

Afro, who had come here already, spread his hands, determined to see what the two of them could do.

Fred hugged Avro from behind and pressed his body against her. "The Room of Requirement is a great place."

Afro blushed deeply and tried to break free, but Fred pushed her directly onto a table.

"Why are you still so shy?" Fred held her face and looked at her carefully.

"It's a bit hot in this room..."

"Really? Let me feel it."

After saying that, Fred lowered his head and slowly moved closer.

Kissing is not a strange thing for Afro, who already has eight boyfriends.

But she still couldn't ignore the unique feelings each of them brought to her.

The dizziness of losing breath continued to erode her, and Afro couldn't help but climb onto the boy's shoulders.

"Well... you broke the rules." Afro grabbed Fred's restless hand and said in a hoarse voice, "There is no such requirement in the compensation."

Fred blinked in confusion, like a big puppy acting cute to you.

"Okay." Fred smiled and gently rubbed her face, "I don't want my baby to bear this..."

George had been waiting for a long time. He hugged Afro from behind, and with a little force, he stuffed his girlfriend into his arms.

"It's mine now!" George raised his eyebrows at his brother proudly, and then said to Afro, "Beautiful lady, can I kiss you?"

Without waiting for Afro's answer, George sealed her lips.

Unlike Fred's kisses, George's were more predatory.

It was clearly agreed before that Avro could stop paying compensation at any time. However, after she boarded the Weasleys' pirate ship, they had no intention of letting her go.

By the end, Fred and George had started a braiding contest with her hair.

"I don't trust either of you anymore."

Afro looked at the crooked and uneven pigtails in the mirror and was instantly overwhelmed by the ugliness.

"Baby, don't you like our exclusive service?" Fred hugged her and started to act like a spoiled child.

"What do you say?"

"Sweetheart, you like it because you enjoy it."