People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

"Severus, I need you to help the student who repaired the Vanishing Cabinet, and let him do his best to succeed after the end of the semester."

Dumbledore turned to look at Snape and spoke to him casually, as if discussing tomorrow's weather.

Snape looked him in the eyes and uttered two words gracefully.

"Afro, please go back and tell Harry that I will personally tutor him starting next Saturday."

Avro nodded, then took out the book that Dumbledore had given her - "Advanced Dark Magic Decoded".

"Professor, I once found this book in the library..."

"Wait, Miss Campbell, can you explain first why you were able to take the banned book out of the library?" Snape stared at the book in her hand, his eyes full of inquiry.

"Ah, Professor Lupin once signed an autograph for me to read in the restricted area in my third year."

Snape sneered. Going in to study and taking the book out are two different things!

Before he could continue to ask questions, Dumbledore stopped him, "Severus, listen to Avro's clues first."

Snape understood clearly that this must be Dumbledore's instruction.

Avro smiled at Snape embarrassedly, and that smug little look almost pissed him off!

"It's like this, Professor." Afro turned to one of the pages of the book and pointed at the text on it. "Based on the previously destroyed black magic props and the information in the book, I think there are at least two similar props in Hogwarts."

"Does Miss Campbell have a clear direction? After all, there are many things in Hogwarts." Snape began to criticize everyone fairly in a sarcastic tone again.

"Of course, Ravenclaw's treasure disappeared."

"That's a good direction, Aphrodite." Dumbledore picked up a purple pop candy and put it in his mouth, carefully feeling the moment the candy exploded in his mouth.

"I think my old friend Slughorn knows a lot about this. Perhaps you can get some information from him."

After saying this, Dumbledore started to chase people away again.

"Goodnight, Aphrodite. Goodnight, Severus."

Afro seemed to see Snape rolling his eyes, but she was quickly pushed out of the headmaster's office by Snape.

"There are still ten minutes until curfew. Miss Campbell had better go back quickly." Snape looked at his pocket watch and said half threateningly and half intimidatingly.

After Afro muttered something about old bat under his breath, he ran towards the Gryffindor common room.

Snape seemed not to have heard that, and turned away, throwing his long robes on the ground as if nothing had happened.

Although sixth graders do not have many courses, they do have a lot of homework to do.

Ron whined that this was not the relaxing, restful rest he had imagined.

As they grew older, the professor required more ability to cast spells, and the use of silent spells stumped a large number of young wizards.

They had to keep their faces red during breaks to ensure the magic worked without making any sound.

"I suspect Fred and George have increased the sales of Constipation Nuts," Ginny said, looking at the students who were blushing more than each other.

"What I'm worried about now is the Quidditch trials this morning." Ron said with a frown. His performance last semester was not very good. He just hoped that this year's trials would be more tolerant of him.

Harry felt a little nervous thinking that this was the first question he had faced as captain.

"Let's talk about something else." Hermione suddenly became impatient.

Afro was reading the latest issue of the newspaper when she saw another familiar name - Stan Shunpike.

"Who's that?" Ron asked confusedly.

"The Knight Bus conductor." Neville described Thornpark to them.

"He's under the Imperius Curse," Ron guessed reasonably, otherwise he couldn't imagine why a ticket seller covered in acne would want to be a Death Eater.

Afro was still looking at the newspaper, and the expression on his face became more and more solemn.

Although she and Luna's father Lovegood used the magazine to spread some correct information, most wizards were still affected by the Ministry of Magic's actions.

Some students at Hogwarts have already taken leave of absence.

"But shouldn't Hogwarts be safer?" Neville asked puzzledly.

"Haven't you noticed that his seat is always empty?" Hermione glanced at the staff table obscurely and said to them in a low voice.

Harry, Ron and Neville looked up and saw that the headmaster's seat was indeed empty.

Afro held his forehead helplessly. The reason why Dumbledore was not there was on the one hand because of their plan, and on the other hand because Grindelwald was also changing Hogwarts!

But this made their plan more realistic.

Afro noticed that when several Slytherin students found that the headmaster was away, they gathered together and whispered, as if they were exchanging some information.

"Maybe he's busy with the Order of the Phoenix," Ron said in a barely perceptible tone. "The situation is pretty grim right now, isn't it?"

Harry did not answer. He already knew that Dumbledore would tutor him personally this Saturday.

Compared to tutoring, he believed that Dumbledore had something he wanted to tell him.

However, he would be willing to get away from Snape's tutoring, even if it meant cleaning the headmaster's office.

A light drizzle began to fall when they decided to head to the Quidditch pitch.

Just as Harry expected, more than half of the Gryffindor students came.

The group gathered together and talked about Quidditch and Harry, the new captain, completely ignoring them.

Harry had to blow his whistle, but several girls suddenly started laughing and couldn't straighten their backs at all.

"Quiet!" Afro shouted loudly. The students who were still fighting a second ago immediately became quiet.

"Thank you." Harry smiled at her gratefully, "I will divide you into groups and then select the team members."

Through group practice, Harry quickly eliminated a large number of contestants.

He re-elected three Chasers, in addition to new players Ginny, Robins and old player Katie.

Afro, who was originally a Chaser, tried the position of Beater and formed a team with another new player, Gut.

But he is far inferior to Fred and George.

Finally, there was the keeper position, and Ron looked like he was going to faint any minute as he mounted his broom.

"Good luck to you." Afro made a cheering gesture to him.

Ron covered half of his face and flew to the front of the ring.

The game went on quickly, and Ron played exceptionally well and won the goalkeeper position. He jumped off his broom and ran towards Afro, picked up the girl and laughed out loud.

"You must have given me the Felicis."

"Actually, no, it's your own ability." Afro held his broad shoulders to prevent himself from falling.

At this time they heard the long-lost question.

"How many boyfriends does Senior Campbell have?"