People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

"Where did the news come from?" Hermione said hesitantly.

"Don't worry, it's absolutely reliable." Afro assured, patting his chest.

After all, it was sent by Snape.

Harry read the note several times. "Forest camp, that's too general, right? There are so many camps, how can we know which one it is?"

"But there are lakes and few camps that any of us have visited." Hermione brought a London tourist map from the study and spread it on the ground.

She clapped her hands, picked up a colored marker and said to them, "Which camp have you all been to?"

"Never been there." Harry shrugged, spread his hands and continued to think about the Deathly Hallows and the Golden Snitch.

"I haven't been there either." Afro smiled and put the owl, Hedwig and the piglet together, and added some food to their food bowls.

Hermione turned her attention to the remaining four people, who collectively shook their heads.

"Well, it's much simpler." Hermione put down the markers and the map, stood up and said to them excitedly: "My parents and I have been to the Forest of Dean, and there happens to be a small lake there."

Theodore put down the book in his hand, looked at Afro who was winking mischievously and said, "How did the person who delivered the information know this place?"

"Hmm..." Afro thought for a while before saying, "Maybe he is a genius?"

"This is too weird." Dean said disapprovingly.

Luna agreed, her ethereal voice sounding like a chant: "Maybe the brain has been invaded by harassment flies."

Her arms waved around her head as if she were trying to shoo away mosquitoes.

"What are harassment flies?" Ron's blank eyes were filled with big question marks.

"It's not important." Harry waved his hand, unable to suppress his excitement and excitement: "Shall we leave now?"

"Oh no, Harry, we need to pack our things." Hermione shook her pearl bag. They had been looking for things lately and the bag was in a mess. She needed to sort it out.

"Seven o'clock tomorrow morning." Afro took out a pocket watch and looked at the time. It was already the end of October, and according to the plan, they should return to Hogwarts at the end of the year.

There is a large forest trail surrounding the palace. In the past, royal members who came here to celebrate the holidays liked to take a walk here, but at this moment, every slight movement in the silence was magnified.

"Aphrodite." Harry's feet made a rustling sound as they stepped on the thick fallen leaves. He walked behind the girl sitting on the carved wicker chair and leaned down gently.

"What's wrong?" Afro turned around and faced Harry, who was leaning on the back of the chair with his hands: "Any new news?"

"No, I just noticed that you were often in a daze. Have you encountered any difficulties?"

Harry reached out and placed his hand on the back of her cold hand, slowly inserting his fingertips between her fingers and clasping her hand in his palm.

Afro's pupils shrank slightly for a moment, and the corners of her mouth raised an imperceptible arc: "It's okay, I'm a little tired."

"Are you really okay?" Harry touched her forehead and cheek with some concern: "If you need my help, you can tell me."

Afro shook his head.

No one can help her in this matter except herself.

To be precise, it was her golden finger - System 23 that was offline.

Since the second semester of the sixth grade, she has been unable to contact 23. Even its incarnation, the white fox, has become stupid and stiff. In order to avoid being noticed, she put the white fox into the system space and told others that it had returned to nature.

But Afro, who couldn't contact the system, felt a little panicked. She had always thought that 23 was an artificial intelligence.

But she had to admit that she had an extraordinary dependence on 23, and that he was not only a friend but also a family member who had been with her for a long time.

23 is the only friend in the wizarding world who knows where she comes from.

Although the props in the system mall and space can still be used, without system tasks to earn points, she can only stare at these things.

"It's windy, let's go back." Harry spread out his coat, hugged Afro tightly, and carried her back to the room.

The next day, only Ron and Hermione went with Harry and Aphrodite to get the Sword of Gryffindor.

On the one hand, they are all Gryffindor students, so they are more likely to be recognized by the Sword. On the other hand, some people need to be left in the palace as a rescue team to coordinate the actions in various places.

Harry held onto Aphrodite, Hermione held onto the pearl bag, Ron held onto Aphrodite's arm, and the four of them Apparated together.

The familiar feeling of suffocation engulfed them, and Harry felt his feet leave the ground, then land heavily on the ground.

Today was a weekday, so not many people came to the Forest of Dean. They found a secluded place to avoid scaring innocent Muggles.

"The environment here is nice." Ron nodded affirmatively.

"When everything is over, let's come here to camp too." Afro was infected by Ron's good mood and felt relieved.

Hermione took out a map from her bag, unfolded it in front of her face, and looked at it carefully for a long time. She pointed to a path in front of them and said, "Go this way. There is a small pond not far ahead."

Afro took the lead, following behind Hermione who was leading the way, with Ron in the middle and Harry covering the rear.

They walked leisurely through the woods, going deeper and deeper. In the quiet environment, they could hear all kinds of sounds, the sound of branches breaking, footsteps, and their breathing.

The sun shines through the branches and leaves, and a gentle ray of light sparkles like a sparkling diamond on a mirror.

"The Forest of Dean isn't famous for its lakes. The largest body of water here is this pond," Hermione said to them breathlessly, pointing to a small pond not far away.

Harry walked forward carefully and looked down. It seemed that there was a doe lying under the water. He thought he was dazzled and squeezed his eyes hard. The doe gradually disappeared with every blink of his eyes.

Where it disappeared, a large silver cross with a ruby ​​set in it…

Harry felt as if his heart leapt into his throat.

"Harry, how is it? Did you find anything?" Ron asked loudly to the boy standing motionless by the pond.

He almost stopped breathing, his eyes fixed on the sword, a jeweled sword lying at the bottom of the pool.

Ron waited for a long time but there was no answer from Harry. He couldn't resist his curiosity and walked forward and looked down to see the crimson light.

"Merlin's yogurt! The sword is really here!" Ron shouted in surprise: "Afro, you are such an amazing friend!"

Afro looked at the excited boy with amusement: "I thank you on his behalf."

I hope you'll still be so happy when you find out it's Snape.