People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

Headache.

Afro frowned, trying to soothe the stinging pain in her mind.

"Don't sleep! The sun is shining on your butt!"

very noisy.

Afro hummed subconsciously twice, groping around with one hand.

Duang!

The sound of gongs and drums rang in her ears.

Afro suddenly opened her eyes, and the dark green bed curtains came into view.

This is……

"Hey, you're stupid!" A strange voice rang in her head: "Hurry up, you're going to be late for morning class! Today is Nun Miejue's class, she will definitely call the roll!"

Afro sat up slowly and blinked blankly. The purple floral quilt covered her waist, and the rich and sweet aroma of milk tea floated in the air.

There is also the rustling sound of running water, the sound of seats moving, the sound of clothes rustling...

She is...

"Hey, look! You're daydreaming again!"

Afro followed the voice and looked towards her master, a face that had long since become blurred in her memory.

"Tingting?"

"Thank you for remembering my name." Wang Tingting said to her in a sarcastic tone, "Don't think about it, I will call it for you!"

Afro was dragged by her roommate in a daze into a classroom that could accommodate three hundred people.

After many years, she sat in a university classroom again.

There were two consecutive professional classes in the morning. Afro, with a sore brain, returned to the dormitory and sat at the table in a daze.

"What's wrong with you? Have you gone crazy during the holiday?" Wang Tingting sat down next to her, holding a bowl of fragrant rice noodles in a clay pot.

"what?"

Wang Tingting rolled her eyes at her: "Li Fu, we don't need to be so fake about sisterhood, right?"

"No." Afro didn't know how to tell her about her experience. In fact, she herself didn't even understand the current situation. "I just haven't recovered from the holiday yet. I'm going to lie down on the bed first."

Afro climbed onto the single bed in the dormitory and lowered the blackout curtains. In the darkness, she closed her eyes and recalled what had happened before.

She remembered that when Voldemort fell to the ground, a prompt sound of the system completing the task came from her mind, and then Noah ran to the tower to find her.

After that, she seemed to have no memory of it.

Will she be brought back directly after the mission is completed?

If Harry and the others found out that he was gone...

Afro didn't dare to think about it.

"2333, are you there?" She tried to call the system in her mind, but 23 did not answer.

In other words, she could not sense any trace of the system's existence.

In the next few days, Afulo lived on time between the classroom, cafeteria and dormitory.

Everything she experienced in the magical world seemed to be gradually forgotten as she went through her regular college life.

"Why hasn't she woken up yet?" Harry sat on the edge of the bed, holding Aphrodite's hands, staring at the girl with her eyes closed.

Seven or eight young men gathered around the bed. Madam Pomfrey stood outside the crowd, looking at the sleepy Aphrodite and shook her head: "She didn't suffer any magical attack. I don't know what caused it—"

"I suggest going to St. Gomans for a checkup."

When the Campbells heard the news, they hurried back from London, only to see their daughter, who had just written to them and assured them that everything would be over, lying lifeless on the hospital bed.

"Otet, Slughorn and Snape brewed some potions." Mr. Weasley patted her broad shoulders and comforted her, "Little Afu will be fine."

"Merlin will protect her," said Professor Trelawney hoarsely.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the curly-haired female professor put away the thick textbook and walked out of the classroom in high heels.

"Xiao Fu, what do you want to eat tonight? Let's go to Canteen No. 3?" Wang Tingting was playing with her phone while chatting with Afuluo.

The textbooks on the table were spread out without a single word written on them.

"Tomorrow is the weekend, let's go out for dinner." Afro answered her while packing her things.

"I'm so tired. I don't want to go out." Another roommate came over and said.

"Yes, yes, it would be great if we could just stay in the dormitory." Wang Tingting put away her phone and ran to the classroom door.

Afro paused slightly while packing her things, then stood up calmly and walked out of the classroom with him and the others.

"You guys go back first, I'm going to the library."

"Aren't we good sisters? Why are you studying secretly!" Wang Tingting pointed at her with an exaggerated expression.

But she still took the book from Afuluo's hand and helped her take it back to the dormitory: "I want Aunt Hu's mango sago!"

"Got it, greedy girl~"

After Wang Tingting and the other two roommates left, Afuluo walked in the direction he remembered.

As I recall, the weather in Ancheng in May was extremely stuffy, with not a trace of wind.

But now she didn't feel the stuffiness at all.

Walk through the shade of the trees and arrive at the fountain in the school's main entrance square.

The three-hundred-meter-long school gate was hot from the sun.

Afro took a few steps towards the gate, but the gate was so close yet she could not reach it.

"Is this interesting?"

The noisy campus seemed to be muted, and Afro seemed to have known it for a long time and was not surprised at all.

"In fact, your illusion... let's put it this way for now. It did make me believe it at first, but you can only find their surface appearance from my memory--"

"You don't know that Tingting likes to play games in the middle of the night and never goes to bed before midnight when she is in school. Xiaoran doesn't like to eat coriander and likes to add a spoonful of spicy and a spoonful of numbing to her wide noodles. The aunt in the No. 1 cafeteria likes to shake the spoon..."

As Afro continued to point out the loopholes in this play that was performed only for her, the campus in front of her looked like a broken mirror covered with spider veins.

"You win." A lost voice sounded behind her.

Afro looked at Merlin, who was wearing lace stockings and a sun hat, and burst out laughing.

"What are you dressing up like?"

Merlin curled his lips, picked at the strange things on his body, and said, "It's all because of you, you always talk nonsense!"

"Is that all you want?" Afro raised his eyebrows, thinking that Merlin was too stingy.

"Of course not." Merlin shouted, "It's your missions that have messed up my world. I'm just trying to scare you, what's wrong with that!"

"But Harry did defeat Voldemort in the end."

"But it shouldn't be this easy. No one died in this world-saving battle!"

"Why must there be sacrifice? Isn't a happy ending good enough?"

Merlin blinked and said hesitantly: "The protagonist can only become the protagonist after going through hardships, so..."

"So you cut me off from the system just to make things difficult for Harry?"

Merlin didn't dare look into Afro's eyes. He touched the lace on his cuffs, his tone full of grievance.

"This is my first time as a world consciousness, and I ended up meeting unreasonable taskers like you. Is there any justice in the world?"

"Okay, just tell me, what do you want?" Afro picked his ears in disgust and moved away from the howling Merlin.

"Okay, okay." Merlin rubbed his hands and smiled awkwardly: "Originally, I would have gained world power as Harry grew up, but..."

Seeing Afro's increasingly impatient look, Merlin quickly said, "I need an energy source to sustain this small world!"