People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

Quirrell somehow managed to stand up, then fall back down on his back.

Voldemort, who was possessed at the back of his head, fell face down onto the ground.

Harry looked at Quirrell who seemed like a lunatic, and silently moved a little further away from him.

Quirrell's neck began to corrode and turn powder because of what Harry had touched him, and screams of pain came out of his mouth.

Harry turned around and tried to run out of the fire, but was knocked down by a black smoke. Before he fainted, he heard a greasy and cold voice.

"I'll be back! Harry Potter!"

When Harry woke up again, he was already lying on the bed in the school infirmary, with gifts piled up at the foot of the bed, among which a toilet seat was the most eye-catching.

It was from Fred and George.

They asked Afro what Muggles usually gave when they visited patients?

Afro told them that as long as they didn't send something with bad meaning like a wreath, anything else would be fine.

So, the first thing Harry saw when he woke up was a toilet seat.

"Harry! Are you awake?" Afro and Hermione came to the school infirmary again to visit the unconscious Harry.

Every time they came to visit, they would bring a bag of food in case Harry woke up suddenly and was hungry.

"Aphrodite, are you okay?" Harry looked like he hadn't seen the girl for a long time. Her blue-green, glass-like eyes were clear, crystal, bright and moving.

There is a passion in his eyes that is never concealed.

"Of course!" Afro helped Harry sit up on the bed and took out the sandwiches he had packed in the hall.

Harry saw Afro busying himself, as if they were not in the school infirmary, but in a warm little room that belonged to just the two of them.

He was already overjoyed, with a look of smugness in his eyes and eyebrows, and he felt as happy as if he had eaten honey.

"Merlin's ice pants! You're finally awake!" Ron ran in with one arm hanging in front of his chest. He saw the candies piled up like a mountain at the foot of Harry's bed, and with curved eyes, he picked up a Bibi Every Flavour Bean and put it in his mouth.

"Ugh~" Two seconds later, Ron frowned and spit out the contents of his mouth, "It tastes like booger, ugh~"

Harry learned from Afro that it was Dumbledore who came back in time to save his life.

"Where's the Philosopher's Stone?"

“It has been destroyed.”

Speaking of the Philosopher's Stone, the joy in Harry's heart instantly disappeared, replaced by a sense of coldness and panic. It was as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water over him from head to toe!

Voldemort is still alive! He will not let me go! Quirrell, who usually looks timid, is actually Voldemort's subordinate!

All the things came to my mind and my heart was pounding wildly.

"Harry?" Afro saw Harry's face becoming increasingly paler, with a thin layer of cold sweat on his forehead.

Harry looked up blankly when he heard the voice. His eyes, which had been shining a few minutes ago, became empty.

Seeing Harry like this, Afro's heart seemed to be pulled up, and her breathing became intense. She raised her hands and gently hugged Harry, patting his back soothingly, "Don't worry, we are here for you."

The ethereal and gentle voice struck his mind, and the coldness in his body seemed to be driven away by the sunlight in an instant, and the coagulated blood began to flow again.

Harry felt the warm, soft body and put his arms around her waist, tightening his arms again and again, fearing that she would leave.

He hugged her tightly and rubbed his cheek against her neck greedily.

"I know."

He had Aphrodite, and his friends.

After repeated examinations by Madam Pomfrey, Harry was confirmed to have recovered before being allowed to attend the end-of-term dinner.

Draco was very happy that day because Slytherin had won the house cup for seven consecutive years!

This year is no surprise, just look at the scoring funnel in the auditorium. Green is rising all the way and has surpassed half of all the colors!

The auditorium was decorated in a silver-green style, with school flags with pictures of giant pythons planted everywhere.

The Slytherin students walked with the wind in their step and talked loudly and proudly about the honors they had received over the past seven years.

"They definitely didn't expect that they would have a biased headmaster this year." Afro looked at the Slytherin students who started celebrating early and Snape's smile, and shook his head with sympathy.

"Afro, what's wrong with you?" Fred saw Afro shaking her head and laughing twice, and he asked in confusion.

"A bet?"

When they heard about the bet, Fred and George raised their eyebrows and gathered around.

"What are you betting on?" George's eyes flashed and he showed a meaningful smile. His breathing became rapid and excited, and a sense of excitement spread throughout his body.

The slender finger touched Afro's cheek, the corners of his lips curved suddenly, and he spoke leisurely, "Bet on who will win the college cup."

When Fred heard this, he knew that things were not that simple. First of all, Slytherin could not be chosen.

He squinted his eyes lazily, smiled softly, and stroked Afro's curly hair that was draped behind her with his hands.

"I bet on Gryffindor!"

"Brother, what's wrong with you!"

George spoke first. He came close to Afro, with a frivolous frown and a cool smile that made people dazed.

Fred didn't expect that George would give the answer first, what else could he say!

"Xiao Afu, what's the bet?"

"What do you want to bet on?" Afro threw the question back to them. She lacked everything except money!

"If we win, you'll just..." Kiss us.

Before George could finish his words, Fred slapped him on the head with a warning look in his eyes.

Don't scare her!

"What?" Afro didn't hear the second half of the sentence and looked at them in confusion.

Dumbledore had already walked out of the side door next to the podium, and the noisy hall became quiet in an instant.

"Let's keep this for later, okay?" Fred thought for a while and decided to exchange it for a promise. Afro nodded nonchalantly. They wouldn't sell her anyway!

Thanks to the biased Dumbledore's tricks, Gryffindor was 20 points ahead of Slytherin!

Afuluo also made a great contribution here!

Students from all the houses are celebrating Gryffindor winning the House Cup!

Only Snape sat there with a gloomy face. If it weren't for Professor McGonagall, Afro would have suspected that he was going to overturn the table on the spot!

As expected, the achievement of only Slytherin House being injured was achieved.

Avro's first year ended with Draco's "I'm going to tell my dad!"

On the day she went home for the holiday, Afro was walking on the road dragging a huge box, half of which were gifts she had received at school.

Harry took her box very gentlemanly and naturally, and then considerately put it on the shelf for her.

The Hogwarts Express arrived at King's Cross Station in the sunset glow.

After Harry helped Afro take down his luggage, he hugged her again, trying to hold back the soreness in his eyes and nose, "Don't forget to write to me during the holidays, okay?"

Afro patted his back and smoothed his hair, "You too, happy holidays!"

"Aphrodite! My little Aphrodite!"

Mr Campbell, who had not seen his daughter for a year, began shouting her name before he even got out of the car at Avro.

Afro: I really don’t want to admit that he is my father!

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