People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

Molly quickly drove the children back to her bedroom.

The candlelight in the Burrow dimmed again, and Afro came to the door of the room on the top floor with the potion she found from Aunt Molly.

There was a board on the door that said "Ron's Room".

Afro raised her hand and knocked on the door, and the sound of a chair being moved and footsteps were heard from behind the door.

Ron opened the door and saw that it was Afro, and thought she was looking for Harry.

"I'll go get Harry."

Afro quickly grabbed Ron's wrist and pulled him hard into the corridor.

"I'm here to find you."

Ron was startled, and a sense of surprise and joy crept into his heart. In youth, an unknown emotion is like a flock of seabirds flying over the calm sea, and the slight flapping of their wings can arouse palpitations.

Afro found the dazed man in front of her funny. She lowered her head and laughed, then gently held his injured hand.

The overlapping of blue and purple looks very creepy.

Afro frowned and blew a few times, as if that could blow away his pain.

The pain on the back of his hand was replaced by a light touch of a feather, which passed along his wrist and arm to his heart. Not only did his heart itch, but even his fingers unconsciously hooked around her.

"Does it still hurt?"

Ron shook his head and said dryly, "It's just a minor injury."

The pain had long since eased with the passage of time, and her actions just now completely covered up the pain, leaving only ripples in her heart.

He scooped out a piece of white ointment from the crystal bottle with his index finger and gently applied it to his affected area.

The ointment was cold, but Ron felt a hint of warmth.

"Thank you, but next time you're hurt, tell me in time, okay? Little Ronnie."

Seeing that he didn't care, Afro pressed down hard with the finger applying the medicine. Ron frowned and seemed to let out a cry.

After applying the medicine, Afro put down his hand and prepared to go back to sleep. As soon as she turned around, a resistance forced her to stop.

Ron didn't know why his hand would disobediently grab her fingers. He shook her hand off in panic, but felt that his action was very ungentlemanly.

"Hmm, sorry, I didn't mean to..."

"I just wanted to say thank you..."

"Night, good night!"

Ron lowered his head and stammered. After he finished a few words quickly, he opened and closed the door quickly without waiting for Afro's answer. The wooden sign on the door shook.

In a blink of an eye, Afro was the only one left on the platform.

She turned around in confusion, scratching her head, not knowing what Ron was doing, but she still said good night and sweet dreams to the closed door.

In the bedroom, Ron, who was leaning against the door, seemed to skip a beat when he heard Afro's voice.

"Ron?" Harry turned over in his sleep and saw Ron leaning against the door late at night, so he asked.

"Ah, it's okay, go to sleep."

Excited, Ron found his bed in the dark. He closed his eyes and all he could think of was the scene of Afro applying medicine to him and the words "good dreams".

As the youngest son of the Weasley family, he had always been neglected and perfunctorily treated. No one had ever gently applied medicine to him. He smelled the cool smell of the medicine and slowly fell asleep with an uneasy heart.

July 7st was Harry's twelfth birthday. This was the first time he received the most sincere blessings and company on this special day.

Although Afro's plan to bake the cake herself failed, she still asked the best pastry chef at Buckingham Palace to make a special cake.

The red and yellow cake was painted with the Golden Snitch, Hedwig, and Nimbus 2000; there were also two Q-version figures wearing Gryffindor robes.

The faces are exactly the same as Afro and Harry's!

Little Aphrodite and little Harry were holding hands, their eyes were round and big, and they were grinning.

"Happy birthday, Harry!"

Afro gave him the birthday present she had prepared.

A quill that is never without ink.

Harry's name was also engraved in the metal's place.

"Thank you, Aphrodite!"

Harry gave her his most genuine, happy smile and hugged her.

Hermione arrived at the Burrow that morning, and Molly cooked a sumptuous dinner. Because there were too many people, the dining table was moved to the garden. This made it difficult for everyone to eat. Not only did they have to prevent the people at the table from snatching food from them, but they also had to beware of goblins that might appear at any time.

"Hey!" Afro kicked the goblin that climbed onto the dining table away.

Born on earth, want to go to heaven; being a goblin, want to become an immortal.

You are so beautiful!

Malfoy Manor Basement

Lucius found a few things deep in the basement cabinets.

Recently, the Ministry of Magic has started checking for any dark magic items.

Lucius looked at the things on the table with a headache. Everything else was easy to deal with, but this diary was not easy to deal with.

This was something the master had specifically given him for safekeeping.

Now that the master is doomed, you can't blame him for getting rid of these things. The peace and security that the Malfoy family has worked so hard to gain must not be destroyed!

If one day someone really came back...

Lucius's cold and fierce gaze fell on Dobby, the house-elf who was wiping the armored knight.

If that day ever comes, he will let the lowly house-elf atone for his sins!

Since it can’t be sold, I might as well see if I can put the blame on other wizards while I’m in Diagon Alley.

"Draco, how are you and the savior doing?"

Lucius called his son into the study and asked him about his studies and interpersonal relationships.

"That damn Pott! He's always been so close to those stupid Weasleys!"

Draco was so angry when he thought that Aphrodite and Harry were in the same college and spent more time together than him! He wanted to take Aphrodite back!

"Humph, since we can't win him over, then we have to find a way to suppress him! Do I need to teach you this?"

Draco lowered his head and clasped his hands tightly at his sides.

As the great Malfoy's heir, he can't even beat a kid who has never been exposed to magic since childhood!

Lucius rubbed his temple, looking tired. "Next year, you will run for Seeker on the Quidditch team."

"After the election is successful, I will provide your college with all the latest models of flying brooms."

"But you have to beat that Harry at Quidditch!"

Dobby was wiping the collection at the door of the study when he heard their plan to hurt Harry!

"Dobby can't let Harry get hurt!"

"Dobby is going to save Harry!"

Dobby dropped the rag, snapped his fingers, and disappeared.

Dobby appeared on Privet Drive and looked at the empty bedroom, his eyes as big as baseballs filled with tears!

"Harry Potter! Dobby can't find Harry Potter!"