People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

Avro stood at the door of Snape's office, holding the plate in her arms tightly. She took a few deep breaths, raised her hand with fear and was about to knock on the oak door.

"Why, do you want the old professor to invite you in?"

Snape's gloomy and cold voice sounded behind the door. Afro was frightened by his voice and trembled in her heart. She did not dare to hesitate. She knocked on the door three times and pushed it open.

Snape wore his iconic black robes all year round. Because he was sitting, the robes were spread out on the ground. Snape was frowning and staring at the parchment in his hand.

Whose homework should this be?

Looking at his bitter and resentful expression, you can tell that the assignment was simply "based on the defense."

Snape didn't tell Avro what she was going to do, and Avro didn't dare to move. If she offended him, she didn't have Dumbledore's "timely rain"!

"Humph! Is Miss Campbell here to be a statue?"

Again!

The familiar weirdness comes late but it arrives!

"Professor, I need you—"

"Isn't Miss Campbell very clever? She can speak eloquently. For example, she can speak for herself."

Without looking up, Snape drew a big circle on the parchment and threw it away.

"I help the professor—mark assignments?"

Afro gripped the edge of the plate and spoke hesitantly, his expression full of uncertainty.

"Humph! Miss Campbell thinks highly of herself!"

When Afro thought about her grades in Potions class in her first year, she felt that she was indeed a little too ignorant of the world.

"Deal with that bucket of slugs tonight."

Afro looked in the direction of Snape's finger and saw a bucket of slugs wriggling. She felt her scalp tingling and her whole body uncomfortable.

But he was afraid of Snape's blame, so he had to put down what he was holding, pretended to be calm, walked to the iron pipe, and took out a slippery slug while suppressing his nausea.

Snape frowned and glanced at Afro who was dealing with the slug with his head down.

He had already chosen something that was not difficult at all, but he didn't expect that she was still afraid of insects. It seemed that he would have to find something else for her to do tomorrow.

Just help him pack the potion!

Snape withdrew his gaze implicitly. He also didn't know why he tolerated this girl again and again.

Was it simply because of her reckless and foolish behavior in his class? Or was it because of her talent in Potions?

Humph! You have great talent, but you just don't know how to study hard! You just run around with Potter every day!

If he hadn't given her a break last semester, she would have only gotten an "A".

He gave an "E" last time!

Afro didn't know how many slugs she had dealt with. She only knew that it felt like a hundred slugs were crawling across her hands!

Finally, Afro breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Snape's heavenly voice, "Go back!"

Snape continued, "Come back tomorrow!"

After hearing this, Afro almost became the first wizard in the world to be choked to death by inhaling air!

After Afro was pardoned, he ran out without looking back.

Snape looked at her back, which looked as if she wished she could grow wings and fly away, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose a little.

His eyes fell on the plate of desserts that Afro had brought. She still had a conscience! Snape picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.

The dessert is sweet but not greasy, soft and delicious.

Snape couldn't help but eat a few more pieces.

Two minutes later, Snape, who was still very happy, covered his bleeding nose and ran to the potion room angrily to prepare the antidote.

He took back his previous thoughts!

She is simply a giant monster with a head full of Sphagnum splendens!

She should be allowed to continue dealing with the slugs tomorrow!

Don’t even think about asking him to give her a break on her homework next time!

Afro, who was teasing Snape, guessed that the old professor should have eaten the plate of dessert, his eyes full of cunning.

She laughed as she ran in the direction of the Gryffindor common room.

Turning the corner, he bumped into Harry who was lying on the wall.

"Aphrodite, are you okay?"

Harry carefully helped Afro up who had fallen into his arms and took away her hand that was covering her forehead.

A red mark stood out against the porcelain-like skin.

Harry shook his hands, and when he felt the temperature on his hands cool down, he gently placed them on the red marks.

"Harry, what are you doing lying on the wall?"

Afro was hurt by the collision, her eyes were slightly red, tears welled up in her eyes, her nose was red, and she was full of grievances and coquettishness as soon as she opened her mouth.

"I'm sorry, Aphrodite, I—"

Harry lowered his head, but did not stop moving his hands.

He didn't know whether he should tell Afro about this.

He always heard some vague sounds, but no one else could hear them except him.

Sometimes, he really felt that he was sick and abnormal.

He didn't care what others thought of him! The only thing he couldn't accept was that Afro would ignore him after she understood what kind of person he was.

He didn't want to lose Afro.

Or, to put it another darker way.

He just wanted to have Aphrodite all to himself and have her stay with him forever.

He is like a humble believer. God has mercifully bestowed upon him a ray of light, but he is thinking about how to monopolize it, and even wants to pull God off the altar and get involved in the mundane world.

Afro didn't hear Harry's answer, nor did she notice the dark eyes of Harry who was looking down.

She was thinking about where the plot was going.

But Tom is in her hands, and Ginny doesn't have a diary! Logically, this plot shouldn't have happened!

But from the start of their school term to Harry's abnormality, it felt like someone was pushing the plot forward.

Is it true that the plot is impossible to reverse, or is there someone who doesn't want her to change the plot?

"2333, are you sure the previous system is gone?"

23 scanned the entire magical world again and found no energy abnormalities.

"Xiao Afu, I didn't find it! It should have run away!"

Afro felt that things were not that simple. Everything seemed to be shrouded in a fog, and everything became strange and confusing.

"2333, you'd better report to the main system. I guess it hasn't run away yet!"

Upon hearing this news, 23's code could not help but flash a few times. Even though the other party had defected, its level was still higher than his!

Well, let’s ask the main system for some compensation!

At worst, it can start a new game with Afro!

After Harry noticed that the red mark on Afro's forehead had disappeared a lot, he slid his hand down her arm and slowly grasped her wrist.

With a slight force, Afro was pulled back and staggered.

"It's too late, let's go back!"

After Harry sent Aphrodite back to the dormitory, he took his invisibility cloak and sneaked out.

He heard the sound moving, along the direction of the wall!

In the Slytherin dormitory in the basement, a girl with ear-length black hair lifted the quilt with a dull look in her eyes and walked out of the common room.

All the way I felt like a puppet, walking non-stop.

There was still a voice echoing in my mind.

"Come on, come on. I can make anything you want happen!"

"Come find me here, you know where I am."

"Do as I say, and everything you want will become a reality."