People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

Harry, who was only separated by a wall, followed the sound in the wall to the second floor. He put his ear against the wall using the cover of the invisibility cloak.

But the sound disappeared.

The first ray of sunlight in the early morning shines through the window. The morning mist lingering in the air has not yet dissipated, and a new day has begun in the Hogwarts castle.

Harry, who was late, ran into the Transfiguration classroom as the bell rang. Just like in his first year, he hadn't even had time to button up the collar of his school robes and shirt.

"Sorry! Professor McGonagall!"

Professor McGonagall raised her wand and glanced at Harry. She opened her mouth, but then thought of poor little Harry who would have to go to detention that night.

In the end, Professor McGonagall did not choose to blame him, but her tone was not peaceful.

"Sit down, Mr. Potter!"

Harry quickly looked around the classroom, hugged the books in his arms and sat down next to Afro.

Avro pointed to the page in the book, her upper body slightly leaning towards Harry, but her eyes followed Professor McGonagall's figure in front of the blackboard.

"Why are you up late?"

Even though they were put in detention last night, the professors still finished early.

Harry's hand, which was flipping through the book, paused and he looked down at the pages in his hand. He chose not to speak out to tell the girl about his troubles.

He didn't want Afro to worry too much. He had already caused her enough trouble, causing her to miss the train and get locked up.

Afro glanced at Harry, who remained silent, and sighed inwardly.

It's all Tom's fault!

Wait until she's done with get out of class! We have to get our revenge on Tom today!

Professor McGonagall's classes were always difficult, and today's class was even more difficult. Afro felt that no matter in the magical world or the ordinary world, what the teacher taught in class was always different from the test questions.

The theories learned last year seem to be insufficient to support this class.

She supported her chin with one hand and watched the beetle crawling around on the table with boredom. The tip of the wand would always block its way in the next second.

Harry, who sits at the same table, tried very hard to turn the beetle into a button, but his wand could never aim at the beetle.

"Aphrodite?"

He noticed that Afro was teasing the beetle mischievously, and his hand supporting his chin made his little face pout.

He laughed, reached out to tuck the hair that covered her face behind her ears, and gently brushed the ends of her golden hair, his eyes focused.

"Ok?"

The sudden touch behind her ear made Afro move her head slightly and she responded lazily.

Harry smiled helplessly, a faint smile on his lips, and placed his gentle palm on her head, reminding her in a low voice.

"Professor McGonagall is here."

Aphrodite immediately transformed into a good student mode, with a serious look on her face, waving the magic wand in her hand.

If you ignore her wandering eyes and silent mouth, she really looks like a good student.

Professor McGonagall rubbed her forehead and was about to speak when Ron's wand made a "crackling" sound and sparks flew.

Ron, who was sitting behind the smoke, had a dry cough and his breath smelled of rotten eggs.

"Weasley!" Professor McGonagall shouted dissatisfiedly and stopped his blasting in time!

The moment she heard the bell for the end of get out of class, Afro didn't even have time to pack up her textbooks and hurried back to the dormitory.

"Aphrodite..."

Harry looked at Afro's back as she ran away in disappointment, and slowly put down his outstretched hand. Just as he was about to help Afro pack up her books, a pale hand reached out from the side and took the textbook from the desk before Harry could.

"Hey!"

Harry's brows were furrowed, his eyes were slightly cold, and he called out to the "familiar" boy in dissatisfaction.

"Put down Afro's book!"

"No, I'll give it to her directly!"

Theodore didn't even turn around, and the Savior's questioning didn't affect his pace of leaving at all.

"Who is this?" Ron held up his wand wrapped in tape, approached Harry, and pointed at Theodore's back as he left.

Harry shook his head, but clasped his hands tightly under the table.

again!

Why can all these people see the brilliance of Aphrodite!

My heart felt like it was being pricked by needles, and an irritating jealousy arose!

The person involved, Afro, pushed open the door of an empty classroom holding the diary of Tom.

A black leather diary was spread out on the table, with a conical crystal bottle on the side.

Afro thought that she couldn't let Tom be taken away by her so easily, she had to disgust him again.

"Xiao Tang classmate!"

Tom in the diary is almost annoyed by her! She talks a lot of nonsense every day! She tells him every day how good her crush is!

What he was looking for was a container that he could use!

Not a silly girl who does nothing but stare at boys every day!

I really don’t know what words to use to describe her!

Tom didn't know that Afro, who was waiting for his reply, was also complaining to the system in her heart.

"A hundred noses couldn't save Voldemort's heart."

"Little Afu, you said Tom with a nose before, you can do it!"

"2333, haven't you heard that distance creates beauty?"

23: ...

"Question Bella, understand Bella, be Bella. Too bad, it's a limited edition!"

Afro saw Tom pretending to be dead in his diary again, just like he had done in the past few days. The feather pen passed across his chin, Afro smiled evilly, lowered his head and began to write quickly.

"Am I unworthy of receiving your message?"

"Chatting with you is worse than browsing TB. The customer service replies faster than you!"

"Come forward and show me!"

“Student Tang! You have to cheer up!!! (Sunny and healthy running) (Hurdles) (Three-point shot) (Radio gymnastics) (Twisting the hula hoop) Aaaaaaaaah!!!! (Three-point shot goes into the basket) ((No discomfort in the chest) (Heat surges in the body) (Climb up the roof and remove the tiles) (Dancing) (Rush out of the Milky Way)!”

"I'm here!"

The messy words in the diary suddenly disappeared, and the clean and upright cursive characters made Afro's crazy words look like dog crawling.

"Xiao Tang, do you know how many stars there are in the sky?"

"I have no idea!"

It can be seen that Tom is angry now, and the words revealed in the diary seem to be about to pierce the diary!

"You don't even know this! What's the use of you!"

Afro took out the crystal bottle and pointed the thicker end at the diary. She raised her hands high above her head, with a contemptuous smile on her face.

I let you bully Harry! Die!

"I called you, will you answer?"

"Tom!"

The open diary suddenly flashed a dazzling white light, and Afro was so stimulated that he had to squint his eyes.

The white light gradually weakened, and an unknown object appeared in the crystal bottle in Afulo's hand.

"Oh--"

A light laugh came from the door.

(The dormitory is not soundproof, and Yogurt is like a civet in a melon field. Every day when I lie in bed, I can hear the gossips of the people in the next dormitory |???|)