People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

"At present, this is the case, Xiao Afu."

No wonder, even though Tom had been dealt with in advance, Harry could still hear strange noises.

"2333, we just want to say that this secret room must be opened!"

It may take some time to eliminate the intrusion system. Afro and 23 are confused as to who has the blackened system.

In the next few days, Afro used the detector given to her by the system to scan everywhere.

The detector is about half the size of Aphrodite's arm, and its shape looks a bit strange.

"Xiao Afu, this prop is really genius!"

"Perfect for use in Snape's class."

Afro thrust the detector in his hand, with the middle finger raised, in front of Fred and George, and said in a sinister tone, "You want to see Merlin?"

Fred and George took turns rubbing Afro's little head. In her angry eyes, they raised their hands to their faces and said, "We won't bother Miss Rabbit anymore!"

Before escaping, Fred flicked his long middle finger.

Amid the puzzled and mocking looks of the crowd, Afro pressed the elastic detector and quickly fled the scene.

"2333, can't you find another way to find it?" Afro threw the props into the system space in frustration.

23 crossed his fingers and said shyly, "Xiao Afu, my level is not as high as itss."

"I've told you to read less novels and work harder to improve your level."

"But the system level is related to the speed at which the host completes the task."

Afro took advantage of the fact that 23 couldn't see or hit her, so she shrank her neck guiltily and defended herself confidently, "So you blame me?"

"Yes!"

Hearing 23's sincere answer, Afro clenched his teeth and gave a fake smile.

"You are quite honest!"

It turns out that sometimes the effort and the result may not be proportional. Afro and 23 continued to investigate until Halloween but did not find any suspicious persons.

Even the "lucky guy" Parkinson from last time, they tried several times but got nothing.

No one would have the mood to dress up if they have to work overtime during holidays.

On Halloween, Avro appeared on the stairs wearing Gryffindor robes.

"Aphrodite, are you...playing yourself?" Hermione looked Aphrodite's outfit up and down, but couldn't guess her intention no matter how hard she tried.

Afro made a bitter face and sat on the stairs, resting his elbows on his knees and putting his hands on both sides of his face to make a goldfish mouth.

"I'm just acting as a normal student."

Hermione, with a livid face, came close to Afro and tried to find any signs of her lying.

Afro was frightened by the sudden enlargement of the zombie's face and dodged backwards. His body lost balance and fell to the ground tremblingly.

Suddenly, a breath like the fresh air from the Alps enveloped Avro, smelling as clear and clean as spring water.

The soft golden hair gently touched Theodore's cheek, and their breaths intertwined. The warm and sweet rose scent mixed with the girl's warm body temperature passed through his hand on his shoulder.

"Ms. Zombie, can we have some conversation?"

Hermione looked at Theodore who helped Afro up. Although she didn't know this little Slytherin wizard, she felt his gentlemanly manner from his behavior. Hermione handed Afro to Theodore with confidence, and she took her own small box to continue playing the game of "trick or treat".

"Theodore? Long time no see!" Afro stood up with the help of his strength and looked sideways at the kind-hearted man who helped her avoid a bloody head.

Theodore, looking pale, considerately brushed the dust off her robe.

"Yeah, long time no see." Theodore looked at her dimly, with a hint of imperceptible loss in his eyes, looking very aggrieved, "Why don't you come to see me?"

Afro's pupils dilated slightly, as if she was stunned. She never expected that this would be the first thing Theodore said when she saw him.

"I'm fine."

"Can't you just come to me if you have nothing to do?" His expression was like a puppy who had made a mistake, but his hand was tightly holding Afro's wrist.

This is a good question.

Afro wanted to nod but tried hard to hold back under those big wet eyes.

"Then I'll come play with you next time?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Afro saw a bright smile on Theodore's face, and the hand that was holding her wrist naturally took her hand.

"It's settled then. Let's go to the Astronomy Tower together tomorrow?"

tomorrow?

Afro wanted to object when she heard his unreasonable demands, but when she saw the smile on Theodore's face, she softened her heart and acquiesced.

Afro, who was busy on his way, did not notice that a strange excitement flashed in Theodore's eyes because the girl did not refute.

"Nott, take your paws off!"

As soon as Draco stepped onto the last step, he saw the stairs to the second floor and the two of them clasped hands.

He angrily crossed the steps and rushed over to slap Theodore's annoying paw away!

Theodore glanced at the irritable Draco lightly, his expression calm and composed. Instead of letting go of his hand, he squeezed it hard between Aphrodite's fingers, making their fingers interlocked.

Draco was stimulated and clenched his fists. His jawline tightened, his pale cheeks flushed, his gray pupils were filled with overwhelming emotions, and his chest heaved violently.

"What a wonderful scene!" Brace, who looked like a colorful peacock, also walked out from a corner of the second floor. With a playful smile on his face, he looked between the three people.

Afro took a step back with a headache, wanting to leave. She always felt that if these people met, nothing good would happen!

Sure enough, Draco, filled with jealousy, attacked everyone indiscriminately!

"Zabini, don't use your tricks here!"

After Blaise heard what Draco said, his eyes darkened and his tone became even darker. "Why, you blame others for your own inability?"

He flicked the non-existent dust off his sleeves, and his affectionate peach blossom eyes turned cold at this moment, "Nott, it's very ungentlemanly to hold a lady's hand like this, didn't old Nott teach you that?"

"Oh, I forgot, he only remembered Mrs. Nott..."

"Shut up! Zabini!" Theodore's face turned blue, his bloodshot eyes were as red as a ghost, his knuckles turned white, and Afro felt pain as his hands were clenched.

She gasped quietly and struggled to pull her hand free.

And the more she struggled, the tighter Theodore's grip tightened.

"Nott, you're hurting her!"

Draco was the first to notice the pain on Afro's face. He stepped forward and pulled apart the two clasped hands.

The red fingerprints on the fair skin looked shocking.

"I'm sorry, Afro." Theodore reached out guiltily to touch the red mark on the back of Afro's hand, but was slapped away by Blaise.

"Stay away from her, Nott!"

(Theodore's scent is based on Silver Spring, a men's fragrance)