People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

Afro silently quickened her pace, and the footsteps behind her also quickened with her movements.

She clenched her fists in fear and started to jog, having forgotten that she was a wizard with a wand in her hand.

"Why are you running?"

Hearing the sound behind her, Afro ran faster. A bony hand tugged at her robe swiftly, causing Afro to stagger. She closed her eyes tightly and slapped the big hand with both hands.

"I'll beat you to death, you bastard!"

"Afro?" Wood used his free hand to grab Afro's two waving paws. The boy's hand was big enough to hold her hand in his palm.

"Oliver?" Hearing the familiar voice, Afro quietly opened one eye and saw a face with distinct features and sharp angles, like a sculpture of a god, extremely handsome.

"I'm sorry! Did it hurt you?" Afro looked guiltily at the red spot on the back of Wood's hand that was pulling her robe, and she carefully stroked it with her fingers.

When Wood saw Afro's eyes full of heartache and guilt, his originally calm demeanor immediately turned into an aggrieved expression.

"A little bit~" He looked at Afro with tears in his eyes. He looked so pitiful, as if his hand was seriously injured.

23, who was still online at the moment, rolled his eyes several times in disdain!

How could it not hurt you to death!

Afro's heart softened, and her mouth spoke faster than her brain, "Let me help you blow it!"

Hearing the sound, Wood extended his hand over, and Afro had no choice but to lower his head and blew gently twice.

The intermittent heat flowed into his heart along with the scent of roses, and his heart was itching. He felt her breath in every breath he took. Wood hurriedly turned his eyes away from her pouting red lips.

His eyes fell on the flawless white face, his heart pounding like a drum. No one saw the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"It's almost midnight, why are you still out here?"

"I'm waiting for you here on purpose." Wood raised his hand to tidy up her robe that had been torn just now. He lowered his head to look at the girl's face in the moonlight, his eyes unable to move away at all, his clear and bright eyes shining with dazzling light.

The slightly cool fingers rubbed the back of her neck from time to time, and the skin on her neck trembled. Afro shrank her neck.

"Wait for me? What's the matter?"

Hearing Afro's question, Wood's hand that was adjusting his collar paused slightly, and he rubbed his soft golden hair without paying attention to the people around him. He put his fisted hand to his lips and coughed softly, then cleared his throat before answering.

"I, I came here to talk about the Quidditch game!"

"Yes, Quidditch!"

Wood almost believed the reason he gave. He was just worried that Afro would be embarrassed by the professors and that the corridor was too dark and she would be scared.

He never expected that Afro would ask him why he was here.

"Quidditch?"

Afro repeated it again, and Wood nodded vigorously at her hesitant look.

"But I shouldn't have to play this time!"

Gryffindor's Quidditch team is always full. Although Avro has passed the selection, she is now like a substitute player and will not play.

"Um, one of the batsmen is sick and we need you to come in."

Wood apologized to the Gryffindor Beater in his heart, hoping Merlin would forgive him!

"Okay! I'm fine!" Afro thought that the player had a cold. After all, there were many little wizards who had caught colds in the past two days, and Madam Pomfrey's place was already overcrowded.

"Let's go!" After saying that, Wood took Afro's hand and led her towards the Gryffindor common room.

23, who witnessed everything, showed a proud smile that only an old father can have, and was sweating profusely! Boy!

Its female geese are not so easy to kidnap!

Through the Fat Lady portrait, three little ones are sitting in front of the fireplace in the lounge.

"Harry, Hermione, Ron." Afro jumped down the passage and greeted them one by one.

Hearing the sound, the three little ones slid down from the sofa and ran to her.

Harry was the first to rush forward and hugged Aphrodite. "Are you okay? Did Dumbledore say anything?"

Hermione followed closely behind and dug Afu out of Harry's arms, pulled her wrist and turned her around, and the two girls burst into laughter.

"What are they laughing at again?" Ron, who had forgotten the emotional intelligence of Mellinga since birth, scratched his head and looked at his good friend in confusion.

Although Ron felt a little uncomfortable and dissatisfied when he saw Harry holding Afro, he attributed it to the fact that Afro did not hold him.

Harry looked at Ron in disbelief, his eyes saying, "No way? Brother!"

Finally, the two girls let go of each other. Ron half opened his arms with a smile on his face, waiting for Afro's hug.

Afro watched Ron put his hands on both sides of his legs and imitated his movements, swaying left and right a few times, like a little penguin learning to walk.

The other people were amused by this scene, only Ron's injured world achievement was achieved.

Ron put his hand down in disappointment, and the alopecia on his head drooped down.

Having successfully played the prank, Afro stepped forward with a smile and gently hugged Ron, "I was just teasing you."

Lost and happy changed in just a moment, and the boy was willing to let her emotions affect him.

Wood, who had just told a lie, was busy trying to cover up his lie. He didn't care about these little kids and hurried back to his dormitory.

"Should I tell Dumbledore about the voices I heard?"

Afro and the other three sat around on the sofa, each holding a cup of hot tea, warming themselves by the flames in the fireplace.

"better not."

The others looked at Afro who had spoken, waiting for her to give a reason.

Afro took a sip of black tea to drive away the coldness in his body, and said slowly: "Dumbledore could vaguely feel something different. He told me to let go and do it."

"So, I don't think it's necessary to tell him."

"That's right. Even hearing strange noises in the wizarding world is not a good sign." Ron agreed with Afro's suggestion without hesitation.

"What is the Chamber of Secrets?"

Ron's expression changed slightly. He looked around, leaned forward to get closer to them, and whispered, "Someone once told me that there is a secret chamber in Hogwarts. Maybe Bill said it..."

No one spoke in the quiet corner of the room. The flames were dancing in the fireplace and the burning wood was making crackling sounds.

The castle clock began to chime the time.

"Let's go to bed first." The four sleepy kids separated in front of the stairs.

After Hermione fell asleep, Afro tiptoed to the small bathroom in the dormitory. She locked the door and cast a few spells out of concern.

"Is it because the Earth's gravity is so strong that you can't get out?"