People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

Chapter 238 The Firm Hafu Party

"I don't want to be disturbed." Hermione thought of the scenes last night and this morning, and shook her head frantically in fear. "But why did your names appear in the Goblet of Fire?"

"I don't know." They found a place near the Black Lake and sat down. Harry thought of the conversation in that room yesterday.

"Maybe someone wants to harm both of us."

A light breeze blew across the lake, and Durmstrang's great ship lay atop it, its tall masts swaying in the wind.

"Could it be Voldemort?" Hermione lowered her head, took a bite of bread, and expressed her guess.

It's possible. Think about what happened at the Quidditch World Cup." Afro patted the crumbs on his hands and leaned back against the tree trunk. "It's hard not to associate this series of events."

Harry, who was being discussed, seemed not to hear anything. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket, took Aphrodite's hand, and wiped it carefully.

Afro watched his actions and felt that she had led the Savior astray. Is it really okay for him to act like it has nothing to do with me?

She kicked Harry in the shin to remind him that he was on to something.

But Harry still didn't care. Now there were only Sirius and Aphrodite in his heart.

And there is also a reckoning with Voldemort.

Seeing that he had no reaction, Afro continued to poke him with her hand, but Harry held it in his palm.

23 saw the protagonist offline, and said to Tom earnestly: "See? It's not good to be in love."

"Why not ask Sirius? He should know a lot about Voldemort's men. Maybe he can give us some ideas." Hermione suggested as she finished the last piece of bread.

They arrived at the Owlery and Harry wrote a letter and gave it to Hedwig.

The classes at Hogwarts did not stop because of the competition. Afro followed Ron and Harry, stepping on the ground with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

The collar was suddenly pulled by a force, and Afro had no choice but to stop and look at the person who was pulling his hat.

A platinum head, a proud and awkward expression, he is obviously aggrieved but he wants to act proud.

"Draco, what's wrong with you? Did you have a stroke?" Afro couldn't help but want to tease the arrogant young master.

Draco snorted and turned his head away. Without waiting for the girl's comfort, he turned back on his own.

He saw the smile on Afro's lips and suddenly understood what was going on, and he went back into her little net bag.

Draco's face suddenly turned red.

"You..." He kept mumbling for a long time but didn't say anything.

Afro finally decided to give up teasing him and reached out to stroke the young master's fur like he was comforting a kitten.

"What's wrong, my little boyfriend?"

"You still remember that you have a boyfriend like me!" He said in a sarcastic tone mixed with a hint of jealousy.

Afro touched her nose awkwardly. She had too many boyfriends and she felt helpless.

"I remember, I remember. How could I forget? There are so many things to do, and we..."

The voice became smaller and smaller under Draco's gaze. Afro, lacking confidence, blinked at him, trying to get away with it by acting cute and coquettish.

"Don't give me that." Draco tried hard not to be tempted by her appearance. He reached out and pulled Aphrodite to his side. "You stay with me today!"

Aphrodite, who had ignored her boyfriend, had to compromise and stood next to Draco for the entire Care of Magical Creatures class.

Hagrid glanced in the direction of Slytherin from time to time. He remembered that Avro and Harry were very promising, but they were seduced away by Malfoy.

He patted Harry's shoulder sympathetically, and at Harry's confused expression, hesitantly said, "Harry, come on."

Harry:? ? ?

Hagrid decided that in future classes, he would make sure that students from each college stood together individually to safeguard Harry's happiness!

Draco, who was feeding the blasting-tailed skrewt, felt a chill on his back.

The hardest part was when Harry and Avro were called in to have their wands checked in Snape's class.

Avro was sure that for a moment Snape wanted to throw the potion in the cauldron in front of him in Colin's face.

"They can go after class."

Colin stammered, shaking, "Bah, Mr. Bagman told them to go now..."

"Very good!" Snape roared, "Potter, Campbell, take your schoolbags and get out of my sight!"