HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

After watching Cedric leave, Aphra looked at Harry. Harry lowered his eyes and tugged at the golden egg, "Do you still like Digory?"

"Yeah." Avro propped her chin and glanced at him, "But I'm trying to forget him."

Harry's eyebrows lit up and he smiled, "I think Cedric is good, but you are suitable for something better."

Avro chuckled, "Who is the better one?"

Harry scratched his head and said nothing. Water droplets fell from the ends of his hair, and his eyelashes were also stained with attractive water stains.

"I think..." Harry's words came to his lips, and he saw Avro again. He blinked and immediately changed the topic, "I just listened to the golden egg underwater, and it seemed to be a kind of low humming..."

“Seek us, where our voices ring, we cannot sing on the ground.”

Harry recalled this sentence, and Aphra's eyebrows widened, "Isn't this the answer clearly stated? Underwater, the Black Lake."

"Giant squid?" Harry asked.

Avro raised her eyebrows, "Giant squids can't sing, so mermaids can."

"We have robbed you of your most precious treasure. You only have an hour, otherwise it will disappear completely and never appear again."

Avro tapped her fingers, "It?" It seemed that she had found a treasure.

"It's very clear, Harry." Avro declared, "You now need to find a spell that can allow you to submerge underwater for an hour. There are still two months left, and it is more than enough to practice it."

Harry blinked, she always thought clearly, "What spell?"

Avro is one grade higher than him, has learned more spells than him, and is more knowledgeable.

Harry always felt at ease. He naturally trusted and obeyed Aphra.

Avro raised her eyebrows, and the answer was ready to come out, "Head-soaking spell."

Harry nodded, "I'll learn."

She pretended to be difficult, "I want to help you too, but I have to take the OWLs exam this school year and I don't have time. What should I do?"

Harry immediately believed her words and was a little anxious. He felt disappointed in his heart, but he knew that Aphra's own affairs were the most important. "You concentrate on your review, and I will study by myself."

Avro poked his forehead, and Harry covered his head with a silly smile.

"I'll make a list." Seeing Harry's cute reaction, Avro decided to help him to the end. "Whenever I'm free, you can come over and practice."

Ex-boyfriend, wait until you lose!

Harry naturally did not refuse, "I will listen to you."

Avro stretched out her hand, "Come here and rub your head."

She is really like her little sister Astoria, who is so well-behaved.

Harry hesitated for a moment, then moved his head closer, and Aphra rubbed it randomly, "You can study for a while now. There happens to be water here. I give you three minutes to prepare."

After practicing in the prefects' bathroom for a day, Harry dragged his feet weakly and left.

Avro was very mobile and handed Harry the timetable the next day.

Harry took a look at the dense text and almost fell asleep.

Ron leaned closer in confusion, rolled his eyes, and quickly looked away.

Avro raised her eyebrows and glared at Ron, "What, do you have any objections?"

"I'm afraid the Minister of Magic doesn't even have a full schedule for you." Ron said sincerely, speaking his mind.

"I'm busy, don't worry." Avro flipped her hair.

Ron muttered, "I'm not worried either?"

In addition to her dense class schedule, she also has a schedule to go to the library every day - a small note reads: Together with Theodore, she also has to go to the empty classroom to practice spells, but she only has three nights a week.

"This, it's open from 23:00 to 24:00 every night. What time is it?" Harry asked doubtfully.

"Rest." Avro said without changing her expression. Could she say that she was spending time with the fallen boy Tom? Or Tom Greengrass...

"I'll be in the library for two and a half hours after dinner, and I'll leave two hours to practice the head soaking spell with you." Avro said badly, "Starting next week, you have to go to the Black Lake to practice."

Harry was a little reluctant, but agreed obediently.

The prefect's bathroom is closed and the water is hot; the black lake is so cold and so big. Anyone can make a choice, the prefects' bathroom or the black lake.

But the game must be played in the Black Lake, Harry comforted himself, and quickly looked away.

On a cold January night, beside the black lake, Avro was lying in a hammock, covered with a quilt, reading a book with squinted eyes.

Time passed by, and the last grain of sand fell from the hourglass in the sky, but Harry still didn't poke his head out.

Avro raised her hand, and the hourglass turned over to start counting again.

Halfway through the hourglass, a circle of ripples appeared somewhere on the water, and then a head burst out of the water. Harry shook his head, and he climbed ashore nimbly, trembling a little.

Avro threw the quilt on him, skillfully cast a few warming charms, and a bottle of magic potion.

Avro looked at Harry's topless body with no surprise, and Harry had long since become accustomed to it from the initial tweaking.

She looked at Harry wiping his body and head carelessly, and said lazily, "Wipe carefully, it will be uncomfortable when you are sick."

Harry put the quilt that was about to be put down and wiped it over himself carefully again.

Avro yawned, "In one and a half hours, you can rest assured, your head soaking spell is pretty good."

Harry beamed with joy, and Aphra changed the topic, "But there will definitely be obstacles under the water, and you have to learn the attack spell."

Harry nodded seriously, "Don't worry, it's no problem."

Avro jumped down from the hammock, and the two walked side by side towards the castle.

After all, it was cold and late at night, and Harry just came out of the water. He was covered in cold air, so he quietly moved away from Aphra.

Avro noticed his actions and smiled softly.

The savior still has two brushes, Avro thought to herself. He can learn everything quickly and make progress quickly. He can also learn the spells of senior grades. If he really reaches the age and takes the initiative to sign up for the competition, Cedric and himself may not be able to do it. Better than him.

She evaluated it in her mind for a while and nodded, OK, passing.

Harry was counting the time. Tomorrow is February, and February 2th is the second project, so there are still 2 days to prepare the attack spell.

February 2th is Valentine's Day and Hogsmeade Day.

He quietly looked at Aphra, who was completely unaware.

"Aphro, will you have some free time this month?"

Avro shook her head when she heard this, "No, on the contrary I will spend more time reviewing."

"Then... what if I want to invite you to Hogsmeade on the 14th?" Harry asked anxiously.