HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

The lady in sunglasses smiled proudly and pulled Aphra back. Oliver looked at her in shock and had nothing to say.

Although she didn't know what a galleon was, it was her nature to bargain.

"It has nothing to do with me, but I can't bear it." The lady in sunglasses said righteously, "Okay, you can do the math. I'll see what you can figure out."

"...Then you also tell fortunes?" the old man asked. He finally caught a few people and insisted on picking them up. "There are discounts for groups."

"Really?" the lady in sunglasses said excitedly, "Then... that's okay, you give it to the little girl first, and I'll line up... Do you want a 20% discount?"

"15% off."

"This little girl is a repeat customer. Is there no discount for old customers? I am a new customer. Is there no discount for new customers?" The lady in sunglasses asked the old man with her arms folded.

Avro and Oliver stood aside obediently, stunned. What kind of magical operation is this?

They couldn't say anything, so they could only look left and right, and applaud the lady in sunglasses.

The old man pinched his beard and wanted to roll his eyes and curse, but he held back.

Making money is not easy, the old man is angry.

"Wait a minute, I'll write it down for you." The old man found a stone and took out a piece of paper and a pen from his arms. He kept stroking his beard and shaking his head.

He pinched his fingers from time to time and stared at Aphra.

A quarter of an hour later, he handed a piece of paper filled with words to Aphra, "Read it again when you go back, alone, remember."

"...Okay sir," Avro took the paper, and the old man nodded with a smile.

"It's my turn." The lady in sunglasses said impatiently.

The old man's smile faded, "Come on."

Avro raised her eyebrows and was not in a hurry to pull Oliver away. She folded the paper and put it in her pocket, pretending to chat with the old man casually, "Sir, where do you come from? Who did you learn this divination from?" ?”

"Don't mention the teacher's sect outside, so as not to bring shame to the sect." The old man shook his head with a firm attitude.

"...If you don't mention it, how can I rest assured about your quality?" Avro looked at the lady in sunglasses, "right? We, the customers, are all worried."

"That's right, you can't handle it, you're embarrassed to say it, right?" The lady with sunglasses pushed up her sunglasses and asked the old man.

"...Huaxia," the old man blew his beard, "a mysterious organization in China, unknown to mortals."

"Mortal?" Oliver couldn't help but ask.

"What Muggle means." The old man explained briefly.

"Muggle..." Avro probably understood a little bit. The old man must be a Chinese wizard... When she has the chance, she must go and experience it.

"What mortal, Muggle?" the lady in sunglasses asked, "I..."

The old man snapped his fingers, and the lady in sunglasses stopped talking.

Avro guessed that he must have used Oblivion.

The old man was so smart that he rubbed his hands with a smile, "Okay, I'm satisfied... Little girls and boys, please don't tell anyone from the Zhanlu Bureau. We have regulations that prohibit the use of spells on mortals."

"The war is over?" Avro frowned.

"What the Ministry of Magic meant." The old man curled his lips, "I accidentally let it slip. Oh, it doesn't matter."

Avro and Oliver looked at each other, but they said nothing.

"After all, don't stay here any longer. Let's go quickly. Don't disturb me... Young man, if your career is not going well, I have a red rope bracelet here, 10 galleons." The old man glanced at them, and then saw Oliver directly. , his eyes lit up and he said happily.

"How do you know?" Oliver was shocked.

"Of course, I'm a professional."

The old man smiled slightly and handed a red rope bracelet to Aphra, "Little girl, buy one for your lover. It's not expensive."

"Lover?" Oliver stammered, his face turning red.

Avro didn't refute, with a vague smile on her face.

Comparing the two of them, Oliver seemed more embarrassed.

"You only tell fortunes for five galleons. Why are the things you sell so expensive?" The lady in sunglasses was unhappy and asked, "Is there any chance of marriage? I want one for my daughter."

"Okay, 19 yuan, just for good luck and long-term success." The old man was happy, business will come now?

Avro silently handed over ten Galleons, "The one with the red string."

She paid another Galleung for her divination, thanked him and took Oliver away.

"No..." Oliver was surprised. Avro paid so readily? He licked his lips, feeling excited and doubtful at the same time.

How could that old man know at a glance that he knew Legilimency?

While Oliver was still full of doubts, Avro had already put the red string on Oliver's wrist, "It went smoothly."

Oliver looked down at the bright red on his wrist and smiled shyly at Aphra, "Okay."

The two left side by side, and the lady in sunglasses continued to chat with the old man.

……

"Do you really believe that old man?" Oliver blinked his big innocent eyes and asked Aphra.

Avro nodded, "Believe, you can believe a little, it's not a loss anyway... the Chinese wizard... If there is a chance in the future, I can understand it."

She looked at Oliver again, "When will you have training?"

"Probably the day after tomorrow, to prepare for the new season." Oliver replied.

"Okay, I'll leave the day after tomorrow." Avro agreed, "...By the way, your team shouldn't prohibit outsiders from living in it, right?"

"They're all single rooms, so that's okay..." Oliver then thought about it, what does Aphra mean that she wants to move in?

Isn't this not good?

……

In the room, Oliver tidied the bedding - he replaced them all with new ones, he was extremely diligent.

Avro stood next to him in her pajamas, brushing her teeth and watching.

"It's just a quilt, should I sleep on the sofa?" Avro asked inarticulately.

"Of course I fell asleep..." Oliver waved his hand, "How could I let you sleep?"

Avro sneered, picked up the wand from the table, and cast an expansion spell on it, and the bed became much larger, allowing two people to sleep on it without disturbing each other.

Another copying spell, and there is an extra quilt.

"Fool."

Oliver smiled sheepishly at her, and Aphra raised an eyebrow, then turned and entered the bathroom.

When Aphra came out again, Oliver was already lying under the quilt, motionless and extremely well-behaved.

"..." Avro was puzzled, Avro didn't understand.

She walked over calmly and opened her own quilt.

Feeling the other party's steady breathing, there was a moment of silence in the room.

Avro closed her eyes and slowed down her breathing.

Oliver peeked over and saw her closing her eyes in a daze, and he happily raised his hand to observe the red rope on her wrist.

"Does it look good?" Avro opened her eyes at some point and laughed.

"..." Oliver moved his hand away guiltily, and Aphra held his wrist and pulled it in front of him to admire, "It's really beautiful."