HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

Avro looked at Harry with pity in her eyes.

For Harry, she always encountered his unknown vulnerability, and Harry's strong appearance made her feel even more distressed.

"Bring your hand here."

Avro applied the medicine to him gently, Harry stared at her profile stupidly, Avro blew on the back of his hand, Harry felt a chill on the back of his hand, but his heart felt warm.

"Does it hurt?" Avro looked at Harry. It was her first time to give medicine to someone, and she didn't know the severity.

"It doesn't hurt at all," Harry shook his head with a silly smile, "It's much better than Lockhart."

Avro glared at him and flicked his head, "Is it insulting to compare Lockhart to me?"

Harry just stared at her, staring at her beautiful face, and he felt a little aggrieved for no reason.

"I'm going to be in confinement tomorrow too." Harry couldn't help but confide.

Avro paused, "It's okay, just pretend to be sick."

"Pretending to be sick?" Harry was silent, "I don't know how to do it, but doesn't this mean I've given in?"

"The fight doesn't have to be this way. You will only make her proud." Avro looked into his eyes, "And I will feel sad."

The tips of Harry's ears were dyed red, and he nodded, "Okay, then I'll pretend to be sick."

"As long as you don't get punished by her again, the hand injury will be fine," Avro warned, "Remember to use white essence when you go back... Fortunately, I met you, otherwise there will definitely be scars if the treatment is not timely. .”

Harry nodded obediently and agreed to whatever she said.

After she packed up all her things, she left her name in the top column of the registration form.

"Aphro Greengrass, using white fresh essence, reason: injured by the crucible explosion."

"Okay, let's go." Avro smiled slightly and walked out of the hospital wing with Harry.

She returned him to the Gryffindor common room, and when Harry turned to leave, Aphra called to him.

"What sentence did she ask you to write?"

Harry turned back, his blue eyes were pure and clear, without any darkness or desire, "I can't lie."

Avro nodded, and then said seriously, "Okay, I understand, go to bed early, good night."

"Good night." Harry felt a lot more relieved, and his heavy heart felt lighter again.

He climbed into bed and fell asleep under the moonlight.

When he got up the next day, he and Ron worked frantically on homework before class.

"I was in confinement, what did you do?" Harry asked in surprise. He looked at Ron, who was writing furiously.

"I...I forgot to write yesterday." Ron was vague, his eyes flickering.

Harry knew that Ron had his own secrets.

"What about you, what did she punish you for yesterday's confinement?" Ron asked taking time out of his busy schedule.

Harry thought of last night, the way the girl gently held his hand and breathed softly, as if she was treating him as a treasure in the world.

Harry blushed quietly, and then pretended not to care, "I was punished by Umbridge for copying sentences."

Ron breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm just copying sentences, that's fine. Do you still want to go today?"

Harry shook his head, and just as he was about to say something, a Gryffindor classmate handed Harry a packet of things, "Someone said he could help you with this."

After the classmate finished speaking, he slipped away as if facing a formidable enemy.

Harry and Ron stared at the package. Harry opened it and found a candy.

Juanxiu's handwriting caught their eyes.

"Help you avoid the pain of being fined."

Harry felt like he was filled with honey. Before he could take a second look, Ron recognized the handwriting.

"Is this written by Aphra?" Ron's head came over before he could stop writing.

Harry put away the note and said, "Yes, she gave me some advice and saved me from Umbridge's punishment."

Ron was silent for a long time. When the two of them finished completing their homework, Professor McGonagall walked into the classroom.

"What did Umbridge punish you for?" Ron asked seriously. He stopped writing and looked at Harry.

Harry was also forced to stop writing. He had rarely seen Ron so serious. Hermione was often like this. If Ron was like this, it meant that the matter was serious.

"I……"

"If you just copy sentences, Avro and you won't think about escaping confinement." Ron sighed, "We will always support you, and I hope you won't hide it from us. If someone wants to kill you, they must Kill me first."

Harry's nose felt sore and he raised a sincere and soothing smile, "Thank you, buddy."

……

After the Transfiguration class, Harry had just walked to the door of the classroom when his vision went dark and he fell to the ground. A circle of students surrounded him. Professor McGonagall pushed aside the crowd in panic and squeezed in.

"Potter? Harry Potter?"

Those were the last words Harry could hear before he passed out.

……

"Dong dong dong." A Hufflepuff girl knocked on the door of Umbridge's office.

"Come in~" Umbridge called in a sweet voice.

"Professor," Umbridge's face darkened when she saw a Hufflepuff girl coming in. The girl ignored her expression and said to herself, "Professor McGonagall asked me to come over and tell you that Mr. Potter is sick. Now, in the medical wing, I’m afraid the confinement in the next few days won’t be possible.”

"This is the certificate issued by Professor McGonagall." The girl placed the document on Umbridge's desk with a normal expression.

"Sick? You were fine yesterday, but are you sick today?" Umbridge looked disbelieving. She took the parchment and observed it carefully.

The girl seemed to have expected it, so she answered Umbridge calmly, "Yes, he fainted immediately in Hufflepuff and Gryffindor class today, and everyone saw it."

"...I understand, it's none of your business, let's go." Umbridge waved her hand impatiently, and the girl walked out and closed the door.

Outside the office, Avro was waiting around the corner.

"Aphro," the Hufflepuff girl smiled at her, "I gave it to her. She took it with her own hands."

"That's good, thank you, Galani." Avro thanked her sincerely.

"It's okay, it's just convenient, and we all hate her very much-" Galani took a step forward and whispered to Aphra, "I believe in Cedric, he is back, so I will not listen to anything from the Ministry of Magic. Words."

"Well, you are wise." Avro thought, there may be many sober people in Hogwarts, but no one can connect them all yet.

"We must be prepared for battle at all times." Galani patted her shoulder, then took two steps back, turned and left.

Screams came from Umbridge's office, and Aphra smiled slightly and left.