HP: I was doing all sorts of things at Hogwarts

Aphra held her chin, "Crown? What crown?"

"It's something from Rowena," Qiu replied, "Actually, I've heard this saying too."

"But we haven't seen it, and we don't know." Qiu continued to add.

Luna shook her head, "Someone knows."

"Who?" Avro asked curiously.

Luna thought for a moment, "Is this important to you?"

"It's not to me," Avro said sternly, "It's also important to Harry and the DA."

Luna nodded and stood up, "Come on, I'll take you there."

Avro followed Luna, and the two came to a tower. The two stood far apart, and Luna pointed at the ghost.

Aphra recognized this, this was Ms. Grey, "What's wrong? Ms. Grey, the ghost of Ravenclaw, right?"

"Yes, her real name is Helena Ravenclaw."

Avro looked at Luna and blinked in surprise.

Of course she knew that Luna was not joking, and Aphra began to think about how to chat with Ms. Helena.

"Thank you Luna, maybe you know each other?"

Luna shook her head, "She doesn't pay much attention to people."

Aphra took a step forward and walked up to Ms. Gray, "Madam, I would like to ask, do you know where Ravenclaw's diadem is?"

Ms. Gray glanced at her and saw the Slytherin badge on her chest, and she seemed to think of something bad.

"You Slytherins... I will never trust you again." Ms. Gray was no longer calm, she turned angrily.

No, what happened to her? Why didn't even Slytherin trust her?

"A Bloody Barrow, a Riddle," Helena gasped and drifted a little further away.

...That's all their fault. In all conscience, she is much better than the two of them.

Avro asked hesitantly: "Barrow?"

"I stole my mother's crown and left her, and Barrow liked me for a long time. Before my mother died, she asked Barrow to get me back, but Barrow killed me in a moment of excitement."

what?

This was too exciting for the moment.

Avro resisted the urge to twitch the corners of her mouth, and didn't know how to comfort her.

But she had obviously scolded enough, and she thought of another Slytherin, and became angry again.

Avro: ...Don't be angry. Being angry is not good for you. She is different from those Slytherins.

Other Slytherins lie and kill people, they are bad. I am not a liar, I am good to myself.

"Tom Riddle?" Avro probably understood. Maybe it was Tom who coaxed out the whereabouts of the crown and deceived Helena.

Helena crossed her arms with a somewhat remorseful expression.

"It's okay, he's the kind of guy who likes to lie," Avro frowned, "How about... I let you vent your anger and you tell me the whereabouts of the crown?"

"Do you want to be like him?" Helena asked angrily.

"No, I want to deal with Voldemort." Aphra said sincerely.

Helena glanced at her, and Avro thought for a while, "Well... I can give you a piece of Tom's soul to let you vent your anger."

"Tom's soul?" Helena frowned, what do you mean? Why did she suddenly not understand people's words?

"By some chance, I happened to keep a little piece of his soul."

Avro stretched out her hand, "If you don't believe me, you can trust Dumbledore. How about I take you to Mr. Dumbledore?"

"Dumbledore? I have been at Hogwarts for so long, and Mr. Dumbledore is really the most trustworthy." Helena reluctantly agreed.

She put her hand weakly on Avro's outstretched hand, and Avro immediately felt a coolness on her hand, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Taking Helena to Dumbledore's office, Dumbledore was a little surprised at first, but then quickly understood that Aphra had found something.

She's a really strong action person, isn't she?

Although Helena couldn't drink tea, Dumbledore still prepared one for her, which made Helena feel valued.

"Before I died, I hid the crown in the Albanian forest." Helena was then willing to reveal the whereabouts of the crown. "But, I told Riddle later."

Dumbledore and Avro looked at each other.

"Voldemort has a very strong sense of belonging to Hogwarts." Dumbledore guessed, "He came to me specifically after graduation to ask for the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Avro said "Ah", oh~ what you can't get will be destroyed.

"I know. Riddle said that he knows there is a place in Hogwarts where nothing will be discovered." Helena quickly added.

Avro nodded, "I understand, we will find the crown."

She thought again, "Mr. Dumbledore, wasn't Voldemort's soul split? But Tom is not dead yet. Although he only has a trace of soul left, he is also Voldemort's soul."

"Do you suspect...?"

"I'm worried that if he doesn't die, Voldemort's soul won't be completely eliminated."

Avro raised her head slightly, "So, it's better to cut the grass and get rid of the root."

Before Dumbledore could speak, Avro sincerely persuaded him, "There can be no chance of him making a comeback. As long as he still has a trace of his soul, I won't feel at ease."

"He has no memory after the age of 16." Dumbledore said.

Avro clicked on the table, "But he knew how to kill when he was 16 years old. He killed Myrtle at that time. He has never been a good person."

"I thought you liked him..."

Avro's body leaned back slightly, she liked a ghost, and she had no shortage of men, let alone men who could bite.

"I don't like it." Avro said simply, "Quick, will you kill me or shall I?"

She said, looking at Helena regretfully, "It's a pity that Helena can't kill people."

Helena: ...Slytherins are all crazy. She wasn't kidding. It's a bit scary. She has been left a huge shadow by Slytherin in her life, and she still has to see this when she becomes a ghost.

too frightening.

……

Avro took Tom out of the ring, but before Tom could react, he was thrown over his shoulder.

He was thrown to the ground, Avro's foot stepped on his shoulder, Tom's eyes widened, and he didn't know anything.

He struggled to glance around and saw Helena next to him. He still remembered that it was the ghost of Ravenclaw, and he had been getting close to her during his lifetime.

"What are you..." All this happened so suddenly that Tom didn't know how to react to escape this disaster.

But Aphra is determined to kill him, and Aphra won't listen to anything he says.

"You have been influencing me and intending to make me have evil thoughts of killing people. I can feel it." Avro revealed what he had hidden for a long time, and Tom was speechless for a moment.

"Well, as you wish, I'm going to kill someone," Avro asked with a smile, "Who do you think I'm going to kill?"

"..." He didn't want to guess.

He really didn't want to guess.

But he also knew that he was going to die.

"You claim to be righteous and bright, but aren't you still going to kill people?" Tom sneered coldly, hoping that she would change her mind, "Your hands are still stained with sin."

When did she claim to be righteous and bright?

Looking at Tom's handsome face, Avro rolled her eyes at him.

"Is there something wrong with you?" Avro couldn't help but ask, "Why, you are allowed to kill people, but I am not allowed to do justice for heaven?"

Avro was too lazy to talk to him. She would not be brainwashed by Tom. It was a kindness of hers to keep Tom for so long.

However, she also had to thank him. If it hadn't been for him drinking the liquid in the cave, I'm afraid things with Regulus wouldn't have been easy.

Thanks also to Tom for letting her learn the Death Curse.

Thank you very much.

A green light emitted from Avro's wand and penetrated Tom's chest.

In an instant, Tom's body turned into a wisp of gray smoke.

This small piece of soul eventually dissipated.

No more.

Avro put away her wand, "Professor, did I learn the Death Curse well?"

Dumbledore was a little ashamed, he was old.

"Professor, I have done a lot for you, do I need some reward?" Avro asked Dumbledore with a smile.

Dumbledore stroked his beard and said, "Ah, I promised a long time ago that if it is something within my ability, I will do it."

"Thank you, Professor," Avro winked, "Then I'll leave first. I wish you a sweet dream, sir."

"Same for you." Dumbledore sighed slightly after Aphra turned around. He could no longer keep up with the young man's thinking.

……

Although Draco was still worried about his father, he had no choice but to realize how dangerous Voldemort was around him and how capricious Voldemort was.

If you stay around him, you are in danger of losing your life at any time.

Christmas is coming,

Draco was taken back to Greengrass' house for Christmas by Aphra.

Draco couldn't go back to his home, and Aphra couldn't bear to leave him in school.

When Avro took Draco home, her parents were stunned. The two younger sisters followed behind their elder sister and shrugged as usual.

Mia packed a guest room for Draco, but Draco refused to sleep in the guest room.

He insisted that Avro's house was too big and he was afraid to live in it.

"My family is older?" Avro sneered, sitting on the chair, turning to look at Draco lying on his bed, "Tell your conscience, are you afraid?"

Draco clutched his chest and exaggeratedly yelled, "I'm so scared. Without my sister, I'm really scared."

"..." Avro rolled her eyes at him, "Okay, you can sleep."

After Aphra got into bed, Draco consciously got into her quilt and put his arms around her waist.

Avro turned around, the two were facing each other, and Draco suddenly slowed down his voice.

"Are we going to be okay?"

"Yes." Avro closed her eyes and answered affirmatively.

"Will we win too?" Draco asked worriedly.

"Yes." Avro answered him patiently, already feeling a little sleepy.

Gradually, Avro fell asleep, her breathing steady and soothing.

Before falling asleep, Avro thought vaguely that it was indeed warmer under the quilt between the two of them.

……

All the destroyable Horcruxes were destroyed, leaving only one snake that could not be touched.

So what can be done?

Avro sat in front of Dumbledore, with Harry sitting on her right.

Very familiar configuration.

But there was one more person, one more Draco.

Draco didn't understand, and at the same time he was a little scared. What virtue and ability could he have, sitting here.

I have never been invited to tea by Dumbledore in my life.

"You're welcome, treat it like your own family." Avro said casually.

Draco: ...Is there a possibility that his home is no longer his home and is a Death Eater base?

It’s really scary when the family grows!

Unlike Voldemort, who doesn't even have one in his own family, he only specializes in robbing other people's homes.

Draco was shocked when the idea came to him.

He quickly dismissed the idea, "By the way, what's wrong?"

Was there something he needed to come to...about his father?

"How is my father...?" Draco asked hurriedly.

"He's squatting in Azkaban." Harry choked unceremoniously, "Don't worry, he can't even get into the Daily Prophet now, which means he's fine."

Draco glanced at him and resisted the urge to choke back. After all, he had something to ask of Dumbledore and the others.

Avro hissed and suddenly took Draco's left arm. Draco was unaware of it and she succeeded.

A ferocious Dark Mark was revealed, and Draco shrank his hand.

Harry's eyes widened.

"Don't think that because you were carrying me behind your back when you were getting dressed, I didn't know you had this thing on your hands..."

Avro thought quietly.

"?" Harry couldn't help but stood up, "What? Get dressed? Do you live together?"

"That's not the point." Aphra said with shame. The harem was on fire. "The point is that Voldemort can feel something through the Dark Mark. So, Draco, don't listen to this plan."

Draco didn't refute, he knew that Avro was right.

"You only need to know that I am chasing you and want to rescue your father for you. You also need to know that I have a locket in my hand."

Aphra told Draco, "You don't want to reveal this to Voldemort inadvertently, okay?"

"Okay." Draco nodded in agreement.

He was a little puzzled.

……

Is this a... play?

All I could say was that Harry took off the ring and began to feel Voldemort's emotions.

Ever since he put on the improved ring, Voldemort could no longer sense his emotions and thoughts.

But in order to take the initiative and prevent Voldemort from discovering the clues, Harry would take off the ring every once in a while to let him feel something.

That way Voldemort wouldn't be suspicious.

Harry took off the ring and tried to act so that Voldemort could understand what he was thinking.

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Aphra is going to jail because she likes Draco Malfoy, and she learns that Malfoy's father is in Azkaban.

For Malfoy, she would risk her life.

To be honest, this is a stupid idea.

But there is no way, I really like her, I can't watch her go alone, should I accompany her?

She doesn't want me to follow her at all...but I can't ignore her!

"..."

Voldemort rubbed his temples with a headache. He had really had enough of this bitch.