Avro was holding the kitten that Oliver was raising, sitting on a bench with the sun slanting. One person and one cat were basking in the sun quite comfortably, enjoying the leisurely weekend time. Oliver was also sitting on the bench, but far away from Aphra, and another person could squeeze into the empty seat in the middle.

"So cute." Avro smoothed Lucky's fur and half-squinted her eyes, exactly the same as Lucky's expression.

"It's very cute. I'm so lucky to have it." Oliver said this sincerely. He had never thought that he would raise a kitten before, but out of an inexplicable impulse, he raised it.

Maybe it was because the kitten was so pitiful, or maybe it was because someone's actions at that time were too gentle and unforgettable.

"I'm talking about you being cute." Avro blinked and managed to see Oliver's slowly turning red face, and she smiled inwardly.

"W-what?" Oliver was at a loss and didn't know how to answer her.

Hey.

"You heard wrong." Avro replied seriously.

"Ah... oh."

Oliver was a little depressed, rather like a puppy that didn't get any praise.

Avro smiled and lowered her head, focusing on combing the cat's hair.

"I'm going to train later. Do you want to play with it? Or do you want to put it back in the cat house?"

"I'm going to watch you train." Avro said smoothly. She didn't want to work hard today, she just wanted to lie down.

It's rare to have such good weather and a day without classes, so I might as well give myself a holiday.

"Okay!" Oliver agreed immediately.

The two of them and the cat walked harmoniously towards the Quidditch pitch. Only then did Aphra take a serious look at Oliver. He was wearing a fiery red Quidditch uniform, which showed off his tall and tall figure. You can imagine him playing in the game. How healthy it is.

The Gryffindor Quidditch players were a little confused when they saw Aphra next to Oliver.

"This is Avro, she's here to watch me train." Oliver said sheepishly.

Fred and George looked at each other, both confused. What do you mean, when did Oliver get involved with Aphra? How many unknown things does she have?

Harry was quite puzzled as to why she had such a good relationship with everyone but not him. She could stand next to other Gryffindors, but she couldn't stand next to him.

Angelina thought about it, under what circumstances, the captain actually let a Slytherin watch their game? Isn't he afraid of being stolen from others?

"Hello everyone~" Aphra smiled sweetly and immediately captured the hearts of the three female Gryffindor players. "Don't worry about me. I'll just sit and watch."

"Let's go." Oliver smiled.

Angelina shook her head quietly, "It's hopeless, you're smiling so stupidly."

The Gryffindor group hadn't gone very far when they met the guys they didn't want to see.

The captain of Slytherin is much bigger than Oliver, but Oliver is not far behind in terms of momentum.

"Snape specifically gave us permission to use the Quidditch pitch." He swung out a piece of parchment and threw it towards Oliver. Oliver caught the parchment and took the players to read it.

The more he looked, the more he frowned.

"To train your new players? Who is it? What stupid guy?" Fred asked with a smile.

"Draco," Marcus, the Slytherin captain, announced, flashing his broom, and the team members did the same in a tacit and feigned nonchalance.

Nimbus 2001, which the entire team has.

Draco raised his head proudly and squeezed to the front. He was about to show off when he was suddenly stunned, "Aphro?"

Avro scratched his head, "Hi~"

"What are you doing with them?" Draco suddenly felt that he seemed to have won, but in fact he had lost.

"She came to see me train." Oliver replied immediately.

"Looking at you? Just you?" Draco frowned, looking him up and down.

"It's just me." Oliver was dissatisfied, "But we applied for the right to use the Quidditch pitch first, how can we give it to you?"

"We have special approval from professors,"

"We train at this time every year, every time." Oliver clenched his fists.

"We have special approval from professors."

"No..." He was furious, "Can't you change your words?"

"We have Nimbus 2001."

"..."

Hermione and Ron noticed the movement here and ran over quickly.

Draco looked at them, opening his mouth to speak.

"Okay, okay, don't quarrel anymore, I will be sad if anyone quarrels, okay?" Avro quickly tried to make peace and stood in the middle.

Ron was a little confused and didn't know what they were doing.

"Then tell me, how to solve this matter?" Draco deliberately made things difficult for Avro. This obviously had nothing to do with her, but he still wanted to ask her.

This is asking, who are you helping?

Avro didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Fred said lazily, "Is she one of your team members? What weight does her words carry? Marcus, you are the captain of Slytherin, so you should just talk."

George also chimed in, "Yes, we have to have a good time with you today."

The flames of war were attracted, and Avro silently withdrew from the dispute between them.

She silently thanked Fred and George.

Oliver looked a little disappointed, but he didn't want to force Aphra to make a choice. He shook his head and had to give in, "Let's go back and come back tomorrow to get the approval form from Professor McGonagall."

"Huh?" Everyone was a little shocked. They didn't expect that Oliver would give up the training opportunity so easily, but after all, Slytherin had Snape's charter, and they couldn't compete, so they might as well not waste time.

Draco wanted to hold Avro's hand, but found that she was holding a chubby little white cat in her arms.

"Isn't it tiring to hold such a fat one?" Draco asked in confusion, "It's not like it can't walk on its own."

"Why do you think it's so fat?" Avro asked. After thinking about it, she stopped Oliver and said, "Oliver."

Oliver turned around in confusion, only to realize that he had forgotten Lucky. He took Lucky from Avro's arms, and Lucky struggled reluctantly twice, grabbing Avro's arms. A lock of hair.

Oliver hesitated for a few moments, then raised his hand to tie it up for her.

The team members shook their heads behind the two men with joking expressions, oh, except Harry.

Also unhappy was Draco. He crossed his arms and was about to continue reading when Marcus called out twice, "Draco? Are we going to train?"

"Aphro, come with me to training." Draco called to Avro.

Aphra watched Oliver and the others leave, then looked back at Draco, "Huh? What did you say?"

"I said……"

"Hey, Aphra, make it easy for me to find." Cedric strode over here, holding a stack of information in his arms, "About the things you showed me...oh, did I bother you? ?”

"It's okay, let's find an empty classroom to talk." Avro waved her hands, it seemed like she was going to be forced to work hard today.

Draco was dragged away by Marcus, thinking angrily in his heart, the hateful colorful world...

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