The Fate of Harry Potter

After getting off the carriage, the changes in Field Manor were once again amazed Natea. If there was a change last time, then this time it was a complete change. Now the beauty of the entire garden is no less than that of Malfoy Manor.

"We built a whole row of arched racks over there, planted vine roses on both sides. Now they have grown a lot. It should be a few months before we have an arched corridor with full roses."

Mr. Field pointed to an arched passage not far away and said to Nitya. The passage was about seven or eight meters long, and the green vines had climbed halfway through the shelf. Nitya knew that what his father said must be him and Olivia. When he heard his father say this, Nitya couldn't help but smile secretly.

"Olivia is really good, isn't it?" Nitea said to her father.

"Yeah, she's someone who makes people happy easily." Mr. Field had a soft smile on his face.

Nateya stared at Mr. Field in surprise. It seemed that since he could remember, Mr. Field always looked sad. Although he would occasionally smile happily, the smile gave people a feeling that was too superficial, which was completely different from the heart-shaped smile he showed now.

When he walked into the house, Olivia had prepared a table of delicious food and warmly welcomed them back. This feeling was wonderful. Natea felt like she was going home for the first time. Of course, this place was originally her home, but it was no longer the cold big house, but a home that made people feel warm inside.

"I arranged Breth's room next to Nitea's room," Olivia said while dining, "Nitea, I hope you won't mind."

Brace originally thought that Nitya would be not satisfied with this arrangement. After all, she was provoking her when she was in the carriage just now, and was about to make a few jokes, but she didn't expect Nitya to speak first.

"No, I think this arrangement is very good."

Natea looked at Breth with a smile. For some reason, Natea's smile made Breth feel a little chilled on her back.

"It's great that you two can get along so well." Olivia looked at Nitya and Breth happily.

"Brees took good care of me when he was in school," Nitea said to Olivia. "He has a very good relationship with my best friend Michelle."

"Nitia's relationship with my good friend Draco is also very good," Brace said immediately without wanting to be outdone.

"I noticed this last Christmas," Olivia said.

"Draco is my boyfriend." Nitea admitted generously.

As soon as Niteya finished speaking, Olivia immediately turned to look at Mr. Field in surprise. She knew that Mr. Field had always been a baby to Niteya's daughter.

"I just learned about this on the platform." Mr. Field sighed helplessly.

"Draco is a good kid, I think he will be good to Nitya," Olivia said to Mr. Field with a smile, then looked at Nitya again, as if she was worried that this would cause the father and daughter to clash.

"I think we can have a good talk after dinner about this matter," Mr. Field said to Niteya.

"Okay, father."

After dinner, Olivia was in charge of cleaning up the dining table, Breth went to sort out his new room, and Natea and Mr. Field came to the study.

"Tell me about your affairs, how did the Malfoy boy cheat my daughter away?" Mr. Field sat on the sofa. "I remember I told you before that you should think about your relationship carefully. Now the result is that you have decided after you have figured out."

"Yes, father, this is our decision after we have figured it out." Natea told her father about Draco saving himself from the claws of the winged beast of the Eagle-headed Horse-body, and about giving up the Golden Snitch to catch him in the Quidditch final.

"I didn't even know that so many dangerous things had happened, and you didn't even write to tell me this." Mr. Field frowned.

"Sorry, my father, I didn't say it because I didn't want you to worry about me, and I wasn't really hurt in these things." Niteya looked at her father apologetically.

Mr. Field did not continue to worry about these things that had happened. He thought for a while and said, "Did you tell him all about your own life experience?"

Niteya nodded, "But it wasn't what I told him directly, Draco guessed it himself."

"Young feelings sometimes make people blind. When he really wants to face them, he may not be as brave as he is now." Mr. Field looked at Nitya and said, "I'm not exaggerating, but I just don't want you to have too high expectations and will be sad and disappointed in the end."

"I believe in him, and I can understand even if he finally chose to leave." Nateya was not unfair about the situation her father said, but she didn't want to be afraid to try because of this worry.

Mr. Field sighed lightly, "If that boy really made you sad, I wouldn't let him go."

The father's concern moved Natea, and she hugged Mr. Field's neck and said, "Thank you, father."

"Okay, go back to your room to rest." Mr. Field gently patted Nitya on the back.

"Well." Nateya stood up, then turned her head and said, "If you want to hold a wedding with Olivia, then you must choose the holiday I can come back, and I don't want to miss it."

After saying that, Natea ran away from the study without waiting for Mr. Field to respond.

When she returned to her room, her luggage had been tidied up by the house elf. Yi Wan was sleeping on her bed. It seemed that she had been sleeping longer than before. Nateya didn't care too much, because Yi Wan herself was a very quiet cat.

Descending on her bed, Nateya began to sort out what she needed to do. In addition to the holiday homework assigned by the school, she also had to make some wolf poison potions for Lupin, and then her ancient Rune literature and Animagus's practice list sent by Sirius. If she wanted to watch the Quidditch World Cup with Draco later, she would have to handle everything she needed to do during this period.

The first thing to be affected is the wolf poison potion, which is very important to Lupin and cannot be delayed, and then it is the holiday work. The order sent by Sirius Nateya roughly read it on the train. The conditions inside are almost harsh and cannot be achieved in a short while, so you can put it aside first and then discuss it with Draco.

From the second day of the holiday, Netiya was busy, either making various potions or writing holiday homework. At the same time, she did not forget to add a little hiccup water and nonsense drinks to Breth's soup and tea from time to time. Olivia was confused by the situation that Breth had appeared one after another, but Mr. Field saw through the truth at a glance. He privately warned Netiya to let her stop, otherwise it would probably hurt Olivia's heart.

Before he knew it, more than half a month had passed. Natea found that Draco had not sent him a letter in the past half month. Unable to stop worrying, Natea took the initiative to send a letter to Draco to ask about his recent situation, but after waiting for several days, he could not receive his reply. For this, Natea was inevitably angry.

Malfoy Manor

Narcisa pushed the door and walked into the bedroom. Lucius hurriedly lowered her rolled-up sleeves to cover the mark on her arm.

"Is that mark started again?" Narcisa looked at her husband worriedly.

"Yes." Seeing that it was impossible to hide it, Lucius had to admit, "Although it is not obvious yet, don't worry too much. He is not in a state of climate yet, but he should have already made plans. I will go to Field Manor in two days to talk to Ward about this matter."

Lucius stroked his wife's head and kissed her gently on her forehead, "I want Ward to contact France. If possible, you can go there and avoid it in a while."

"No, I won't go past, I won't leave anyway." Narcisa shook her head firmly.

"You are safe, so I can handle the matter here with peace of mind." Lucius persuaded.

"But I can't feel at ease then." Narcisa's attitude was still firm.

Lucius sighed, "After so many years, I still can't do anything to you."

Narcisa snuggled in her husband's arms, "If you're going to Field Manor, bring Draco with you."

"Do you want Draco to start participating in these things now?" Lucius looked down at his wife in confusion. He remembered that she had always opposed Draco's intervention too early.

"No, I'm not letting him participate in your conversation with Ward, but you have to save our parchment, Draco is almost exhausted." A smile appeared on Narcisa's face.

"Parchment" Lucius frowned, not understanding what his wife meant.

"I guess he probably wanted to write a letter, but he has never been able to write a letter that satisfies himself enough." Narcissa chuckled, "His heart probably had already flown to Field Manor."

"Hmph, no prospect"

"Yes, I don't know who it looks like." Narcissa looked at her husband with some smugness.