The Fate of Harry Potter

Located in the south of France, Leffer Manor is an ancient manor with a small area but exquisite and elegant decoration. The Leffer family can be found several hundred years ago, but because they have always been low-key and the family is not very prosperous, they have not left a deep impression on the world.

"Where is Kara's father now?" A handsome boy walked into the Lefeffer manor.

"The host is in the reception room"

Before the house elf named Kara could finish her speech, the boy headed straight to the reception room.

"Wait, Master, the master now has important guests."

But the boy didn't listen to what it was saying at all. He pushed open the door of the reception room with excitement.

"Father, do you know who I have met? You must not guess. I recognized her at a glance. It's really alike."

"Cretien, you are so rude. Didn't you see me having a guest here?" Bernardle Fifel felt a headache for his son's sudden intrusion. He was too indulging in him, which made him a little lawless at home now.

"I know you have a guest here, but I think you will be happy," Kreti Sailian continued to say what he wanted to tell his father, "It's Natea's father, it's Natea, I recognized it at a glance, and I heard her friend call her like this, so it must be her."

"It seems you've seen a little girl."

The reply was not Bernard LeFevre, but the visitor sitting opposite him, a blonde adult man, and two women were sitting next to him, one with long blonde hair and amazingly fair skin, and the other with long black curly hair, with a bright and charming appearance.

"You are" Cretien then looked at his father's guest carefully.

"Come here." Bernardle Feffer waved to Cretien and let him walk to his side. "Introduce you, this is my only son, Cretien." Then he turned to Cretien, "Cretien, this is the father of Nateya, Mr. Wardfield, and the two beside him are Mr. Narcissa Malfoy and Mrs. Olivia Zabini."

"You are Nateya's father" Kretien walked towards Ward excitedly.

"Cretien" Nadler Feffer angrily scolded.

"I'm so sorry," Kretien retreated, and then saluted Ward and the other two in a regular manner. "Hello everyone, your arrival really makes our manor shine."

"I'm glad to see you, Kretien," Ward said. "The last time I saw you, you were still held in your arms and listened to what you said just now. Have you seen Niteya already?"

"Yes, at the Quidditch World Cup, she should still stay there to continue watching the game, but I can't help but want to come back and tell my father the news." After saying that, Cretien turned to look at his father, "Father, she really looks so much like her when she was young. I almost confirmed it was her at first glance."

Bernardle Feffre patted his son's shoulder with a smile, but his eyes revealed a hint of sadness, "Netia is studying in Hogwarts now, I remember you are going to Hogwarts to participate in the Triple Championship this year."

"Three Strong Championship" Kretien was stunned for a moment, "Oh no, I rejected Ms. Maxim before. I want to write to her and tell her that I am going to participate."

Before the others could react, Cretien ran out in a hurry again.

"This kid is really," Bernardle Feffre shook his head helplessly.

After a few short days of rest, Quidditch's game continued, first with Ireland defeating Peru to enter the finals, then Bulgaria defeating France, so the World Cup championship will be born between Ireland and Bulgaria.

Draco was very happy with the victory of the Bulgaria team. On the way back, he kept praising Krum for how powerful and excellent Krum was. This was the first time that Nydia saw Draco show such admiration to others besides his father.

"Draco, Nitya, you two come to the reception room." Not long after they returned to the tent, Lucius stopped them, knowing that the answer they had been waiting for was coming now.

"You should be full of questions, right?" Lucius waved his hand and signaled the two to sit down.

Nitea and Draco looked at each other, and neither of them spoke first.

"Draco, do you have anything to ask?" Seeing that neither of them spoke, Lucius had to ask one by one.

"I want to know who you are loyal to" is Draco's most urgent question.

"Who is loyal to?" Lucius showed a sarcastic smile on his face. "For many people, they all believe that I am loyal to the Dark King. Of course, when he first showed his amazing strength and defended his pure-blooded status, I did support him. He has the ability and ambitions to bring the glory of pure-blooded wizards to higher people. I am willing to support and assist him in such a person, but" Lucius paused for a moment and looked at Nitya. "It didn't take too much time to find that he was too cruel and could not tolerate a trace of disobedience from others. There was no mercy on others in his heart. Nitya, I hope you can recognize this. If such a person really becomes the leader of our wizarding world, the entire wizarding world will be on the verge of danger, and everyone's survival is in his thoughts."

"As long as I can guarantee the status of my Malfoy family and the safety of my family, I don't mind being loyal to anyone, but the Dark Lord is obviously not a person who can truly guarantee the safety of my family, then I can't let him really reach that peak." Lucius looked at his son, "You ask who I am loyal to, I think the only one I really loyal to is always our family. Are you still satisfied with this answer?"

"I will definitely work hard for our family, father." Draco assured Lucius with a serious expression.

"What do you think of Nitya?" Lucius looked at Nitya again.

"Maybe some of our ideas are a bit different, but I never agree with his approach. In addition, my mother's death is inseparable from him, so I think our goals are the same." Niteya replied.

"Very good." Lucius nodded, "Next I want to tell you something. Although you won't be involved directly for the time being, I hope you are prepared for what may happen in the future."

Needia and Draco both nodded solemnly.

"Although we have already had speculation, all the recent signs indicate that the Dark Lord is about to make a comeback. He should have found a way to recover completely and is planning something to be completely restored." Lucius's expression became solemn, "We can't wait for him to complete this plan. We must figure out what he wants to do. You should have seen it recently. I have gathered some former Death Eaters companions. First, I want to see if these people are still loyal to the Dark Lord, and second, I plan to make some noise here after the game to see if it can lead the Dark Lord out."

"Here," Niteya wondered, "Do you think the Dark Lord is nearby? There are so many wizards gathered here. He has not fully recovered yet. If he appears here, he will not be able to take any advantage."

"I got some news that a staff member of the Sports Division of the Ministry of Magic has been missing for a while. The people in the Ministry of Magic did not pay attention to this matter, but I think her disappearance is very likely to be inseparable from the Dark Lord." Lucius continued. "After the final, you two will immediately take Brace and Michelle to the direction of the forest we came. No matter what happens, you don't come out. I will go to find you. Do you understand?"

Nitya and Draco nodded after listening to Lucius.

"Okay, I've said everything I need to say. You all go back to your room to rest," Lucius said.

After saying good night to Lucius, the two stood up and walked out the door. Draco turned around as he walked to the door and said to Lucius with a worried expression, "Father, you must be careful."

Lucius was stunned at first, then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Don't worry, I know the right way to do things."