The Fate of Harry Potter

Nydia walked to the last carriage of the train to find Harry and Ginny. In the same compartment with them were Neville and a blond girl. As soon as Nydia opened the compartment door, a smell like excrement came out.

A foul egg-like smell hit my face.

"You guys...what's going on!" Nidia pinched her nose with her hand and looked at the four people covered in green stinky juice in confusion.

"Yes...it's Mibu Mibao's self-defense mechanism." Neville raised the potted plant in his hand. There was a gray plant that looked like a cactus, but instead of being covered with spikes, it was covered with like-like thorns.

Boil-like pimples.

Neville turned to look at the other three people in the compartment and stammered, "I'm sorry... I haven't tried it before, and I didn't expect it to be like this. But fortunately, these juices are not poisonous."

"It doesn't matter, we can clean it easily." Ginny took out her wand and "Cleaned it up."

The stinky juice on the four people's bodies disappeared immediately, and the unpleasant stench in the compartment also dissipated.

"The effect is outstanding!" Nidia praised the effect of Ginny's spell. She walked into the cubicle, sat down next to Ginny, and asked her, "How was your summer vacation?"

"It's such a fulfilling and boring holiday. I have never cleaned for such a long time. Maybe my mother is worried that the few of us will try our best to eavesdrop on what they are discussing once we have some free time." Ginny

replied.

"Eavesdropping? What do you want to eavesdrop on?" Nydia asked curiously. Ginny's words seemed to mean that they spent the summer together.

"It's just..." Ginny stopped suddenly. She looked at Neville and another blond girl who was reading a book, and immediately changed the topic, "I thought you should be in the same compartment as Malfoy.

Why did a person run out?"

Nidia shrugged helplessly, "He is attending the prefects' meeting with Hermione and Ron right now! The prefects' private box is really amazing!"

"Malfoy is the prefect of Slytherin!" Harry's expression looked a little stiff, "Yes! I guess it will be him..."

"Do you know who the prefect of girls in Slytherin is? It's Pansy Parkinson! She can actually become a prefect! Really... I think Daphne is better than Pansy!" Nydia said to Pansy.

I have always been a little bit upset about the matter of becoming a prefect.

"Don't worry, even if she becomes a prefect, you will be a hundred times better than her! In terms of ability, you can definitely become a prefect, but..."

"It's just that the prefect of our college is Hermione!" Nydia took over what Ginny couldn't finish. "To be honest, if the prefect of our college was someone else, I might still wonder why not

I am a prefect, but if the prefect is Hermione, I have no such idea at all, because I only know that I will never be able to compare with Hermione in this aspect of learning."

"Yes! There is nothing wrong with Hermione becoming a prefect. I wouldn't be surprised if she became the president of the student union." Harry agreed, but his expression was still a little stiff.

"It's really not surprising that Hermione became a prefect, but I was surprised that the boys' prefect was actually Ron." Neville turned to look at Harry, "Actually, I always thought that Harry would be elected prefect."

"Don't say that... It's good for Ron to be a prefect." Harry said hurriedly, as if he was holding back something.

"Actually, everyone thinks so," Ginny said. "Fred and George even said that no one in their right mind would choose Ron."

"...Did they really say that!" Nidia was a little surprised. Although she was also surprised that Ron became a prefect, she still seemed too merciless to Ron by saying it so directly.

"I think Dumbledore definitely doesn't want to choose a troublesome person to be a prefect, so Ron is more suitable than me." Harry's expression looked a little impatient, "Can we stop talking about this topic?"

Harry was obviously very concerned about the matter of being a prefect. Nidia was too sensible to continue talking. Her eyes looked around in the cubicle, and finally her eyes rested on the man who had been sitting alone in the corner.

The girl looking at the magazine has blond hair that is messy and reaches her waist.

"Did you hold your book upside down?" When Nidia wanted to see clearly what magazine the girl was reading, she discovered that the magazine was actually being held upside down.

"I'm trying to find spells from ancient runes!" The girl put down the magazine. Her eyes bulged a little outward, which gave her a surprised expression. Her eyebrows were very light.

There is also a necklace made of butterbeer corks hanging around her neck, and the whole thing exudes a weird aura.

"This is Luna Lovegood. She is the same level as me, but in Ravenclaw." Ginny introduced to Nydia, and then she turned to Luna and said, "This is Nydia.

Arthur Field, who is in Gryffindor like me, is a year above us."

"Field! Is that the fake pure-blood family?" Luna stared at Nydia with wide eyes.

"What!" This was the first time Nidia heard someone commenting on the Field family like this, and she seemed a little surprised.

"Don't you know? A mixed-blood upstart wants to rely on gold galleons to make his family one of the twenty-eight sacred tribes, but this is impossible, isn't it! Unless the entire wizarding world can be turned upside down again."

Luna spoke in a light tone, and she didn't seem to think that what she said would make Nydia unhappy.

"What are the Twenty-Eight Sacred Tribes?" Harry asked curiously.

"They are the twenty-eight ancient pure-blood families in the wizarding world. The Weasley and Longbottom families where Ginny and Neville belong are both one of the twenty-eight holy families." Nydia explained to Harry coldly.

Turning to look at Luna, "I don't know where you heard this from, but I think I know my family better than you do."

"certainly!"

Luna smiled indifferently at Nidia, as if their chat just now was very pleasant, and then she retracted behind her magazine again. Nidia pursed her lips and said no more.

It felt like a punch with all its strength was finally hit on soft cotton. Although Luna's words made her unhappy, they did not reveal the slightest bit of sarcasm, which made Nidia unable to really express it to her.

Fire is coming.

"The Holy Twenty-Eight Tribes! This sounds very powerful." Harry asked with interest.

"It's nothing amazing, it's just the self-righteous sense of superiority of some wizarding families. My parents have always been dissatisfied that the Weasley family was included in the twenty-eight sacred clans!" Ginny said nonchalantly.

Nidia didn't speak. In fact, she didn't care about the twenty-eight sacred tribes or pure blood or non-pure blood. She was just a little unhappy with what Luna said.

At this time, the compartment door was pushed open, and Ron and Hermione walked in.

"I'm so hungry!" Ron shouted as he walked into the cubicle, and then he noticed Nydia was there, "Hello, Nydia!"

Perhaps in order to make up for his gaffe on the platform, Ron said "Hello" very seriously, but this made people feel very deliberate.

"Hello, Ron." Nidia replied casually. She was a little distracted because of Luna's words. "Since the prefects' meeting has ended, I will go back to my cubicle. See you all at school.

Bar!"

After saying that, Nidia left the cubicle. Ron looked at Nidia's leaving figure with some worry, "Did she leave because of me? I...I really didn't mean it, I didn't have anything else."

I mean, I also want to act more natural."

"Sit down! She's not because of you." Ginny pulled Ron to the seat, and then quietly glanced at him. Only then did Ron realize that there was a girl he didn't know in the compartment.

At the other end of the train, Draco wanted to leave immediately after the meeting. This meeting made him feel bored. Most of the time was spent congratulating them on becoming prefects and telling them what the burden on the shoulders of prefects was.

How heavy it is, the real work arrangements are just mentioned in passing.

"Draco, wait!" Pansy hurriedly called to Draco who was about to leave.

"What's the matter? If it's a patrol, I'll go there by myself later. I have to go back to the cubicle now." Draco replied impatiently.

"I hope you can stay away from Nydia, and it's best not to have anything to do with her anymore," Pansy said seriously.

"Are you kidding me? Why should I stay away from my girlfriend!" Draco couldn't help but snorted coldly. He didn't understand why Pansy could point fingers at his relationship with Nydia.

Click. He shook his head, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Because she is very dangerous." Pansy said eagerly when Draco was about to leave.

"What are you talking about?" Draco stopped and turned his head to look at Pansy warily. Did she know something by saying this?

"Do you remember the fake Moody last year? The dark wizard pretending to be a professor, he was helping Nidia!" Pansy's performance seemed a little nervous and scared, as if she was recalling something unpleasant, "Nidia

If you can get help from a dark wizard, it is very likely that she is also a dark wizard, and even if she is not, she must have some relationship with a dark wizard, so she is very dangerous, and you will get yourself into trouble if you stay with her."

So it was just because of Barty Crouch Jr.? Draco breathed a sigh of relief, "Who else have you told these words to?"

"No...no more." Pansy had been warned, so she never dared to mention it to others. Even now that Barty Crouch Jr. was dead, she was still worried that there would be someone behind Nitya.

other people.

"That's good! Don't mention this to other people anymore. This will make people think you have a brain problem. Having a prefect with a brain problem will bring shame to the entire Slytherin." After finishing speaking,

Draco ignored Pansy, turned around and left quickly.