The Fate of Harry Potter

During lunch time, Nitya kept cursing in a low voice while holding a knife and fork and cutting the potatoes in front of her into small pieces, as if what was in front of her was not a cooked potato.

, but Umbridge’s fat palm.

"If you want to eat mashed potatoes, you don't have to do it yourself. They are available there." Michelle looked at Nitya who was venting her anger at a loss.

"I don't want mashed potatoes! I just want to know how to get Umbridge out of school." Nydia cut the potatoes that had been cut into small cubes into smaller ones again, "She has succeeded.

Beat Rita Skeeter as the person I hate the most."

"Is it because she gave Snape a hard time in Potions class today?" Michelle asked, "You didn't react so much when she made trouble for Professor McGonagall before! Professor McGonagall is the dean of our college.

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"That's because she couldn't do anything to trouble Professor McGonagall! She was defeated by Professor McGonagall!" Nydia said unhappily. Professor McGonagall and Snape are different. Snape's

His background is completely different from that of Professor McGonagall, and his status as a former Death Eater will prevent him from being treated fairly.

"That can only be blamed on Snape's own inability to make Umbridge weak. If he dared to ridicule Umbridge as he usually does to us, I dare say he would definitely make Umbridge half angry to death.

"Michelle said.

"You don't understand at all! He can't be so rude to Umbridge!" If Snape is dismissed from his position as a teacher, he will lose his value to Voldemort, and he will no longer be able to serve Dumbledore.

Lido went to get information!

"I really don't understand why you appear to be more worried about their Head of House than any other Slytherin," Michelle said.

"Because in addition to being the Head of Slytherin, he is also our Potions teacher!" Nydia said to Michelle angrily, and then angrily threw down the knife and fork in her hand, "You can eat it slowly by yourself.

!I can’t eat anymore!”

Nydia left the restaurant angrily, and Michelle sat alone in silence. Her words were not directed at Snape, but since Nydia and Draco were together, she discovered Nydia's

She seldom talked about her worries to herself. Now that the Dark Lord was resurrected, she had no idea what Nydia was thinking or planning, and she felt very lost.

Nidia said she didn’t understand at all, yes! She really didn’t understand anything, that’s why she wanted to understand! That’s why she wanted Nidia to tell her what she knew and what her current plan was.

What exactly is it... Maybe it's because she is too weak, so Nidia feels that telling herself will not help her in any way!

Nydia left the restaurant angrily and it didn't take long for her to calm down. After calming down, she began to feel a little annoyed that the tone of her words to Michelle just now was so bad and that she shouldn't transfer her dissatisfaction to Umbridge. As for Michelle, she was worried about this matter throughout the ancient runes class, so she immediately ran towards the divination classroom as soon as the get out of class was over, wanting to apologize to Michelle.

She ran all the way to the North Tower, and met Michelle who had just come down the stairs from the divination classroom. Michelle was shocked by Nitya's sudden appearance. The schoolbag she was holding in her hand accidentally slipped from her hand, and the contents inside

Things were scattered all over the floor, and Nidia hurried forward to help her pick up the fallen things.

"Oops! I left my notes in the divination classroom!" Michelle packed up the scattered things, found that her notes were missing, and got up to go back to the classroom to get them!

"I'll go get it for you!" Nitya grabbed Michelle, "You pack your things first, and I'll get it for you!"

After saying that, Nidia hurriedly climbed up the stairs leading to the divination classroom. Since she did not take the divination class as an elective, this was the first time Nidia walked into this classroom that looked more like an attic. The curtains in the classroom were tightly closed.

It was closed, the lights were dim, and there were about twenty round tables placed around it. Around the round tables were placed calico armchairs and small futons.

"Who are you? You don't seem to be a student in my class. I have never seen you!" Professor Trelawney walked up to Nydia at some point. She was thin and thin, and her eyes were covered with a pair of big glasses.

It was magnified several times, so Nidia could clearly see that the edges of her eye sockets were red, as if she had just cried.

"Hello, Professor! I'm here to help my friend get her notes! Her name is Michelle Elaine!" Nydia said politely to Professor Trelawney.

"Notes! Michelle!" Professor Trelawney muttered while looking around, "Oh! It's here! It should be this one!"

Professor Trelawney staggered to a nearby round table, picked up a roll of parchment placed on it and handed it to Nydia.

"Thank you, Professor!"

Nydia reached out to pick up the parchment, but just when her hand touched Professor Trelawney's, Professor Trelawney suddenly took a deep breath, his eyes became blank, and his whole body

He fell back and sat upright in the armchair behind her!

"Professor, are you okay?"

Nydia tried to help Professor Trelawney up in fear, but Professor Trelawney suddenly opened her mouth and spoke in a very harsh voice, which was completely different from the voice she had just spoken.

"The descendants of the Dark Lord will eventually disappear into the black mist. In the not-too-distant future, a person she values ​​​​very much will leave the world forever. Pretended avoidance will ultimately lead to no escape from fate, and the withered soul will eventually reach its end."

After saying this, Professor Trelawney lowered her head to her chest, as if she had fallen asleep, but after a while she raised her head again, and her eyes regained their clarity.

"Oh! Am I asleep?" She shook her head in a daze, "By the way, notes! Here are you, take them quickly!"

Nydia was horrified by the scene that just happened! Looking at Professor Trelawney's hand reaching out again, she didn't know whether she should pick up the parchment again.

Seeing her hesitant look, Professor Trelawney urged again, "Get it quickly! My dear, I won't be able to have a good rest if you stay here!"

Nidia took the note carefully. This time nothing strange happened. She quickly turned around and ran out of the divination classroom with the note in hand.

"What took you so long?" Michelle had packed up her scattered things and was standing at the foot of the stairs waiting for Nitya. "I thought you couldn't find my notes! I was planning to go up to find you.

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"Your notes..." Nidia handed the notes to Michelle.

"What's wrong! Your face doesn't look good!" Michelle took the note and looked at Nidia who looked a little worried.

"What kind of person is Professor Trelawney?" Nydia asked Michelle. Before today, she had only seen Professor Trelawney from a distance at school banquets, and had never had close contact with him.

Pass.

"Professor Trelawney? In Hermione's words, she is an old liar! But I heard that she is the great-great-grandson of the famous fortune teller Cassandra Trelawney. Dumbledore thought she had the ability to see the prophets, so he let her come.

She teaches divination, but I think she may not have inherited this ability at all." Michelle said disdainfully, "But she may have been doing it not long ago. She seems to have been suspended by Umbridge. She has been there all day today.

My mood during the whole class was terrible, and I was crying there.”

Nydia lowered her head and remained silent, prophet? Could it be that what she just said was actually a prophecy? The descendant of the Dark Lord... should be referring to herself! 'In the not-too-distant future, a person she attaches great importance to

People will never die.' Does this mean that someone around her will die? The person she attaches great importance to...could it mean Draco! No! Nothing can happen to Draco! What should I do?' She pretended to avoid it.

...Withered souls...'What do these refer to? Nydia couldn't figure it out.

"Nitya! What's wrong with you?" Seeing that Nitya had been silent and her face became increasingly ugly, Michelle asked again worriedly.

"I...I'm fine..." Nydia came back from her thoughts. She was extremely panicked. She wanted to run back and ask Professor Trelawney, but looking at her just now, it seemed like she didn't even know what she was doing.

Know what you said...

"Okay..." Michelle's eyes were dim, and Nidia didn't want to tell herself, "If you have something on your mind that you want to talk about, you have to remember that I'm always here..."

Michelle was in a low mood, but Nydia was thinking about Professor Trelawney's words, so she didn't notice anything strange about Michelle.