The Fate of Harry Potter

"I don't want to see a speck of dirt on the floor in this entire foyer before dinner starts."

After the afternoon class, Nydia came to Filch's office to accept her punishment. Filch brought her here as if he had planned it for a long time. Filch smiled cunningly and left to clean.

After using the tools, he left. This foyer is the only way for students to go to the restaurant after class. Usually Filch himself needs to spend a lot of time cleaning this place.

Nidia sighed. She had never done this kind of work before. Her only cleaning experience was the last time she helped Ron clean the trophies and medals in the medal display room. But just because she has never done it doesn't mean she doesn't know how. She used to work in Field.

When she was at the manor, Nydia would watch the house elves Kira and Maggie clean up when they had nothing to do. She still knew what to do, and without hesitation for too long, Nydia started cleaning.

As dinner time approached, the ground had been cleaned spotlessly by Nidia. In this cold winter, a slight sweat broke out on her skin due to cleaning. Looking at the fruits of her hard work, Nidia still felt

I feel quite accomplished. Footsteps have begun to be heard in the corridor in the distance. There must be students going to the restaurant to eat.

Nidia began to pack up the cleaning tools. The students passing by one after another cast strange looks at Nidia. Nidia tried hard not to pay attention to their looks and concentrated on doing her own thing. She just wanted to be able to do it as soon as possible.

Leave this place because there are more and more people there.

"oops"

An exclamation caught Nidia's attention. She turned her head and looked, and a scene she didn't want to see appeared in front of her.

"I was so careless. This bottle of ink is very expensive." Pansy pretended to look at the ink that had been knocked over on the ground with regret.

A whole piece of ink was spilled on the floor that had been cleaned by Nidia. This scene made Nidia feel angry in her heart, but she couldn't let it out, she had to endure it, like last night's

The feeling of losing control made her feel a little scary, so she could only pick up the tools again and go to the ink area to clean it up.

"I'm so sorry, Nitya, I really didn't mean it." Pansy stood with her arms folded and watched Nitya clean, "I forgot to tell you, my bottle of ink is special, ordinary scrubbing is

It can't be wiped off, but fortunately you are not a squib like Filch. You can use magic. Oops, I forgot, you can't use magic to clean it. What should I do?"

Although Pansy tried her best to look panicked and worried, the smile she couldn't help but revealed her true inner emotions. Nidia wiped the ink marks on the ground vigorously, without any loss.

signs of lightness.

"It seems that you have to wait until its magic effect wears off before cleaning it. I remember it took about six hours, but it was already late at night at that time." Pansy looked at the man who wanted to wipe away the ink traces with a proud look on his face.

Nydia.

“Cleaned up like new”

The spell caused the ink traces on the ground to quickly separate from the ground, and then gradually disappeared into the air. Nydia looked back and saw that Draco was the one who cast the spell, and Blaise came with him.

"Draconitia cannot be cleaned up with spells." Pansy reminded Draco unhappily.

"Yes, she can't use magic, but no one said I can't. I see this ink stain on the ground as an eyesore and want to clean it up. What's wrong?" Draco glared at Pansy.

"You" Pansy was so angry that she couldn't speak. She looked at Draco with an expression of anger and grievance.

"If there's nothing else, please leave immediately," Draco said rudely.

Pansy left angrily.

Draco frowned slightly and looked at Nydia. Nydia felt guilty and did not dare to look directly into his eyes. Her eyes moved erratically from left to right, and the two of them remained in a stalemate without speaking.

"I really can't see that you still have such a side. You can beat up Filch late at night. You, my dear sister, are starting to learn to be rebellious." Seeing that both of them were silent, Blaise had no choice but to come out and liven up the atmosphere.

.

"What a beating! It's so popular. I just accidentally hit him, and I didn't hit him specifically." When Nydia explained to Blaise, she secretly glanced at Draco's reaction.

"Your accident has worried our young master Malfoy so much. Hearing your news all morning, he didn't even plan to go to class. If I hadn't stopped him, he would have gone to your Gryffindor lounge early in the morning.

Let's ask the truth." After Blaise finished speaking, he quickly moved a step aside, because in the past, whenever he revealed these things about Draco, he would usually take some means to silence himself, but to his surprise,

Draco didn't do that today.

Draco was still staring at Nydia closely, as if he wanted to get some clues from her. His gaze made Nydia feel a little at a loss.

"What did he do to you?" Draco asked Nydia.

"What?" Nydia didn't quite understand what Draco's meaningless sentence meant.

"I'm asking you what exactly he did to you" Draco shouted excitedly.

His voice was too loud, which attracted the attention of the surrounding people. Nidia looked nervously at the people around her. Many people had already stopped to take a look.

"You come with me."

Nydia didn't want to stand here and be watched by people, so she pulled Draco and walked towards a corridor with few people, leaving Blaise who was also confused about Draco's question. She found a room with no one.

classroom and led Draco inside.

"I don't understand what you are asking, what did he do to me, do you mean Filch?" Nydia asked Draco.

"I don't believe you attacked Filch for no reason. He must have done something excessive to you." Since hearing the news in the morning, Draco has thought about countless Nettie in his mind.

The more I thought about the reason why Ya did this, the more worried I became.

"You may have misunderstood that Filch did not do anything to me. I used a spell on him and accidentally hit him." Nidia was a little worried. If Draco saw what he looked like last night, what would happen to him?

Aren't you also disappointed in yourself?

"Really" Draco couldn't believe it.

"Yeah." Nidia nodded heavily.

Draco let out a long sigh of relief, and finally let go of the stone in his heart, "You don't even know, I'm afraid I've thought of hundreds of scenarios."

"Sorry for making you worry."

"But why are you running out so late?"

"This" Nydia quickly thought about how to tell Draco about this matter, "Do you still remember the letter you gave me that said Hagrid was the murderer?"

Draco nodded without saying a word, gesturing for Nydia to continue.

"Hagrid was framed, and the person who framed him received a medal from the school at that time. I felt that he didn't deserve the medal, so I got angry and wanted to run over and smash it, but he was

Filch found out, so I used a leg-locking spell on him out of desperation, and then accidentally hit him when I smashed the medal. That's what happened."

"For Hagrid," Draco said unhappily, "It was already fifty years ago, and you are still so impulsive. Now I understand more and more why the Sorting Hat sorted you into Gryffindor.

Already."

Nidia didn't say anything, and stuck out her tongue playfully, which was a response to Draco's words. For Nidia, it was not just because he framed Hagrid, but also because he let the trace of her heart that she once had.

The hope that he still had a good side was dashed.

"Why did you use a leg-locking spell? There are so many spells that can make him shut up and lose resistance in an instant, but you just used a leg-locking spell. Even if you used a powerful fluorescent flash at the time, it could make him temporarily blind.

Then take the opportunity to sneak away." Draco looked at Nydia with an expression of disgust as if he was looking at an idiot.

"The incident happened suddenly, and I only thought of this spell at that moment." In fact, it was not true. Now that Nidia recalled her inner feelings at the time, it was more like she deliberately wanted to trap Filch and stay there to watch her cause destruction.

, Filch's roar made him feel a sense of satisfaction in his heart. It was terrible, why would he have such thoughts?

"How long do you have to clean like this?"

"One week." Today is only the first day, and Nidia is already feeling a little uncomfortable, especially when other people look at her, which makes her feel very uncomfortable. At the beginning, she vowed that she would help Filch share the work.

The determination to apologize is now gone.

"Look at all the things you've caused yourself." Draco shook his head helplessly. "You've been framed for so many years, can you change anything if you just smash the medal now?"

"Okay, don't teach me any more, haven't I already been punished?" Nitya spread out her hands that were red from rubbing because she clenched the mop hard.

Draco looked at Nydia's palm with some distress, and then said angrily, "I hope you can really have a long memory."