The Fate of Harry Potter

When the train arrived at Hogwarts, the heavy rain continued, and the rumbling thunder from the sky announced to everyone that the heavy rain would not stop for a while.

"I hate this weather. I don't want to go to the banquet all wet." Michelle kept complaining as she looked at the weather outside the window. Students were already getting off the bus one after another.

"Maybe" Nydia thought for a moment, then took out her wand and pointed it at Michelle and read, "Waterproof and moisture-proof."

"I think with this and an umbrella, we won't be soaked in the rain." Nidia looked at Michelle with satisfaction and said.

"Awesome Nitya, you are so awesome." Michelle said excitedly.

"We are all wizards, Michelle, don't forget." After casting a waterproof and moisture-proof spell on herself, Nydia was about to cast a spell on Draco, but Draco refused and took out the spell himself.

Wand, he cast a waterproof and moisture-proof spell on himself and Blaise.

"But I'm just not good at these spells, as you know." Michelle said, "In comparison, I think taking care of magical animals is much more interesting."

"You can go keep company with Hagrid, he will be happy for you to become his assistant," Blaise said jokingly to Michelle.

"I think this is a good idea."

Michelle stepped off the train and soon saw Hagrid's tall figure in the crowd. Then she raised her right hand and waved to Hagrid, "Hello Hagrid"

"Hello Michelle" Hagrid smiled and waved to Michelle, "I prepared something interesting, I think you will like it"

"What is it?" Michelle asked excitedly.

"We can't say it yet, it's a teaching secret." Hagrid smiled proudly, and then continued to look after the first-year students.

"With Michelle's help in the future, I think Hagrid will completely turn the Forbidden Forest into a paradise for monsters." Draco held up an umbrella, and then held Nydia tightly in his arms to ensure that she

Don't get caught in the rain.

"Dumbledore won't let them do whatever they want." Nydia suddenly remembered Hagrid's Acromantula, "At least there won't be so many that they become a paradise for monsters."

Heavy rain made the road muddy, and the carriage staggered through the gate with winged boar statues on both sides, heading towards Hogwarts Castle. The role of umbrellas in this kind of weather became minimal, and the castle's

The hall was covered in water stains due to the water dripping from the students. Filch's face was extremely ugly because of this. If it weren't for the presence of Professor McGonagall, he might have kicked all the students out of the hall.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, everyone is really in a mess." Blaise shook his hair that was not wet by the rain due to the spell, and looked proudly at the other people who were in a mess due to the rain.

"Pa!" As soon as Blaise finished speaking, a water ball exploded on his head. His hair, which was proud of not getting wet just now, was now soaked and stuck to his head. There was a sound in mid-air.

Peeves' scoff.

"Well done Peeves" Michelle gloated and gave a thumbs up to Peeves, who also gave Michelle a decent salute.

"Miss Elaine, please stop making noises." Professor McGonagall shook her head with a headache, and blew out a burst of warm wind from her wand, which instantly dried Blaise's hair.

"Sorry, Professor." Michelle sighed in disappointment as she saw that Blaise's hair had returned to its original state.

"Peeves, please stop it."

Professor McGonagall yelled at Peeves, but Peeves didn't listen to her. He made a face at Professor McGonagall, then picked up the water balloon and threw it at other students.

"We'd better go in quickly, otherwise we might be affected by these water balloons." Looking at Peeves who was still throwing water balloons at the students, Nydia quickly pulled Draco and walked quickly towards the restaurant.

Separating from Draco, Nydia and Michelle sat at the Gryffindor table, and not long after, Harry and the other three walked in.

"The weather is bad enough, and Peeves actually wants to make trouble." Hermione complained and sat down, then looked over at the teacher's desk, "Why can't I see the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher? Is he looking for someone?

Are there no new people?”

"I'd love them to bring Lupine back," said Harry.

"Unfortunately, they have hired a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. He may just be late, but there is indeed a candidate." Nydia told Harry in confusion.

"Needless to say, Malfoy must have told you this information," Ron said disdainfully. "He must have told you how great his father's connections are in the Ministry of Magic. He can know a lot of inside information that others don't know. He often

Keep talking about how great his father is."

"Be polite Ron" Nidia didn't like Ron's sarcastic tone.

"Aha, have you started to defend your boyfriend?" Ron continued to say sarcastically, "Or do you also like this kind of treatment of knowing the inside story first?"

"Say less, Ron, why are you so crazy?" Hermione stopped Ron from continuing.

"You know, my father can promote him if he wants, but he just doesn't like his current position." Ron muttered unhappily.

"Nidia, do you know who the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is?" Harry asked Nidia curiously.

"I think it's better to wait for Dumbledore to announce it. If I say it now, some people will think I'm showing off." Nydia turned her head to the side and no longer looked in the direction of Ron.

"Ron is actually unhappy that his father and brother didn't tell him about the Triwizard Tournament." Harry whispered to Nydia, hoping that she would not take what Ron just said to her heart.

"But that's not my fault," Nidia said angrily.

"Ron means no harm," Harry said. "Don't take it to heart."

"I don't know him the same way, as long as he doesn't keep talking to me in such a weird way." Nydia looked at Harry, her eyes falling on his head, "What is that on your head?"

Before Harry had time to check, Nydia had already come closer, reached out and took off a small fragment from his head.

"It's the fragments that exploded from those water balls thrown by Peeves." Nydia said looking at the fragments in her hand.

"Thank you." Nitya's sudden approach made Harry's face blush unconsciously.

"What's wrong with you?" Ron suddenly looked at Harry in surprise, "Harry, why is your face so red? Did you catch a cold from the rain?"

"I'm fine." Harry nervously turned his head to the side, facing away from everyone.

"If you feel uncomfortable in any way, it would be better to go find Madam Pomfrey." Nydia said to Harry worriedly.

"I'm really fine." Harry still didn't turn his head back.

Nidia wanted to continue asking about Harry, but Michelle stopped her. She shook her head at Nidia and said, "Harry is fine. Don't ask anymore. The sorting ceremony is about to begin."

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After hesitating for a while, Nydia stopped asking Harry anything and turned to look in the direction of the Sorting Hat in the front row. When her eyes swept across the Slytherin table, she noticed Draco

While looking at herself, she smiled happily at Draco, but Draco didn't smile back at her, but said "Idiot" to her.

"Why are you calling me a fool?" Nitya frowned and muttered in a low voice.

"You are indeed right," Michelle said after hearing Nitya's words. She glanced at Harry again, and seeing that he still had no intention of turning around, she couldn't help but sigh and shook her head.

After the sorting ceremony, a variety of delicious food appeared on the empty dining table. The already hungry students immediately started eating excitedly. During the eating process, Nick, who was almost headless, told everyone

The reason why Peeves was causing trouble in the front hall today was because other ghosts were unwilling to let him attend the banquet. For this reason, he also went to the kitchen to cause trouble, trying to prevent the banquet from being held normally.

"There are house elves here too," Hermione said in surprise after hearing that all the people working in the kitchen were house elves. "You mean there are house elves in Hogwarts too."

"There are many. We saw them when we went to the kitchen." Michelle replied to Hermione, and Nydia nodded.

"Then do they get paid, do they have holidays, and various security allowances and so on?" Hermione asked.

Nydia looked at her in surprise, "Hermione, I've never heard that house elves need these."

"This is slave labor." Hermione angrily pushed the plate in front of her away, "That's how this meal came about, slave labor."

"Oh, spare me, come again." Ron looked at the angry Hermione impatiently, "You can't get sick leave for them even if you starve yourself to death."

But Hermione didn't listen to what Ron said and still refused to eat the food on the table.

Nydia did not understand Hermione's behavior. To her, it was normal for house elves to serve wizards, because wizards also provided safe shelter and living conditions for house elves. This was

A model of co-existence.

"In the Muggle world, all labor can be exchanged for equal remuneration." Michelle whispered to Nydia, "Slavery was abolished a long time ago."

"But house elves are not slaves." Nidia has never treated Maggie and Kira as slaves. "They are just part of the family."

"Not all wizarding families with house elves view house elves this way."

Harry told Nydia about Crouch's house elf Winky, who was kicked out by Crouch because she was suspected of using a wand to summon the Dark Mark.

"I didn't expect that so many things would happen after that day," Nidia sighed, "but house elves can't summon the Dark Mark."

"Because he will feel that a house elf who has been suspected will become a stain on him," Ron said. "He is a hard-hearted person. I heard that he personally imprisoned all his sons in Azkaban."

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"That's because his son is a Death Eater." Nidia thought of the man who attacked her in the woods again. Could he really be Crouch's son?

"But he is also his son. Anyone would be embarrassed by this." Ron said.

"Why do you know these things?" Mr. Weasley was not even willing to tell Ron about things like the Triwizard Tournament in advance. Would he still tell Ron these things?

"It's Percy. He is Crouch's subordinate now. He admires Crouch so much that he has been telling us about Mr. Crouch all throughout the summer vacation." Ron said.