Harry Potter: The Path of Destiny

The carriage swayed forward. Goyle and Crabbe didn't say a word the whole time. Perhaps it was because Draco had warned them in advance. Anyway, they looked particularly uncomfortable. They kept raising their heads and looking towards them. Checking outside the carriage, when the carriage finally stopped, they immediately got out of the carriage eagerly.

"You made them both afraid of you!" Blaise joked to Draco, looking at Goyle and Crabbe's running backs.

Draco frowned and said, "If the two of them continue like this, they will definitely fail the O.W.L. exam this semester."

"When did Master Malfoy learn to care about his classmates?" Blaise looked at Draco with an exaggerated expression.

"Go to hell! I just don't want their two grades to bring down the entire Slytherin score." Draco showed disdain, "And I don't want others to think that I always carry two fool."

"Then you have to work hard." Blaise patted Draco on the shoulder, then stepped onto the stone steps and walked towards the school castle.

After passing through the foyer, they separated at the door of the restaurant where the opening dinner was held, and each walked to their own college table. Nydia and Michelle sat down next to Harry and the other three.

"Why didn't you see Hagrid?" Michelle looked towards the teachers' bench at the front. "It wasn't Hagrid who greeted the first-year students at the station just now!"

Nitya shook her head, "I don't know, I hope nothing happened to him!"

"He will be fine, he just..." Harry lowered his voice after hearing the conversation between Nydia and Michelle, "He went to do the task assigned to him by Dumbledore, He mentioned it to us at the end of last semester, but it probably just hasn’t been completed yet.”

"Okay..." What Harry said made Nydia a little worried. Most of the tasks assigned by Dumbledore during this period were related to dealing with Voldemort, and he didn't know if Hagrid would encounter any danger. .

"Who is that person?" Hermione, who had been observing the teacher's seat, suddenly pointed to the middle position.

Nydia turned around and saw an older woman sitting next to Dumbledore's seat, all dressed in pink. Her skin was saggy, her eyes were bulging, and she had a long hair. She has short curly taupe hair with an ugly pink bow on top.

"It's her! She's the woman named Umbridge!" Harry said in surprise, "She participated in my interrogation. She works for Fudge."

"Working for Fudge! Then why is she here?" Hermione asked doubtfully. "She can't be... no, definitely not..."

Harry knew what Hermione was talking about, but he didn't think about it because he suddenly remembered something else.

"By the way, um..." Harry looked at Nydia hesitantly, "Your father... I mean, did Mr. Field read the Daily Prophet?"

Nydia nodded. She didn't understand why Harry asked, "Newspapers are delivered every day, so father basically knows how to read them."

"So, did he believe what it said? Did he also think Dumbledore and I were talking nonsense?" Harry asked.

"Of course not. Father never believes the nonsense in the newspapers, not to mention he knows very well that what you say is true! Why do you ask?" Nydia looked at Harry in confusion, and then suddenly remembered that her father was in attendance. Li's interrogation, "Oh! Are you asking this because your father didn't vote not guilty for you during the interrogation?"

Harry nodded, "I thought he believed what the newspaper said...so is there another reason?"

"Listen to me Harry! My father told me about this. It's not that he doesn't trust you or that he doesn't want to help you. It's just that he can't vote not guilty for you because now Fudge wants to deal with you and Dumbledore, so he Don't let Fudge think he's looking towards you," Nydia explained to Harry.

"Okay..." Although Nitya explained the reason, Harry still felt a little uncomfortable, "...but this will probably get me expelled..."

"Harry, if it wasn't to ensure that you would not be expelled, my father would not vote like this." Nidia said.

"But how would he know? He can't predict how other people will vote..." Harry felt unhappy in his heart.

"Of course he knows that as long as he ensures that Dumbledore can attend on time, you will be fine. Although the Ministry of Magic has been suppressing Dumbledore, he is still very authoritative in the hearts of many people." Nidia explain.

"How can he ensure Dumbledore's time..." Harry suddenly thought of something, "Could it be that..."

"Your interrogation time was temporarily advanced, right? The Ministry of Magic didn't really notify you and Dumbledore at all, but you all arrived in time in the end!" Nydia said with a smile.

"Could it be that the person who came to inform us is..."

Nydia stopped Harry from continuing, "I said that father voted against it after making sure that nothing would happen to you."

"Sorry, I shouldn't have doubted it." Although he was a little embarrassed, Harry's mood suddenly improved.

"As long as you know something about Harry, you don't need to let others know." Nidia was worried that Harry would tell this matter.

"I understand, you can't reveal your identity, just like the members of the Order of the Phoenix pretending not to be familiar with each other when they were at the Ministry of Magic." Harry said softly.

"Order of the Phoenix? What is it?" Nydia asked Harry doubtfully.

Harry looked at the people around him and said, "It's not convenient to talk about this now. Let's talk about it later!"

Nidia nodded and did not continue to ask any more questions. At this time, all the first-year students were waiting for sorting. Professor McGonagall once again took out the tattered Sorting Hat. As always, it sang a song with a strange tune before being sorted into different houses.

After the song was finished, Nidia was surprised to find that the lyrics sung by the Sorting Hat seemed to have a meaning. It was no longer just introducing the situation of the four colleges to everyone as before. It was the first time that it issued a message to everyone. A warning of approaching danger, it encourages everyone to unite.

"It's just a hat. How does it know what's going on outside?" Ron said with confusion.

"It is placed in the principal's office. Maybe you can hear something there." Harry said. He remembered that every time he went to Dumbledore's office, the Sorting Hat was placed on the shelf nearby.

"It hopes that everyone will unite, but is this possible?" Nidia sighed helplessly. She felt that this was simply a luxury hope. Now the Ministry of Magic is suppressing Dumbledore in this way and covering up the truth that Voldemort has been resurrected. , not everyone can clearly see the facts in front of them with a clear mind.

"Don't any of you care about why that woman is here?" Hermione said with a serious expression, the same expression she would have every time she discovered something important.

"I'm more concerned about how hungry I am now!"

The sorting ceremony was over, and the table was filled with all kinds of delicacies. Ron couldn't wait to take a baked potato and stuff it into his mouth.

"I think it couldn't be more obvious!" Nidia said, "We only have one course that is missing a teacher, and now we only have a new person like her on the teaching bench."

"How could Dumbledore allow such a thing to happen! Let people from the Ministry of Magic come to the school as teachers!" Hermione found it difficult to accept.

"But Dumbledore doesn't have the final say on the school alone!" Ron's mouth was full of food, which made his words a little unclear. "There are times when he can't say no."

"I think Dumbledore just doesn't want to spend all his energy dealing with the Ministry of Magic." Nydia put a steak in front of her. "It's better to have someone from the Ministry than to have Barty Crow Jr. Qi Yao Qiang.”

Nydia recalled that Voldemort said that she would not be alone in Hogwarts. She turned to look at where Snape was sitting. He had returned to the Death Eaters. The person Voldemort said would be Could it be him?

Nydia looked at Snape in a trance, and Snape seemed to feel her gaze and looked over here. He glared at Nydia angrily, which scared Nydia and quickly turned her head away from her thoughts. Come back. What she didn't know was that there was someone in Slytherin House who had been watching her, observing her every move.