Harry Potter: The Path of Destiny

The news that Slytherin narrowly defeated Ravenclaw is a great thing for the Gryffindor team. Logically speaking, as the team captain, Oliver Wood should be happy because of this matter, but recently He was worried about the team's performance, and the main reason was their Seeker Harry Potter.

There is no doubt that Harry is a very good seeker, but recently this excellent seeker has made people full of worries. First of all, he has not been able to find a suitable broom again. He received a Firebolt for Christmas, but it was taken away by Professor McGonagall in an instant. As for when he can get it back, it still feels far away, and even if they can get the Firebolt back before the game, they still have The second thing worth worrying about is that the dementors have a too great impact on Harry. They lost the last game because the sudden appearance of the dementors caused Harry to fall from his broomstick. , Wood was really worried that Dementors would suddenly appear on the field again.

Originally, Wood would also place its hope on their substitute player Nydia Field. Although she is still somewhat behind Harry in terms of experience, at least she has a good broomstick and will not be so affected by Dementors. Influence, and her flying skills are quite good. If she were to play, they would still be very competitive. However, some time ago, Nydia became confused due to her emotional problems with Slytherin Seeker Malfoy. Has been very out of shape. This made Wood's finally raised hopes become uneasy again.

"The situation is not good, Harry." Wood hurriedly walked into the common room and found Harry. "I went to Professor McGonagall about the Firebolt and she got angry with me. She seemed to think that I cared about winning trophies and winning trophies." I don’t care about whether you can survive. I think you should hurry up and order another flying broomstick. Nimbus 2001 like Nydia is quite good.”

"I don't want to use Nimbus 2001." Harry said calmly, and Nydia guessed that he was actually still thinking about the Firebolt.

"There is still some time before the competition. I think Professor McGonagall will return it to you before the competition." Nidia secretly considered whether she should go to Professor McGonagall to talk. The crossbow was actually given to Harry by himself.

"Nidia, have you resolved the conflict with Malfoy? You need to get back into training." Wood turned to Nidia again. At least one of these two people must be able to play well.

"Nitya will get back to training. She is just too tired recently. Did you forget that she was sick before?" Harry quickly answered for Nitya. He knew that Nitya definitely didn't want to talk now. Although she never shed tears in front of others when talking about something related to Malfoy, Harry saw that her eyes were red and swollen several times in the morning.

"I'm sorry, I'll get back into shape as soon as possible."

Nydia felt sour in her heart. She had discovered since the last game that Draco had made up his mind to ignore her this time. Even if she wanted to find him to have a good talk now, it would be very difficult. He basically Ignoring myself. We passed each other in the corridor several times, and he even spared me a look. Nidia felt extremely sad, but this result was all caused by herself, and no one else was to blame.

After a Transfiguration class, Nydia approached Professor McGonagall and wanted to talk about Harry's Firebolt. Nydia had always been in awe of herself as the dean of the college. Her perfect Intertwining the two words of severity and kindness, she cares for every student in the college and safeguards the honor of the college, but at the same time, she is ruthless when deducting points from her college. At this point, Nidia dares to It is said that the deans of the other three colleges cannot be as selfless as she is.

"What's the matter, Miss Field?" Professor McGonagall looked at Nydia in confusion.

"Professor, I actually came here for Harry's Firebolt."

"Oh, don't tell me how important the Firebolt is to winning the Quidditch championship. Wood has already come to me about it." Before Nydia could finish her words, Professor McGonagall interrupted her. His tone became a little angry, "I think I have made it clear enough that you need to prioritize your work. I hope that my college can win the championship, but I also hope that my students are safe."

"But that Firebolt is safe, there is no problem with it," Nidia said eagerly.

"Whether it is safe needs to undergo strict inspection before a conclusion can be drawn. Such an expensive one with unknown origins"

"I sent it to you," Nydia interrupted Professor McGonagall.

"You get whatever you give me." Professor McGonagall stared at Nidia in surprise, as if he wanted to see if she was lying.

"Yes, I gave it to Harry," Nitya said intermittently nervously, "If you remember that he saved me in the Chamber of Secrets last year, I just want to express my gratitude to him."

"Of course I remember, but this is not a cheap gift." Professor McGonagall looked at Nidia suspiciously. She still didn't fully believe what Nidia said.

"If you don't believe it, ask the owner of the Quidditch boutique in Diagon Alley if there is a girl who bought a Firebolt and a Nimbus 2001 from her. I miss him This incident should be very impressive. After all, not many people buy Firebolts privately. "I bought a Firebolt and a Nimbus 2001 for only four hundred gold galleons. I probably want to forget such a transaction." It’s also quite difficult.

"But if it's true as you say, why don't you sign your name?" Professor McGonagall still couldn't figure it out.

"I'm worried that he will refuse. You also know that buying a Firebolt is not a small sum of money. I'm worried that Harry will refuse." Nydia's face turned red because she was too nervous.

Seeing Nidia hesitating and embarrassed, Professor McGonagall seemed to suddenly understand something, "Oh, that's it," she showed a loving smile to Nidia, "I understand, I understand everything. A girl’s thoughts”

"No, it's not what you think." Nydia realized that Professor McGonagall had misunderstood her thoughts about Harry.

"Okay, no need to say any more, I understand everything. I will return the Firebolt to Harry as soon as possible." Professor McGonagall chuckled.

"Really? That's great." Nydia was extremely happy to hear that Professor McGonagall agreed to return the Firebolt to Harry. "But Professor, can you keep it a secret for me? I don't want Harry to know about this yet."

"Silly boy, he can't understand your thoughts if you hide like this."

"I will find the right opportunity to tell him myself, so I hope you, Professor, can keep it a secret for me first." As long as I can get the Firebolt back, if there is a misunderstanding, then it will be a misunderstanding.

"Well, I won't interfere in your affairs." Professor McGonagall said, "I also look forward to our college winning the Quidditch championship."

"Thank you, Professor"

When Nidia returned to the dormitory, Michelle was sitting on the bed holding a pile of thick books and reading carefully. Of course, Michelle had noticed the situation of Nidia and Draco, but recently she All her thoughts were spent on defending Buckbeak. It was the first time that Nydia saw Michelle working so hard on one thing. Almost every night, she and Hermione sat together, sorting out the work. Various information.

"This is for you." Seeing Nidia coming back, Michelle came over. She opened her palm and a small fluorescent stone appeared in front of Nidia. "Brace found it for me, but Hermione It has been too long to confirm whether you were contaminated with saffron extract. However, you can also use it to find out who caused harm to you."

"Thank you" Nidia took the fluorescent stone.

"Do you have any clues? You should be investigating this matter because you have suspicions, right?" Michelle asked Nitya.

Nidia took out a bottle of ointment from her drawer, and then Nidia lowered all the curtains of the four-poster bed, surrounding herself and Michelle inside. The fluorescent stone lit up with a faint light, Nidia When I brought the light next to the ointment, there was no reaction, not even a trace of blue light appeared.

"Why is this the ointment you suspected before?" Michelle asked doubtfully, "It seems there is nothing wrong with this."

"Yes, there is no problem, but I'm afraid it will be a big problem only if there is no problem with the ointment." Nitya sighed with a headache, and she opened the curtain again.

"What does it mean that there is no problem with the ointment but that it is a big problem?" Michelle asked in confusion.

Nitya picked up the ointment and moved it closer to Michelle. Michelle immediately frowned, "This smells so weird."

"This is the ointment that Madam Pomfrey gave me to treat my stiff neck. It doesn't smell very good, but did you smell this on me that day?"

Michelle thought for a while and said, "I didn't seem to pay special attention to the smell on your body, but if you had this strange smell on your body at that time, I would have been aware of it."

"You all failed to notice this smell. That's because there was another smell on my body that covered up this smell." Nidia really didn't want to doubt this aspect in her heart. "I met Astoria on the way to the divination classroom to find you. She reminded me that the smell was not very pleasant, and then she sprayed me with some of her perfume."

"What about Astoria's perfume? Do you suspect that she added saffron extract to the perfume?" Michelle was a little surprised.

"I didn't want to believe it was like this, but the only smells I could think of that day were these two."

"I think it's possible that it's really her, but not necessarily." Michelle thought for a moment and said, "Do you remember what Neville said that day? Astoria knows how to extract saffron."

"What he said is that Astoria may remember it, but not necessarily. And even if she remembers it, it doesn't mean that she really has the ability to extract it. In short, I don't want to make random doubts without definite evidence." Nidia hopes that this will happen. It was all my fault.

"If it's true, it's a bit scary. A girl who looks so weak normally."

"I hope I'm mistaken."