Harry Potter: The Path of Destiny

Nidia turned to look at Hagrid again. She was surprised to find that there was a blush on Hagrid's face. His eyes looked intoxicated and foggy. He nervously arranged his hair and hair with his hands. clothes, and strode towards Madame Maxime.

"Hagrid is in love." Nidia looked at Hagrid who was looking at Ms. Maxim with an obsessed face, feeling that all this was really unbelievable.

"Maybe it's unrequited love. He waits for Ms. Maxim almost every day." A voice sounded from beside Nidia.

"Chretien, when did you come?" Nidia turned to look at Chretien.

"What is this?" Chretien did not answer Nidia's words. He looked at the textbook Nidia put on his knees, and then quickly took the textbook in front of him and flipped through it.

"Wait, this won't work."

What was recorded in that textbook was the content of the self-translated Guardian Spell. Nidia nervously wanted to grab it, but Chretien turned around and dodged.

"I knew it would be like this," Chretien turned around and looked at Nydia with a serious expression, "You know, when I saw you with that Malfoy boy, this was what I was most worried about. thing"

"Give it back to me." Nidia tried to snatch it again, but Chretien dodged it.

"Do you know what you are doing, Nidia?" Chretien's tone became a little angry.

"I have my own sense of responsibility. Please return it to me quickly." Nitya said anxiously. The content above was something she spent a lot of time translating.

"Is it impossible to give it back to you and ask you to use this spell on the Malfoy boy?" Chretien looked at Nidia sternly, "Once the mysterious man rises, Malfoy, who is wandering on the edge, will The family will definitely get into a lot of trouble, and if you use the spell on him, you are basically risking your own life."

"If Voldemort really rises again, I will still face various dangers whether I use this spell or not." Nydia said excitedly. "But Draco is different. He can stay out of it, but he puts himself in danger for me, so I must ensure his safety."

"Then why don't you just separate and he'll be safer," Chrétien said.

"I can't do it." Nydia once thought this way, but now she can no longer separate from Draco. Not to mention how sad she would be, what she doesn't want to see is seeing Draco sad. .

"Do you like that boy that much? Is there anything good about his half-heartedness, first with the Parkinson's girl, and then with the Greengrass girl? Is it worth it?"

"How do you know?" Nydia looked at Chretien in confusion, "Things are not what you said. Draco and them have nothing to do with each other."

"But it is a fact that these two girls are thinking about him." Chretien said unhappily, "I spent some time to understand his situation. He is arrogant and arrogant relying on his father's power."

"This is all a misunderstanding of him by people who don't understand him. He is not such a person. You don't understand him." Chretien's comment on Draco made Nydia also become unhappy.

"I don't need to know him. As long as he brings you trouble, I won't allow him to stay with you." Chretien raised the textbook in his hand and said firmly. "I will not let the tragedy that happened to my aunt happen to you again. I will not return this book to you, even if you resent me for it."

Chretien turned to leave, but Nidia didn't want him to take away her textbooks like this. She had no choice but to take out her wand and pointed it at Chretien, but Chretien just As if he had expected it, he suddenly turned around and showed Nidia a disarming spell, taking away Nidia's wand.

"I said, I will not return this to you. You are no match for me, Nidia, don't waste your efforts." After saying that, Chretien took away the textbook and Nidia's wand.

"Damn it." Looking at Chretien's leaving figure, Nidia cursed in a low voice. Without the wand, it was even more impossible for her to get her textbooks back, but she couldn't just give up, otherwise she wouldn't have so much time. Is it all in vain?

"It turns out you're still here, Nydia." Draco, who had taken care of all the blast-ended skrewts, was very happy when he saw Nydia standing there when he walked to Hagrid's hut. "That's great, come and help me."

Nydia didn't want Draco to know about the Sacrifice Spell, so she quickly suppressed her emotions and looked at Draco calmly, "What's wrong?"

"I really don't want to use my dirty hands to get the wand. Can you cast a cleaning spell for me?" Draco raised his hands in disgust. They were covered with some sticky things. Nydia didn't want to Would love to guess what those things are.

"I really want to help you, but my wand was taken away by Chretien just now, so I can't cast a spell on you." Nydia said apologetically.

"Chretien" Draco frowned, "Why did he take your wand away? What happened?"

"It's nothing, it's just that his wand had some malfunctions, so he borrowed mine first," Nidia said.

"That's it." Draco didn't think much, "My wand is in the inner pocket on the left, you can use mine."

Nydia approached Draco, took out his wand from his inner pocket, and then used a cleaning charm on Draco's hands. Draco shook his hands in relief.

"Finally got rid of these disgusting things." Draco took the wand from Nydia and began to clean up some dirt adhering to his clothes. "Damn Hagrid, he didn't even want to give me tools. He also said that those things would hurt the blast-ended snails, couldn't he see that they all have a shell on their backs?"

"You shouldn't have let the Blast-Ended Skrewt go, Hagrid is very sad," Nydia said. It seems that their subsequent quarrel was about cleaning tools.

"I dare say that many people actually applauded me for doing this in their hearts," Draco said.

Nidia did not deny that many people were indeed happy that the number of snails had decreased again. "Let's go back to the castle quickly. The temperature outside is getting lower and lower."

Draco nodded and walked towards the castle with Nydia, but he kept a certain distance from Nydia and did not allow Nydia to come close to him because he felt that he was covered in explosive tails. He didn't want the smell of rotten fish and shrimp on the snail to get to Nidia through him.

Along the way, Nydia was absent-mindedly thinking about how to get her textbook back. But after thinking about it, it seemed that she was no match for Chretien. There was no chance of winning if she grabbed it directly. Harry could use Harry's invisibility. Are you going to steal the clothes? But I don’t understand the structure inside Beauxbatons’ giant carriage. If they accidentally discover it, it will not be as simple as being imprisoned. It is very likely to cause conflicts between the two colleges. contradiction.

Could it be that she really had no choice but to re-translate? After realizing that she seemed to have only this way to go, Nitya had to keep comforting herself. They were all things that had already been translated once, so they had some impressions, and it would not be so confusing when translated again. It took time, but her last option was shattered after she returned to the dormitory.

After rummaging through all her luggage, Nidia remembered that the original parchment left by her mother was sandwiched in the textbook that Chretien had taken away. There was no possibility of re-translation, and Nitya was so angry that she almost went crazy.