Harry Potter: The Path of Destiny

All eyes were focused on Nitya, and many of the guests present began to whisper, asking each other who this girl was.

At this time, Ward stood up and said, "My daughter is spoiled by me. If she sits next to you, I'm afraid it will bring a lot of inconvenience to your meal." He hung his hands tightly on both sides of his body. Clenched into a fist.

At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on Ward Field again, and Voldemort also looked at him coldly.

"Have I been away for too long and everyone has forgotten the rules?"

This simple sentence made people feel a huge and invisible pressure sweeping towards them. Everyone was stunned, and the restaurant suddenly became silent. Nidia knew that Voldemort's patience could no longer bear Ward. refused again, so she took Ward's hand and asked him to sit down. Ward looked at her worriedly, while Nydia smiled at him indifferently, then got up and walked in the direction of Voldemort. passed.

Nydia's obedience did not ease Voldemort's angry expression, and he even seemed to be even more unhappy, with his eyes still fixed on Ward.

"Can we eat now?" Nydia sat down next to Voldemort and turned to him and said, "I'm really hungry!"

Everyone present was shocked by Nitya's words. They felt that this girl was so ignorant that she dared to talk to the Dark Lord in such a tone. Many of them were still looking forward to it with the mentality of watching a joke. The Dark Devil would punish this little girl who knew nothing about heaven and earth, but what they never expected was that Nidia's words not only did not anger Voldemort, but actually relaxed his tense expression.

"Of course. As I said before, this is a day to spend with your family. There is no need to be formal." Voldemort looked at Nydia and waved his hand after he finished speaking, indicating that everyone else could start eating.

After seeing that Voldemort's expression no longer concealed the anger as before, Nydia finally breathed a small sigh of relief.

"I heard that you are good at Quidditch. You are a chaser on the team, right?" Voldemort asked Nydia.

Nydia was a little surprised. She didn't expect that Voldemort would chat with her like this. "Originally, yes, but I quit the team some time ago. The fifth grade needs to face the O.W.L exam. I don't want to delay my review because of team training. ”

Draco, who was sitting aside, looked at her in surprise when he heard what Nydia said, because he knew that this was not the real reason why Nydia left the team. Nydia felt his gaze, but she didn't. If she dared to turn around, she was worried that such a small interaction between them would be caught by Voldemort.

"I think with your ability, the O.W.L exam should be very easy for you." Voldemort said.

"Originally there should have been no problems, but since Umbridge came, some things have changed. She advocates that we learn theoretical knowledge rather than practice." Nydia observed as she spoke. Looking at Voldemort's expression, he wanted to see if Umbridge and Voldemort were related.

"Umbridge?" Voldemort felt a little unfamiliar with this name.

"This is the one who was sent by the Ministry of Magic to Hogwarts this year as a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Master." Seeing that Voldemort couldn't remember who the name was, Yaxley, who was not far away, immediately poked his head over and explained. "I have reported to you before. Although this woman is not one of ours, her desire for power can help us invisibly. As far as I know, she has now become the senior investigator of Hogwarts. "Dumbledore's power has almost been eclipsed by her."

Now Nydia finally understood what kind of role Umbridge played. Her greed for power became a puppet string for others to control her. She unintentionally became Voldemort's tool to contain Dumbledore. . Nydia looked at Yaxley in disgust, because it was obvious that he came up with this method, so he was so proud to tell Voldemort about it now. He thought that Voldemort would definitely praise him, and Voldemort seemed to also He did have such a plan, but just when he was about to speak, Nitya beside him spoke up first.

"She does have a lot of power in the school now! She has the highest decision-making power to punish students." As she spoke, Nidia carefully looked at the back of her right hand, "I still feel a faint pain in the back of my hand when I think about her punishment methods. Yeah! Even though the typography is no longer visible.”

"Did she punish you?" Voldemort also looked at the back of Nydia's hand, although there was nothing on it.

"Yes! Because I contradicted her in class. I didn't like listening to her read the boring textbook. Her voice was too ugly. She still pretends to be a little girl's voice even though she is so old," Nitya She shrugged helplessly, "She was so angry that she made me copy the sentences."

"Copying sentences is not a punishment, little girl!" Yaxley glared at Nitya fiercely. He could see that the Dark Lord was about to praise him, but he was beaten by this rude girl. broken.

"Originally, I thought like you, sir!" Nidia looked at Yaxley innocently, with an expression as if she had finally found a soulmate and couldn't wait to share her little secret with him, "But when she didn't When I was allowed to use ink, I felt that things were not that simple. In the end... her strange quill made the back of my hand hurt for a whole week. "

"Quill?" Voldemort's face darkened.

"That's it..." Nydia wanted to describe the function of the quill to Voldemort, but suddenly remembered something. She quickly lowered her head and rummaged through her telescopic bag, and after a while she took out one from it. Nydia handed the black quill pen to Voldemort, "This is it! It will draw the user's blood as ink, and engrave the written words on the back of the user's hand."

Voldemort took the black quill from Nydia's hand and looked at it.

"This is really a good way of punishment. It can make people remember it fresh and dare not resist again. In this way, she not only seized control of the school, but also made these students fear her. This laid the foundation for us to control the school in the future. A good foundation!" Yaxley said excitedly again. "For a woman like her, as long as we give her a little bit of power, she will definitely be loyal to us."

"Does such a disgusting woman deserve to be given rights by me?" Voldemort looked at Yaxley with an indifferent look. The black quill in his hand turned into ashes in an instant, and Yaxley was instantly frightened. Cold sweat broke out on his back, "I am the only one that everyone is afraid of. There is no need for another one."