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Chapter 917: The Girl and the Thestrals
🕑 Added 2023-11-01 09:38:43 +0000 UTCFrom the clothes she was wearing, it could be seen that she should be a member of an old pure-blood wizarding family.
For these wizarding families, Evan’s writings were completely forbidden. There were many articles that they didn’t like to read or damaged their interests, and some overbearing families didn’t even allow their children to touch them.
Evan was not surprised at this, but it was quite unusual for a Slytherin student to take the initiative to read such writings.
At least, in his impression, he had never seen such a Slytherin student.
He wanted to ask the girl about her name, but it didn't seem very good to ask directly. A fourth-year classmate and he didn't even know her name... That was definitely something annoying.
It would be great if Hermione or Colin were here, they could remember almost all the students' names.
The girl was obviously nervous because Evan was standing by.
She put all the newspapers in the trunk, and hurriedly took out her robes and put them on as quickly as possible.
While she was changing her clothes, Evan saw a textbook in the trunk with the name: Astoria Greengrass.
It turned out that she was from the Greengrass family, and Evan kind of remembered who this girl was.
In the original plot, she had eventually become Draco Malfoy's wife.
Lucius and Narcissa had high expectations for this girl who was born in the purest wizarding family, and they chose her as their daughter-in-law among multiple choices.
However, it was said that she’d refused to teach her son the concepts of "Pure-Blood Glory" and "Mudblood". Instead, she believed that everyone should be treated equally, rather than being distinguished by family background and blood lineage, abandoning the tradition that the ancient Malfoy family had always adhered to, which led to a bit of tension in the atmosphere of every Malfoy family gathering.
It was interesting to think about it. As a family of pure-blood wizards that had been passed down for thousands of years, the Malfoy family was the most loyal supporter, and had always been known for being cunning and scheming. It was often said of the Malfoy family that you would never find one at the scene of the crime, though their fingerprints might be all over the crime wand.
Who could have imagined that the cunning Lucius and his wife would eventually meet such a daughter-in-law?
This showed how well Astoria was concealing her views...
Like Sirius, she should be an outlier in the family of pure-blood wizards.
Even if they were not Death Eaters, members of the Greengrass family were certainly loyal supporters of Voldemort.
However, she was here secretly reading these articles against Voldemort. If someone found out, she would be definitely regarded as a traitor by all the Slytherin students and families.
It would not be surprising if she was even expelled from the family, or killed directly by Voldemort...
"I think some of the articles in this paper are very reasonable. You write very well," said Astoria.
"Oh, are Slytherin students reading it too?" Evan asked curiously.
"Some of them … but secretly, afraid of being discovered." Astoria hesitated for a while before plucking up the courage to say, "In fact, I believe what you say."
As soon as she said it, she realized the problem in her sentence.
Many Slytherin students now knew that Voldemort had returned, and only the people in the other three Houses still didn’t believe it.
Astoria hurriedly added, "I mean, I think your views are correct."
"Thank you!" Evan did not expect to meet a supporter from Slytherin.
He looked at Astoria's flushed face and her expectant and nervous eyes, knowing that as a Slytherin student, it was incredible that she could say such things.
In fact, this girl should come to Gryffindor based on this alone.
In this way, the Slytherin House was not all enemies...
"Well, let's go to the coaches, now there should be only the two of us on the train."
"Right!" Astoria nervously nodded, and glanced at the Head Boy badge on Evan’s chest.
When they stepped off the train, there was no one on the platform, and the darkness covered everything.
Evan helped Astoria with the trunk, and the two exchanged politely, as they quickly walked through the narrow passage to the dark rain-washed road outside Hogsmeade station.
Here stood the hundred or so horseless stagecoaches that always took the students above first year up to the castle.
Evan glanced at them. He knew that these coaches did not move by themselves, but Thestrals were pulling them.
The Thestral was a breed of winged horse. Most people couldn’t see this creature at all. It had special magical power. Only people who had witnessed death could see it. A year ago, Evan could not see Thestrals pulling the coaches. But now he could see them clearly, because he had witnessed death with his own eyes.
In his eyes, in front of the coaches was no longer empty.
There were creatures standing between the carriage shafts. There was something reptilian about them. They were completely fleshless, their black coats clinging to their skeletons, of which every bone was visible. Their heads were dragonish, and their pupil-less eyes white and staring.
Wings sprouted from each wither … vast, black leathery wings that looked as though they ought to belong to giant bats.
These Thestrals were standing still and quiet in the gloom, looking eerie and sinister.
This was really a strange feeling, and Evan smiled.
No wonder superstitious people thought that such creatures were very ominous and would bring all terrible disasters to those who saw them. They were omens of misfortune.
But in fact, as long as they were not provoked, Thestrals would not harm people, nor would they bring any bad omen.
Thestrals were very useful, their sense of direction was amazing, just tell them the destination, no matter where you were, they would take you where you wanted to go.
And they were good at finding riders, and they gathered together when they smelled blood, which could be very useful at certain times.
"Evan … over here!" The students had already climbed into the carriages, and Hermione yelled out of a carriage window.
"My friend called me. Are you coming with us?" Evan asked.
"No, no, I'll go to my sister," Astoria hurriedly said. "She should have saved me a seat."
The words that she had said to Evan alone had consumed all her courage. At least, that wouldn’t be discovered by others, but if a Slytherin saw her and Evan in the same carriage, she would probably not be able to stay in Slytherin.
