Homecoming from Hogwarts

Chapter 531 Help
Harry and Ron looked at each other, both seeing the surprise in each other's eyes.They had known Hermione for so long and they had never seen her speak in this tone.

"what's wrong?"

Harry immediately realized that Hermione was in big trouble, and she didn't seem to want anyone to know. After looking around and seeing that no one was paying attention to them, Harry lowered his voice and asked,
"what's going on?"

"You must keep my secret."

Hermione said seriously.

"Does this need to be said?" Ron said eagerly, "Tell me, what happened to you?"

Perhaps it was the concerns of Harry and Ron that gave Hermione a little courage. She didn't look so nervous and crazy. She glanced at Colin and his brother Dennis who were closest to them and were studying the camera. Then, towards Harry and Ron waved to them to come closer.

"What are you playing?"

Ron reluctantly left the soft sofa. He and Harry pushed the coffee table back and sat on the coffee table, blocking possible prying eyes.

"Keep your mouth shut, Ron!"

Hermione issued a warning, and then she finally loosened the tight hold of her schoolbag in her arms and unzipped it bit by bit.

This move even made Harry wonder whether Hermione had really broken into a professor's office and stolen something. After all, this kind of thing was not without precedent. But when Hermione opened the chain in her schoolbag, After he saw a young, timid head poking out from the gap, Harry's breathing suddenly stopped and his whole face became stiff!
"Oh my god, you're crazy--"

Before Ron's surprise could be fully expressed, Hermione pushed the little head back and shouted in a low voice,

"Shut your mouth, Weasley!"

Then, he gave a warning look to Neville who was looking curiously this way. Neville was so scared that he quickly lowered his head and pretended not to notice anything.

"Are you crazy, Hermione?"

Ron's voice became much more restrained. He stared at the schoolbag held in Hermione's arms again, his eyes bulging out of his sockets in surprise.
"Even if you want to fight against these house elves, you don't have to adopt one. They are not owls or toads!"

"Thanks for the reminder, Weasley!"

Hermione's cold voice suddenly made Ron lose his temper.

"Where did you get it from?" Harry couldn't help but ask, "Did you secretly go to the Pig's Head Bar and win it from a stranger?"

When Harry was talking about it, in the first grade, Hagrid was set up by Quirrell, who was bent over by Voldemort. Quirrell used a dragon egg and a free drink to get the secret of how to deal with the three-headed dog from Hagrid.

"Don't be stupid, Harry, no one would sell house elves!" Hermione said angrily, "Can you be quiet, I'm about to tell you!"

"All ears!" Ron said immediately.

The newly appointed Head Boy is a neglectful guy, and under his influence, the prefects below are no longer so conscientious. Ever since Ron's brother, Percy Weasley, graduated from Hogwarts From now on, no one will squat in the common room every night to drive people back to bed.

The flame in the fireplace gradually extinguished, and the candles hanging from the ceiling dimmed after sensing that there was no one in the lounge. Only Hermione, Harry and Ronald were left in the huge lounge. Well, three people.

Hermione finished telling her story, of course, she hid a small part of it. She told Harry and Ron that she went to Professor Blaine alone to ask him about the part that he missed in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class during the day. of.

Harry and Ron stared at Hermione's bulging schoolbag and fell into a long silence.

"Professor Blaine and you, help the house elves give birth to babies-"

After a long silence passed, Ron exhaled heavily and looked at Harry in disbelief.

"I've never heard of anything so bizarre in my life!"

Harry nodded vigorously.Even after entering the wizarding world and studying magic at Hogwarts for more than three years, he had experienced many bizarre stories. However, after hearing Hermione's experience tonight, he still felt that it was simply ridiculous!
Hermione also stared at her schoolbag, with embarrassment in her eyes.

"What are you going to do, Hermione?" Harry asked tentatively.

"I originally planned to return Dom to its mother, the elf named Ricardo -" Hermione said without thinking, she looked at Ron, "but I don't know where the school kitchen is -"

"Oh--"

Ron immediately understood Hermione's intention, and he said hesitantly,

"Fred and George do know. They often eat from the kitchen. I've asked them for tips before, but they didn't want to tell me, but—"

Ron frowned and stared at Hermione's schoolbag, "Do you want to return this elf to its mother?" Harry understood what Ron was questioning. What Hermione had experienced tonight, what happened to the house elf? The unacceptable mother-child relationship, as well as the words taught by Professor Blaine, made Harry feel that returning the elf to its mother was probably just Hermione's wishful thinking.

"It was just born!" Hermione's sharp voice was extremely harsh in the quiet common room, "It must be taken care of, and it must return to its mother!"

Hermione's schoolbag squirmed, and the Dom inside seemed to want to make a sound, but because of Hermione's order to it, it could only stay quiet and dare not move.

"Oh, come on, Hermione -"

Seeing that Hermione's old habit had happened again, Ron said impatiently,

"Do you think elves are wizards, Hermione? Professor Blaine has told you that house elves like to obey orders in their bones. They are born to work."

"No one loves cooking, mopping, and doing laundry from birth, Weasley!"

Hermione said angrily.

Harry also felt that there was something wrong with Ron's statement. He was about to use Dobby as an example, but then he thought that this might 'encourage' some of Hermione's 'unrealistic' ideas, so he added Dobby as an example. Swallowed the words on his lips.

Hermione and Ron were glaring at each other, a sight Harry was somewhat used to.

"But what if the house elf named Riga doesn't want her children--"

Harry said hesitantly.

His statement was very euphemistic. In fact, Ron was right about one thing. You cannot regard house elves as wizards. If this is how elf parents and children get along, then I'm afraid Hermione There's no way to reverse it.

Hermione bit her lip and stopped talking. Judging from her performance, Harry thought that she was very clear about this matter. Although the mother did not want the child and the child also turned a blind eye to the mother, he found someone who only gave him a piece of clothing. It is indeed very difficult to accept the fact that a stranger becomes your host.

Although his parents died at the hands of Voldemort very early, Harry at least knew that his parents loved him and were willing to sacrifice their lives for him.

"I can't let Tom go to the kitchen to work with the house elves -" Hermione said decisively, "At least I have to teach it to fight for its own rights!"

"That's great -" Ron clapped his hands, "You want to keep it in the dormitory, right? I bet that by noon tomorrow, the whole Hogwarts will know that you are raising a domesticated puppy in the dormitory. What would Professor McGonagall say?"

Ron's words hit Hermione's weak point. With her intelligence, it was impossible not to know that Professor McGonagall would not allow her to do this, and Parvati and Lavender would probably not help her. Keep it a secret. This is an elf, not a bug living in the cracks in the wall. There is no reason why the two of them can't find it. Moreover, she has no right to raise a talking elf in the shared dormitory.

Silence fell again. Hermione stared at her schoolbag and bit her lower lip until it was bloodshot. Seeing her sad look, Ron licked his lips a few times and stopped sarcastic.

Harry felt equally uncomfortable. Although he couldn't understand why Hermione was so persistent in helping the elf, Hermione was his good friend. He could not have overcome the difficulties he had experienced in the past without Hermione's help. Pass.Hermione had always been the smartest one among the three of them. She always had great ideas when faced with problems, and seeing her helpless look made Harry feel bad.

"Let's go!"

The dull atmosphere disappeared when Harry suddenly spoke. Harry neatly packed up the half-written paper on the table. He stuffed the paper into his bag and pulled out the invisibility cloak.

"Where?"

Hermione stared blankly at the Invisibility Cloak in Harry's hand, and then looked into Harry's green eyes.

"Let's go find Hagrid for help--"

Harry said simply,
"Hagrid always liked to secretly raise monsters in the castle when he was in school. He has experience in this kind of thing. Maybe he can give you some advice. Come on, the first period tomorrow morning is Potions class. Snape is eager for us. be late."

With that said, Harry took Hermione's arm and walked towards the door.

"very nice--"

Ron shrugged helplessly again and followed.

"That's why he was fired"







(End of this chapter)