Homecoming from Hogwarts

Remember to stay calm. Could it be that Professor Brain knows whose room this is? But why should they be specifically told to stay calm? Even if this is Professor Dumbledore's new office, he wouldn't be telling them so solemnly. Of course, for Harry, if this office belongs to Snape, then it is true. Enough to scare!
  Finally, the brass door handle turned to the end, and with a creaking sound, the tightly closed door slowly opened. A short figure walked into the office with graceful steps, and then closed the door.

House-elf?
  The person who walked into the office was not a faculty member in the castle, but a house elf. Hermione looked at Professor Blaine and found that he was also a little surprised by this.

Harry quickly discovered something unusual about this house elf.

The first is the clothing. Although the style of this elf's clothing looks very retro, it matches well. It is different from the weird mix and match on Dobby. It is very in line with the wizard's aesthetic. Moreover, it is wearing The clothes are also very clean and not sloppy at all.

The second is the expression.

The elves that Harry had seen were basically groveling. When facing wizards, they always had either obvious or restrained fear and discussion in their expressions, and even Dobby was not exempt from this. But that's not the case with this elf at all.

The elf seemed to be in a good mood. It straightened its back. When it walked towards the desk, it not only smiled, but also hummed an unknown song. It carefully protected a finely carved carving in its hand, which looked very elegant. golden cup.

"Professor Brain, it seems"

Harry and Ron were observing the elf, but Hermione had discovered the most important point.

The elf walked straight towards the desk, not even casting a glance at them at the desk, as if they didn't exist.

This guess was so weird. Hermione subconsciously looked at Professor Braine, only to see Professor Braine staring at something solemnly. Following his line of sight, Hermione found that Professor Braine was looking at the elf's hand. Gold cup.

There was something wrong with this little elf, inside and out.

As he passed by, the frightened Ron staggered back a few steps, but the elf ignored this scene and kept smiling. It placed the golden cup containing a purple liquid on the table and looked at it. He wandered around, then walked to the window sill and checked the dust on the windowsill with his fingers.

"It can't see us, can it?"

If you haven't realized this yet, you would be stupid. Ron looked at Professor Blaine and asked,
  "Is this something you did to prevent us from being discovered?"

Professor Blaine did not answer Ron's question. He leaned down and studied the golden cup placed on the corner of the table.

"Dobby knows every elf in the castle, Harry Potter -" Dobby whispered to Harry, "but Dobby has never seen it -"

Harry was about to say something, but his expression suddenly turned horrified, and Ron and Hermione beside him had the same expression.

This little elf who didn’t know who it belonged to was still humming a song. After making sure that the hygiene in the room was satisfactory, it walked back to the desk from the window sill, and then passed directly through the body of Professor Blaine who was studying the gold cup. In the past, they started to tidy up the slightly messy desktop. What was even more surprising was that this little elf could pick up the books and papers on the desktop that they could never reach!
  "It's a ghost!"

The scene of the elf passing through Professor Blaine's body was so shocking that Harry couldn't help but scream.

Harry couldn't think of any other possibilities besides ghosts!

"Could it be that"

Ron's face was as pale as snow when he witnessed this scene. He was breathing hard and his fingertips were shaking.

"Does this office mean that we have broken into the world of ghosts, so we can't touch things in the room, and this elf can't touch us?"

Ever since they entered this office, a strange feeling in their subconscious had been torturing Harry and the others, and Ron's speculation pushed them into the abyss of fear. Even Hermione, who had always been rational, was frightened. It feels like all the ordinary objects around me exude an eerie atmosphere.

The three of them subconsciously approached Professor Brain. In this office, Professor Brain was the only person who could give them a sense of security.

call--
  Amosta straightened up and breathed a sigh of relief.

When destroying the exquisite locket hung by Slytherin, Dumbledore once took out a book recording the Hufflepuff Golden Cup. The golden cup in the picture in the book was at the base of the cup. There are real runes of the same kind as those on Gryffindor's sword, Slytherin's locket and Ravenclaw's diadem, but the one in front of him does not.

Amosta did not doubt that the gold cup in front of him was fake, but he just said that at this point in time, the four giants had not yet done anything with their respective legacy, which almost represented their identity.

"This is not a world of the undead, and the elf in front of me is not an undead either-" Amosta said softly, his thoughts withdrawing from the golden cup,
  "You can understand that we are under the illusion of magic in this room. This office is showing us a past event that happened in the past-"

Professor Brain's statement undoubtedly made the three young wizards breathe a sigh of relief - illusion magic, this statement sounds much safer than entering the world of the undead by mistake.

"Professor Blaine—"

Hermione looked remorseful. She believed that she was responsible for the three of them, Dobby and Dom being under the illusion magic, and also caused Professor Blaine to suffer.

"Do you have a way to break the illusion magic in the room?"

"You can try it--"

The magic that has been left behind for thousands of years is not flawless. Amosta looked straight into nothingness, with a light flickering in his lavender eyes, as if he had seen through the reality, and he said calmly
  "But I think we'd better not try too hard. The original owners of this office clearly wanted to show us something valuable, and leaving now would be a waste of our adventure."

Adventure?

Ron smacked his lips. He didn't think it was an adventure to stumble into this weird office. However, Professor Blaine looked calm and in no hurry to leave the room. He had no choice but to calm down. of rejection and remained quiet.

After confirming that the group of people would not encounter any danger, Hermione seemed to feel more relieved, so the curiosity in her heart began to trouble her again.

Who is the owner of this office?
  Hermione couldn't help but think about this question, and the house elf with extremely bright eyes who was busy clearing the desk in front of them aroused Hermione's curiosity even more.

This elf exudes an aura of freedom. It is not at all like the elves in the kitchen and the outside world who enjoy being enslaved. How does this elf's employee do all this? ?

Hermione observed the elf with all her attention, trying to figure out the secret of this elf that behaved naturally but was extremely weird for a house elf, but--
  click!

Caught off guard, the door handle of the office was turned open again!

A woman walked in that year. This middle-aged woman was slightly fat, but the gentleness in her face had a strange power to soothe the heart's throbbing. Moreover, her wine-red eyes were like stars. It's so bright that not even Professor Dumbledore, who has a pair of penetrating blue eyes, or Professor Blaine, who has magical powers in his lavender eyes, can match it!
  This middle-aged witch did not appear alone. Behind her, another witch who looked much younger but looked very tired also followed.

The moment they saw this younger witch, both Harry and Ron's eyes suddenly became erratic.

So far, the most outstanding and fascinating women Harry has ever seen are the group of Veela he saw at the Quidditch World Cup finals. However, compared with the appearance and temperament of the young witch in front of him, Haha Lee thought those Veela's were downright vulgar!

but--
  Harry's brows furrowed as he stared at the two witches who walked in, who at first glance seemed to be particularly remarkable. He always felt like they were familiar?
  "Who are they?"

Ron asked Hermione in a low voice. Professor Blaine's previous statement had already revealed something. The office they were in probably belonged to a former Hogwarts staff member, and it should be very famous. Like Harry, Ron, who felt a sense of familiarity in his heart, turned to look at Hermione, and at first glance, Ron's brows suddenly stood up!

Next to him, Hermione's brown eyes were almost bulging out of her sockets, and her wide-open mouth looked funny, but it also proved her surprise at the moment!

"What's wrong? Why do you look like you've seen a ghost!"

Ron asked nervously. However, he didn't need Hermione to answer, because the following conversation allowed him to fully understand the reason for Hermione's surprise and fear, and it also made his mind fall into almost the same state. In the situation!
  "Good afternoon, Qiqi--"

The middle-aged witch who walked into the office first had a smile on her face and said in a voice as soft as the spring breeze,
  "I'm looking for you, Qiqi. I've thought of a few new dishes. I'm going to incorporate them into the children's daily recipes, but before that, maybe you can give me some advice-"

"Good afternoon, Ms. Hufflepuff, Ms. Ravenclaw—"

The house elf known as Qiqi stood beside the seat, bowed slightly, and said politely,
  "It would be my pleasure to serve you, Ms. Hufflepuff, it would be my pleasure--"

(End of this chapter)