Hogwarts Homecoming

The other elves in the kitchen were originally surrounding them, ready to be at their disposal at any time, but as soon as they started talking and mentioned words such as 'salary, vacation, freedom, resistance', the elves stepped aside with a huff, as if haha They were discussing something very rude.

Hermione put the elves aside for the moment. She took Dobby's thin arm and shouted loudly,

"Dom, come to me!"

boom!

After a slight popping sound, another house elf appeared next to Hermione, and it was Hermione's dome.

Tom was still wearing the jumper that Hermione had given him, sewn from fabric torn from his robes. Compared with half a month ago, when the first competition event ended, Dom was stronger. It was hard to imagine that a newborn house elf could grow so big in two or three months.

"Oh, what's going on, Hermione?" When he saw Dom appearing, Harry immediately looked at Hermione and exclaimed, "What's wrong with its ears?"

One of Dongmu's two ears was pulled down, and the soft fluff on it disappeared completely, and the skin showed a burnt black color.

"--It wants to punish itself because of helping in the competition project"

Hermione said sadly,

"Dom stuck his head into Hagrid's stove, but fortunately Fang found it in time."

Hearing the reason, even Harry couldn't help but sigh. These house elves were more difficult to deal with than any magical creature he had ever seen.

"--Respectfully, Mistress Granger."

Dom had never been to the kitchen of Hogwarts, and the surrounding environment made it slightly confused. When it found that it was surrounded by its kind, and they all looked at it with curious eyes, It called out Hermione's name in panic, and involuntarily shrank towards Hermione's legs.

"An elf cub!"

House elves obviously have their own way of distinguishing the age of their companions. Although in the eyes of Harry and Ron, Dobby and Dobby were almost the same age, Dobby recognized them at a glance. Dobby was actually the younger one. Not long after birth.

"Dobby has not seen such a small elf cub in a long time. Miss Granger, it is your house elf, right?"

Seeing the hand still holding on his arm, Dobby said happily and confusedly, "Dobby, what can I do for you?"

Harry and Ron looked at each other. They had already guessed what Hermione was going to do. Sure enough, Hermione held Dom's arm with her other hand and said to Dom very seriously,

"This is Dobby, Dom. Starting from tomorrow, you can stay at Hagrid's during the night, and I want you to follow Dobby during the day and learn from him-"

Dom looked at Dobby, eyes flashing, seemingly confused by Hermione's order.

"House elves can do a lot of housework without learning, Miss Granger -"

Dobby was very impressed by Hermione's solemn instructions, but at the same time, he was also very confused.

"We are born to do chores, Miss Granger. Your house elf seems to be in good health. What can Dobby teach him?"

"Oh, it's just--"

Hermione frowned and tried to make her words more understandable.

"I hope you can teach Doum about pursuing freedom. Then, house elves also have the right to enjoy wages and holidays while working!"

The room was silent, no one or house elf made a sound.

The skin all over Dongmu's body was visibly turning pink. Judging from the light shining in its huge eyes, it was obviously not because of it, but more like fear. This was a very normal reaction, and Dobby did not agree as Hermione expected, but looked embarrassed.

"Oh, this is a disaster--"

Ron sighed and whispered in Harry's ear, and Harry nodded involuntarily.

Dom looked at Dobby. It subconsciously wanted to stay away from it, but the order from Hermione made it unable to move. So, it could only look at Hermione pitifully for a while, and stared at Dobby in horror.

Dobby understood once he saw Dom's reaction.

"I'm afraid-"

Dobby was so embarrassed that he searched his mind for a euphemism.

"Dobby also asked for wages and holidays from Winky and Professor Dumbledore--"

Winky, who returned to the fireplace and cried, became angry again.

"Winky is a house elf who was kicked out, but Winky isn't getting paid yet!"

Twinkle said in a shrill voice,

"Winky hasn't fallen to that level yet, Winky is ashamed of being free!"

"You saw it, Miss——"

Dobby pointed at Winky, then looked sadly at the elves further away from them and said,

"Besides work, they don't want to talk to me about other things. With all due respect, miss, your house elf probably won't want to either-"

"Dom likes to work, great Master Granger, but Dom doesn't want wages and holidays. Dom is an obedient elf——"

Tom's eyes were filled with tears. She looked at Hermione and begged softly.

But Hermione seemed to have made up her mind. She kept the unbearable feeling in her heart, pursed her red lips, and showed her determination to Dom and Dobby with her eyes.

"Hermione."

Harry looked a little helpless. He also believed that the treatment of house elves needed to be improved, but there was obviously something wrong with her starting point. Just when he was about to persuade Hermione to take it slow, among the group of house elves far away from them, suddenly, One stood up and walked towards them timidly under their shocked eyes.

"You can't do that, Miss Granger--"

The house elf came to Hermione. Looking at its trembling appearance, it was obvious that it mustered up great courage to question Hermione's words.

"Who are you."

Identifying house elves is not an easy task for wizards. It took Hermione some time to realize it. Then, she exclaimed in surprise,

"Rega! I remember, you are Rega!" Excited Hermione sent Dom to the elf and shouted happily,

"Do you still remember, Dongmu, it is your mother, Ruijia, do you still remember it?"

To Hermione's disappointment, Dom was extremely indifferent to Regina's appearance. It just nodded at Hermione's inquiry, and then continued to look at Dobby with fearful eyes, as if Dobby was covered in blood. Like something dirty.

"You must not let Dobby near Dobby, Miss Granger-"

There was a strange emotion in Regina's heart that supported it and gave it the courage to express its objections in front of Hermione.

"Dom is an obedient house elf. Dom is willing to do everything for you, Miss Granger, but you can't let Dobby teach him that house elves cannot have wages and holidays--"

Just mentioning these two words made Ruijia tremble violently, but he still insisted on finishing the sentence.

"Everything that belongs to a house elf belongs to its master."

Things reached a deadlock, and Dom kept shaking his head slightly, unwilling to get close to Dobby. And one of Hermione's goals when she came to the kitchen tonight, Dom's mother, Rega, actually stepped forward to help Dom try to persuade Hermione to take back her life. This made Hermione extremely distressed, and her smart mind still couldn't handle it. Unable to deal with this complicated situation and lack of life experience, Hermione did not realize what Rega's initiative to stand up meant.

boom!

At this moment, there was a sudden explosion in the center of the kitchen. This was the sound made by the house elf teleporting.

The silent people looked over subconsciously, and they discovered that an elf teleported back to the kitchen and landed directly on the four long tables in the middle of the kitchen.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at the elf, and their expressions changed subtly before they knew it.

Boom--

The elf that landed on the table seemed to be drunk. It staggered a few steps and then fell on the table with a thud.

Silence and silence——

"What happened to it?"

Harry's brows furrowed unconsciously, and the way the elves near the long table looked at this elf made Harry shudder a little.

"It's dead, sir--"

Dobby gasped a few times and spoke in a sharp voice.