Rebirth of the Harry Potter

"When did you come? Shining." Hermione asked.

"Since she was expelled from Batick Lauche, Minister Dumbledore asked her to come to Professor McGonagall, Miss Granger!" Dobby said cheerfully.

"Minister Dumbledore and Principal McGonagall are really good people. I have been a house elf for so many years. I haven't seen a house elf who was driven away by the owner because of poor work. The other wizards were adopted."

Dobby turned out to be a straight steel man.

After listening to Dobbi’s knife, she blew more than she cried just now. Her nose like a squashed tomato ran out of her nose and dripped on her chest, and she didn’t want to stop it. live.

Even Harry's angry face didn't work.

Hermione asked: "Sparkle, after you come to Hogwarts, how do you feel compared to your last demanding master?"

Shining shouted: "Here is no match for Mr. Crouch's house. Even if he doesn't move, he will let Shining pump himself with iron bars and iron his hands with an iron. But Mr. Crouch is a good wizard, Miss! Mr. Lauch fired the shining lack of ability, he did it right!"

Hermione said: "Now at Hogwarts, no one will punish you anymore, and no one knows that if you are afraid of heights, you have to go to a higher place. Isn't it good?"

Speaking of fear of heights, Shining shivered.

But she still said: "No, Mr. Crouch's house is the place to be shining. I am a bad elf, miss!"

Shining whimpered, tears rolled down his cheeks again: "Poor Mr. Crouch, what should he do without Shining? He needs me, he needs my help! I will take care of G The Lauchs. Before me, it was my mother, before her, my grandmother. What would they say if they knew that Sparkle was expelled? Shame, it’s shame!"

She buried her face in her skirt again and burst into tears.

Hermione didn't know how to comfort shining.

Several house elves hurried up, carrying a large silver tray with a teapot, two cups, a pot of scented milk and a large plate of freshly baked cookies.

"Thank you." Hermione nodded.

"No thanks, miss." The house elves bowed hard.

Hermione picked up a cookie and thought of a topic: "Dobby, have you heard that you work here, is it paid?"

Dobby said happily: "Yes, Dobby needs to pay now! This is something other house-elves haven't done."

Hermione said, "Good thing, Dobby!" Then she looked at Shimmer.

The house elves in the kitchen were watching them with interest, listening to them, and hearing Dobby's eyes full of contempt.

Hermione's words surprised them.

The house elves who just delivered milk biscuits turned around and returned, and they angrily took the silver plate away.

An elf jumped up, grabbed the cookie in Hermione's hand, and ran away.

Hermione: "..."

With Hermione's approval, Dobby seemed extremely happy. He said: "Most wizards don't want a house-elf who earns money, young lady. Dobby likes work, but he also wants to wear clothes and get wages. Dobby wants freedom."

Hogwarts' house-elves looked away, as if Dobby had said extremely rude and embarrassing words. They quietly moved away from this circle, avoiding Dobby, as if he had some kind of powerful infectious bacteria on his body. Book six

Shimmering stayed still because she only knew Dobby, but the volume of her crying obviously increased.

Dobby said cheerfully: "After this year, Shining also came here, and I want to persuade her to pay too..."

Suddenly flicked forward from the stool, fell face down on the stone-paved floor, made a frustrated forward bend, and the little fist kept pounding the floor, screaming in pain: "This is shame! The greatest humiliation I have experienced in my life!"

Hermione squatted beside her and tried to comfort her, but whatever Hermione said had no effect. Dobby continued to tell his story, screaming loudly, overshadowing the crying.

"When Dobby first came to Hogwarts, Professor Dumbledore said that since Dobby wanted to pay, he could pay Dobby! So, Dobby is a free elf, miss, Dobby. Get a gallon every week and a day off every month!"

"What!" Hermione said in surprise: "So little!"

Dobby said horrifiedly: "Professor Dumbledore was going to give Dobby ten gallons a week and had a holiday on the weekend, but so much wealth and leisure time was terrible. Dobby bargained with him before he lowered the price. To One Gallon. Miss, Dobby likes freedom, but he doesn’t want too much freedom, he prefers work!"

Harry was in a mixed mood: there were even employees who took the initiative to request lower wages and work more. If there is such an employee under the boss of the Ma who submitted the 996 blessing, he may wake up laughing with dreams.

Not to mention that other house-elves are the best among the best. They don’t even need a little salary. Even if they are exhausted from work, they will be grateful to Dade.

Hermione asked, "That sparkling, do you eventually have a salary?"

Shining stopped crying and sat up. Her two huge brown eyes stared at Hermione fiercely, and her wet face suddenly became angry: "Swing is indeed an unqualified domestic elf who was swept out of the house, but Shining It’s not low enough to ask for wages!"

"Sparkle hasn't fallen to that level! Sparkle is ashamed of Doblin's freedom!"

Hermione's face was dumbfounded: "Ashamed? How can it be ashamed? Mr. Crouch should be ashamed, he is so cruel to you."

After hearing this, she quickly put her hand on the two holes in her hat and squashed her ears: "Can't hear or hear! You are not allowed to abuse my master, Miss!"

Dobby whispered: "Sparkle hasn't adjusted it yet, Miss Granger. She has forgotten that she and Mr. Crouch have been cut off. She can say whatever she wants now, but she can't do it."

Hermione found that it was really difficult for her to communicate with Shining, so she had to ask Dobby.

Dobby happily kept talking about how he lived as a free elf and how he planned to spend his salary.

Dobby patted his chest and said, "That's Gallon, who is completely under Dobby control. Dobby is going to buy a pullover this Christmas."

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Harry~www.ltnovel.com~ When Hermione said goodbye, the elves came to give them away.

Hermione looked at the elves' bowing and kneeling, and there was a painful expression on her face. It is impossible for you to let her be a person trained by modern thinking to accept slavery.

Hermione took the lead on the marble stairs and said, "I thought that they would be free, but it seemed that I thought it was too beautiful. Their willingness to be enslaved was passed down for countless generations. , Already a miracle."

"I have an idea." Hermione looked at Harry and said: "Let Dobby work as a temporary worker for the wizard's family. Time and money are controlled by him, and it may affect the surrounding house elves a little bit."

"Let's target the masses first at the wizarding family of Hogwarts, and strive to make this happen before the Christmas holiday." Hermione sighed deeply.

These deep-rooted house elves really made her helpless.

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