Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

The final result is expected to disappoint her, more than just a special case, can not represent the majority of house elves.

As Haiger said, there are one or two freaks in each species.

Other domestic elves will not like freedom as much as Dobby, and will not accept wages, which is a shame for them.

"Thank you, Miss, Master Ai Wen!" Dobby said, smiling at them and showing a lot of teeth. "After the sparks were released, Dobby led her to find a lot of wizard families, hoping they could keep them shiny. Most wizards don't want a house elf who pays for work. They say that it is not the quality of a house elf, and then they close the door to Dobby and Sparkle! But some wizards are willing to let Sparky work for them free, but Dobby can't give the sparkle to them, she needs to work, but she must wear clothes and work as much as Dobby."

Hogwarts' house elf began to quietly move away from Dobby, as if he had some kind of infectious bacteria.

The flashing is still waiting, but the volume of her crying is obviously higher.

She was crying so sad, crying and crying, suddenly fluttering from the stool, face down on the floor of the slate shop.

Sparkling with a small fist, screaming in pain.

Hermione hurryed to her side and tried to comfort her, but no matter what Hermione said, it didn't work.

Dobby continued to tell his story, screaming loudly, overshadowing the gleaming cry.

"Dorby suddenly had an idea, Master Ai Wen, more than thought of Hogwarts, there is enough work here, more convenient than care, and Professor Dumbledore is also very willing to take her in, pay her money "Dobby said, "He is the greatest wizard except Harry Potter and Master Avon. Dobby has heard a lot about him."

Dobby's face showed a very bright smile, and the tears of joy filled his eyes.

“How much did Professor Dumbledore pay you?”

"He originally intended to give Dolby 10 gold gallons a week, but more than no, Master Ai Wen has already paid more than a lot of money, more than just help here!" Dobby said, "When the holidays, more It’s better to return to the home of Master Ai Wen.”

"Hey!" Hermione didn't speak, and she glanced at Evan.

She knows that Ai Wen only pays more than one Jin Jialong every week. She thinks that the money is too little.

She has also persuaded Ivan to give more money to Dobby than once, but it is useless.

Every time I mention this, Dobby is very scared.

He will hold Ai Wenyu's pain and repeatedly ask if Ai Wen doesn't want him!

Dobby thinks that too much wealth and leisure time is terrible. In his words, he likes freedom, but does not want too much freedom.

He prefers work more than leisure and wealth.

"So you, glitter, how much money does Professor Dumbledore pay you?" Hermione continued.

If she thought it would make the sparkle happy, it would be a big mistake.

Sparkling really stopped crying, but she sat up, two huge brown eyes glaring at Hermione, and the wet face suddenly became angry.

"Sparkle is a house elf who has been swept out of the house, but the spark has not yet reached the point of paying the work!" She said screamingly, "The sparkling has not fallen to that level! Sparkling for freedom is ashamed!"

“Shame?!” said Hermione, “Sparkling, you listen to me! It should be shy that Mr. Crouch, not you! You have not done anything wrong, he is too cruel to you”

But I heard this, I quickly put my hand on the two holes of her hat and flattened her ears.

Then she couldn't hear, and then she screamed. "You are not allowed to insult my master, Miss! You are not allowed to insult me ​​Mr. Crouch! Mr. Crouch is a good wizard, Miss! Mr. Crouch fired. It’s bad, he’s done right!”

"Sparkling work money is more than here, she refused to ask, more than help him squat, and give her when the sparkle is needed!" Dobby screamed and screamed quietly, "Dobby is a sneak peek, help She had the same wages as Dumbledore, a Jin Jialong every week, but she had no holidays, and she couldn’t convince her."

"You did a good job, Dobby!" said Hermione, uneasily watching the screaming cry.

When she heard her praise, Dobby laughed embarrassedly.

"I can't believe it. She even thought that Mr. Crouch was doing the right thing."

"Sparkling needs time to adjust, Miss, she can't adjust it!" Dobby continued. "Sparkling forgets that she and Mr. Crouch have been cut off. She can now say what she wants, but she can't do it."

"Why, when the house elves comment on their owners, can't they think about it?" Hermione frowned and asked.

"Oh, no, absolutely not!" Dobby said, his expression suddenly became serious. "This is the rule of the family's elf slave. We keep secrets for the masters, keep silent, we maintain the honor of the family, never say bad things about the master. But Professor Dumbledore told Dobby that he did not insist that we must do this. He said, we can"

Dobby suddenly appeared to be in a state of uneasiness, and came to Evan and Hermione.

He pressed down a few more voices to make sure others couldn't hear what he said.

"He said that if we are willing, you can call him a fool!"

Then, Dobby raised his body and gave a terrible laugh.

"If you like, you can say me like this, this is your freedom, more than!" said Ai Wen.

"Me too!" Hermione added.

"No, no, Miss, Master Ai Wen!" Dobby hurriedly shook his head, his face showing a look of fear. He shook his head and slammed his ears. "Do than want to do this, more than never I will do this. Dobby likes Master Ai Wen and your friends very much. He is more willing to keep secrets for you and keep silent for you.

"Thank you!" Ai Wen said comfortably.

Dobby was filled with tears in his eyes and gratefully looked at Ai Wen.

"Oh, then to Malfoy, how do you say what you want now?" Ai Wen hurriedly asked.

He knows that he will not continue to talk about the topic, and he will cry with his thigh.

When I heard Evan's words, a trace of fear plucked more than that huge eye.

"Dobby, more than you can!" He said with a certainty, "Torby can tell Master Ai Wen, the old master of Dobby is, is, a very bad black wizard!"

Dobby stood for a moment, shivering, and was scared by his bold behavior.

Then, he rushed to the nearest table and began to slam his head to the top, screaming, "Bad is more than! Bad more than!"

Evan hurriedly grabbed the back of Dobby's tie and pulled him away from the table.

"Thank you, Master Ai Wen, thank you." Dobby said with a sigh of relief, his hand on his forehead.

"Well, you only need to practice more." Ai Wen said. (To be continued.)