Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

In the eyes of the goblins, the house elves are weak betrayers and are not worthy of forgiveness.

The maiming and tragic life they suffered was entirely their own.

In the eyes of the human wizard, the house elves are only slaves and belong to the private property of the wizard.

They have the right to dispose of their own house elves, even killing them, not having to care about their own ideas.

After the goblin rebellion, the house elves passed a very tragic, very dark life.

The only thing to be thankful for is that with the end of the **** glory and the age of black magic, the status of the house elf has been improved.

Although they are still slaves to wizards, there are very few inhuman persecutions.

However, judging from the treatment they received at the Malfoy family, they are still being abused.

The scary thing is that both the pure-blood wizard and the house elf think that these things are justified.

Evan hopes that Hermione's Home Elf Rights Promotion will be able to change this situation, although this may be minimal.

He walked fast for five minutes and came to the end of the room.

There is no head of the house elf on the wall in front of it, replaced by a downwardly extending stone ladder.

At the end of the stone ladder, it was tightly closed by a heavy iron gate.

"Where does the door lead to?" Ai Wen asked, looking around carefully, feeling a little bit wrong.

The whole room was unobstructed, only this passage continued, but he always felt that things were not that simple.

"I don't know, Master Ai Wen, Dobby has never been here!" Dobby replied, looking at the dark martyrdom with fear.

"We can go in and check it later!" Evanton gave a moment, and the mind flashed in his mind. "Wait a minute, since this cold storage can keep this low temperature, there must be a magic at work, but I didn't feel it here. magic."

On the contrary, the temperature near this ramp seems to have picked up.

Ai Wen closed his eyes and felt the magical changes in the air, leading more than going back.

He took a few steps and stopped in front of a shelf full of crippled, persecuted house elves.

The heads of these elves above the shelf all lacked an organ or suffered some damage, just like Moody's face.

In addition, they present a strange light blue, which is particularly eerie.

These have become the heads of the corpses with big eyes of scary light bulbs, staring at Evan and Dobby.

Ai Wen didn't know what kind of abuse they had before him, and they had such a hateful expression on their faces, which looked so terrible.

It stands to reason that this kind of expression should not appear on the creatures that are admired by the elves at home.

Even if the main people kill them, they probably won’t reveal this expression.

Dobby mourned and cast his eyes on it.

Ai Wen directly ignored it. When he passed by, he thought it was because the problem of the potion formula used for antiseptic was so strange that the heads of these house elves became so weird. Now it seems that this is not the case at all. Strong, what should be said.

He endured nausea and used his wand in his hand to knock the head of the blue house elf on the shelf.

"Master Ai Wen!" Dobby looked at him worriedly, not knowing what he was doing.

When Evan's wand fell to the head of the third elf who had a nose on the left, the elf's closed eyes suddenly opened.

He looked at Ai Wen slyly as if he wanted to eat Ai Wen alive.

Ai Wen subconsciously stepped back and saw the three sinister green fires appear in front of themselves.

The magic fire quickly rushed to Ai Wen. In the scream of Dobby, Ai Wen hurriedly bowed his head and passed the fire.

He applied a protective spell to himself at the fastest speed, and the remaining two flames hit the shield and made a depressing sound.

A few seconds later, Ai Wen climbed up from the ground and looked at the shelf in front of him.

I didn’t expect to encounter an attack, but fortunately I reacted quickly.

It seems that no matter where you can't take it lightly.

He also cast a protective spell on himself and continued to try to crack the organization.

This time his luck was good. When his wand fell to the fourth home to raise the elf's head, the whole shelf suddenly trembled and swung to the right to give a downward secret passage.

Dobby screamed again and looked at the sudden secret passage.

For Irving, who has rich experience in castle exploration, he is already familiar with this scene.

In Hogwarts, secret passages can be hidden in any place, even the bedroom or the principal's office.

"Let's go in and see!" said Ai Wen.

He remained vigilant, enhanced the light of his wand, and pulled more than he walked down the stairs.

This passage extends all the way down, and the two sides and the ground stairs are made of the unique black black rock of Hogwarts Castle. It is dark, lacquered and looks extraordinarily gloomy. To absorb all the light into it.

The lower the temperature, the lower the temperature, and I don’t know when it started. Ivan found that when I breathed, it sprayed a white mist.

The ground is very slippery with a thin layer of ice on it.

Under the fluorescent light of the wand, Avon can see that everything is glowing with a quirky cyan luster.

That is the color of the frost, here is the world of ice.

He has a feeling, just like entering one of his own isolated ice caves.

The low temperature of the above cold storage is passed from here, and I don't know what is going on below? !

"Master Ai Wen!" Dobby said with a trembling, "Dobby feels cold, very uncomfortable"

Ai Wen looked down and saw that the house elf was shaking at his feet and curled up into a ball.

He thought for a moment, using his wand to gently point himself and Dobby's head, the warm current flowing from the place where his wand touched, as if there was a hot water spinning in the body, dispelling the surrounding cold, let yourself and more It is warmer than it is.

With the uneasiness and fear of being expelled along with the cold, this dark cold storage seems to be less horrible.

Dobby's expression gradually calmed down, and Ai Wen secretly raised his vigilance.

He can feel that the strange magic that makes the surrounding cold and the temperature drop is gradually increasing.

Reminiscent of those domestic elves who were persecuted and hated, and the trap, he had to be careful in the face of this unknown environment. (To be continued.)