Hogwarts: I am Harry's Cousin

Chapter 142

"Tell me, Mr. Thief, what is your purpose?"

Dudley looked at the other party and said softly, "If you confess honestly, you will suffer less."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a high-pitched scream from the other party.

"Dobby is not a thief, Dobby just wants to take that dangerous thing."

"Your name is Dobby." Dudley straightened up and looked at him condescendingly: "Then what are you going to take away?"

"Dobby can't tell!"

"Harry Potter is in danger!"

"The Dursleys are good people, they adopted the savior Potter, Dobby can't harm them!"

Having said that, the other party hit the ground hard with his head, making a dull sound.

"Bad Dobby Bad Dobby!"

Although the word order was slightly out of order, Dudley managed to understand it.

"Is it to protect Harry?"

"Harry Potter is very great, he defeated the man whose name cannot be spoken!"

Voldemort's prestige is taboo even among house-elves.

It was a crazy guy after all.

During his strongest period, the killing never stopped.

"Someone is trying to kill Harry Potter."

"Hogwarts is dangerous."

"Bad Dobby, bad Dobby."

After a few words Dobby started banging his head on the floor again.

Dudley suddenly thought of Harry's recent bad luck on a 'date'.

"You're not going to help Harry in your own way, are you?"

"Hogwarts is dangerous, Harry Potter can't stay here."

Dobby didn't admit it, but there was no difference between saying it and admitting it.

The stone hammer is really made of this guy.

A moment of silence for our Harry, his misfortune is man-made

"Then the next question, is it your personal act or your master's intention to protect Harry?" Dudley asked while looking at him.

House-elves are very loyal creatures, they will carry out the orders given by their masters.

Of course, the one in front of me may be an exception.

"The old master hates Harry Potter, but the young master doesn't know. Dobby can't just watch Harry Potter have an accident. Bad Dobby, bad Dobby."

"Is that your personal behavior?" Dudley said, and changed the topic: "You were the one who messed up my bedroom before?"

"Don't you know that touching something belonging to a wizard is very dangerous?"

Boom, boom, boom. Dobby didn't answer any more, just kept banging his head on the floor.

That is to say, house-elves have a hard skull, otherwise they would have had a concussion.

"enough."

Dudley was a little annoyed by the other party's self-harming behavior, so he asked knowingly: "The last question, who is your master?"

"Dobby can't tell."

snap

Dobby snapped his fingers again, but this time the magic didn't fail, but the forming formation under his feet was gradually disappearing.

"Dobby is leaving. Goodbye, Mr. Dursley."

It was impossible for ordinary house elves to break Dudley. Dudley had tested this point with house elves, and there were more than a hundred house elves in the castle.

Data for Dudley's research was also obtained from the kitchen.

Originally, Dudley thought that adult wizards who were not good at fighting could not defeat house-elves on their own.

But he was wrong to draw this conclusion based on research.

The magic system of house elves is indeed different from that of wizards, but their strength is not much higher. Not to mention adult wizards with staffs, maybe senior wizards also have the ability to defeat them independently.

Are house-elves powerful? To be honest, if you exclude the magic that is different from the wizard system, the power is really average, and if you specifically target it, it is far less threatening than the wizard's old enemy, the goblin.

It can also be used in Hogwarts to change the shape and change the image.

This is reflected in the final battle of Hogwarts in the original book. When participating in the battle, it is no different from a Muggle cook. Holding pots, pans, knives and forks as weapons, a group of elves need to swarm up to use uniforms to eat death alone. only.

But Dobby in front of him is an exception.

Dudley became a little interested.

If it were any house-elf in the castle, there would be absolutely no way of escaping the trap Dudley made.

Should Dobby belong among the best of the house-elves, or elite house-elves?

It seems that each house-elf has a different individual value.

"So."

"Pixie."

The Cornish elf appeared in front of his eyes. Following Dobby's snap of his fingers, he also snapped his fingers in the same way, and the blue powder slid across his fingertips.

Something unexpected happened to Dobby, he used magic...but it didn't work.

"I'm afraid you can't go if you want to. You can't use Apparatus here."

If the house-elves' magic was specifically targeted, it would make them much less effective.

It's a pity that Dudley specifically studied

"Pixie's magic is no worse than yours." Dudley said a fact.

With the passage of time, Pixie, who had evolved once, also showed amazing talent, and under the effect of the domestication technique, Pixie's growth rate also reached an astonishing level.

It's a pity that there are so many such one.

All that's left is a bunch of little troublemakers.

Hmm, the Enhanced Rascals or a bunch of Peeves?

"Let me guess. Your name Dobby is a house-elf. There are two masters in the house, one old and one young."

"So... you're from the Malfoy family."

Unexpectedly, his magic would fail, Dobby looked a little at a loss, and his eyes widened even more after hearing Dudley's words.

To have a house-elf, it must be pure blood, and there are only a few pure blood families tossing and turning.

Even if Dudley didn't know anything, it wouldn't take much time to just guess.

"Dobby didn't say anything."

"Bad Dobby, bad Dobby!"

This time Dobby hit the cabinet with his head.

Every house elf has a contract with its owner, and their behavior will be restricted by the contract before they take the initiative to terminate it.

"Then let me guess again. Is this what you mean by the dangerous thing?"

Accompanied by Dudley's words, a step rose slowly from the ground, and an unknown jelly-like black substance lay quietly on it.

Those are the remains of the diary.

Dobby screamed full of surprise: "Mr. Dursley actually destroyed the old master's plot."

"Harry Potter is safe!"

"Harry was safe the entire time."

Dudley said otherwise: "It's just that it has become unsafe recently because of some people."

Harry's first love was also miscarried because of someone's intervention, poor Harry let us have a second's silence. Poof. It was so sad.

"It's all the conspiracy of the old master."

Dobby didn't catch the underlying meaning of Dudley's words at all.

"Dobby can't speak ill of the master, bad Dobby bad Dobby."

As he spoke, he wanted to bang his head against the wall again, but this time Dudley blocked it with his palm.

"Dobby, I can see that you are not an ordinary house elf, you have a strong will to be independent, so do you want to be free?"

"I think we can make a deal."