Conquest knights from Hogwarts

Chapter 155
Today is Saturday, the day the first Quidditch match at Hogwarts begins.

The sweltering weather accompanied by thunder did not make the little wizards lose their interest. They brought more peanuts and melon seeds than usual, covered their swollen pockets talking and laughing, and walked to the court outside the castle.

Even the Slytherin little snakes didn't show much disappointment on their faces, anyway, they weren't the ones who went up to get beaten. Although seeing their own academy's team being beaten with their heads held down didn't make them happy, life still had to If you don't want to cry or laugh, then just eat melons.

Today's We're Not Slytherin event was in full swing, and after dropping off their bags and going to the theatre, they weren't in such a bad mood.

By eleven o'clock, the stands were already full of spectators, and the stadium was busier than last year. Many little wizards began to bet, and they were guessing how many points Slytherin would lose this year.

"Hello everyone!"

The sound amplified by the loudspeaker overwhelmed the noise on the field, and Lee Jordan's high-spirited voice reached the ears of every little wizard.

"We meet again, I am your old friend Lee Jordan, welcome everyone to come here to watch the annual Gryffindor beat Slytherin competition!"

The little snakes who were stabbed in the heart with a knife yelled, life is hard enough, why bother to expose it?
However, their voices of dissatisfaction were quickly suppressed by the cheers of the other three houses. After all, Slytherin had done too much in the past, either attacking players before the start of the game, or fouling the players with black hands on the field. The disdainful means cannot be erased in a mere year.

But Lee Jordan simply ignored those shouting at him, he was just telling the truth.

"This year's Gryffindor has some new adjustments. They have a new Chaser this year! That is our Quidditch field, the notorious executioner! The fearsome big devil, Ron Weasley's sister, Ginny Weasley!"

"It is also an exception to join the team in the first grade. I wonder if her performance can satisfy us?"

"Look!"

Jordan yelled!
"The man is here!"

"He came out with a bat!"

"Although it was hundreds of feet away, I definitely saw the Slytherins standing opposite them shaking!"

"Can they ride brooms? Can they? Can they!"

"If it's a man, just say: YES! But please don't pee in your pants."

"Then let's enjoy watching you guys fly off your broomsticks! Make sure to dig in, it might look a little more respectable."

Although what Lee Jordan said seemed to be a little bit 'mean', no one could find fault with him. After all, it was all the truth, and people couldn't refute it even if they wanted to.

"Ron, do you still have to fight later?"

"I kind of regret joining the team."

Ginny, who was walking behind Ron, tugged on her elder brother's robe, muttering in a complicated mood.

After all, Wood's outrageously rigorous training was specifically for the Chaser, and the line he designed during the holidays tortured her for a while, and she was tanned a shade visible to the naked eye.

"If you play well, you will have fun. Although it is Slytherin, if they perform well, then I will let the water go. After all, they are classmates. It is not good if the relationship is too rigid. Slytherin is our school. second largest customer base."

Rubbing Ginny's little head to reassure her, the hardships during this period are not for nothing, and the skills she has honed will definitely come in handy, even if it doesn't work today, Quidditch matches include finals Four duels.

"The captains of both sides shook hands." After the two sides arrived at the same time, Mrs. Hooch spoke loudly. Wood and Marcus took a step forward, and then they separated immediately after making a fool of themselves.

"Listen to my whistle." Mrs. Hooch bit the silver whistle in her mouth, "Three-two-one!"

Fourteen broomsticks flew into the air in an instant, and rushed into the leaden sky. Slytherin, who had no intention of grabbing the Quaffle, immediately scattered. Ron's position today is not a Chaser. The way can only make them become targets and be reimbursed one by one.

Wanting to survive a match safely in the hands of this big devil who is not polite to them at all, the Slytherin players racked their brains frantically to find countermeasures. They didn't want to win at all, they just I want to lose decently.

But before their well-designed tactics could be implemented, the orangutan, riding on a broom and flying faster than a bludger, had already raised his bat.

"Bang Bang~"

The Bludger that was flattened in an instant flew out in a straight line, and the two Slytherin batters who had just lifted into the air and hadn't finished accelerating were instantly knocked out of the broom.

This sudden attack prevented them from even using dodge actions such as 'sloth hugging a tree and rolling' before they were hit by a single blow and knocked down the broom.

The whistle for the start of the game was only sounded for more than a second, and Mrs. Huo Qi blew the second whistle representing a timeout in exhaustion.

"Hurry up, destroy it."

After checking that the two of them had just been knocked out, not that their bones had been broken or half of their bodies were crushed, Mrs. Hooch, whose complexion had gradually begun to go numb, thought again of today last year, when she blew the whistle. My cheeks are sore.

"If there is no foul, today's situation is actually almost the same."

Ron spread his hands to Mrs. Hooch, then strapped his bat to his waist.

"Mrs. Hooch, there is nothing in the Quidditch rules that prohibits players from playing other games during a Quidditch match, right?"

"It seems that there is no such regulation." Mrs. Hooch, who had memorized the Quidditch game rules book with thousands of prohibited items, nodded after serious thinking, "What do you want to do?"

"Seven to five is not fair, and they don't plan to let the substitute enter the arena to give away the head, then I will play cards with George, and Christmas will be in a few days, and our card version 3.0 will be officially released."

"Let's play for ourselves first, and then create a wave of hatred to whet our appetite~"

Under Mrs. Huo Qi's stunned gaze, the two of them sat on the broom with a big grin. Then they opened a portable chessboard and played chess leisurely in mid-air.

This outrageous behavior not only stunned Mrs. Huo Qi, but also those little wizards holding binoculars were shocked by this operation!

"Look! What kind of map is that, why haven't we seen it before?"

"Where's their hero? Why are they all small soldiers, right? The hero is Jin. What is that fire? Why did that dog catch fire all of a sudden! It became so fierce!"

"Damn it! This dog killed the giant! This is outrageous! What new mode is this, version 3.0 Dark Souls?"

"The dog is going to die! Even if you are a hero, it's useless to be surrounded!"

"The fire floated out again. What was the fire that ignited? A living corpse? The dry ones are also miscellaneous soldiers, right!"

"Why is this miscellaneous soldier's sword on fire! The sword has also become longer, and this flame sword is so handsome! Is this a zombie sword master?"

All of a sudden, the Quidditch below was a bit unpleasant. The young wizards with binoculars were yelling, and the auditorium was full of noise.

Although I knew this earlier, the chasers who were fighting hard below were somewhat speechless. Is this Quidditch or a card contest?

With a sigh of relief in their hearts, the Chasers moved more and more swiftly, blocking their pride, and they must attract the audience's attention back.

Maybe it's because I can't eat, the more I look at it, the more itchy and uncomfortable I feel, maybe it's because Lee Jordan's jingling goal bell is annoying, and finally the little wizards who barely returned to the Quidditch game let out a burst of enthusiasm shout.

After Ron knocked down two batsmen, he gave up attacking them. The Slytherin, who was thrown off his pace, wanted to use the previous tactics, but they saw the expectant eyes of their college students— —

"Now it's 3V3! How could we lose to these little girls!"

Marcus yelled manly, and then gave up the foul (after all, fouls are bound to be a Bludger), and Marcus, who planned to use his strength to win, started the fight with Angelina, Betty, and Ginny Head to head.

The lineup practiced by Gryffindor Chasers is all offensive. This formation that gave up any defense and only pursued efficiency goals to carry out massacres almost made Slytherin run away with their heads in their arms. The three soared up and down in the sky, The female knight who passed the ball to fill the position and tear the defense line in one go turned into three vigorous and swift female leopards when she didn't have to worry about being attacked.

The Slytherin players who don't play tricks and don't foul suddenly find that they don't seem to know how to play here.
They lost 220 points in just a short moment after being beaten by this continuous fast attack. They were in a trance, and they lost 2001 points in this short moment. You can only use five or six points.

The little snakes who were disappointed again began to sigh. After all, they lost so badly in this competition of pure hard power and technology without any bells and whistles, and they had nothing to say.

Just when they were expecting this duel to end soon, so as not to rain later, there was a slight change on the field.

Harry, who was looking for the Snitch and teasing the Slytherin Seeker by the way, seemed to be in trouble.

On the premise that no one is watching, the Bludger will randomly look for the target of the attack and try to knock them off the broom, but the Bludger that is too straight is not difficult to dodge, with the Bludger that the batter cooperates with That's the scariest thing, but only the balls flying around aren't.

The Bludger, which Harry could easily avoid, started chasing Harry like crazy at this moment, and the Bludger, which would only make a big turn in the sky, frequently made unreasonable small turns, and went straight to Harry. Like a shark smelling blood, the Bludger rushed after Harry's ass.

"I didn't do it! We're not going to foul today! Seriously!"

Marcus spoke eagerly when he flew past Ron. He finally got the ball and scored the first goal of the day with the cooperation of his teammates. Marcus, who was originally excited and ready to counterattack Immediately lost the mood.

"Go and help Harry, I'd like to see who's doing it."

George immediately put away the chessboard, then pulled out his bat and instantly slammed a Bludger that was approaching Harry. Ron, who was hovering in the sky, squinted his eyes and glanced down.

Light rain began to fall from the sky that was brewing with thunder, and with the louder and louder thunder surges, the bean-sized water droplets replaced the previous drizzle, and the vision became worse.

Ron quickly swept across the stands in all directions, and the Nimbus 2001, which was accelerated to the limit, took him to smash the rain curtain woven by water droplets.

He couldn't understand it. To be honest, he really couldn't understand it. The Bludger thing was definitely done by Dobby. Ron couldn't understand what power supported him to do these things.

Ron couldn't help feeling a little admiration in his heart. After all, he had to carry the double pressure from his master and himself to Hogwarts to continue his own "rescue" that didn't make any sense. Ordinary elves can do it.

"Understood, but this kind of practice cannot be approved. I just asked him whether it was Draco who opened the secret room or someone else."

Ron didn't think Lucius would give the diary to his son. Although he was a follower of Voldemort, as a cunning pure-blood nobleman, Malfoy's cunning was fully revealed after Voldemort's downfall. Maybe he did it.

Lucius had only one son, Draco, so precious.

Although it is noon now, under the cover of heavy clouds and the interference of heavy rain, the line of sight is still greatly hindered. Although Harry has George's help, the Bludger who is desperately trying to knock him off the broom also cannot Let Harry dodge in a hurry.

Ron, who walked around the field for several weeks, seemed to have given up searching. He rushed to Harry's position. Just as he made this move, the Bludger, who was already extremely anxious, became more violent at this moment.

Whoever was manipulating the Bludger knew that if he didn't finish Harry off before Ron got there, he would lose his only chance.

George, who had just slapped the Bludger, had no time to breathe a sigh of relief. The Bludger, which was not so violent at first, turned abruptly at this moment. Harry lunged away, and Ron was the last thirty or fifty feet away from Harry.

That's not the reach of the two-foot ball.

"Head down Harry!"

Hearing Ron's stern voice, Harry put his body on the broom in a hurry. He lowered his body and stretched out his hand hard. The flashing and moving golden snitch was just around the corner. He couldn't give up this opportunity.

There was a tragic sound of piercing through the air, and this attack with tremendous force was more aggressive than before. Harry, who touched the golden snitch with his fingertips, couldn't help but tilt his head. When he caught the golden snitch, He caught a glimpse of a wooden stick the size of an arm flying past his nose before hitting the Bludger as it reached his side.

Before Harry raised the Golden Snitch to announce the end of the game, Ron, who smashed through the rain, rushed towards him without braking. The moment after the bat flew over his body, Ron with a strong whistling air flowed Rubbing his back and flying over, then picked up the club that was about to fall, and slammed it hard on the disobedient Bludger.

The Bludger flying straight towards the stands shattered the railing at the highest point of the stands, and a frightened little figure flew out of the top of the stands instantly by the Bludger with terrifying strength.

The little wizard below uttered a scream, and the broken wood fell on them, causing them to shrink back under their seats with their heads in their arms.

"Sorry, my hand slipped."

Ron, who put away his wand, held the Bludger in his hand and apologized to the frightened little wizards.

"It's okay, it's okay." The little wizards who found that they didn't have any missing arms or legs quickly waved their hands and said, "This ball is a bit nasty, well played!"

After the game was over, driven by the rain, the little wizards trotted towards the castle, and the three girls who fought so passionately in this game were putting on dry robes and standing around the fireplace in the locker room. There was chatter in front of me.

"Have you found it?"

Harry, who was wiping his hair with a towel, whispered to Ron, Ron would not smash the railing of the stands for no reason, he must have found something.

"It's Dobby."

Ron took out a heavy ball from his pocket and tossed it in the palm of his hand, "It just so happens that we can ask him something, after all, if such stupid things still exist, it would be too bad, right? "

"Yeah, I was almost broken by the Bludger, especially the last one. If you hadn't knocked him into the air, I would have broken six ribs."

"What are you talking about?" Ginny ran over bouncingly, and then knocked Ron's chest with her small fist.

"You and George are actually playing cards on the court! You don't even look at us!" Ginny pointed to Angelina and Betty behind her, and then she said angrily, "We scored a full 47 goals Eh!"

"Then next time in training, I will be the goalkeeper and you will attack?"

Ron Yaner suggested badly, "It's great if you can get 10 points from me. Do you want to try?"

Smiling and rubbing Ginny's long hair, Ron waved at Ginny after seeing Hermione got off the stands and walked to the door of the dressing room: "Harry lent me some, and I'll return it to you in the afternoon."

With a barrier made of a floating spell on their heads, the pouring rain couldn't wet them at all. The three of them hurried back to the castle, and then came to the House of Response they were very familiar with.

"Where is this elf?"

Hermione looked at Dobby, who was transformed back to his original form by Ron, and asked in confusion, "This isn't ours or Hogwarts, right?"

"That's what I told you on the train, the Malfoy elf, his name is Dobby."

Ron, who re-strengthened the full-body binding spell, poked the unconscious little thing with his wand, and a quick recovery awakened him from the stunned sleep.

Dobby's big bright eyes widened in horror at this moment. Although the elf could teleport unaffected by the anti-apparition spell, the body-binding spell that interfered with the flow of magic power made him lose the ability to escape. Chance.

To break through the shackles of the Body-Binding Curse, Dobby could only rely on his own magic power to shake and break through the shackles transformed by Ron's magic power, but this was very difficult, after all, the locks were many times stronger than those made by ordinary wizards. .

"gentlemen."

Apart from his head being able to move, Dobby, who had completely lost control of his other parts, let out a horrified sound.

"Dobby didn't mean to, Dobby just..."

"You want to knock Harry off the broom and smash seventeen or eighteen bones in him, don't you?"

Ron interrupted Dobby, the elf didn't seem to realize what he was doing.

"No! No! That's not what Dobby thinks!"

Dobby screamed in horror. He had imagined that he was cut into pieces by Ron, and his torn body was thrown into the sewer, and then down the pipe, mixed with the dirty feces, forever out of this world.

"Let me ask, Ron, you are too scary."

Harry squeezed forward, and Ron, who was too happy to speak, leaned lazily on the recliner.

"My letter was intercepted, and I almost missed the awarding ceremony of my parents' medal;
Messing up at the Dursleys' house, and if Ron hadn't been there, I'd be torn to pieces by the living hands of Uncle Vernon;
Locked the entrance to the station to prevent me from boarding the train and going back to school;
And today, you took control of the Bludger and tried to break my bones and drive me off the broom. "

"Dobby." Harry rubbed between his brows in pain, "What the hell are you going to do? I have no grievances with you, why are you doing these things to me?"

"Dobby, Dobby is this" He looked at Ron cautiously, but Ron, who was stroking the cat and whispering to Hermione, didn't look at it at all, which made Dobby heave a sigh of relief.

"Dobby really wanted to save Harry Potter's life!"

"Harry Potter can't come to Hogwarts, it's not safe here, very unsafe!"

"Dobby thought, even if Harry Potter was badly injured and sent home, it would be better than staying here, sir. Dobby only hoped that Harry Potter would be slightly injured and sent home. "

"and many more!"

Harry waved his hand to silence Dobby.

"Are you hurt?" Harry pointed to Dobby's bandaged finger.

"Yes sir, Dobby punished himself after failing to prevent Harry Potter from entering the station. Dobby burned his hands with an iron, but Dobby deserved it. Dobby did not protect Harry Potter special."

"Why are you doing this? Why are you punishing yourself? It hurts!" Hermione, who was stroking the cat, was obviously not doing it wholeheartedly. She listened carefully to the conversation here, and Dobby said When reminding herself of punishing herself, Hermione couldn't hold back her mouth.

"This is what it should be, miss. Dobby failed to protect Harry Potter. Dobby sent Harry Potter back to Hogwarts. Dobby made a mistake. If he did something wrong, he would be punished. In Master, master always asks Dobby to punish him severely, especially when Dobby does something wrong."

"Bad Dobby! Bad Dobby! Dobby is.

The terrified Dobby desperately wanted to punish himself, but he could only bite his tongue forcefully.

"Let's relax."

Harry drew out his wand and tapped Dobby. Dobby, who was trying to punish himself by biting his tongue, let go of his mouth.

"At least we don't like to see you torture yourself. It should be said that only bad guys like to see this kind of scene. Alright Dobby, let's continue with what we just said."

"You're hurt, and what do you need to do?"

"Should I start treatment, or go home and lie down and do nothing?"

"Of course. Of course the wound was bandaged and treated, sir."

"Then if you break my bones and get seriously injured, will Hogwarts throw me out of school and back to the Dursleys? Or will they send me to the school hospital, drink some potions and rest for a few days ?”

Immediately, a layer of mist rose in the eyes of Dobby who was speechless.

"Bad Dobby! Bad Dobby! Dobby didn't expect there to be a school infirmary, Dobby actually..."

"Okay." Harry patted Dobby who was trying to kill himself by biting his tongue, "You think we're all bad wizards? Like to watch you punish yourself?"

"Of course not, no sir, Harry Potter is a great man, and he is definitely not a bad wizard."

Dobby spoke quickly, but then he said, "But there are bad wizards trying to kill Harry Potter! Dobby saw it, and Dobby heard it!"

"Harry Potter can't come to Hogwarts!"

Big and big tears flowed from the corners of Dobby's eyes, and the tea towel that had been dried on his body was soaked again by the dripping tears.

"I wish Harry Potter knew," Dobby said, sobbing. "I wish you knew what Harry Potter means to us humble, enslaved little people in the wizarding world!"

"Dobby hasn't forgotten that fiend who can't even be named... at the height of their power, sir! They treat us house-elves like vermin!"

"Of course." The excitement on Dobby's face stopped being discouraged, "They still treat Dobby like this now, but in general, since you defeated that monster, our life has improved a lot"

"Is it yours, or yours?" Ron interrupted suddenly, and he looked at Dobby.

"Voldemort may not treat you as a thing, and dark wizards like Malfoy only use you as tools, but as far as I know, capable elves are very popular in normal wizard families. He will speak ill of a housekeeper who is respectful to him, a serious and responsible housekeeper.

I have seen a lot of elves, except for the elves of the Knights of the Sun and Hogwarts, the elves of Qiu’s family, Seid’s family, the elves in their family are very good, and they are also enthusiastic to teach our family The jigs of different dishes.

Most of the elves taken in by the Knights of the Sun are elves who have been forced to lose their jobs because of Voldemort. I don’t see in them any delusion of being abused like yours. They will apologize if they do something wrong. I will blame myself, and I will make a hundredfold compensation to seek forgiveness, but I have not seen an elf who likes self-abuse like you. "

"Is it you, or you?"

Dobby swallowed hard, he was silent for a while, and then said very slowly: "It's Mr. Dobby, Dobby suffered a lot... many terrible things at that time, and Dobby's mother also suffered because of .Get caught for doing something wrong"

Dobby's voice dropped.

"But anyway, because Harry Potter defeated the evil monster, the power of the monster collapsed, this is a new beginning, and Dobby's life has changed because of Harry Potter , Harry Potter shines like a beacon of hope"

"But now... sir, now, at Hogwarts, something terrible is about to happen, may have already happened, and Dobby can't let Harry Potter stay here anymore, because history is about to repeat itself, and the Chamber of Secrets is once again opened--"

"Yes, the basilisk came out again. Just half a month ago, Filch was petrified, and he is still lying in the school infirmary."

"The basilisk is the monster in the secret room, we have already found out."

Dobby was stunned, he was completely stunned after hearing Harry's words.

"A basilisk?"

"That's right, the basilisk. There is a basilisk in the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets. Legend has it that it came from a magic egg laid by a seven-year-old rooster in the sky of Sirius and hatched by a toad. When things look at each other, creatures that look into his eyes die instantly, and as long as there is food, they can live for hundreds of years."

Ever since they got the answer from Aragog, they turned up the news about the basilisk. In fact, it didn't take much effort. Hermione just memorized a complete alchemy material, which contained the introduction of the basilisk. The venom, fangs, scales, blood, and snake sloughs all have different and wonderful effects, and are rare alchemy materials.

However, Nicolas May seems to have raised three or five of them. Although only Parseltongue can control the Basilisk, as a legendary alchemist, Nicolas May has more ways to make them "obedient".

"This, this, this, this is too scary!" Dobby let out a sharp cry: "Harry Potter can't stay in Hogwarts anymore! That's too dangerous! This is too dangerous!"

"Do you know what is the natural enemy of the basilisk?" Harry said lightly: "The crowing of a rooster can kill him directly. We have asked Hagrid to help buy some roosters. We can use the polymorph technique to turn them into Badges or something, just feed them something to eat every day, if they really meet, it’s not sure who will kill who.”

Dobby, who fell into shock again, almost popped his eyes out of their sockets. Dobby, who has basically never read a book, knows too little. He can't understand why the basilisk can be dealt with so easily.
"Harry Potter and his friends are really clever wizards." Dobby said in a low voice, but soon his voice became cheerful: "Dobby thought that Harry Potter couldn't deal with the wizards in the Chamber of Secrets." monster, but Harry Potter actually told Dobby such a surprise!"

"There's nothing better than this!"

"But Harry Potter don't go to the basilisk, don't go to the monster, it's too scary!"

"But the snake soup is delicious. I want to try the snake soup made by the hundreds of years old basilisk."

Ron, who opened his mouth and kept eating and eating, stuffed a piece of dried dragon meat into his mouth. The appearance of chewing the meat was much more than numb in the scalp. He always felt that the basilisk met Ron. Worst thing in years.

"That's right Dobby."

As soon as Ron opened his mouth, Dobby shivered violently, and then quickly said, "What's the matter, sir?"

"Since the secret room is not a big problem, let me ask you about the secret room. You tell me what you heard, without mentioning the name."

Ron glanced at Dobby whose pupils were slightly nervous and trembling.

"Just use number one to represent the older ones, and number two to represent the younger ones, what they said or did."

"Come on, I don't want to use Veritaserum or Legilimency, and you'll inadvertently reveal more than you didn't want to say."

"But I need an answer. After all, the chamber of secrets has been opened. Now someone has an accident. We can't let the basilisk continue to harm people, right?"

"Yes, sir, you are right."

Dobby drooped his eyelids, and he stared down, not daring to raise his gaze.

They didn't rush, they waited for Dobby to speak.

"In July, Dobby was cleaning the study. It was at noon, usually around this time."

Dobby closed his eyes abruptly, and then he said tremblingly:

"Mr. No. [-] will take a lunch break at this time. Dobby always cleans at this time, when the master will not see or find out. The elf who is not seen is the best elf."

"But that day was different. Mr. No. [-] didn't have a lunch break. He suddenly entered the study. Dobby could only hide behind the curtain to prevent Mr. No. [-] from finding out."

"A few days ago, Aurors from the Ministry of Magic came to the house. They searched Mr. One's home, and seemed to be looking for something related to black magic, which made Mr. One very nervous."

"It's never been done before."

"But Mr. One has had to sell a lot of his stash since Sirius came out, almost sold out, and he's cursing a man named Alastor Moody, and Arthur."

"But there are still a lot left at home, but they are all hidden very secretively, and some even Dobby doesn't know."

"Dobby saw that Mr. One took out a black, very old diary from the bookshelf. Mr. One used to be with the monster whose name cannot be mentioned. Mr. One said, this is the monster. It was for him, but now he is terrified that if the search continues, he may be found, and that would be too bad."

"Mr. One is going to use the thing left by the Dark Lord to frame someone. He said that this thing can open the secret room. After all, the Dark Lord opened the secret room 50 years ago."

"The things left by the Dark Lord will definitely set off an equally terrible event, so that Mister Number One can get rid of his distress and complete a revenge."

"After a few days, Mr. No. [-] took Mr. No. [-] out. He was going to deal with the leftovers at home, those not-so-good things. It was one day in early August."

"but."

There was a curious mixture of horror and delight in Dobby's eyes.

"But that day, after Mr. No. [-] and Mr. No. [-] came back, Mr. No. [-] almost changed his appearance, and Mr. No. [-] also collapsed on the ground pale."

"Mr. One left angrily. He has to go to the Ministry of Magic in the afternoon, but he cannot go out like Mr. One. His appearance is really miserable and terrifying."

"Dobby saw the diary that Mister No. [-] was about to take out. The diary fell out when he got up, but he didn't notice that the diary fell beside Mr. No. [-]."

"Dobby saw that Mr. No. [-] took the diary away, but he didn't return it to Mr. No. [-]."

"Mr. One got very angry about it. It was scary, but it seemed to be a lot easier. Dobby didn't know why Mr. Two didn't return the diary to Mr. One."

"But it's definitely not a good thing, it's a very, very bad thing!"

"Mr. No. [-] has changed. He is different from before. He told Dobby not to move, and then tried a lot of painful and painful magic on Dobby. There are more than ten kinds."

"For a month, Dobby felt that it was a miracle that he survived. Maybe it was the potions. Mr. No. [-] took Mr. No. [-]'s healing potions for Dobby to drink. After all, Dobby had to clean up the house and Cooking, and a lot of work, you can't live without Dobby."

"Dobby doesn't know why this happened, but Dobby knows that the diary must be a very, very bad thing"

"Until one day, Dobby saw a ghost-like figure appearing in the diary. Mr. No. [-] was talking to that ghost, but Mr. No. [-] didn't seem to notice that he was talking to a ghost."

"Dobby was terrified, but Dobby didn't dare to move at the time. Dobby was afraid of being discovered. For this reason, Dobby didn't immediately respond to Mr. One's call. After that, Dobby was punished again."

"However, Dobby also heard the conversation between Mr. Number Two and the ghost. Mr. Number Two was asking the ghost, how can he get revenge, and he wants to let that monster..."

Dobby glanced at Ron cautiously with some trembling.

"Mr. No. [-] wants to teach him a lesson, a terrible lesson, but it doesn't seem to satisfy the ghost. The ghost wants him to open the secret room and kill many people, many people."

"Harry Potter is in danger! There is great danger!"

"Dobby failed to stop Harry Potter in July, but at the beginning of school, Dobby must stop Harry Potter from going back. Mr. Number Two has changed. After having that diary, he has changed much scarier than ever."

"But Draco was almost thrown into the air by me. Although it caused a little trouble for my friends, it is not difficult to deal with."

"Dodobi is talking about Mr. No. [-], not the young master, Dobi is not Dobi is not"

Dobby hypnotized himself with broken thoughts in his mouth, and he didn't listen to Ron's words.

"But be careful! Dobby saw that Mr. No. [-] has been glued to his body by the ghost. Dobby feels that Mr. No. [-] is no longer Mr. No. [-]."

Dobby stopped talking, but Ron also untied the full-body restraint spell on Dobby, his complexion was not good, especially when Dobby said the last sentence, Ron felt a little bad, But it doesn't seem so bad right now.

"It's a good thing to beat Malfoy. Otherwise it would make him swell."

If Draco really used those spells to get himself hit, if Draco hadn't been crushed by his series of violent beatings and instantly crushed his thoughts of resistance.
It is estimated that the current Draco is not the former Draco.
"Ah"

"Go back, Dobby, don't talk about anything today."

"I'm going to talk to Dumbledore and I'll be back later."

　Oops~ I forgot to write the title
　　
　
(End of this chapter)