After stabbing my ex-boyfriend, I went traveling

Unexpectedly, after hearing his words, Dobby loosened his grip on the lamp, but smiled strangely: "Are you the kind of friend who has never written a letter to Harry Potter?"

"Ron is just a little busy. Maybe his parents took him to visit his brother who works in the dragon farm... Hey, wait, how do you know my friend didn't write to me?!" Harry realized belatedly.

Dobby seemed to be trying to look shy and embarrassed, but in fact he still had a hint of nervousness.

"Dobby said, Harry Potter, don't be angry. Dobby just thought that if Harry Potter thought his best friend had forgotten him, then Harry Potter might not want to go back to school."

Every time Harry thought he was angry enough, this guy named Dobby could make him even angrier!

"Give me the letter, right now!" Harry clenched his fists, looking like he could punch Dobby at any time.

"No!!" Dobby shouted.

A chase broke out in the small room.

At this time, the advantage of Dobby's small body grid is revealed.

But Harry didn't expect that he would open the door of the room so often!

No! We can't let him out!

Dobby finally opened the door of the room, but he slammed on the brakes immediately.

"Hi~" Yang Mei waved his hand lazily. Draco was staring at Dobby with a forced smile beside him.

"Ah!! Little master!" A sharp explosion came out of Dobby's mouth.

"Are you planning to deafen me? Do you think that if you deafen me, I won't be able to teach you a lesson, you traitor?!" Draco sneered.

"I'm sorry! Dobby shouldn't have left Malfoy Manor without permission! Dobby is wrong! Dobby is wrong!" The neurotic house-elf began to bang his head against the wall. "Dobby shouldn't have come to see Harry Potter. Dobby shouldn't have told Harry Potter that his master wanted to harm him! But if he didn't tell Harry Potter, Harry Potter would die! It's all Dobby's fault! Dobby deserves to die!"

Yang Mei, Draco, Harry: "..."

Draco was so furious that he almost exploded. Even so, he did not forget that there was Trace in his wand and that using magic here would be discovered by the Ministry of Magic. He rushed over and grabbed the lamp that was being fought over.

"I think it would be better for me to beat you to death." Say the most terrifying words in the calmest tone.

"Not really, not really." Yang Mei stopped him, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"You can't use magic, but I can." He cast a spell to tie Dobby up tightly. "We are just children. How can a child take care of such complicated things? Take him back to Uncle Lucius. Whether to chop him into pieces or fry him in a frying pan is up to Uncle Lucius to decide."

Dobby's nose and tears were running, and his whole body was shaking like a sieve.

He is nervous, but not without fear.

"Just wait!" Draco glared at Dobby fiercely and put down the desk lamp in his hand.

"Well, please, can you help me put the bed back to its original state?" Harry asked weakly, "Because I see that Selwyn seems to be able to use magic...By the way, isn't it said that underage wizards are not allowed to use magic outside of school? If they are caught by the Ministry of Magic, it seems that the consequences will be very serious."

Yang Mei sneered: "It would be troublesome to be caught by the Ministry of Magic, but there is no trace in my wand, how can they catch me?"

Please, the materials used to make his magic wand are taken from his original body, the Chaos Hollow Willow and the dragon horn of the Ancestral Dragon. Even if these two things are separated from their original bodies, they are not easy to deal with. How could they tolerate the existence of the Trace Thread like a parasite?

Yang Mei restored Harry's bed to its original state: "Okay, you don't have to worry about Dobby's affairs..."

"How could I not care? Isn't this about me?" Harry interrupted Yang Mei, "Dobby came to me tonight just to warn me, and I still don't know what the conspiracy against me is!

And who is the master he is talking about? Is it Draco Malfoy's father? I just heard Dobby call him the little master, so the master must be his father!

And he also hid the letter Ron sent me. You have to make him return it to me!"

The chattering savior is a real headache.

"Here comes a letter from Harry Potter!"

The two envelopes were hidden in Dobby's clothes, and under the influence of the Yangbrow Charm, they flew towards him.

"Fly over there." Yang Mei pointed her wand in Harry's direction with disdain.

"I've returned the letter to you. As for the conspiracy, I don't know whether anyone has set up a conspiracy to harm you, but I know that Uncle Lucius doesn't have the time to do so. It's up to you whether you believe it or not." Yang Mei saw that he wanted to speak, so she felt impatient and sealed his mouth with magic.

"In order to prevent you from moving around, it is better to restrain you like last time." Yang Mei did not forget the purpose of her visit today - to take away the remaining soul fragments on Harry Potter's head.

"Pulling out the cocoon." The dark blue wand vibrated strangely, and the faint blue light once again sank into the scar on Harry's forehead.

It was the first time that Draco had seen such a scene. When he saw the dark soul threads emerging from the scar on Harry Potter's head, he couldn't help but get goose bumps on his back.

"Oh my God! Is there a devil living in Harry Potter?!" Dobby screamed like a chicken.

Dracoola had a sullen face. He felt annoyed whenever he saw Dobby or heard his voice!

The lamp finally came in handy, and Draco took it down, swung his arm, and successfully knocked Dobby unconscious.

It's not that Draco wants to be so cruel, but house-elves are naturally thick-skinned. And for a neurotic like Dobby, who bangs his head against the wall every day, he has already developed the skill of iron head.

If Draco hadn't been so strong, people might have thought he was just tickling him.

"It's over." Yang Mei even carefully checked the scar again to confirm that there were no remnants of Voldemort's soul before loosening Harry's restraints.

"Woo woo!" Harry gestured to his mouth.

Before removing the spell from his mouth, Yang Mei warned him: "Stop chattering and stop making a scene."

Harry nodded obediently.

"Is there nothing on my head that doesn't belong to me anymore?" This was the first question Harry asked after he was able to speak. He raised his hand and touched his forehead. "It seems that the scar is still there?"

"From now on it will just be an ordinary scar, and you won't have a headache anymore." In fact, Yang Mei could help him remove the scar, but why did he do that? It would cost a lot of money for an ordinary person who doesn't know magic to remove such a big scar.

Today it is still Yang Grandet Mei online.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief with all his heart: "Thank you so much, Selwyn, you've helped me a lot!" Before, the pain from his scar kept him from sleeping well.

"……You're welcome."

Today he is still the silly savior.

Yang Mei looked at Dobby who was lying on the ground and said to Draco, "Xiaolong, this time you are really lucky. There really is an accident."

Draco rolled his eyes: "I'm such a phoenix mouth, who wants this kind of accident?"

"What punishment will Dobby receive after he is taken back?" Harry couldn't help asking.

Draco opened his mouth and said, "Didn't Phil just say that he would be chopped into pieces and fried in a pan. He will definitely not have an easy time, don't worry."

The corner of Harry's mouth twitched: "...What should I be assured of?"

"Are you trying to persuade us not to punish him?" Draco looked at Harry with a dangerous look in his eyes. "He just threatened you and intercepted your friend from writing you a letter. Are you still trying to help him?

I guess you are not the savior, but the Virgin Mary, right? "

Harry silently swallowed the words he had prepared to plead for Dobby. Forget it, respecting the fate of others is also a virtue. Dobby is a house elf in someone else's home, why should he meddle in other people's business?

……

After leaving Harry's room, Yang Mei and Draco did not go downstairs, but activated the door key leading to Malfoy Manor in the corridor.

Lucius and Narcissa never imagined that their son's outing would happen to catch their house-elf who had sneaked out.

Lucius felt that this matter was very serious. It was rare in the magical world for house-elves to betray their masters, but he did not expect it to happen in their home.

If this kind of thing gets out, it will be a stain on the Malfoy family!

Dobby was taken to the study for interrogation, and Yang Mei was watching on the side.

Then Yang Mei discovered that this house-elf was not only neurotic, but his mouth was looser than the waist of Merlin's cotton trousers.

Lucius hadn't done anything to him yet, but he told him everything.

"Master! Dobby made a mistake. Dobby revealed the master's secret! Dobby must punish himself, punish himself!"

Because he was tied up, he couldn't bang his head against the wall, so he banged his head against the ground, and he was having a lot of fun doing it.

Lucius's forehead veins popped out. "You revealed my secret. How come I didn't know what secret I had? And you heard it?"

"Oh! Dobby eavesdropped on the conversation between the masters in the study. Dobby is a bad elf! A bad elf!"

"Are you talking about the time when our family came to Malfoy Manor some time ago?" Yang Mei guessed.

Dobby was still banging his head against the floor. "Bang, bang, bang..."

Lucius was very worried that this traitor would smash a big hole in the floor of his study.

"The Upside Down Golden Bell!"

If you have the guts, use your head to smash the air out.

"Just answer the questions I ask you!" Lucius said impatiently.

"Yes, yes, Dobby is a bad elf! Dobby eavesdropped on the conversation in the study when Narcissa was delivering tea to the study for the mistress that day!

Oh, my God! Dobby actually eavesdropped on his masters' conversation. Dobby is a bad elf! Dobby should burn his ears off with an iron!

But, but Dobby heard that the Dark Lord was going to be resurrected! The Dark Lord would definitely kill Harry Potter, who was the savior of the wizarding world!

Dobby is going to tell Harry Potter that he can no longer go to Hogwarts. As long as Harry Potter doesn't go to Hogwarts, he won't be in danger!"

He explained it quite straightforwardly, as if he had his own logic.

Lucius: "..." You're sick! No, you are sick!

What could he say? Tell this house-elf who seemed to have swapped brains with a troll that they had no intention of assassinating Harry Potter?

Is it worth telling him?

"You're right. The Dark Lord is about to be resurrected. He plans to kill Harry Potter. I have also set up a conspiracy for Harry Potter. As long as he returns to Hogwarts, I will make sure he goes in vertically and comes out horizontally." Lucius said nonsense with an expressionless face. "I will lock you in the dungeon in a moment, and when Harry Potter dies, I will chop off his head and send it to you."

Yang Mei couldn't help but glance at Lucius, then turned and exchanged a glance with Draco: Is your dad crazy?

Draco shrugged. It was too outrageous for a house-elf to backstab his master. If it happened in someone else's home, they could still use it as a topic of conversation after dinner, but if it happened in their own home, it was not a pleasant thing.

So it’s understandable that his father is a little crazy.

……

Dobby was imprisoned in the dungeon of Malfoy Manor. The Malfoy family felt that he should suffer a little. Wouldn't it be too easy for him to be given an Avada directly?

After returning home, Yang Mei told Celeste and Florence about this gossip, and they were also amazed.

"I also remember that dirty house-elf. The last time I saw him in the study, I was wondering why Narcissa asked him to deliver tea. Now that I think about it, maybe it wasn't him that Narcissa called." Florence also remembered what happened a few days ago. She didn't eat a single bite of tea that day.

Celeste shook her head. "Let's not talk about the house-elves. Four Horcruxes have been recovered so far. They are the diary, the Hufflepuff cup, the one on Nagini, and the one on Harry Potter's head."

He looked at his son. "Did the Dark Lord tell you that he planned to fuse the soul fragments together first, and then repair the soul all at once after all the Horcruxes were found?"

Yang Mei glanced at his father suspiciously: "Why are you still...so active?"

Celeste coughed lightly and looked upstairs.

Voldemort is upstairs now. To be exact, the soul-nourishing tree is placed upstairs. His soul fragment, which needs the soul-nourishing tree to survive, cannot float too far away from the soul-nourishing tree.

"It's not that I want to be so positive, it's just that he can't stay in our house forever, with that giant snake of his! That snake has eaten a lot of people in the past, and your mother gets stiff every time she sees it." Although Celeste knew that Voldemort upstairs couldn't hear him, he still lowered his voice involuntarily.

Yang Mei looked at Fresse, who nodded at him sympathetically, proving that what Celeste said was true.