[HP+Gintama] Azkaban's house price is high

House elves are extremely advanced alchemy products, because their cumbersome manufacturing process has been lost in the long history, so as a non-renewable fixed resource, the price of house elves has always remained high in the wizarding world.But that's it, the families that can afford house-elves are mostly old pure-blood wizarding families, and poor and down-and-out families like the Weasleys don't even have a single house-elf.

Naturally, the diary master would not be so stupid as to order Hogwarts' exclusive elf under Dumbledore's nose.In fact, although the diary is only one of the divided soul pieces, he still has most of the memories of the main soul.If I remember correctly, when he was in the sixth grade, he had already wandered among the nobles. With his status as a Slytherin heir and the support of the Malfoy family, he won the approval of many people, and his money gradually became better. Woke up, and even secretly bought a small manor for himself in the name of the Malfoy family.And his only friend from school days brought two house-elves from Knockturn Alley as housewarming presents for him.

Although Voldemort never looked down on Muggles and house-elves, he accepted the gift from his only friend and made a contract with the two house-elves.Just never used it.

While Takasugi was taking a bath, Mr. Diary tried to summon them.

There was a sudden twist in the air, and two short and thin figures silently appeared next to the sofa, looking around with eyeballs as round as eggs.Obviously didn't see Mr. Ben Diary, but moved his eyes to the sofa as if he felt something, and tentatively called out in a low voice: "Master?"

The diary king suddenly felt ecstatic.Just when he was about to give them an order, the consciousness spreading to the bathroom found that Takasugi sat up suddenly from the bathtub, casually put the white towel on the railing around his waist, and walked towards the door.

It depends on you washing too fast!

The diary gentleman's face was almost distorted, and he used the master-servant contract to convey his meaning desperately: [Get out of here!immediately!immediately!Now! 】

The two faithful house-elves were driven away before their master's face was seen, and they let out a heavy sob.But they didn't dare to disobey the master's order, so even though they were wronged to death, they quickly disappeared from the place - it has to be said that the timing was very tight, because in the next second, Takasugi pushed open the door of the bathroom.

This is the first time that Mr. Diary has seen Takasugi's disheveled appearance-although the consciousness is used instead of the eyes, but the effect is the same, so why bother with the way?

His figure is slender but powerful, not at all like the slender figure when he put on the clothes, on the contrary, he reminded Mr. Diary of a silver leopard ready to go.The water on her body hadn't been wiped off yet, and she slid down her smooth skin, slowly sinking into the pure white bath towel around her waist, and some places were even stained with white foam.Looking up along his thin waist, there are obvious six-pack abs and delicate collarbone, and... eh?

A pair of eyes as sharp as a beast stared coldly at Mr. Diary... To be precise, it was at the side of the sofa where Mr. Diary was, which is where the two house-elves appeared just now.

Takasugi looked at it so seriously, and the awe-inspiring murderous look in his eyes made Diary Master lessen his original thought of despising him because he was a Muggle.

The bath was so far from the hall, and with the door closed, he couldn't still hear the house-elf talking?

Mr. Diary thought uncertainly.

Takasugi turned around suddenly, walked gracefully towards the sofa with slender legs, pulled out the diary with a black cover from under the sofa cushion with one hand, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Diary that can talk—interesting."

Mr. Diary: "..."

Well, Takasugi can really hear it.

To be honest, Takasugi was not surprised by the diary that could speak.

Since heaven and man entered Edo in a big way, walking on the street, not to mention diaries, talking objects range from octopus-like people who look like octopuses to plant-like people who look like flowers.

Takasugi has long developed the calm habit of not being surprised even if one day he sees a pile of poop and stands up from the latrine by the side of the road to say hello to him.

So when he flipped the diary over and over for a few times, but still couldn't see the way, he calmly snapped his fingers and said, "Lini."

An elf in a Hogwarts apron appeared with a snap.

"Bring me a pen."

Three seconds later, a pen made of feather appeared in Takasugi's hand, along with a bottle of black ink.

Momomo used his eyes to pick out the object in his hand that was said to be a pen but was more like a chicken feather. Gao Sugi waved the house elf away, paused, and opened the diary with ink stained on it.

You have been staring at Takasugi's diary consciously for a moment, and then you are in ecstasy.

No way?He was actually ready to communicate with himself! ?

It's long overdue!If Takasugi had communicated with himself from the beginning, he wouldn't need to find a way to discuss with Ravenclaw's crown.Just pull Takasugi into the world of the diary and absorb his soul and blood.

Although he is not very interested in the soul and blood of Muggles, as long as the hidden threat can be eliminated, Mr. Diary doesn't mind wronging himself.

While thinking, Takasugi has already written the font on the page.

The beautiful lines, drawn horizontally and vertically, are very powerful. When you look closely, you can see the four characters [Sakata Yinshi].

Mr. Diary: "..."

Takasugi moved the tip of the pen away, watching the four characters just written disappear on the page, and then six dots popped out.

Takasugi: "..."

Dazed for a few seconds, Takasugi made persistent efforts, and the pseudonym of [Sakata Gintoki] was drawn along the tip of his pen.

Mr. Diary couldn't help but say again: "..." After a pause, he added "what" after the dot, expressing his depression that he couldn't understand the above font at all.

……

Yes, Mr. Diary doesn’t understand Chinese characters, and he doesn’t understand Japanese hiragana and katakana. Originally, Voldemort, as the head of the black wizards in the British wizarding world, can do it with a translation spell when necessary. It would be good to remember some proverbs from oriental countries, so I would never think of learning the language of other countries.

The result of being difficult to learn is that although the young version of Voldemort is [-]% prepared in his heart to bring this person into the world of diaries, at the moment of action, he is completely confused by what Takasugi wrote.

The saying that young people don't work hard and the boss is sad is very subtly applied to him.

Of course, this is not the worst.

The worst thing is that when the diary master realized that he could not understand what Takasugi wrote, he replied "what" in English.

The "translation potion" specially refined by Professor Snape can only correct the translation function of the brain's hearing and speaking abilities.

This caused Gao Shan, who had only learned to speak but not to write, to be puzzled in his eyes after matching the English words that followed the six dots.

The wind is blowing and the leaves are fluttering.

In a certain room of Hogwarts, a handsome man wearing only a towel and a black diary stared at each other silently, relatively speechless.

"Let's go take a shower..." This was Gao Shan who suddenly felt that he was stupid staring at a diary.

[Let's find a day to get together with the soul film in Ravenclaw's crown...] This is the diary master who suddenly felt that he couldn't kill Takasugi because of language barriers.

Summoning the house-elf again must pick a day when Takasugi is not around.

Mr. Diary began a long wait.

He always feels that as long as he is a normal person, he will generally not be willing to accept this kind of behavior that is said to be protection but is more inclined to house arrest. Sooner or later, Takasugi will leave this cage-like eating, drinking, and sleeping. House of.

But unfortunately, Takasugi is still a long way from the normal person he imagined.

So Rao is the diary master who waited from morning to night, seeing that Christmas has passed, Valentine's Day has passed, and summer vacation is approaching, but I still haven't been able to wait for a good time.During this process, Takasugi would write something he couldn't understand in the notebook from time to time, and then watched the words slowly disappear on the page with a blank face.Sometimes the diary master will think viciously, "Wait, wait until I learn your language, and see if I don't turn these things you wrote down into real objects and throw them in your face one by one."

But thinking about it, Takasugi has never been inclined to leave the room, and Diary-kun has never been able to find a second chance to summon the house-elf.

Just one week before the holiday, Dumbledore came.

"Mr. Takasugi, you know, Hogwarts is about to usher in a holiday."

"Yes, I know." Gao Shan nodded.A few days earlier, Harry's children had come to tell him about it, and Ron had invited him to his house as a guest, but he refused.

The old man with a long white beard took a sip of sweet strawberry milk: "Ron came to me a few days ago and said that he invited you to his house, but you refused. This matter made him very depressed."

Gao Shan imagined the pitiful expression on the red-haired child's face, his expression remained unchanged, but there was a slight smile in his eyes.

"Actually, I also think that you should go out once in a while. It's not healthy for you to stay in the house." Dumbledore said, "If you want to go, I can talk to Weasley first." The head of the family said hello, he is a staff member of the department of the Ministry of Magic about not abusing Muggle products, and he knows something about you."

Takasugi lowered his eyelashes and was about to say something when the half-open door was suddenly knocked open with a bang, and three lion cubs blushing with excitement ran in.

"Mr. Takasugi... Ah, Professor Dumbledore." The little lions greeted each other in a mess.

"Hello, children." Dumbledore smiled until his eyes narrowed into lines, "I'm glad to see you are in such good spirits."

The author has something to say: get up early and update (actually it's not early...)

Received mine from "I'm a good cat" and "Smoky cat"~~

o(≧v≦)o~~ so happy~

We are all good cats~ Hug and give a thankful saliva kiss~=3=~