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The Malfoys?

Rigg raised his eyebrows in surprise at this answer.At some point, he took out a small comb and slowly combed his silver-white eyebrows, Nicole May looked at each other. Nicole May's expression was dark and unclear.

Because he had lived long enough, Nicolas had a better understanding of how powerful those pure-blood families were.

The fine ivory tooth carvings slid over Nicolas May's long eyebrows, and a gust of coolness flowed into the mind along the skin, and Nicolas May's thinking became clearer and clearer.

Rigg didn't speak, but Nicolas was thinking again. After Dobby covered his eyes with his hands and pretended to cry for a long time, Harry could see his eyes rolling between his spread fingers, and the living room was silent for a while. You can only hear the sound of the clock passing by.

Out of trust in Rieger, the psychic of the foursome, Harry, who had nothing to do, looked left and right, observing the expressions of Rigg and Nicolas.

Soon, Harry, who had been thinking for a long time but couldn't think of anything, gave up the treatment. His thoughts drifted further and further away. Master Nicolas May's comb looks very useful. I don't know where he bought it.
Thinking of this, Harry couldn't help but raised his hand and scratched the matted black hair, itching a bit.

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"So you're the elf of the Malfoy family?" Rigg asked a little confused after pondering for a moment.

The answer was beyond his expectations, and not entirely.

On the way here, he and Nicolas May briefly discussed possible situations.

To be able to attack Harry Potter, the savior under the wings of Dumbledore, even if it does not mean the "dead" Voldemort, it can only be his remnants.

And when it comes to Voldemort, it must be related to Slytherin College.After many years of war, now all the students and families of Slytherin are Avada, there may be unjust, false and wrongful cases; but if there is another Avada, there must be a fish that slipped through the net and defected to Voldemort.

Rieger didn't understand the fairy tale "Harry Potter", but he knew that a good-looking and powerful male supporting role like Draco Malfoy couldn't simply take advantage of it.

Otherwise, the author is not writing in vain?
Dobby blinked his eyes in a rare quiet way, thinking about what his little master said before he came, but he opened his mouth but didn't make any sound.

Beating his chest for a long time but unable to say a word, Dobby was so worried that he dragged his neck, trying to open his throat that seemed to be blocked by West, "Harry Potter is... dangerous! Little master let Dobby Come help the great Harry Potter!"

The house-elf Dobby fought with himself for a long time, and finally, while crying, he told the reason why he came here intermittently.

If Draco Malfoy, who is also the master, hadn't given it orders, even Dobby was so anxious that he had successfully overheard Harry Potter's conversation from the night chat between Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy. address, and there is no way to come to the home of the great Harry Potter in its heart.

The restrictions that wizards place on house-elves are just that strict and cruel.

"The little master you're talking about isn't Draco Malfoy?"

Harry, who had been listening for a long time, finally grasped the point. He suddenly realized that he might have been saved by that Malfoy, and now he really felt his whole body being scratched.

With a displeased face, Harry turned his head and grinned at Rigg and said, "Rig, I can't believe that kid is so kind."

Just thinking about the fact that Draco, who was targeting him every day, was actually kind to him secretly, Harry got goosebumps, and he added: "At the end of this semester, he took those two big stupid How could you help me when you knocked my and Ron's bookcases away?"

Rigg nodded, then shook his head again.

If the relationship between them and Draco Malfoy was very bad at the beginning, then after feeding the dragon Noble and the trip to the Forbidden Forest together, the relationship between the four of them and Draco Malfoy stayed at a very bad level. awkward position.

Relationships are good and bad.

Draco was still picking on Harry and Ron, but nothing serious, and Rigg even suspected for a moment that it was a way to get their attention.

Didn't you see that under Snape's deadly question, Ron came up with the idea of ​​being in the same group as the Malfoy boy who was not bad at potions?

Although Ron held up the big chicken leg and swore that he was just thinking about it, the other three felt that he was really moved.

Of course, his idea was severely suppressed by Hermione, and he was dragged to the secret cabin by his good brother Harry, who he tried to abandon, with a grim smile.

"You can know that Draco Malfoy asked you to protect Harry again," Rieger paused, and he exchanged glances with Nicolas May, "It must be that Harry's danger and the power of the Malfoy family Man, Lucius Malfoy is involved, right Dobby?"

Dobby's big eyes were full of tears, and he slammed into the wall as if out of control, "Dobby is such a bad elf!"

Just a bump against the wall caused a big bump to pop up on Dobby's head, and dust fell from the top of the living room, choking Harry into coughing.

Rigg and Nicolas waved their wands, mending the tiny cracks in the walls that were torn like spider webs, he didn't want to turn back and Harry was homeless.

Realizing that Dobby really wanted to kill himself, instead of pretending to be crying like before, Harry, who had been doing nothing all this time, immediately jumped up, strode over to Dobby's side with two strides, and grabbed his dirty clothes.

Protected by the great Harry Potter, Dobby burst into tears and wailed.

But it didn't affect Dobby's attempt to crush himself to death.It slammed into the wall again, several headbutts hitting Harry's arm protecting it in front of it.

Harry grinned in real pain.

"Don't hit me, don't hit me, what's wrong with you?" Harry and Dobby started a tug of war, and Nicolas finally spoke, "Your actions are under your master's orders."

Hearing these words, Dobby, who was still struggling in Harry's arms just now, fell silent for a moment. Tears splashed down his eyes, but his eyes flicked left and right again.

Suddenly, its eyes lit up.

"Dobby ruined the master's big plan, but the little master ordered Dobby to protect Harry Potter." Weeping loudly, Dobby opened Harry's hand very gently.

Seeing Rigg waving to him, Harry, who was still trying to protect Dobby, let go of Dobby, frowning, and returned to the sofa to sit down.

Just a touch of the arm, and Harry shrieked.

Before Nicolas May could do something to Harry's arm, Dobby the house-elf seemed to be going crazy again.

It rushed to the tea cabinet at the door, and grabbed the pen Aunt Petunia used to record daily expenses on the cabinet, "Dobby will stab himself to death with the 'pen tip' and punish himself severely!"

This time, Dobby really surprised Rigg.

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