Hogwarts: I'm Cousin Harry.

Cedric thought this Cornish elf was the most powerful magical creature he had ever seen.

I really don't know how he did it.

It can only be said that he is worthy of being the king of Slytherin.

The power of the small whirlwind was not great, and Cedric calmed it down without much effort.

"Come back, Pixie, you did a great job."

The red light shone on the Cornwall elf, and disappeared before the eyes of the three of them. He put the red and white ball on his waist, and it was automatically attached to it.

Dudley turned to look at Cedric: "Congratulations, you passed the test. You will be a member of the disciplinary team from now on. I hope you can contribute to the construction of Hogwarts."

"Mr. Dursley, thank you very much for your guidance."

Cedric bowed to Dudley and said from the bottom of his heart: "I will definitely live up to your expectations of me."

The tone and demeanor are extremely respectful, as if facing a professor.

"Your talent is great, don't waste it." Dudley patted Cedric on the shoulder, giving encouragement in the tone of a senior to a junior.

Obviously Dudley was two years younger than him, and Cedric was the senior, but this scene looked very harmonious to outsiders, without any awkwardness.

Even Cedric, the client, took it for granted.

"Compared with you, it's not worth mentioning."

"At seven o'clock tomorrow morning, we will gather on the lawn outside Hogwarts Castle. I think you should know."

"Yes."

"Dudley, I've sorted out his information and can hand it over to Headmaster Dumbledore at any time."

Hermione handed Dudley a stack of thick parchments, which were all about Cedric.

"You've been a real help to me, Hermione."

As a secretary, Hermione is undoubtedly excellent and top-notch.

Every detail can be taken care of in an orderly manner, and Dudley hardly has to bother.

"Really want him to join?"

"Of course, the disciplinary team is not enough to rely on us alone, and it is also too busy. We need to absorb more outstanding talents."

Of course Dudley would not say that as long as there are enough outstanding talents, he can be 'lazy' openly.

Fighting alone is always inferior, no matter how powerful and powerful the mana is, did you not see that the famous dark wizard Grindelwald also has his supporters "Grindelwald's Army" (not called "Saints")?The Dark Lord Voldemort also has Death Eaters who follow him?

In fact, the first choice of Cedric is not without reason.

On the one hand, he is excellent, on the other hand, because he is a Hufflepuff, even Hufflepuff can join the disciplinary group, so why can't the other three houses?

Coming out of the principal's office, Dudley walked straight towards the dormitory. The ruby-like ring on his index finger was emitting a faint red glow.

Gently push open the door of the room.

Then he saw a small and skinny creature, trapped in the refining formation that he combined with the transformation of the magic outfit.

The creature had ears the size of a bat, bulging eyes the size of tennis balls, and a long, long, pointed nose like Pinocchio.

There was no doubt that it was a house-elf.

The same existence as the more than 100 house-elves in the Hogwarts kitchen.

It is said that the prototype of the house elf is the brown elf in the Scottish legend. It is a kind of brown elf who always wears a brown rag. It hopes to live in harmony with humans and help humans with housework, but they cannot be paid, and they will disappear if they are given. , and can't go without a reward, a spirit that will disappear without a reward.

The other party saw that Dudley had found him, and kept snapping his fingers, as if he wanted to cast a spell to leave.

However, this formation was specially designed by Dudley to target the magical properties of the house-elf, which could suppress the magic power in his body and prevent him from casting spells.

Dudley looked at the trapped house elf and said mockingly.

"I didn't expect that the house-elf also double-jobs as a thief."

Chapter 142 Chapter 140

"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 the bad luck that happened to Harry's recent '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 is impossible for ordinary house-elves to break Dudley. Dudley has tried this with house-elves, and there are more than 100 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, young wizards of senior grades may 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!"