Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"Dobby, you're free!" Dobby showed the Malfoy family inside the iron gate the miniature wizard costume in his hand——

Before the Malfoy family could react, Dobby disappeared outside the iron gate of Malfoy Manor as an apparition, leaving only the confused Malfoy trio standing inside the iron gate and staring blankly An empty space with nothing.

Dobby took everything away, not just the wizard hat and robe, but also the box and the pale black wrapping paper on the outside of the box—

At the same time, in the banquet hall of Hogwarts, Tierra silently reached out to the glass of fruit wine that belonged to Professor McGonagall placed opposite him.

Tierra sensed it the moment Dobby opened the package.

In addition to putting a set of clothes made from his molted skin inside the package, Tierra also included a letter:

"Dear Mr. Dobby, I wish you a Merry Christmas and congratulations on your freedom. I think we had a little misunderstanding before. I look forward to a peaceful exchange with you. If it is convenient, at twelve o'clock at midnight tonight at Huobi How about meeting next to the biggest weeping willow on the east bank of Gvoz Black Lake?

With respect, Tierra. "

Tierra had stained the letter with his clothes made of human skin, so he was sure Dobby would have seen it.

Tierra picked up Professor McGonagall's glass and took a sip of fruit wine——

"It's not good to drink secretly at such a young age." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Oh... yes, principal, principal, Mr. Principal." Tierra blushed and stammered, "I, I already, already regretted it a bit, I, I want to go back early and go back to the dormitory to sleep I'll...I'm so sleepy right now."

Tierra stood up, ready to leave the table——

"Oh, don't bother, since you've learned your lesson, it's not impossible for me to help you—"

Speaking of which, Dumbledore drew out his wand and waved it at Tierra.

Tierra only felt a ray of spiritual light gushing out from the cap of the sky——

Tierra instantly sobered up a lot.

"Okay, sit down and continue to enjoy the banquet." Dumbledore said, patted Tierra's butt.

Tierra could only sit back resentfully.

The banquet continued, but Dumbledore didn't try again.

The banquet lasted until half past nine in the evening.

Tiera returned to Gryffindor's bedroom with Harry.

"This, this is... what?" Seeing Tierra bringing a bowl of soup, Harry asked inarticulately after returning to the dormitory.

"The hangover potion," Tierra said, and brought the soup to Harry's mouth. "Harry, the potion—"

Harry drank it obediently, and within a few seconds, the sound of snoring came out of Harry's mouth.

Tierra put Harry on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and then transformed into a thin garment and flew out of the bedroom window.

During the dinner just now, Tierra persuaded Harry to drink a little wine, and the so-called "hangover medicine" that Tierra gave Harry was a can of ordinary hot soup with sleeping potion added.

Since the "inheritor" was given to Gilderoy Lockhart, the "inheritor" could not pretend to be sleeping on the bed during his absence. In order to prevent Harry, who was very curious and liked to find out the truth, from discovering his disappearance, Tierra seldom goes out in the middle of the night, if she has to go out—

Tierra would feed Harry some sleeping potions like tonight, so that this restless little wizard could sleep until morning.

When Tierra flew to the east bank of the Black Lake following the induction between himself and his human skin, it saw a thin figure from a distance, wearing a wizard robe that was a little too big for it, Stepping on the snow on the ground with one foot.

Such simple and ordinary things seem to bring endless happiness to this thin figure.

Dobby had appeared by the Black Lake at Hogwarts two hours ago, at just over eight o'clock.

But at that time, Tierra was still caught in the "Hogwarts social entertainment", so Dobby played in the snow next to the Black Lake——

After being free, Dobby felt that everything was so novel.

This was not the first time he had seen snow. Dobby hated snow before, because snow meant winter, and winter meant cold, which would make his job a lot harder.

Dobby used to hate Christmas too, because Christmas meant more work.

But this is the first time that he, as a free being, can step on the snow according to his own wishes.

He can pick up the snow, throw it down, pick it up again, and throw it down again.

Or save the snow into a ball and throw it into the black lake.

When Dobby threw the third snowball into the black lake, his big pointed ears seemed to hear something——

Dobby looked in the direction of Hogwarts Castle, and in the vast snowy sky, it seemed that something was approaching him.

Dobby nervously threw away the snowball in his hand, then stood there in a well-behaved manner, with his hands behind his back——

That thing is approaching—

It was a flame that radiated bright light.

The flame stopped in front of Dobby.

The flame turned into a sphere of countless worms, and a hand stretched out from the countless worm piles.

Followed by the arms, face, and other parts of the body.

The worms on the sphere converged and collapsed inward, turning into a gorgeous robe outside Tierra's body——

Dobby stared blankly.

"Hello, Dobby." Tierra slowly floated down from the air, bent down, and sat cross-legged on the snow opposite Dobby, keeping her head perpendicular to Dobby's head, neither happy nor sad, Looking directly at Dobby's big Kaziran eyes without any emotion.

"Tell me, Lord Tierra... sir?" The habit formed over the years still made Dobby bend down involuntarily.

"Hold your head up, Dobby, raise your head up, straighten your back!" Tierra said with a slightly serious tone, "You are a free elf, no one, no one can make you bend down again, No one can make you bow your head again!"

"Yes! Mr. Tierra." Dobby was like a child being scolded, keeping his body upright and holding his head up.

"Why did you save me, sir?" Dobby's big eyes were full of great doubts.

"I'm not saving you, Dobby, I'm saving every oppressed life." Tierra said earnestly.

"What do you mean, sir?"

"Dobby, tell me, do you like freedom?" Tierra asked back.

"I like it! Dobby likes freedom the most!" Dobby said excitedly.

"What about your companions? Do the other house-elves like to be free?" Tierra asked again.

"Dobby... Dobby doesn't know..."

"Yeah, you don't know." Tierra said lightly, and then suddenly emphasized her tone: "Why? Dobby, tell me why other house-elves can't be as free as you, why house-elves aren't even free Don’t even dare to have this idea? Why are house-elves, who have magic as much as wizards, but can only be enslaved by wizards forever? Why should house-elves be enslaved and exploited, after contributing their poor whole body , to be stuffed and hung on the wall by their wizard master? Tell me, Dobby, why?"

At the same time, Tierra silently used "Emotional Whispers", quietly arousing the dark emotions in Dobby's heart.

"Dobby...Dobby doesn't know either." Dobby covered his head in pain——

Those unbearable memories suddenly broke into Dobby's mind——

For the abuse I have suffered, under the order of the master, I personally twisted off the head of the old mother to make a specimen——

These cruel memories turned into raging rage.

"Are you willing? Dobby? Are you willing? Are you willing to let those wizards exploit and oppress you, your descendants, your endless descendants?" Tierra's voice sounded at the right time.

"No! I'm not reconciled!" Dobby roared.

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