Reborn Harry Potter

"When did you come? Winky," Hermione asked.

"Since she was fired by Batick Rauch, Minister Dumbledore asked her to come to Professor McGonagall, Miss Granger!" Dobby said cheerfully.

"Minister Dumbledore and Headmaster McGonagall are really good people. I have been a house elf for so many years, and I have never seen a house elf who was driven away by the master because of poor work. Other wizards adopted."

Dobby turns out to be the straight man of steel.

After hearing Dobby's stabbing, Winky cried even more than before. Snot dripped from her nose like a squashed tomato, dripping on her chest, and she didn't want to stop it. live.

Even Harry's angry face didn't work anymore.

Hermione asked: "Winky, after you came to Hogwarts, how do you feel compared with your last demanding master?"

Winky shouted: "This is no match for Mr. Crouch's home, even if he let Winky beat himself with iron bars and iron his hands at every turn. But Mr. Crouch is a good wizard, miss! Mr. Rauch did the right thing by firing the incompetent Winky!"

Hermione said: "Now at Hogwarts, no one will punish you anymore, and no one will force you to go to high places knowing that you are afraid of heights. Isn't it good?"

Speaking of fear of heights, Winky shivered.

But she said, "No, Mr. Crouch's is the place to be. I'm a bad elf, miss!"

Winky whimpered, and tears rolled down his cheeks again: "Poor Mr. Crouch, what will he do without Winky? He needs me, he needs my help! I have taken care of Crouch since I was born." The Rauch family. Before me, it was my mom, and before her, it was my grandma. What would they say if Winky got fired? Shame, it's a shame!"

She buried her face in her skirt again and burst into tears.

Hermione didn't know how to comfort Winky.

Several house-elves came hurrying up, bearing a large silver tray with a teapot, two cups, a jug of fragrant milk, and a large plate of freshly baked biscuits.

"Thank you." Hermione nodded.

"You're welcome, miss," said the house-elves, bowing vigorously.

Hermione picked up a biscuit and thought of a topic: "Dobby, I heard that you work here, are you paid?"

Dobby said happily: "Yes, Dobby is asking for wages now! This is something that other house elves have not done."

Hermione said, "Well done, Dobby!" and looked at Winky.

The house-elves in the kitchen looked at them with interest and listened to what they said, but when they heard this, they looked at Dobby with disdain.

Hermione's words surprised them even more.

The house-elves who brought the milk biscuits just now turned around and returned, and they took the silver tray away angrily.

One elf even jumped up, snatched the biscuit from Hermione's hand, and ran away.

Hermione: "..."

With Hermione's approval, Dobby looked extremely happy.He said: "Most wizards don't want a wage-earning house-elf, miss. Dobby likes to work, but he also wants to wear clothes and be paid. Dobby wants to be free."

The house-elves at Hogwarts all looked away, as if Dobby had said something extremely rude and embarrassing.They quietly stayed away from this circle, avoiding Dobby, as if he was carrying some serious infectious disease.sixth book bar

Winky stayed put, since she only knew Dobby, but the volume of her wailing had clearly increased.

Dobby said cheerfully: "After Shining comes here this year, I want to persuade her to pay her too..."

Winky suddenly jumped forward from the stool, fell face down on the flagstone floor, made a frustrated forward bend, pounded the floor with her small fist, and screamed in pain: "This is humiliation! Winky The biggest humiliation I've ever experienced in my life!"

Hermione quickly squatted beside her, trying to comfort her, but no matter what Hermione said, it didn't work.Dobby continued his story, screaming loudly over Winky's cries.

"When Dobby first came to Hogwarts, Professor Dumbledore said that since Dobby wanted wages, he could pay Dobby! So, Dobby is a free elf, miss, Dobby Get one Galleon every week, and one day off every month!"

"What!" Hermione said in surprise, "So few!"

Dobby said with a frightened face: "Professor Dumbledore originally wanted to give Dobby ten Galleons a week and have weekends off, but so much wealth and leisure time are very scary, and Dobby bargained with him to lower the price." To one Galleon. Miss, Dobby likes freedom, but he doesn't want too much freedom, he prefers work!"

Harry was in a mixed mood: there were even some employees who actively asked for lower wages and more work.If a Boss Ma who proposed 996 blessings had such employees under him, he would probably wake up laughing from his dreams.

Not to mention that the other house elves are the best of the best. They don't even need a little salary. Even if they work hard to death, they will be grateful to Dade.

Hermione asked, "Then Winky, do you get paid in the end?"

Winky stopped crying and sat up, her huge brown eyes staring fiercely at Hermione, her wet face suddenly turned angry: "Winky is indeed a disqualified house-elf who was kicked out, but Winky It’s not to the point of asking for wages!”

"Winky hasn't fallen that far! Winky is ashamed of the freedom Dobby talks about!"

Hermione looked confused: "Shame? How could you be ashamed? It is Mr. Crouch who should be ashamed. He is so cruel to you."

After hearing this, Winky quickly put her hands over the holes in her hat and squashed her ears: "I can't hear you! You can't insult my master, miss!"

Dobby said quietly: "Winky hasn't adjusted yet, Miss Granger. She forgot that she and Mr. Crouch have broken it off. She can say whatever she wants now, but she can't."

Hermione found that it was really difficult for her to communicate with Winky, so she had to ask Dobby about it.

Dobby chatted cheerfully about how he lived as a free elf and what he planned to do with his wages.

Dobby patted his chest and said, "That's Garen who is completely under Dobby's control. Dobby is going to buy a jumper for Christmas this year."

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Harry, when Hermione left, the elves came to see them off.

Hermione watched the elves groveling incessantly, with a pained expression on her face. It's impossible for her to accept slavery as a person trained by modern thinking.

Hermione led the way up the marble stairs and said, "I thought I could let them know freedom, but it seems that I thought too well. Their willingness to be enslaved has been passed down from countless generations, and a Dobby , is already a miracle."

"I have an idea." Hermione looked at Harry and said, "Let Dobby work as a temporary worker for a wizarding family. Time and money are all under his control. Maybe it can affect the house elves around a little bit."

"Let's target the wizarding families at Hogwarts first, and try to make this matter better before the Christmas holiday." Hermione sighed deeply.

There was really nothing she could do about these deep-seated house-elves.

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