Reborn Harry Potter

On a Saturday morning in December.

Everyone got up lazily and slowly, and then found that the whole Hogwarts began to fall one after another leaflets.

The leaflet disappeared after hitting the ground, and then fell again from a height of several meters until someone reached out to catch it.

The content of the flyer is to introduce a house elf. The house elf in the picture is actually wearing a decent new suit. Xi's house elf is much more high-end and atmospheric.

Dobby the house-elf, accepting a one-hour hire job.

Do you want to prepare a big dinner for your parents?Do you want to arrange a romantic environment to confess to your girlfriend?Do you still worry about how to clean the messy house?Goblins infested again? ...

For only twenty copper Knuts, Dobby can do all the housework for you.

The work efficiency is high, one hour of cleaning can be worth a wizard's work for a week, and it is the best choice for you to be an exquisite wizard.

Book as soon as possible, first come first served.

Unsurprisingly, this wave of publicity caused a small wave of heated discussions at Hogwarts.

Families with house elves are a minority after all, and many wizards have never used house elves.

Although most wizards find it unbelievable that house elves work for a fee, when you think about it, it's only twenty copper knuts, which is really, really cheap.

Going to Hogsmeade and drinking a cup of butterbeer can hire Dobby to work for three hours, which is a conscience price.

Many wizards were moved, and when the first user appeared, this form was unstoppable.

It was a first-year freshman. She walked up to Hermione cautiously and timidly, and asked, "This Christmas, can I have the house-elf come to my house and prepare dinner?"

Hermione finally waited for the first person to inquire, she smiled and said, "Of course, please fill in the address..."

The little girl nervously wrote down her home address on a form, and then handed Hermione a silver Sickle.

"Well, I'm looking for nine copper Knuts for you..."

The little girl quickly waved her hand and said, "No need, just treat it as a tip, it's not much anyway."

Unexpectedly, she was still a rich loli.

Then wizards came one after another.

"There are ghouls in the attic of my grandma's house, and they keep screaming all day long. My grandma has no choice. Can Dobby help my grandma get rid of them?"

"Can……"

"Can……"

"Can……"

After being busy for a while, Hermione handed Dobby a timetable that had been sorted out.

"This is a weekly work schedule. After a week, the salary is several galleons higher than that of Hogwarts."

Dobby was grateful: "Thank you, Miss Granger, for finding me so many jobs, I am so happy, those house elves will definitely be jealous of me."

Hermione: "Um, all right."

"This is the first time I will help you first. In the future, stick a piece of parchment outside the auditorium, draw the form, and let the wizards who are interested fill in the information by themselves during each day of the week. Then you can complete the work by yourself. .”

"Okay, thank you Miss Granger." Dobby bowed vigorously.

……

A Transfiguration class on Thursday.

Professor McGonagall's annoyed voice crackled through the classroom like a whip: "Weasley, Thomas! Could you please pay attention!"

This class is almost over.

The homework was all due: Professor McGonagall had requested that guinea fowls be turned into guinea pigs, and now the strange creatures that could barely be called "guinea pigs" were kept in a large cage on Professor McGonagall's lectern.

And the homework on the blackboard, they have already copied it in the notebook: try to illustrate how the Transfiguration spell must be adjusted when performing a cross-species conversion.

When the get out of class bell was about to ring at any moment, even if Professor McGonagall seemed to be about to say something, some people were distracted.

Ron and Dean Harry were holding their wands, and in the last row of the classroom, you were fighting swordsmanship against each other, with nothing else in mind.

When Professor McGonagall called their names, the startled two quickly put down their wands and sat down.

"Too childish!" Professor McGonagall glanced at them angrily and feebly.

"I hear you all, and I'm just saying this once, the Yule Ball is coming... It's a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament and a great opportunity for us to mingle with foreign guests. Well, the ball is only Open to students in grades [-] and above, although you can invite a junior student if you wish."

In an instant, all the girls in the class looked at Harry.

Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil, two silly girls dared to stare at Harry, Hermione glared at them, and immediately the two recalled the pain Hermione had caused them in divination — Hermione had crushed their godly Professor Trelawney so badly they looked away.

Professor McGonagall continued: "Put on the dress robes you have prepared. The ball will be held in the auditorium at eight o'clock on Christmas evening and will end at twelve midnight."

Professor McGonagall looked at the whole class and said with difficulty: "The Christmas ball is undoubtedly an opportunity for us to relax..."

Harry smiled, it was so hard for the stern and serious Professor McGonagall to say that.

"However!" Professor McGonagall raised his voice sharply, and said sternly and naturally: "But that doesn't mean that Hogwarts will relax the behavior requirements for you, we still have foreign guests present, if Gryffindor's Any student who embarrasses the school in any way will be punished..."

"Jingle Bell……"

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and everyone was talking about the Christmas ball while stuffing books into their schoolbags and throwing their schoolbags over their shoulders. There was a panic in the classroom.

"Harry, stay here, I have something to tell you." Professor McGonagall shouted.

Professor McGonagall and the rest of the class left, and said, "Harry, the students who participate in the ball may or may not have a partner, but the warriors must have a partner."

She looked at Hermione who was sitting quietly beside her, and said, "You must have a goal."

"Ah, yes." Harry was about to start doing multiple choice questions again.

"Can a person have more than one partner?" Harry asked.

Professor McGonagall looked at him suspiciously, as if to think he was joking.

She said coldly: "Of course not, that's your dance partner, of course there can only be one."

"Dancing partner?" Harry's eyes widened for a moment: "You mean to dance? I thought it was just arm-in-arms with a female partner, walking around the ball, eating cheese pie, eating curry beef, trying something new. Orleans gumbo, English cheesecake, some pumpkin porridge, some butterbeer..."

Professor McGonagall's face twitched twice: "You have everything you said, but this is based on the theme of the dance."

Harry looked shy: "Dear principal, can you not participate? I have predicted that I will feel unwell that night."

"No! If you feel unwell, go to Madam Pomfrey for some medicine first. You must dance. According to tradition, the dance is held by the warriors and their partners."

Professor McGonagall said, "Can't you dance? Can't you? Can't you?"

"Ha, how is that possible." Harry laughed.

"That's good, then it's settled." Professor McGonagall finished and left the classroom.

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