"Dobby has really given money. Dobby knows that you have to pay for things... In order to make it more convenient for the boss, Dobby even helped him put the silver coins directly into the money box in the drawer!"
"Well, I think you should put the money in the boss's hands, or at least somewhere else where he can see it."
"Hermione, I think that's not important now. The important thing is... Dobby, do you know how to wear socks? And you also have your own Silver Sickle?"
"Isn't the most problematic thing about the hood? It looks like something only a thief would wear..."
Maka watched Hermione, Ron and Harry gather around the house elf Dobby, asking questions one by one. They all looked quite curious. For no other reason than because Dobby is truly an anomaly among house elves.
All right! Maybe it's time to stop calling him a "house elf" since he seems to be free now
"Dobby, I remember that you were brought back to Malfoy Manor by Lucius, right? Why are you here now? What happened to the Malfoy family?" Maka waved to everyone first, and then asked Dobby He asked, "I think it's impossible for Mrs. Malfoy to give you freedom, right?"
Lucius is currently imprisoned in the Ministry of Magic - he didn't even participate in the prison escape, as if he had been forgotten by everyone; and Draco has been in Hogwarts recently, depressed every day Live happily.
If there is still an owner of Malfoy Manor, then Draco's mother, Mrs. Malfoy, is the only one left.
"Oh! Sir, do you know Dobby's old master?" Hearing this, Dobby suddenly showed a sad expression, and his big bat-like ears drooped in distress, "Since the master was taken away, The house became empty... Poor madam, she couldn't sleep all night long. Probably the madam was not careful enough. She handed some coats that needed to be changed to Dobby instead of giving them to the girl as usual. Maid. Well... Since the Dark Lord arrived, there are no maids, so how can she give a change of clothes to a group of non-existent people? "
"Then you left?" Maka thought for a moment and said, "You know you are different from other house elves. You have always wanted to change to a more 'valuable' job..."
"No, no, Dobby didn't leave." The elf grabbed his ears and shook his head vigorously again, "There is no one at home at all. If Dobby also leaves, how will the lady live? But... but... "
"But what?" Hermione asked hurriedly.
Just listening to Dobby's few words can almost outline a particularly desolate family scene. Under such circumstances, even Ron, who had always hated the Malfoy family, found it difficult to rejoice in their misfortune.
"The lady is also missing," Dobby said miserably, with a cry in his voice. "Dobby didn't even realize when she disappeared. She disappeared all of a sudden - disappeared from home! Dobby didn't know what to do. Yes, but Dobby can't just stay at home and wait... Dobby told himself that he should go out and look for it."
"As far as I know, the Malfoy family doesn't take much care of you? Is it worth running out to find it alone? What's more, you are free now!" Maka looked at Dobby's tattered clothes After taking a look, it was obvious that it was made from old clothes, but after all, it was a fairly serious set of clothes.
You know, house elves don't wear clothes all their lives. They only wrap a pillowcase around their body, tie a few knots and hang it on their body so that it doesn't fall off, which is considered a covering.
For every house elf, being given clothes by its owner is equivalent to giving it freedom. Not to mention whether the house elves with deep-rooted ideas of slavery can accept it, at least Dobby, an alien like him, still likes freedom.
"The old master was not very fond of Dobby..." Dobby was about to say something, but in the blink of an eye he realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said, and became a little panicked, "No, that's not right - bad Dobby! The old master He treats Dobby well, has food and shelter, and a lot of work to do every day - how can Dobby speak ill of his master?"
"You call this 'good for you'?" Hermione muttered, "I don't think so..."
But Dobby was obviously not very interested in Hermione's words. Although he was indeed different from other house elves, the thoughts of generations of house elves also set a standard for him. At least he didn't object to "working for wizards", which was almost a mission.
"... In short, Dobby must find his wife, otherwise the master and young master will be very anxious if they cannot find his wife if they go home!"
If you stay with a specific group of people for a long time, you will always develop some inexplicable feelings. Regarding this, even the Obscurials who have been imprisoned and tortured in the United States are no exception, let alone Dobby in front of him.
"So you almost starved to death?" Maka glanced at Aberforth, but the other party showed no intention of responding at all, and still looked down at the book.
Dumbledore once joked that he wasn't sure his brother could read, which was obviously a joke.
"Dobby can't just eat other people's food, Dobby can't be a bad guy -" the elf said with a wrinkled face, "If you don't work, you shouldn't fill your stomach."
Maka nodded casually, but her mind was already elsewhere. Judging from Dobby's words, Malfoy Manor should be in a deserted state now. As for where Draco's mother went, it's hard to say.
Of course, this doesn't seem to have much to do with him. Even Lucius Malfoy just promised Draco to try to get it out for him. How to do it in the end depends on the situation!
Maka was just curious about the elf Dobby who suddenly appeared. He didn't ask any more questions after that, but just watched Hermione and the others surrounding the elf, talking in all directions.
Luna, on the other hand, is not very interested in this elf. She prefers those rarer and mysterious magical creatures. She doesn't care so much about common creatures like house elves.
She seemed to pay more attention to the portrait on the wall than Dobby. From just now, she had been staring at the girl walking beside the woods in the painting, her eyes never leaving for a moment.
Probably finally noticing Luna's pure gaze, Ariana turned around and slowly walked towards Luna towards the frame.
Ariana wasn't much of a talker, and Luna generally didn't talk much either. The two of them looked at each other in different worlds across the canvas, silently sizing up each other.
Maka looked at these two girls from different eras and discovered that there were some quite obvious similarities between them. Their eyes are equally ethereal and pure, and they are also very demure under normal circumstances.
"Aberforth, I suddenly have a question," Maka stood behind Aberforth and suddenly whispered, "Do you think your brother went to find Ariana?"
"Huh?" Aberforth, who had never reacted much, finally raised his head again after hearing his sudden mention of the topic, "What did you think of?"
"I haven't mentioned it to you before - your brother actually went to a place," Maka said quietly, "It's very close to 'death', very close..."
"Impossible!" Aberforth curled his lips, but did not continue.
Maka knew that Aberforth had never forgiven his brother because he had been blaming him, and the reason was Ariana, his sister who accidentally died in the war.
Perhaps Aberforth knew to some extent that Dumbledore also felt guilty for his sister's death, but Aberforth, who loved his sister, would never admit it.
Judging from all Dumbledore's actions and thoughts, Maka actually didn't think that Dumbledore would use his sister Ariana as his motivation and goal to advance on his magical journey. But Dumbledore's "selfish" words at the time forced him to agree with his sudden guess.
Will Albus Dumbledore, who has always made it his mission to spread love, act for selfish reasons? Today's Maka really doesn't dare to deny it easily.
Maka thought for a moment, then simply pulled out a chair and sat down at the small table. While watching Hermione and Luna's every move, she secretly fell into her own thoughts.
Leisure time always passes a little fast. Counting the time spent walking in the crowded streets, it wasn't long before it was time to figure out where to go to fill my increasingly empty stomach.
During this period of conversation, Dobby became familiar with everyone, and Hermione even made an appointment with him to accompany him on the streets next time she was free.
She really spared no effort in her goal of liberating the house elves!
"Let's go! Go to Three Broomsticks and squeeze in. There will always be a seat." Maka greeted everyone, "Think about what you want to eat first, and you can eat what you want as quickly as possible. !”
"I'm warning you! Don't mention other bars here!" Aberforth glared at him and said roughly.
"Come on!" Maka spread her hands, "Who told you that the food here is terrible? Let me tell you, you should improve your recipes. Maybe Dobby can help-"
"Go away!" Aberforth glared at him again angrily.
After having lunch and walking around for a while, it was time for Maka to go back to Hogwarts for her appointment. Professor McGonagall is a very strict and punctual person, and he doesn't want to accidentally be late later.
After saying goodbye to Dobby, everyone held their noses and rushed through the utility room at the back, and then rushed all the way to the Three Broomsticks pub at the other end of the village.