"Dobby's little master, Mr. Draco of the Malfoy family, is now one of the warriors in the Triwizard Tournament! Just today, I heard from those students that he made a giant dragon bow down in the arena. A dragon's head stopped right in front of Master Dobby, but he couldn't do much more! It was like being petrified!" In a basement at Hogwarts, the life and work of house-elves In the middle of the area, Dobby was bragging about Malfoy's achievements in the arena, and his big nose that was as red as a tomato stood up proudly.
For house elves as servants or slaves of wizards, it is normal for Narcissa and Lucius to come to Hogwarts to watch their son's game, but it is obvious that they will not be with Dobby. They live in the same house, because in their eyes the house-elves are just lowly servants, and they can only stay with them when they serve their masters. At other times, seeing it seems to dirty their eyes.
So the Hogwarts kitchen has become Dobby's best place to go now. Under Dumbledore's proposal, it even participated in the work of serving Hogwarts students and received a certain amount of compensation.
The basement where Dobby lived was a large room with a high ceiling. A few lighted candles gave off faint candlelight to illuminate the whole room. The area of the room was as large as the auditorium above, surrounded by stone walls. There were many gleaming copper pots and basins, a large brick fireplace at the other end of the room, and four long wooden tables very similar to those in the auditorium. The other elves surrounded Dobby and listened intently. .
There are about a hundred elves here, all wearing the same uniform: a tea towel with the Hogwarts crest printed on it, and wrapping it around the body, the elves looked at Dobby with a mixture of contempt and curiosity, The former is because the house-elf was shameless and accepted the reward Hogwarts paid him with peace of mind. This is a heinous crime in the house-elf's cognition and is unacceptable. In the process of handling chores, they are ashamed to be with him.
But at the same time, after hearing the flattery of this wonderful house-elf, I am also a little envious. Having such a master is indeed something to be proud of in their values, and they have no chance. Now they His only task is to be the chef of Hogwarts, repeating boring work day after day, responsible for the students' daily food.
"Harry Potter!" Dobby stopped his bragging at this moment, turned his head to look at the door, and started screaming. The elves saw a few more figures coming out of the door.
Harry's expression looked a little embarrassed at this time, he was a little embarrassed to be stared at so adoringly by so many house-elves.
The Weasley brothers, Hermione, Harry, and Ron, they held a celebration party today to celebrate Harry's good grades in the first project, but it seems that there is still some food for celebration , so under the leadership of Weasley Xiongde who is very familiar with Hogwarts, they came here together.
Looking at the scene in front of her with the help of candlelight, Hermione's body trembled a little now.
"You said you would take us to a good place." Her eyes were a little red, and her tone was full of dissatisfaction.
"Isn't this a good place?" Fred looked at Hermione strangely, as if he didn't hear her strange tone, then he picked up a watch face from a plate brought by an attentive house elf. The cake covered with cheese was eaten.
"It's delicious." He praised.
"Any drinks?" George asked.
Soon, several house-elves were scurrying to the back of the room, and then came running again, carrying a large silver tray with the cups of the Weasley brothers, Harry, Ron, and Hermione.
There was also a jug of milk, a jug of tea and a large plate of biscuits.
"When the two of us are hungry, we often come here to look for food. These little guys are quite hospitable." Fred and George said contentedly at this time.
"This isn't hospitality, this is exploitation!" Hermione said seriously, staring at the twins, making them feel uncomfortable.
They spread their hands at the same time and said, "It's not that we are oppressing them, and they don't feel that they are being oppressed, don't you believe me?"
"This is the best job in the world. It is our honor to serve the students and teachers of Hogwarts." A house elf standing in front of Hermione said proudly.
"That's because they are uneducated and instilled with some wrong ideas!" Hermione said angrily
"You're supposed to be entitled to a salary, a break, don't you have something you want to buy?" she asked instead, trying to get them to realize themselves.
At this time, the house elves who had respect for Hermione took a few steps back and looked at her in disgust, as if she had said something inappropriate and embarrassing.
Hermione seemed a little frustrated, but quickly cheered up. She knew that this was normal, and changing the inherent way of thinking would take time.
"Dobby, why are you here?" Hermione squatted down, looking at Dobby in front of her and asked.
At this time, Dobby looked very happy in his big green eyes like ping pong balls, and was a little speechless with excitement, and looked at Hermione.
At this time, Hermione was surprised to find that Dobby was wearing a brand new and clean pillowcase, a well-made light blue tie around his neck, and a pair of neat black cotton socks on his feet.
"Have you regained your freedom, Dobby?" Hermione asked excitedly. She knew that a house elf would be free again after getting the clothes presented by its master, and Dobby's current clothes were Most likely symbolic of this fact.
"Oh, if he regains his freedom, you won't see him here. Maybe Dobby was sent here by his master and used as a slave." Ron said mockingly, while stepping back Back off, he still remembered the last time he was knocked to the ground by this house elf.
"Miss, are you talking about Dobby's new clothes?" Dobby straightened his blue hat, and then explained with a straight face: "The master lent it to Dobby. He said it was a dirty domestic boy. Elves are not fit to work for him."
"Really?" Hermione shook her head in disappointment. She thought that the first house-elf to be liberated just appeared in front of her eyes. If it was true, how helpful it would be to her house-elf liberation front meaning!
"Don't worry about them, let's go back quickly, Neville and the others are still waiting, we are full, but they are still hungry." Ron hiccupped as he said, the hospitality of these house elves is really Too enthusiastic.