novelraw Chapter 217 Grade 5
Chapter 217 Grade 5
Harry noticed that Dobby peeked at her several times through his swollen, bulbous eyes, his pointed ears turned up slightly.
It was hard to say who was more surprised, she or Dobby.The pixie who nearly blew up her World Cup junior friendly a year ago turned out to be saving her.
"Is this... your house-elf?" Harry asked as nonchalantly as possible, preventing Malfoy from ordering Dobby to disappear.
"Yeah," Malfoy looked at Harry, "you... saw it?"
"No...yes," Harry said cautiously, "unless...you ordered it to find me?"
"Of course not, this should be the first time you two met," he looked back and forth between Harry and Dobby, as if he felt the strange atmosphere, "Isn't it?"
"Of course it's the first time we met," Harry waved his hand exaggeratedly, "how could it not be? I just haven't seen a house-elf, isn't this a magical creature that only exists in ancient wizarding families? Hogwarts elves It’s too good to hide, I’ve never seen it before, haha…”
Of course she lied in front of Malfoy without blushing or beating, but Dobby was different.Now the elf couldn't help bumping into the leg of the little table between Harry and Malfoy, banging his head so hard that Harry felt pain for it.It bumped and yelled, "Bad Dobby! Bad Dobby!"
"Stop!" Malfoy yelled exasperatedly, "I order you to stop! It's a disgrace! Get out of our sight!" He turned to Harry and whispered, "I'm so sorry, but this house-elf is a real brain There is a problem. If you are interested in them, I will bring another obedient one to show you."
Seeing that Dobby was about to disappear, Harry said, "Wait a minute... tell Dobby not to leave."
I almost revealed my secrets today, in case Dobby couldn’t bear it one day and took the initiative to confess... It would be fine if he confessed to Draco, but if it was Draco’s father... then this little elf is probably the real one. I can't get over it.
She suddenly thought of the godfather's ancestral house that had been in disrepair for a long time. Maybe it was because of the loss of the house elf that it fell into such a dilapidated state?
"Uh, Malfoy?" Harry pursed his lips together, "...Draco?"
Malfoy's mouth grew wide because Harry offered to call him by his Christian name.
"Uh," Harry suddenly condemned himself, was it too much?Playing with the little boy's feelings or something...
"You said that if you want to repay me, you can do anything?"
"Of course..." Malfoy straightened his collar and regained his reserve.
"Can I have it go?" Harry pointed to Dobby who was stroking the swelling on his head, "This house-elf?"
Dobby's big bulb-like eyes almost popped out at this moment, regardless of the swelling on his head, he stared at Malfoy from Harry in a daze.
"Dobby?" Malfoy looked puzzled and disgusted, "Are you sure? It's a problem. I can give you a better one."
"No need," Harry waved his hand, "That's all, I'm too embarrassed to ask for anything else... Wait, can you just give away the elf at home?"
"It's perfectly fine here at Dobby's place...Mother is sick of it." Malfoy still stared at Harry suspiciously, as if hesitating to check to see if she was ill.Harry sat up straight, looking at Malfoy with determined eyes.
"Okay," he sighed, "since I promise that I can do anything..." He turned and told Dobby, "From now on, you must serve Harry Potter wholeheartedly..."
"No, Malfoy," Harry interjected, this way of handling... In fact, Dobby's control remained in Malfoy's hands, "I hope you can free it."
Harry took off his hat and passed it to Malfoy across the table, "Here, you can give this to him."
"Are you sure?" Malfoy held the hat with Harry's body temperature in his hands, not wanting to hand it to the slovenly Dobby. Of course, Dobby looked eagerly at the tool that determined its freedom, "I can't guarantee that after releasing it, It will listen to you."
"It's okay." Harry shrugged.
Malfoy held out his hand reluctantly to Dobby, but withdrew it when Dobby was eager to take the hat.
"Look, let's say that this elf has a problem. A normal house elf will cry when it is released. Look at it, it's excited..."
Of course Dobby didn't dare to go directly to get the hat, and Harry saw that it was going to be tormented mad by the two contradictory emotions of "the temptation of freedom" and "the instinct of obedience".
"Give it to me, and I will take the risk afterwards," Harry said.
Malfoy finally handed over Harry's hat, and Dobby was so excited that he almost passed out.Harry suddenly regretted that Hermione wasn't here - she should have freed Dobby with Hermione's knitting.After all, Hermione tried hard for a year without even mobilizing a Hogwarts elf.
"Thank you, Harry Potter! Thank you, thank you!" Dobby grabbed Harry's trousers, with tears and snot all over her.
Malfoy frowned, "I'm getting more and more suspicious, I've given you a problem..."
Harry had just stuffed Dobby with a few tissues and rescued his trouser legs. Ron finally said goodbye to his family and found Harry's compartment before the train started——
"Malfoy?" Ron narrowed his eyes. "Is he messing with you, Harry?"
"No," Harry stood up, "Me and Mal..." She looked at the blond boy, "Draco and I... are not hostile anymore."
Malfoy stood up after Harry, patted his clothes, "I still won't disturb your Gryffindor party." Without saying hello to Ron, he walked out of the car sideways.
"Hey," Ron poked his head out of the carriage door, "you forgot about your house elf!"
"He didn't forget," Harry pulled Ron in, "he gave me the elf."
Ron's eyes widened as Harry explained what had just happened.At this time, Hermione also got into the car. She looked a little embarrassed and winked at Ron.
"Do you have something to say to me?" Harry looked left and right, "Could it be that you are together? I don't mind."
"Of course not..." Ron blushed. "It's just..." He scratched his red hair even more. "We're in fifth grade."
"Yes, I know, thank you for reminding?" Harry raised his eyebrows, "Are you trying to say that there will be OWLs exams this year? I thought this should be Hermione's line."
"No..." Hermione hesitated, "It's just...we were elected as prefects this year..." She hurriedly continued, "I don't know why it was me, Dumbledore should have chosen you! "
It turned out to be just this...
Harry shrugged. "Is this all you guys are nervous about? Don't worry, I don't mind at all," she said honestly. "I've forgotten about it to be honest."
She had such a thrilling holiday, she went to Poland once, broke Penguin's underage female trafficking underground network, and watched Damian and Grandpa Alfred fight wits... She also wanted to relax after school started.Engage in school politics?Catch the little wizard who skipped classes and went out at night?She really wasn't interested at all.
The world is far wider than a title.
Pushing the two hesitant friends into the prefect's compartment to which they belonged, Harry leisurely returned to his single car, only to find that Dobby was confronting an adult with brown hair and a gray suit.
"This is the carriage belonging to the great 'savior of the world'—Harry Potter!" Dobby stood on the small table, with Harry's hat between his ears, facing the adult wizard with his hips akimbo.
It's too embarrassing...Harry's head is getting bigger, so he quickly pushed the door open and went in, "Sorry...Dobby and I didn't mean that. This is not my car, you can sit in whatever you want."
"Dobby," she waved to the elf and instructed softly, "this carriage is public, so you don't have to watch it for me."
With drooping ears, Dobby sat obediently on Harry's box, trying to minimize his presence.
Harry smiled ashamedly at the adult wizard who had just taken his seat, but when she saw him clearly, she paused in surprise, "Mr. Lupine?"
Remus Lupine, the kind undercover werewolf that Harley met in the United States, just put away the frayed suitcase at this moment, sat down opposite Harley, and smiled gently at her, "Hello , Harley, we meet again."
"Hello..." Harry also sat down slowly, and suddenly didn't know what to say. Is it inappropriate to ask the werewolf "How are you?"
"I am here this time because I have accepted the commission and appointment from Dumbledore," Mr. Lupine said proactively, "I am your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher this year."
"Congratulations!" she said sincerely, because she knew how difficult it was for werewolves to find a job.It's just that, Harry always felt that the eyes he looked at her had a sense of nostalgia... more exaggerated than Sirius.
Queenie suddenly pushed the carriage door furiously, "Finally found you, Harry, I was in George's carriage just now, you..." She was stunned when she saw the adult opposite Harley.
"This is Mr. Lupine, our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor." Harry introduced.
Queenie waved her hand slightly, this waving gesture was rather awkward.
"George and the others are showing their new inventions, you... want to see it?" Queenie winked at Harry, who guessed that her friend meant to provide her with a chance to avoid the professor.After all, no one wants to sit alone in a car with the teacher, which is stressful and embarrassing!
"No," Harry shook his head, "I'll see you in the dormitory."
Queenie made a face at Harley and slipped away quickly.
Just when Harley thought that there was a teacher in charge and all the students would avoid this compartment, a girl with long messy pale blond hair and misty eyes knocked gently and slowly opened the compartment door.
"Hello," a strange combination of an adult wizard and a girl who survived the catastrophe in front of her said word by word without even showing any surprise on the calm girl, "I was squeezed out of the carriage by others, and this There are no more seats on the way, can I sit here?"
Harry nodded casually, noticing that she was wearing a necklace of wine corks...
"Thank you." The girl didn't have much luggage, she opened the box as soon as she sat down, and took out a thin booklet with the cover upside down.Halle knew the magazine, the Quibbler.
"Hi, I'm Luna Lovegood, Ravenclaw, fourth grade." She saw Lupine from Harry, still with sleepy eyes.
Harry was about to open his mouth.
"And you're Harry Potter," Luna continued.
Well, the self-introduction was omitted, but Harry was still relieved that Luna didn't make a fuss.
"And, you're Remus Lupine." She pointed at Lupin's box with surprise in his eyes, "There's a name on it."
"Yes," Lupine smiled helplessly, "nice to meet you, Luna."
Luna nodded, lifted the magazine, and buried herself behind the pages.
Harry shrugged. It seemed that her fellow passengers were quiet passengers, so she also took out her book and noticed that Dobby was asleep on the box with her hat in his arms.
After a bumpy few hours, Harry and Luna put on their school uniforms as they approached Hogwarts.After the train stops, get off the train in order and arrive at the castle through the carriage pulled by thestrals.
Many little wizards along the road pointed at her when they saw her. Harry shrank his neck and decided to follow the calm Luna.
And through the eyes of the Ravenclaw girl, Harry discovered that she could see thestrals too.
As for Dobby, Harley didn't trust it enough to assign him to take care of Sirius' ancestral home at this time. She asked the elf if he would really walk the world freely from now on, but he said that he liked working...Harry was helpless Now, she doesn't need an elf to take care of her specially, even Malfoy, who was once pampered, doesn't have such special treatment.
But Dobby patted his chest, reassuring Harry that he would go to Dumbledore and apply for a job on his own.Harley admired its spirit of not being afraid of tigers as a newborn calf.
The castle was shining brilliantly as always. Harry looked at Hermione and Ron who were chatting enthusiastically on the left, and Queenie and George who were giggling at each other on the right...Suddenly, he was horrified to find that he was caught between two young couples. In the middle?
Ah, Harry looking up, the sour stink of love.
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Unsurprisingly, all the professors treated the fifth graders as if they had been given a pick-me-up, or, to put it mildly, a manic spell.
Repeatedly emphasizing how important the exam they are going to face this year is, and in the fifth grade, they have to determine their future career direction...
seriously?They are only 15 years old!
Harry thought about those young people in the United States in their 20s who were still looking for a direction in life, and suddenly felt overwhelming pressure... As a wizard, is the life trajectory of a Muggle so different? 15 years old to determine a career?Are you sure it's not a seedling to encourage growth?
Before deciding on a career in life, don’t you need to look at the world more and take some considerations into account?She didn't even know much about these professions in the wizarding world, and she believed that Muggle-born wizards must be as confused as she was.
Or, because the wizarding world is so simple, they don't have much choice?
In the first two days of school, the fifth graders, including Halle, were overwhelmed by these questions.
What surprised her even more was that on the third day of Potions class, Malfoy was in the Slytherin area, at the front row, without a partner.
Before Professor Snape came, Harry couldn't bear the drive of curiosity and moved over.
"I thought you had already left. Did you run into trouble with the transfer procedures?"
Malfoy was holding the cauldron, and he was only slightly surprised to hear Harry's voice. He shook his head, and Harry noticed the blue and black under his eyes.
"I... was kicked out of the house by my mother."
The author has something to say:
*I'm going to join Queenie and George's CP.Since Fred will definitely not die, he will go with Angelina.George was left alone.After opening the shop, the twins will also turn into young entrepreneurs, which can be regarded as a successful career.