DNF Meets Harry Potter

"That's right, it's me! Can't think of it~, stop pretending, showdown~, hehe..."

Seeing Lucius' shocked face, Carl leaned over and smiled wickedly.

Lucius climbed up from the corner of the wall in a state of embarrassment and disheveled face, and his expression was very exciting while supporting his old waist. Carl's kick was not light, almost the same as the kick he kicked Dobby.

Lucius frowned tightly. The true face of the little wizard in front of him seemed to be hidden in the thick fog, making it difficult for people to see the truth~...

Contradictory, too contradictory!

Since he bought the diary from himself, why did he deliberately release it? When things get serious, come out with another identity to clean up the mess? And the reasons for last year's Forbidden Forest War still need to be investigated...

That's right, Lucius thought Karl had let the diary out on purpose. Because according to the current information, he has no possibility of being bewitched by Tom Riddle at all, and the diary will not grow legs. But what is the point of doing so?

Like Fudge, building momentum for yourself?

"I know what you're thinking~...At first, I also thought very well, and after I finished using Tom Riddle, I sent him to see Merlin.

But the plan couldn't keep up with the changes after all. As a sixteen-year-old Voldemort, Tom Riddle still has two brushes. He even hooked up with an inner ghost in Hogwarts and established an unbreakable contract. Tsk tsk~, this operation really almost flashed my waist at the beginning~...

It took me a lot of effort to catch him later, and in the end I almost didn't die~, hurt~, to commemorate my passing Jin Jialong..."

Seemingly seeing the doubts on Lucius' face, Carl rarely mercifully told him a story. After all, I have done so many things this semester, and there is only one audience who knows the truth, and that's all. The key is that this audience is still Dumbledore's old glass, which makes him feel disgusted~...

Lucius' face was a little cloudy and uncertain. He never expected this to be the result, and there was actually a ghost left by the Dark Lord in Hogwarts. Twelve years have passed, and this is very scary up.

This made him have to think of some bad things, um~, for the future of the Malfoy family...

Lucius patted the dust off his body, no matter what, Carl's two words had completely calmed him down.

"I've told you so much, but I just hope that you can think about it when you stand on the team in the future. If you stand on the wrong team, no matter how glorious and long-standing the family was before, it will become a thing of the past~.

Your old friend Severus made the right choice, you can ask him later what he got from me~, as for what he lost, he only lost something outside of himself, and some things cannot be measured by gold Galleons..."

Carl looked at Lucius with interest, and continued. He said so much to him this time, obviously because he has taken a fancy to the treasury of the Malfoy family~, a prominent family that has been passed down for hundreds of years, although it is now somewhat in decline because of the darkness that swept across the entire English magic world twelve years ago , but the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse, the Potter family was almost wiped out and there was still a treasury of money, and as far as he knew, Snape had borrowed a lot of money from Lucius because of him... …

I don't know if he has paid back now... But, what does this have to do with him? He is just a tool person responsible for collecting money and handing things over to the system...

Lucius gave him a meaningful look, tightly closed his lips, said nothing, picked up the diary and wand, turned around and left, under such circumstances, too many words must be lost.

But what Carl said had already been imprinted deep in his heart.

Seeing the back of Lucius limping away, Karl smiled knowingly. The seed has been planted, it depends on when it will germinate...

Even if it doesn't germinate, he won't lose money. Lucius was shocked by two unimportant news, and he even brought a house elf. It smells so good~...

Thinking of this, Carl suddenly turned around, and the excited house elf was staring at him without blinking.

"Thank you, honorable sir! It was you who made Dobby free from his original owner!" Dobby's big eyes like copper bells glistened with tears of excitement.

Dobby witnessed how angry Lucius was after fighting with Dumbledore just now. It thought that it was completely finished this time, and that it would be brought back to Malfoy Manor by Lucius to receive the cruelest punishment, or that it would never be given another chance at all, and Lucius would be as straightforward as the usual practice of the Black family Cut off its head and hang it on the wall as an ornament.

At this moment of hopelessness, Carl, like a savior, came and saved its world.

"You are simply the best person in the world, as great as Harry Potter in Dobby's mind!"

Dobby held the lavender handkerchief tightly and could not help screaming.

Carl twitched the corner of his mouth lightly, knowing that his goal this time had been achieved, because he was already comparable to Harry Potter in Dobby's mind. He thought for a while, and then started his own induction plan. Naiyali was still waiting for him to go back with cheap labor and take care of their daily life.

"Dobby, you are now free forever. So~, do you have any plans for the future? For example, do you want to do something happy?"

Carl squatted down like a strange sorghum who seduces children, equal to Dobby's height, and said with a smile.

"Honorable Mr. Harris liberated Dobby, and should be Dobby's new master!" Dobby blinked his big eyes, watched Carl's movements, flattered and half-knelt down, and said hopefully.

"You are already free, and you should be rare! Don't be anyone's slave, even me!

How do you say that? Life is precious, love is more expensive, if it is for freedom, both can be thrown away~..."

Carl understands that Dobby is a house-elf longing for freedom, because he has been like this until his death and has never changed.

And although he has a dark heart, he is not a devil. The employment fee of one or two galleons a month is still affordable. Just kidding, he played a dungeon of the spider cave a while ago and netted him several thousand galleons.

"Does Mister think that Dobby is too stupid to be qualified to be Mister's servant?"

But Carl's philosophical words somehow turned into disgust when they reached Dobby's ears.

"Then I thought maybe we could work around a bit and I could hire you, so would you work for me?"