Harry Potter and the Temple of Tales

When Louis and Cedric returned, Bagman and Mr. Crouch had already left the Weasley camp.

The Diggory family also said goodbye, and after those people went back, Fred kept asking Mr. Weasley what would happen at Hogwarts, because Bagman had mentioned it more than once before.

There will be big events at Hogwarts this semester that will attract worldwide attention.

But Mr. Weasley just smiled and said nothing.

"This is a secret, Fred." Percy mentioned seriously aside, "Mr. Crouch was right not to say it."

"Shut up, Percy, you're just a bitch." Fred retorted, causing Percy to almost rush up and beat him.

In the afternoon, various businesses in the camp began to operate. Salesmen pushed carts constantly moving around the camp. Louis, Harry and others kept wandering among these vendors.

"Those filled with green items should be the aid items representing Ireland." Ron said excitedly, "The red ones are Bulgaria."

"Hey, everyone, do you want to buy one?" Harry waved to a few people, holding a copper telescope in his hand.

The Quidditch match is extremely large, and the wizard's figure is like an ant on the lawn in the entire Quidditch match. If you just observe it with the naked eye, you can't see any results.

"With the telescope, you can adjust the focal length and the speed. It's very convenient and cheap. Each telescope costs ten galleons gold coins." The salesman said enthusiastically.

Ron stared at the telescope with some longing, because he had already bought a dancing hat in support of Ireland.

"Four!" Harry said decisively.

"No...don't bother, Harry." Ron was a little embarrassed. He was not the kind of person who liked other people's things unconditionally.

"You don't have to give me Christmas gifts anymore, just head office." Harry handed the telescope to several of them, "Remember, it's ten years."

"That's pretty much it." Ron held the telescope happily and couldn't put it down.

Louis looked at the telescope. Although wizards looked down on Muggles, Muggles were indeed much better than wizards in some areas. For example, this telescope was an ironclad proof of Muggle learning.

On the one hand, they laugh at the ignorance of Muggles, but on the other hand, they learn technology from this ignorant group. Wizards are simply a collection of contradictions.

They wandered around the camp for a while, until the gold coins in their pockets were gradually emptied, and then they reluctantly returned to the tent.

Bill and Ginny were already wearing Irish shamrock flowers, and Mr. Weasley was draped in an Irish flag. Obviously, the Weasley family are all Irish fans.

Several people cheered in the tent. As the only major sporting event in the wizarding world, the Quidditch World Cup is extremely happy for everyone.

Louis did not join in their carnival. He walked out of the tent alone and straightened out his thoughts.

From the current situation, it seems that Voldemort has not started to take action. The specific reason is unknown, but at least Harry, who has a close connection with Voldemort, has not shown any signs of scar pain these days, not even the nightmare of Little Hangleton.

happened before.

On the other hand, now Alastor Moody probably knows about Barty Crouch Jr., so it may not be so easy to impersonate Moody's Crouch. Of course, whether Moody believes it or not is another time.

It's over.

"Woooooooo..."

The noisy sound in the grass nearby interrupted Louis' thoughts. He looked over there curiously, and four huge ears attracted his attention.

"Dobby, don't go, those wizards won't accept your job request."

They were two house elves, tugging at each other. One of them was Dobby, whom Louis was familiar with.

"You have to try, you have to try, don't you? Dobby is a free house elf." Dobby said to the other companion in a cheerful tone. It broke away and turned its head and bumped into Louis' leg.

"Oh, sir, it's your sir. I'm so happy to meet you!" Dobby rubbed his big round head. He saw the person clearly and jumped up excitedly.

"Why are you here Dobby?"

"Dobby is here to find a job, sir." Dobby looked a little annoyed. "Dobby has been running into trouble in the past few days. I heard that there are more wizards gathering here. Dobby comes here to try his luck."

"Can't find a job? Why?" Louis was a little surprised. In his impression, house elves should have no shortage of jobs.

"Because Dobby needs a salary, sir!" Another house elf cried sadly, "A house elf cannot ask for a salary. I just told Dobby that he should find a good family and settle down. But he just

If you don’t listen, it will always exist in your imagination.”

"This is not a fantasy, what we need to pursue is freedom." Dobby explained happily.

Obviously, Dobby is different from ordinary house elves, no, very different. The servility of house elves is engraved in their bones, but Dobby, since being released by Louis and Harry, has been thinking about

free.

"Who are you?" Louis asked the other house elf.

"I am Winky, sir." The house elf named Winky bowed to Louis.

Winky? Louis frowned. If he remembered correctly, Winky was the house elf of the Barty Crouch family.

By the way, Old Barty also asked Winky to keep an eye on the son he brought back from Azkaban.

"Hello, Winky, my name is Louis Wiggins, and I am Dobby's friend." Louis greeted him friendly.

"Are you Mr. Wiggins? Dobby mentioned you and said that you gave him the freedom." Winky said, "But with all due respect, this is not a good thing for Dobby, sir."

Winky is right, freedom is important, but nowadays wizards' minds cannot and cannot be changed at all. After the house elves gain freedom, they may face an existential crisis.

Dobby's ideas are not wrong, but they are not in line with today's values.

"Dobby, I have an idea. I wonder if you are willing to accept it." Louis knelt down and looked into Dobby's eyes.

"I recently have a shop that needs to be run, which is about potions and some magic joke supplies, but there is a lack of manpower. If you are willing, you can come and work. Of course, you will be paid. There is no problem with that."

"You...are you telling the truth, sir?" Dobby's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at Louis in disbelief.

"Of course, since I have given you freedom, I will be responsible for your work."

"That's great, Dobby is willing to accept it." Dobby happily jumped in front of Winky, "Dobby has found a job. How about it? There are still wizards willing to hire Dobby with salary."

"But, sir, you are actually willing to pay Dobby's salary? This is illogical, sir." Winky shook her head.

"Maybe I am a different kind of person like Dobby."

"You are a good man, Mr. Wiggins." Twinkle's tone was trembling, "If my master was half as good as you, Twinkle would be satisfied."

"Your master? By the way, Twinkle, I just have something to ask you." Louis seemed to suddenly remember something, "I remember that Barty Crouch asked you to follow Barty Jr. every step of the way, so you must

Do you know where he is now?"