Hogwarts Blood Wizard

After Ivan explained, Hermione nodded in satisfaction.

　　 Harry was holding back a laugh, but he knew Ivan's treatment to Dobby, which meant it was better than nothing.

　　 "How is this possible!" Nick's almost headless eyes widened, and his body trembling in the air, he didn't want to believe Ivan's rhetoric at all.

　　 "For house elves, wages and holidays are an insult to them...they just love to work!" Nick added.

　　 "No creature is born to like to work!" Hermione glared at Nick, and then went on with a vow.

　　 "They must have been forced by wizards to do that. Isn't Ivan's house-elf Dobby just got a salary and a vacation? What if we..."

　　 "Dobby is a very special house elf, Hermione!" Ivan interrupted Hermione's words, looked at her seriously, and continued to speak.

　　 "I always respect Dobby's wishes. It wants wages and vacations, so I gave it to it! Similarly, I also respect the ideas of other house elves!"

　　 Hermione choked on her words, and after a while she stammered in retort. "But that...that's not what they really think...who doesn't like a freer life?"

　　 She has seen Shining and Kreacher before, and of course she knows the morbid concept of "servant" in house elves, but she thinks it is the result of long-term enslavement by the master and should be corrected!

　　 "Freedom?" Ron chuckled, and while eating the cream pudding, he didn't forget to interrupt. "If you really talk about freedom with those house elves, they will be terrified!"

　　 While talking, Ron took another gulp of orange juice, smashed his mouth, and said again. "Also, Hermione...what are you bothering about? Isn't it good like this?"

"Of course not! I didn't expect that our convenient life at Hogwarts was built on the pain of house-raising elves!" Hermione said angrily, putting all the knives, forks and spoons in her hands. Down.

　　 Thinking that dinner was made by an exploited house-elf, Hermione couldn't eat a bite.

　　 Seeing that the little witch seemed to be going to be hungry all night, Ivan reluctantly persuaded. "It doesn't have to be this way? Hermione? Just like you want to make some changes, you have to do it step by step, right?"

　　 "This is the first step I did!" The little witch said firmly.

　　 Ivan shrugged, and didn't persuade him any more, but slowly picked up a piece of fragrant syrupy fruit pie, put it in his mouth, and took a bite.

　　 The pie is crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, with a tangy aroma, and a thick syrup on the inside. The sweetness is just right without being too greasy.

　　 "I haven't seen it one summer vacation, their craftsmanship is still so good!" Ivan ate with greasy mouth, and exclaimed inexplicably, then used a fork to fork a shortbread cookie and put it on Hermione's plate. "Are you sure you won't come here?"

　　 Hermione pursed her mouth and went on a train all afternoon. Her stomach was empty.

But in the end the little witch endured it, pushed away the plate in front of him, and then stared at Ivan angrily, as if anyone who ate a bite of shortbread betrayed the anti-discrimination house elves revolution. -The same fate.

"Okay, I think you should all have enough food and drink!" About an hour later, Dumbledore stood up again. He waved his wand as he did at the beginning, and removed the plates on the table and the rest. The food was swept away.

　　 "It seems that you are really going to be hungry all night!" Ivan whispered.

　　 "I would rather starve to death than eat things made with the labor of elf slaves!" Hermione glanced at him angrily.

　　On the stage, Dumbledore's mouth twitched a few times. He obviously heard Hermione's words, but he pretended to be unaware of what he said.

　　 is mainly to remind freshmen not to go to the forbidden forest, and to prohibit the use of some dangerous magic "toys" in the castle.

　　 Speaking of here, Dumbledore glanced at George and Fred before the edge. In the past two years, he had received many complaints from Filch.

　　 George and Fred looked guilty under Dumbledore’s gaze. They glanced at each other and immediately decided that they must be more concealed when selling "toys" in the future, and they must never be caught!

　　 Dumbledore glanced, then turned his gaze back, looked at the little wizards in the auditorium, and announced a heavy news.

　　 "Besides, I also regret to tell everyone that there will be no more Quidditch competitions at Hogwarts this year!"

　　 "Why?" Harry widened his eyes in surprise, and almost knocked over the candle holder beside him with excitement.

　　 Other Quidditch players also performed similarly. There was a burst of discussion on the long table of the four colleges, and many people looked at Dumbledore anxiously, waiting for his answer.

　　 Dumbledore raised his hand and pressed it down, signaled everyone to be quiet for a while, cleared his throat and spoke again. "That's because there is a large-scale event that will start in October ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and will continue throughout the school year, occupying a lot of teachers' time and energy... Therefore, we have to make some adjustments!

　　 "But I believe that you can all have a lot of fun from it. I am very happy to announce to everyone that this year at Hogwarts..."

　　 Dumbledore’s loud voice echoed throughout the auditorium, but at this moment, a quick knock on the door interrupted his words.

　　 The little wizards in the auditorium all turned their gazes, even Ivan was no exception.

　　 Under the gaze of everyone, an old wizard is standing at the door, holding a long cane in his hand and a black traveling cloak on his body.

His legs and feet didn't seem to be good, he just limped forward, the crutches in his hand stopped on the ground, making a deep noise, the entire auditorium became silent because of his arrival, except for the heavy rain and the rain outside the window. The thunder resounded in my ears.

　　 In an instant, another lightning flashed across the sky.

　　 Under the dazzling flash, the old wizard lifted the hood he was wearing, and shook out a sparse gray long hair, and presented the horrible, scarred face in front of everyone.

　　 is the most eye-catching thing about his two eyes, one big and one small looking very uncoordinated.

　　 The normal black eyeball stared at Dumbledore on the stage, while the other weird blue eye kept spinning in all directions, scanning everyone on the field.

　　As the man got closer and closer, there was an inhalation sound in the auditorium. Harry and Ron couldn't help but shrink their necks. The little wizards before sitting also dragged their chairs back.