Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

That goblin-like creature.

Can be teleported at any time, come and go without a trace...

Very resistant to Axii signs.

The only good news is that it has no ill will towards itself.

But the bad news is that its owner may be very malicious to himself.

Harry picked up the pen and quickly wrote down a line of text, "Quick, contact Snape, save me!"

Tie it to Hedwig's leg and let it fly to Hermione as soon as possible, but within ten minutes, Hedwig flew back in a daze, pecking at Harry's head, begging for owl food.

Treacherous magical abilities.

Thinking that he didn't feel anything, but Dobby could hear his master's call, Harry's face became even uglier.

How could it monitor itself twenty-four hours a day?

That night, Harry pretended to be asleep, woke up suddenly in the early morning, tied up the written letter, opened the window, and threw the energetic Hedwig out.

In less than ten minutes, it flew back proudly.

It really monitors all the time.

The next day, Harry used Hedwig as a bait to try to communicate with Dobby, but he didn't have that chance. He was very afraid of Harry's seal. He appeared, confiscated the letter, and then disappeared.

at dinner.

Harry opened his mouth and said to Fernon, "Uncle, I'm afraid I have to ask you to borrow some money."

"Isn't the inheritance your parents gave you enough for your weird expenses?" Fenon sneered, "Impossible, you can't get even a penny from me."

"You gave me fiftypence for Christmas," Harry began.

Fenon's smile froze.

"I'll just borrow money to get me to London by car," Harry continued. "Of course, if you have time, you can take me there."

"Going to London to meet those eccentric friends of yours?" Fernon spat, his fork sizzling on the plate.

"Actually, I've been targeted by a dangerous creature." Harry cut the sausage slowly, "I'm going to London this time to ask for help."

The other three stared sharply at Harry.

"Dangerous creature?" Fernon's voice was panicked, and the tone almost reached the level of Petunia screaming.

Harry nodded.

"How dangerous?" Petunia asked tremblingly.

Harry shrugged: "At least I can't deal with it now."

Feinon stood up and pointed at the door: "Now, immediately, get out!"

Harry put down his knife and fork and looked at him.

Fernon took out his wallet, threw out a £20 denomination, and repeated: "Get lost!"

Harry took the money, stuffed it into his pocket, and nodded towards Fernon: "Thank you, I will return it to you."

He stood up and took a kitchen knife: "Aunt Petunia, I'll borrow this knife."

Petunia watched him deftly put the knife on his waist, and nodded in fear.

"Just bring a knife, and not your weird things?" Feinon raised his eyebrows and gritted his teeth.

"I'll be back." Harry waved his hand without looking back, paused, and added, "After I finish that dangerous creature."

"You'd better not come back!" Feinon roared, sending his most sincere wishes.

If you can't solve it yourself, it's best to ask someone to help you.

He walked out of the block, took the subway, and headed all the way to the Leaky Cauldron. Maybe...that strange creature can restrain itself, but it can't even restrain a whole bar of wizards.

no matter what...

And Diagon Alley, where there are more people.

Harry had just walked into a remote alley, when there was a snap, Dobby appeared in front of him, begging bitterly: "Dobby, please Harry Potter, don't go any further."

"Harry Potter shouldn't be back at Hogwarts."

Harry looked at him and sneered, "Finally willing to show up?"

"We should talk, shouldn't we?"

Dobby shivered, but said nothing.

"If you can convince me, I might not go to Hogwarts." Harry raised his hand, touched his waist, and slowly approached Dobby.

Dobby's eyes shone with anticipation: "Really?"

"The premise is that you have to convince me." Harry stopped within range of attacking Dobby, "First, answer me, who is your master?"

Panic flashed across Dobby's eyes, and he kept banging against the wall: "Bad Dobby, bad Dobby! Dobby secretly informs, and tells Harry Potter what the master is going to do!"

"Stop," snapped Harry. "Who is your master?"

Dobby screamed piercingly: "Dobby can't tell, this is the master's secret, if Dobby tells Harry Potter the secret, he can't say who the master is."

He beat himself even more violently.

"What are you?" Harry pulled Dobby back and changed the question.

Dobby sobbed: "Dobby is a house-elf."

"What do house-elves do?"

"It's the one who serves the wizards. They have to serve a wizard family forever. House elves that no one wants are the most pitiful and despicable existences."

Harry raised his eyebrows: "Are you from the Malfoy family?"

Dobby looked at Harry in horror, slapped his face, and grabbed his ear, wanting to tear it off: "My God, Harry Potter can read Dobby's mind!"

"Dobby didn't say anything, but Harry Potter knew anyway."

"Bad Dobby! Bad Dobby exposed the master's secret!"

"Bad Dobby is a bad house-elf."

Harry nodded indifferently: "Really, what exactly is their conspiracy?"

Dobby trembled and wanted to say something, but something engraved in its bones prevented it from continuing to speak, so it could only continue to punish itself.

"You can't stop me." Harry picked it up and looked into its eyes. "Professor Flitwick will come to see me in a month."

"You think you'll be a match for a powerful wizard?"

"Maybe, you are kind, but I don't like it very much. To me, it is malicious."

Dobby sobbed: "Dobby just wants to protect Harry Potter!"

"I don't need you to protect me, I can protect myself." Harry sneered, "I just said some bad things about my master, and I have to keep punishing myself, how can I protect me?"

"You are helping your master against me."

Dobby spoke bluntly, and retorted: "No, Dobby is really just protecting Harry Potter, Hogwarts will usher in a big conspiracy!"

"Harry Potter..."

Harry threw it on the ground: "Aside from repeating these few words, what else can you say?"

"Last year, Dumbledore asked me to confront Voldemort..."

Dobby screamed, "No, don't mention his name!"

"Weak creature." Harry continued with a cold face, "I faced Voldemort and fought him, but I survived safely."

"Can the danger caused by the Malfoy family be greater than that of Voldemort?"

Dobby's sobs subsided: "But Harry Potter is still in danger..."

"So you want to put a dog leash around my neck and keep me at home?" Harry's eyes were fierce.

Dobby panicked: "No, Dobby is not like this, Dobby just feels..."

"Can you represent me?" Harry interrupted it, "You think it's for my own good that I have to accept it?"

He pulled out the knife from his waist and put it on Dobby's neck: "If you are really doing it for my own good, then tell me what the Malfoy family is going to do."

"Dobby can't reveal the master's secret." Dobby grabbed his ear, the root of the ear was torn, and blood stains overflowed.

Harry was indifferent: "Then don't bother me again, I will kill you."

"No, Dobby wants to protect Harry Potter!" Dobby shook his head, his voice extremely resolute.

This made him frown, and the little patience left in his heart was exhausted.

This creature is really annoying.

Can't listen to good words, stubborn like a hard heart.

He raised his hand, and the seal was printed.

Axis!

As long as this moment of coma.

He swung the kitchen knife in his hand and stabbed Dobby in the neck.

Heck--

The dagger went into the crack of the wall and failed to stab. Almost at the same time, with a snap, Dobby disappeared under the knife and appeared on the other side.

Dobby looked at Harry in horror, and he raised his hand: "Harry Potter doesn't want to listen to Dobby's advice, so that's all Dobby can do!"

A surge of magic power several times larger than the magic power breath on it surged out, and the trash cans in the entire alleyway flew up.

boom--

Then landed hard.

Harry pinched the seal.

Igni!

The fiery snake wrapped itself around Dobby's body, and the molten stream burned its skin, almost instantly devouring almost half of its life breath.

Harry threw the dagger hard at Dobby—

Clap, the dagger fell to the ground.

Dobby disappears.

Harry spat, this ability to teleport at any time is really annoying.

He picked up the dagger and put it back on his waist.

There was a flutter of wings in the sky, and a serious brown owl landed on his shoulder and stretched out its legs.

At this time, someone happened to write to me?

He took it off and opened it to have a look.

"Mr Potter:

We have received reports that you are using the Levitation Charm at 9:12 tonight in Old Seaforth Lane, London. Please stay put and wait for Ministry of Magic officials.

You know, underage wizards are not allowed to use magic outside the school, and if you do so again, you may be expelled from the school ("Reasonable Restraint for Underage Wizards Act", 1875, paragraph 3).

Also keep in mind that under Section 13 of the International Federation of Wizarding Secrecy, any magical activity that may attract the attention of non-members of the magical community (Muggles) is a serious offense.

Happy summer!

Mafalda Hopkirk

Ministry of Magic

Prohibition of Misuse of Magic Office"

Harry's face turned green.

What does the spell used by the house elf have to do with me?

With a snap, the same movement as when the house elf appeared, appeared behind him

Harry subconsciously stabbed him.

When he turned around, he realized that it wasn't Dobby, but a wizard. He turned his wrist, the dagger stabbed in the air, and couldn't let go of his strength. He slammed into the arms of the wizard, knocking him staggering. .

"Are all the little wizards so rude now?" The wizard screamed in pain and pushed Harry away: "Hello, I'm Arnold Peasgood from the Memory Cancellation Command."

"Tell me about your situation, little wizard."

Thank you for the ever-changing reward

There is another update tonight, around nine o'clock, a little bit of Calvin!