Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

There was still one day left before the start of the school term, but Michael had already packed his suitcase for school, hoping to return to Hogwarts as soon as possible, meet the headmaster, and ask about the progress of rescuing Wade.

These days he had to write several letters every day, but he never got the response he wanted. The tired owl pecked his hand several times.

At the Weasley family, they knew almost nothing. Mr. Weasley went out early and came back late, and they rarely met. When Mrs. Weasley asked, she always said, "You are all children" and "This is not your participation."

Even the mirror in the living room was cast a spell by Mrs. Weasley, and no one was allowed to open it. If Harry hadn't had a small piece in his hand, which could see some news from the outside world, Michael felt that he was going crazy.

To be honest, Mrs. Weasley was very enthusiastic and considerate, and she took care of the two guests as much as possible, treating them better than her own children. But her way of caring for everyone like babies made Michael feel unbearable.

Harry felt that this was what a mother was like, and he always behaved very well in Mrs. Weasley's discipline. Of course, he would also secretly break the rules behind his back.

Michael's own parents were very loving and had always been more laissez-faire with their son. He was used to managing himself and didn't want to be controlled by others.

After dinner, Harry and the Weasley children quickly helped to clean up the table and went to the bedroom to do homework, but they were actually just hiding there to watch the mirror.

They wanted to know as much as possible about what was happening outside.

But Michael did not participate for the first time. He said, "You guys go, I want to walk around."

Harry was a little surprised, but thinking that Michael had been in a bad mood recently, he felt that he really needed to relax, so he didn't force it.

Several people went upstairs lively, and Percy looked at them puzzledly, not understanding why his brothers suddenly became so fond of learning.

But he had to write a letter to Penelope today, so he didn't think much about it and returned to his room quickly.

Since Ron moved back to his own bedroom to rest, Percy felt that his breathing became smoother, and the bedroom that he used to think was narrow became precious.

As long as those troublemakers don't bother him, he doesn't care what they are doing?

Alas... I just hope Ginny won't be led astray...

...

Michael put on his cloak and was pulled back by Mrs. Weasley when he was about to go out.

A few minutes later, he wrapped himself in a thick scarf, put on gloves, stuffed a bottle of fire for heating in his pocket, and cast a waterproof and moisture-proof spell on his boots before he was let out.

Michael held the bottle of magic fire and stepped on the snow to go out. He was the only moving object on the hillside. In the village at the foot of the mountain, smoke was coming out of the cooking, and a few people could be vaguely seen walking on the road.

Michael walked slowly along the woods.

He didn't want to watch the stream mirror today, because there were only occasional short videos of the activities of the Witch Party, which repeatedly emphasized how hateful Muggles were, and that the Witch Party did not attack randomly but to protect the wizarding world, etc., but there was no trace of Wade at all.

The Ministry of Magic did send people to search the places that had been attacked, but they were basically just there to finish off the witches and couldn't find the whereabouts of those guys.

The boy was very upset, but he didn't know what else he could do. He walked aimlessly for a while, and when he walked around a big tree, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Michael turned his head suddenly and saw a house-elf dressed very strangely standing under a tree not far away. The fawn hat on his head looked out of place with its shabby appearance.

Michael almost cried out, but when he retreated in panic, the house-elf bowed deeply, and this action made Michael give up running away temporarily.

"Whose house-elf are you?" Michael asked cautiously, holding his wand: "What are you doing here?"

"Dobby, sir, I am Dobby, a free house-elf." Dobby grabbed his hat with both hands and said with courage.

"Dobby?" Michael relaxed slightly and said, "I've heard about you... Didn't you find a new master after leaving the Malfoy family?"

He noticed that the word "free" was rarely used for house elves.

"No, no one is willing to hire a house elf who wants to be paid."

Dobby said, "But this is not important now. Dobby finally found Mr. Conner because he knew that Mr. Conner was Mr. Gray's best friend. Dobby wants to ask, where can I find Mr. Gray?"

"Good question." Michael smiled bitterly, "I also want to know the answer to this question."

The house elf tilted his head without surprise, sighed and said, "Dobby understands. Dobby will go find someone else to ask."

When he was about to Apparate, Michael suddenly said, "Wait!"

Dobby stopped and looked up at him.

Michael felt that he thought of something in an instant. He walked back and forth on the ground, almost flattening the snow around him. Suddenly, he turned his head and looked at Dobby, his eyes shining slightly.

"Although I don't know where Vader is, I can tell you a few directions to look for him."

Michael said as he quickly organized his thoughts.

"It must be Grindelwald who kidnapped Vader. They need Vader to help intercept the FMC signal and broadcast the video they shot to wizards all over the world."

"But it is difficult for the Wuzi Party to trust a student who values ​​how much Dumbledore values. In order to coordinate Vede to cooperate with or even join the Witch Party, they may take some very despicable approach -such as holding his parents, forcing Vede to have to have to have to have to have Virtue. promise."

"So first, you can go to Vid's parents' house to see if there are weird whereabouts around and monitor them!"

Michael raised a finger, and then erected a second.

"Second, the Base of the Wuxi Party is likely to be in a very cold and scarce place."

"Have you seen the video they shot? Although there are no face, the wizards have always been wearing thick, tall, and long skeleton, indicating that they are likely to come from cold areas. There are too many Muggles ""

"Third, there are two or three hundred wizards appearing in the video. So many people, what are they doing when they do not attack Muggle? They need to eat and drink water, rest, and someone need to help washing clothes and cleaning the room."

Michael watched more than asking: "So do you understand? The place they gather must need a lot of nourishing elves, maybe more than Hogwarts!"

"And you, more than you, you are a family raising elf who needs to find a job. You can ask where you have gathered a large number of domestic elves recently, which is much more convenient than a wizard!"

The more you say, the more the thoughts of Michael have emerged. He said: "Also, there are many wizards in the video that they are injured, so they must also need a lot of healing potion!"

"Even if the potion can be made by itself, what about the raw materials?"

"Healing potion requires the tail hair, bitter wormwood, and white fresh of unicorn.

"Bai Xian must be stored in large quantities within one year, and Mandela grass cannot be stored in large quantities ... who has bought these potion materials in large quantities recently, maybe you can find those people's whereabouts!"

"Ah ... chase, tracking?" Duo Bi almost came out of the vortex in his eyes. He shook his head and cheered himself: "Duo Bi ... Duo Bi will work hard to inquire about the news!"

Michael laughed.

"No ... you probably can't do this, I wrote to Professor Dumbledore ... Of course, they might already have thought, but what if?"

"Duobi, just find a way to investigate from the previous three directions!"

Duo was relieved in secret, and said inspiring, "I understand!"

After leaving Hogwarts, he has been looking for aimlessly, and he doesn't know if his efforts can play a little bit. This is the first time, he clearly knows what he should do.

Michael couldn't wait to go back to write a letter. He left Grey's address to Domabi and hurried to Weasley's house.

There was a crispy sound on the hillside, and it disappeared.

Nympho

There are still some Christmas decorations in the town, but the weather becomes colder and colder. As soon as the sky is dark, there are few people on the road.

Domby holds a note, sticks to the corner, and searches along the road.

"Fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, 17th ... are you here?"

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

He looked inside across the gap between the fences. He saw someone walking through the window through the light. Before he saw it clearly, a thin figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Before he had time to respond, he was stretched out of his neck and pressed on the wall with a loud sound.

He opened his eyes in horror, and saw a nursing elven who was about to become a fossil to stand in front of him, holding his neck with a slender finger like a dead branch.

"Hum, see what Cleche seized? A nasty little cub, peeping at the owner here!"

The old family raising the elf said with a low voice: "What bad idea is he playing? Clecie wants to bring him to the owner. ... "

"Wait ... wait ..."

Dobby tried to open his palm, but there was no way. In a hurry, he suddenly grabbed his hat, turned the edge up, and took out a small greeting card from it to show the other party.

[Give dear Duobi:

Merry Christmas!

Your friend: Vider Gray]

Cleche glanced at it, the familiar fonts loosen his fingers slightly, and his vicious eyes changed.

"... This weird wild cub is a friend of Vider Gray?"

He asked softly.

"Domabi ... Dobe is Mr. Gray's friend." Duo Bi coughed while coughing, "Dorbi wants to find the missing Vide Gray, so come here to see if there are strange whereabouts."

Cleche let go of him, but said, "The strange in where the whereabouts here are you!"

Duobi watched this magical nursing elves in fear, and asked timidly: "Do better not know who you are ..."

"Kleche, the family raising elf of the Black family, and the generations of Black for generations! The owner ordered Clechi to protect Ved Gray's parents here!"

Cleche said in a proud tone, at the same time glanced at the tattered clothes that were broken.

——As even a coat towel. At first glance, I was kicked out of the house.

In fact, Cleche had only a dirty cloth, but now, he is wearing a small suit on his body, and he has the Black family's emblem on his chest.

Although house elves cannot get clothes from their masters, there is no problem in accepting a set of clothes as a gift from others.

This set of clothes was a gift from Wade before, and the family emblem was found by Kreacher himself in the attic. Sirius actually didn't like the family emblem dangling in front of him all day, but he acquiesced to Kreacher's hanging it on his body.

Hearing this, Dobby looked at Kreacher with some envy and sympathy, and grabbed his tattered clothes nervously. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly heard the sound of the door opening inside.

The two house elves shut up at the same time and hid quickly.

Across the fence and the snow-covered bushes, Dobby saw a middle-aged Muggle man wearing pajamas and a coat walking out of the door. He was holding a very bright lantern in his hand, illuminating most of the yard.

"What's wrong, Ferdie?" A woman's voice came from the house.

"I just heard a little noise..." the Muggle man turned around and said, "Maybe the squirrels are looking for food."

"Is that so... I'll go back to my room first, don't work too late. Alas... I don't know if Wade will come home before school starts."

The bedroom light upstairs turned on and off, and the Muggle man at the door had red cheeks from the cold, but he hadn't gone home yet.

He walked around the yard with the light in his hand, and even went to look at the rooftops and the walls, and bent down to check under the bushes. After searching for a while, he was reluctant to go back.

Dobby, who was huddled by the bushes outside the wall, breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, a sparrow jumped over from the dead branches and leaves. It seemed to think that Dobby's finger next to it was food, and suddenly pecked it.

Dobby shrank his hand in pain, and the bushes around him shook, shaking off some snow.

The Muggle man turned around quickly, taking two quick steps while shouting, "Ved? Is that you?"

The lantern illuminated a pair of tennis-ball-sized eyes in the bushes, and Ferdinand gasped and almost fainted.

He took two steps back, pressed his chest hard, and resisted the urge to turn around and run or scream loudly. Ferdinand trembled as he handed the lantern forward and asked, "You...what are you?"

Unlike most house-elves, Dobby didn't hide all day even in the Malfoy family.

At this time, he saw that he had been discovered, and thinking about the etiquette that humans should have when visiting friends' families, Dobby mustered up his courage and walked out in Kreacher's astonished eyes.

"Good evening, sir." Dobby took off his deer hat and put it on his chest: "Dobby is a house-elf, a friend of Ved Grey, and came to find Ved Grey."

To prove his words, he took out the small greeting card again.

Looking at this weird-looking little monster, Ferdinand was stunned.

Then he noticed that Dobby's scary eyes were actually clear and sincere. Apart from his hat, he was dressed in rags and even barefoot.

Ferdinand was silent for a moment before saying, "Wade is not at home. But... since he is his friend, please come in!"