HP Approaches the Magic World

Time flies so fast, a few weeks after the start of school have passed in the blink of an eye. Dobby has been wandering around Hogwarts recently, looking for the right time to build Harry.

He was found today.

Harry's owl needed someone to send it back, and the elf volunteered to take over the task. In the common room at night, he took the owl to meet Harry Potter.

"who?"

Harry sat up straight. The candles in the common room had been extinguished. The room was dark, but something was moving next to him.

"Dobby brought your owl, sir!"

The elf said in its high-pitched voice.

"More than?"

Harry responded numbly and looked in the direction of the sound in the darkness.

Dobby, the house elf, was standing at the table where Hermione had knitted a flower hat. Between his big pointed ears, he seemed to be wearing all the hats Hermione had knitted, one after another, making his

The head seems to have grown two or three feet.

At the top squatted Hedwig, the owl was hooting calmly, obviously recovering.

"Dobby volunteered to return Harry Potter's owl!"

said the elf shrilly, with enthusiasm on his face, "Professor Grapeland says it's healed, sir!"

He bowed deeply, and his pencil-pointed nose rubbed against the worn carpet. Hedwig let out a dissatisfied cry and flew to the armrest of Harry's chair.

"Thanks, Dobby!"

Harry stroked Hedwig's head and blinked hard, trying to get rid of the image of the door he had just seen in his dream... But it was so vivid... He looked carefully at Dobby and found that the elf was still surrounding him.

Several scarves and countless pairs of socks made his feet look disproportionately large.

"Uh... did you take all the clothes Hermione put here?"

"Oh, no, sir," Dobby said cheerfully, "Dobby even gave some to Winky, sir."

"Oh, how about Winky?"

Dobby's ears drooped slightly.

"Twinkle is still drunk, sir."

He said sadly, his green eyes as big as tennis balls drooped, "She still doesn't put away her clothes, and the other house elves don't care either. They don't want to clean Gryffindor Tower anymore. Hats and socks are hidden everywhere.

They thought it was insulting.

Dobby does it all by himself, sir? But Dobby doesn't mind? Sir? Because he always wanted to meet Harry Potter, and tonight he got his wish, sir!"

Dobby bowed deeply again.

"But Harry Potter doesn't seem happy,"

Dobby straightened up and looked at Harry timidly, "Dobby heard him talking in his sleep. Did Harry Potter have a nightmare?"

"It's okay," Harry yawned and rubbed his eyes, "I've done scarier things."

The elf looked at Harry with his big, round eyes.

Then it lowered its ears and said extremely seriously: "Dobby wants to help Harry Potter, because Harry Potter freed Dobby, and Dobby is much happier now than before."

Harry smiled.

"You can't help me, Dobby? But thank you."

He bent down and picked up the Potions textbook. He would have to work hard tomorrow. When he closed the book, the fire illuminated the white scar on the back of his hand. That was the result of being imprisoned by Umbridge.

"Wait a minute - there's something you can do for me, Dobby."

Harry said slowly.

This made the elf smile, because it was worried about not finding a suitable opportunity to say what it needed to tell Harry.

"Say it, Mr. Harry Potter!"

"I need a place where twenty-eight people can practice Defense Against the Dark Arts without being discovered by the teachers, especially," Harry clutched the textbook tightly, the scar glowing white, "Professor Umbridge."

He thought the elf's smile would disappear and its ears would droop. He thought it would say it was impossible, or that it would try hard, but there was little hope.

But he didn't expect that Dobby jumped slightly, his ears waggled happily, and he clapped his hands.

"Dobby knows a wonderful place, sir!" the elf said happily. "When Dobby came to Hogwarts, he heard other elves mention it. We call it the 'Come and Go Room' or the 'Room of Requirements'!

"

"Why?" Harry asked curiously.

"Because this room can only be entered when a person really needs it." Dobby said seriously. "It comes and goes, but when it appears, it is always arranged to meet the needs of the seeker. Dobby has used it

,gentlemen."

The elf's voice lowered, looking ashamed, "When Winky was extremely drunk, Dobby hid her in the Room of Requirement. He found that there was butterbeer sobering potion and a bed that fit the size of an elf.

She can be put to sleep... Dobby also knows that Mr. Filch found spare cleaning supplies there when he ran out of tools, sir, and—"

These words are half true and half false. For example, he never hid Twinkle in the Room of Requirement, he just changed the place where he hid Twinkle to this. At this moment, he just attributed what it did to that room, but more

I don't think this is a bad thing.

He is helping Harry Potter, and these words are not entirely lies, because under Jon's guidance, he has already been there, and these things will indeed appear.

"And if you need a hygiene question," Harry asked, suddenly remembering Dumbledore's words at last year's Yule Ball, "will it be stocked with potties?"

"Dobby thinks so, sir," Dobby nodded seriously. "That is a very wonderful room, sir."

"How many people know about it?" Harry sat up straighter. "Very few, sir. People usually find it when they need it, but then never find it again because they don't know it was always there waiting.

Needed, sir."

"That sounds wonderful," Harry's heartbeat quickened. "That sounds wonderful, Dobby. When can you take me to see it?"

"Any time, Mr. Harry Potter," Dobby looked very happy seeing Harry's eager look, "You can go now if you want."

Harry wanted to go right away. He was about to stand up and planned to run upstairs to get the Invisibility Cloak, but a voice that looked very much like Hermione said in his ear: Reckless.

Indeed, it was too late, he was exhausted, and there was Snape's paper to write.

"Forget it tonight, Dobby," Harry said reluctantly, but had no choice but to sit back on the chair. "This matter is very important... I don't want to mess it up. It needs careful planning...

Can you tell me where this Room of Requirement is and how to get in?"

"Of course."

Under the illumination of the fire, the elf's face looked very happy.