I was inventing at Hogwarts

The Malfoys?

This answer made Rigg raise his eyebrows in surprise. He looked at Nicoléme, who had taken out a small comb at some point and slowly combed his silver-white eyebrows. Nicoléme's expression was unclear.

Because he had lived long enough, Nicoléme knew better how powerful those pure-blood families were.

The fine ivory carvings slid along Nicoléme's long eyebrows, and a stream of coolness penetrated along the skin into the mind. Nicoléme's thinking became clearer and clearer.

Rigg didn't speak, and Nicolas Flamel was thinking again. After Dobby covered his eyes with his hands and pretended to cry for a long time, Harry could see his eyes moving between his spread fingers, and the living room was quiet for a while. All you could hear was the clock passing by.

Out of trust in Rigg, the wise man among the four, Harry, who had nothing to do, looked left and right, observing the expressions of Rigg and Nicolas Flamel.

Very quickly, Harry gave up the treatment after thinking for a long time but couldn't think of anything. His mind wandered further and further away. Master Nicolas Flamel's comb looked very useful, but he didn't know where he bought it.

Thinking of this, Harry couldn't help but raise his hand and scratch his messy black hair, which felt a little itchy.

It seems like I’m going to have a brain.jpg

"So you are an elf from the Malfoy family?" Rigg pondered for a moment and asked a little confused.

The answer was beyond his expectation, and not entirely unexpected.

On the way here, he and Nicoléme briefly discussed possible situations.

The one who can take action against Harry Potter, the savior under Dumbledore's wings, even if it is not the intention of the "dead" Voldemort, it can only be his remnants.

When it comes to Voldemort, it must be related to Slytherin House. After years of war, if all Slytherin students and families are now in Avatar, there may be unjust, false, and wrongful convictions; but if every Avatar is separated, there must be fish that escaped the net and defected to Voldemort.

Rigg didn't understand the fairy tale "Harry Potter", but he knew that a decent-looking and powerful male supporting actor like Draco Malfoy couldn't simply take advantage of it.

Otherwise, the author wouldn’t have written in vain?

Dobby blinked in rare silence and thought about what his little master said before he came. He opened his mouth but did not make any sound.

After beating his chest for a long time and unable to utter a word, Dobby was so worried that he pulled his neck, trying to open his throat that seemed to be blocked by West, "Harry Potter is in danger! My little master, let Dobby Come and help the great Harry Potter!"

The house elf Dobby fought with himself for a long time, and finally told the reason why he came here intermittently while crying.

If Draco Malfoy, who was also the master, had not given it the order, even though Dobby was anxious, he had successfully overheard Harry Potter's words from the night chat between Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy. address, and there is no way to get to the home of the great Harry Potter in its heart.

Wizards' restrictions on house elves are so strict and cruel.

"The young master you are talking about is not Draco Malfoy, is he?"

Harry, who had been listening for a long time, finally grasped the key point. He suddenly realized that he might have been saved by Malfoy, and now he really felt like his whole body was being prickled.

Harry's face sank in displeasure, turned his head, and said to Rigg with bared teeth, "Rigg, I don't believe that kid has such good intentions."

Just thinking about the fact that Draco, who was targeting him every day, was actually very kind to him secretly, Harry got goosebumps all over his body. He added: "At the end of this semester, he took those two stupid guys with him. How can you help me when Ron and I’s book boxes were knocked away?”

Rigg nodded, then shook his head.

If at the beginning, their relationship with Draco Malfoy was still very bad, then after feeding the dragon Norbert and traveling to the Forbidden Forest together, the relationship between the four and Draco Malfoy stayed at a very bad level. Awkward position.

The relationship is good or bad.

Draco was still causing trouble for Harry and Ron, but nothing serious, and even Rigg suspected that this was a way to attract their attention.

Haven't you seen that Ron, under Snape's fatal question, had the idea of ​​teaming up with the Malfoy boys who were pretty good at potions?

Although Ron held up the big chicken leg and swore that he was just thinking about it, the other three people felt that he was really moved.

Of course, his idea was severely suppressed by Hermione, and his good brother Harry, who he tried to abandon, grinned and dragged him to the secret cabin to teach him a lesson.

"You know that Draco Malfoy asked you to protect Harry again," Rigg paused, and he and Nicolas Flamel exchanged glances, "I think Harry's danger must be related to the Malfoy family's power. Man, it's about Lucius Malfoy, right Dobby?"

Dobby's big eyes suddenly filled with tears, and he hit the wall as if out of control, "Dobby is such a bad elf!"

Just by bumping against the wall, a big bump formed on Dobby's head, and dust fell from the top of the living room, making Harry cough.

Rigg and Nicolas Flamel waved their wands and repaired the small cracks in the wall that looked like spider webs. He didn't want to look back and Harry would be homeless.

Realizing that Dobby really wanted to hit him to death, instead of pretending to cry like before, Harry, who had been doing nothing all this time, immediately jumped up, stepped over to Dobby's side in two quick steps, and grabbed his dirty clothes.

Protected by the great Harry Potter, Dobby burst into tears and howled.

But this doesn't stop Dobby from trying to kill himself. It hit the wall hard again, and several head hammers hit Harry's arm protecting it in front of it.

Harry was really grinning in pain now.

"Stop it, stop it, what's wrong with you?" Harry and Dobby started tug of war, and Nicolas Flamel finally spoke, "Everything you do is under your master's orders."

Upon hearing these words, Dobby, who had been struggling in Harry's arms just now, suddenly became silent. He burst into tears, but his eyes were darting around again.

Suddenly, its eyes lit up.

"Dobby ruined the master's big plan, but the little master ordered Dobby to protect Harry Potter." He cried loudly, but Dobby opened Harry's hand very gently.

Seeing Rigg waving to him, Harry, who was still trying to protect Dobby, turned around and let go of Dobby. He frowned and returned to the sofa to sit down.

After just touching his arm, Harry laughed.

Before Nicolas Flamel could do anything to Harry's arm, the house elf Dobby seemed to be going crazy again.

It rushed to the tea cabinet at the door and grabbed the pen on the cabinet that Aunt Petunia used to record expenses every day. "Dobby will stab himself to death with the 'pen tip' and punish himself severely!"

This time, Dobby was really surprised.

Hi hi hi, see you tomorrow