The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

DeWitt tried not to lie. He told the story tactfully, saying: "My mother knows the Malfoy family. She can say a few words. Their friendship originated from a coincidental misunderstanding. Say hello - you

Then you don’t have to worry about Dobby. He must obey his master’s orders. For example, how about asking him to never come to you again?"

"Wait!" Harry would have dark associations when he heard Malfoy. He lowered his voice mysteriously and said: "You said Dobby is from the Malfoy family? Then could Dobby actually follow Malfoy's orders?

Are you here to harm me? Because of Dobby, I was detected by the Ministry of Magic for illegal use of magic and received a warning letter."

DeWitt remembered the notice issued when leaving school, which strictly prohibited students from using magic outside of school, but how was this regulated? So he asked: "What's going on?"

"That house elf used magic," Harry recalled in confusion: "Then I received a warning letter from the Ministry of Magic - very quickly, I received it. And it was sent to my home!" As he spoke,

He was extremely angry: "Damn it, my uncle saw the content of the letter on the spot and learned that I couldn't cast spells outside the school. I was locked up. If Ron hadn't driven to save me..."

"This is a bit excessive." DeWitt originally thought that Harry's poor treatment was just to do more housework and wear some old clothes, but it seems that the actual situation is worse than thought: "It's illegal for them to imprison you, right?

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"Then what can I do?" Harry said sadly: "When this school year is over... I have to go back again!"

"Call the police?" DeWitt thought of what Ms. Feier had done. Thinking of what he had done, he felt that it seemed a bit ironic for him to consider calling the police now. He couldn't help but grinned and showed a trace of

Smiling inappropriately, he said: "If magic can't help you, why not consider ordinary people's methods?"

"Then what will my aunt and uncle do?"

"Probably you will be arrested?" DeWitt said: "This matter... it can be big or small. You can say that you have suffered inhumane abuse. For example, your forehead is a big scar..."
"But everyone knows that it was actually Voldemort who did it."

"Ordinary people don't know. If you say that is evidence that you have been corporally punished, then your aunt and uncle will most likely be imprisoned. What about your cousin? He will also become someone who can't be cared for... You

Knowing that word, I remembered a riddle - something goes in with six legs and comes out with two legs."

Harry was not in the mood to guess the riddle, and it would be very difficult for him to lie in the first place. Although he had thought about taking revenge on his aunt and uncle's family, but no matter what - he had food, shelter and grown up, so there was a real opportunity for revenge right in front of him.

However, what Harry was thinking about was the "goodness" of his aunt and uncle.

It's better than a child who doesn't have enough food to eat and no clothes to wear, right? Although they have a bad attitude, they are still relatives. If the aunt and uncle "come in", the cousin will really become a different kind of "orphan", even if it is the result of revenge

That's right. It's really unbearable. Let's try another method. Harry convinced himself, but looking at DeWitt, he could understand DeWitt's kindness. A straightforward rejection might hurt his feelings, so he bowed his head.

He raised his head again, hesitant and confused.

"Just say it," DeWitt said with a smile: "I won't care even if you scold me."

"I don't think... it's a good idea to do this," Harry was reassured and said boldly: "I know you mean well - but it's wrong to frame them, and I don't want them to go to jail. Such a punishment is too severe.

Yes, although the treatment is worse, it’s not much different..."

"It seems that you are very kind." DeWitt said this without any irony. He did not hate kind people: "This is a good thing."

Faced with such a straightforward compliment, Harry giggled a few times.

DeWitt then thought of a simpler way: "Then go find someone else. What do you think of the Weasley family? I think you are living directly in their house. Maybe their adults will help you? In fact,

I would also like to suggest that you go directly to Professor Dumbledore, but that is the headmaster after all - why not go to Professor McGonagall, these are all ways, what do you think?"

"This is a family matter," Harry always considers other people's feelings and thoughts. He has never considered his own reputation and exploited it, but said: "Trouble others..."

"It's not a shame to bother others. Friendships are just how you come and I go back and forth." DeWitt thought of his days in Green Velon and some of the people he met were like this: "You find someone to help, and then that person

Say you do something for me, and you will get paid when you do it..."

"Sounds like some kind of turn-based RPG." Harry didn't know why he just wanted to say this - even though he didn't know what a turn-based RPG was.

"Then we became friends," DeWitt nodded in agreement: "There has to be someone to start with - like now, if I say you do me a proper favor, what would you think?"

Harry said without thinking: "Of course."

"You see, the opposite should be true," DeWitt taught Harry: "Help each other, what do you think?"

Harry thought for a while, and he vaguely felt that there was something imprecise about it, but he was moved by DeWitt's equal respect and friendship. He nodded heavily and said: "You are right!

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"Then let's go," DeWitt patted Harry on the back: "This is a small matter, these are all small things."

But when they were about to leave, the crowd suddenly came over.

The leader was a majestic golden retriever - it really looked like a golden retriever - or a pampered golden retriever from a wealthy family. The golden retriever who came over was gorgeous in robes, with broad eyes, and he walked with his head held high and his chest high, with a self-righteous and exaggerated aura.

The handsome face really made DeWitt think.

If he didn't know the inside story, would he also be shocked by this skin? But as soon as Golden Retriever opened his mouth, he knew that he was worrying too much. A straw bag is a straw bag, and pretentiousness cannot hide the fact.

"Isn't this Harry Potter?" Gilderoy Lockhart shouted excitedly, squeezing over to shake Harry's hand.

There is an impetuous atmosphere in this person's tone, and at the same time, there is also a dreamlike joy, showing his satisfaction. Do you like the excitement, or do you like the mindless pursuit of these fanatical fans?

However, this did not prevent DeWitt from joining in the fun. He was about to get out of the way to see Harry's embarrassment, but was directly pushed aside by the flow of people brought by Gilderoy Lockhart. Lockhart, the leader, even

He hit DeWitt in the chest with his elbow.

"I'm sorry." Lockhart said this vaguely without looking back. He's just a nobody. Don't worry about him. Maybe this nobody will be proud of having physical contact with him, Lockhart thought shamelessly, and

Quickly dive into the current task - nothing can compare to using Harry's traffic now.

DeWitt didn't say anything. He avoided the crowd and walked aside. Suddenly he didn't want to be a fun person anymore. He wanted to think about Lockhart's problem.