The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

The food on the dining table is emitting hot smoke, casting a silk-like shadow under the light of the chandelier.

Sirius talked about the convenience brought by electricity and praised Muggle technology. "It's just incompatible with magic," he smiled and said regretfully: "If you use too much magic, electricity won't work."

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The delicious aroma of meat and soup spreads through the syllables that pop up in the conversation. The fresh vegetables and freshly baked pies shine with a wonderful sheen. At the beginning, when one person speaks, everyone else will shut up and listen.

, later the food entered the stomach, turned into energy for human body activities, and then turned into heat exhaled from the mouth and nose, raising the temperature of the table and increasing the level of excitement.

Without Hermione chatting with her, Ginny couldn't take her eyes off Harry. Even when she cut the steak and put it in her mouth, she just lowered her head, as if her eyes were on Harry. Harry lowered his head and thought.

, he drank the butterbeer, as if he drank the bitter wine that has precipitated human voices. He will recognize himself, DeWitt thought, and suddenly felt Hermione holding his hand beside him.

"Ginny told me something about house elves," Hermione's voice fell into the mire of the rest of the conversation: "I feel very unsafe, especially Sirius's Kreacher..."

"Any word can be exploited," DeWitt said. "Your concerns are justified."

"Do you know anything about this?" Hermione asked: "You have to find a suitable time to talk to Sirius? And Kreacher looks... very pitiful. I know what you are going to say, although he scolded me,

I hate him too - but that doesn't stop me from sympathizing with him."

"I have done some research on the loopholes in the oath," DeWitt said, "but I know almost nothing about house elves. But one thing is certain, the magic that binds them is real, although there is no concrete manifestation.

And it is very strong, rooted in the blood of house elves, and lingers on their descendants after their death - this is why Sirius knew that Kreacher was at risk, but still dared to keep him by his side - because of the

For elves, the master's orders are absolute. For house elves, it takes them long enough to realize that they can choose to misinterpret their master's orders."

"It's a bit like a devil's deal," Hermione lowered her voice to a minimum, for fear of awakening something bad by mentioning something: "Taking advantage of loopholes and playing with punctuation marks."

"Yes, but I think most wizards have never thought that their house elves would do such a thing, or they don't think that this is the difficulty in convincing Sirius."

From then on until the end of dinner time, DeWitt and Hermione did not discuss this topic again.

It was time for the guests to leave. Even Harry, who was closest to Sirius Black, had to go back to his aunt's house. Judging from his expression, he must still be thinking. The Weasley children borrowed the fireplace in the house.

, use Floo powder to go back.

When the only guests in the room were Hermione and DeWitt, they told Sirius about the hidden dangers of Kreacher and said that if they were Sirius, not only would they not be so comfortable letting Kreacher take charge of the kitchen, but they would also always

Beware of Kreacher's attack. But Sirius smiled ambiguously, the kind of smile an adult would use to fool a child. He confidently said that a house elf would never betray its master. Even if that kind of creature hated its master to the core, it would not.

Anyone who dares to cause harm to the owner.

At this time, Hermione knew that this persuasion was doomed to be fruitless. As a newcomer who had just entered the magical world, she had to admit that she was lacking in knowledge no matter how many books she read. Maybe Kreacher was just like Sirius.

She said there was no danger, but she was overthinking it.

Hermione stopped talking, but Sirius suddenly said strangely: "You two..."

DeWitt responded in a low voice.

"It's so early," Sirius smiled slightly, this time the smile was no longer perfunctory, but with a sigh after putting himself in his shoes: "Even James and Lily... Harry's parents... are better than

You are late."

Hermione blushed and moved closer to DeWitt's side.

One day half a month after the summer vacation started, Ms. Feier received a letter from Lucius Malfoy. Usually, the content of the letter included some matters that needed to be handed over, and these things did not need to be dealt with.

Witte cared, but not this time. Ms. Feier handed the letter to DeWitt.

At that time, DeWitt was following his daily plan and meticulously completing the tasks he had set. When he took the letter, he glanced at Ms. Feier, a little dissatisfied with the interruption. After unfolding the letter, he silently read the content of the letter.

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Skip the long list of honorifics at the top, and then skip the long greeting at the beginning. Lucius Malfoy mentioned in the letter that he had recently received threats from unknown persons and was in urgent need of assistance. He vaguely mentioned that the threats

The source is related to the previous boss he worked for, and his former boss had a bad temper. Once he found out that he had changed jobs, he would fly into a rage, causing the Malfoy family to pay a "very heavy price." Once that happened,

The complete disappearance of the Malfoy family is a small matter, but the inability to work for Ms. Feyre is a big deal. I hope that help can arrive in time. Finally, there are a few lines of unusually elegant and humble words.

"It's a bit ridiculous. They declare their own value and explain their current situation clearly. At the same time, they also remind us that we can't live without them. They still have aristocratic pride," DeWitt said to Ms. Feier after reading it.

: "Lucius actually said that he had received news from Voldemort, but I know that Voldemort's soul was as early as when I was in the first grade..." He was silent for a moment and said: "Well... I have to think about it..."<

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Let's review the news related to Voldemort again. DeWitt sat with his head on his hands and recalled. From the back of Quirrell's head in the first grade to Tom Riddle's notebook. During this period, Voldemort once suppressed DeWitt.

Witte and DeWitt also fought back forcefully, and then the diary that housed the soul took the initiative to send the diary to Emma Grossman, and saw the true effectiveness of the diary.

Voldemort, soul... With these two terms as the core, it continues to spread out a massive number of branches, clinging to Dumbledore, growing along Malfoy towards other people, connecting trivial details together, like branches and leaves on the top.

The tall and lush tree was cut in half, and the almost soft spheres of branches and leaves that fell fell bounced and collided, and finally calmed down and fixed into the shape of the answer.

"Go to the Malfoy manor," DeWitt frowned and said coldly, "This is an omen. This matter is definitely not that simple."