"When did you get here? Hermione asked.

"Ever since she was expelled by Bartick Lawch, Minister Dumbledore has asked her to come to Professor McGonagall, Miss Granger!" Dobby said cheerfully.

"Minister Dumbledore and Headmaster McGonagall are really good people, I've been a house-elf for so many years, and I haven't seen a house-elf who was chased away by his master because he didn't do his job well was adopted by another wizard so quickly. ”

Dobby turned out to be a straight man of steel.

Hearing Dobby's stabbing words, Twinkle cried even more than she had just cried, her nose like a flattened tomato dripping and dripping on her chest, and she didn't want to stop it.

Even Harry's angry face didn't work.

Hermione asked, "Twilight, how do you feel about your previous strict master when you came to Hogwarts?"

Twilight shouted, "It's no match for Mr. Crouch's house, even if he lets Twinkle whip himself with an iron bar and burn his hands with an iron." But Mr. Crouch is a good wizard, miss! Mr. Crouch fired the incompetent Flash, and he did the right thing!"

Hermione said, "Now at Hogwarts, no one will punish you anymore, and no one will know that you are afraid of heights and still want you to go to high places, isn't it?"

Speaking of fear of heights, Sparkle shuddered.

But still, she said, "No, Mr. Crouch's house is the place where the sparkle is." I'm a bad elf, miss!"

Twinkle whimpered, tears rolling down her cheeks again: "Poor Mr. Crouch, what is he going to do without Sparkle? He needs me, he needs my help! I have taken care of the Crouch family since I was born." Before me, it was my mother, and before her, it was my grandmother. What would they say if they knew that Twinkle had been expelled? Shame, shame!"

She buried her face in her skirt again and cried loudly.

Hermione didn't know what to do to comfort Twilight.

A few house-elves hurried up with a large silver tray with a teapot, two cups, a jug of fragrant milk, and a large plate of freshly baked biscuits.

"Thank you. Hermione nodded.

"No thanks, miss. The house-elves bowed vigorously.

Hermione picked up a cookie and thought of a topic: "Dobby, I heard that you work here, are you paid?"

Dobby happily said, "Yes, Dobby is getting paid now! ”

Hermione said, "Well done, Dobby!" and looked at Twinkle.

The house-elves in the kitchen had been looking at them with great interest and listening to them, but when they heard this, Dobby's eyes were full of disdain.

And Hermione's words surprised them even more.

The house-elves who had just brought the milk biscuits turned back and angrily took the silver platters away.

One of the elves jumped up, snatched the biscuit from Hermione's hand, and ran.

Hermione: "......"

Dobby was overjoyed to get Hermione's approval. "Most wizards don't want a house-elf who gets paid," he said. Dobby likes to work, but he also wants to get dressed and paid, and Dobby wants to be free. ”

The house-elves at Hogwarts looked away, as if Dobby had said something extremely rude and embarrassing. They quietly stayed away from the circle, avoiding Dobby, as if he was carrying some kind of powerful infectious germ. Book 6 bar

Sparkle stayed still, as she only knew Dobby, but the volume of her cries was noticeably higher.

Dobby said happily: "After Twilight came here this year, I want to persuade her to pay too......"

Twinkle suddenly threw herself forward from the stool, fell face down on the stone floor, bent forward in frustration, pounded the floor with her little fists, and screamed in pain, "This is a humiliation!

Hermione quickly crouched beside her, trying to comfort her, but nothing Hermione said. Dobby continued to tell his story, screaming loudly over the sparkling cries.

"When Dobby first came to Hogwarts, Professor Dumbledore said that since Dobby wanted to be paid, he could pay Dobby!

"What!" Hermione said in surprise, "so little!"

Dobby said with a look of fear on his face: "Professor Dumbledore was going to give Dobby ten Galleons a week and weekends off, but so much wealth and leisure time is very terrible, Dobby bargained with him to reduce the price to one Galleon." Miss, Dobby likes freedom, but he doesn't want too much freedom, he prefers to work!"

Harry had mixed feelings: there were even employees who took the initiative to ask for lower wages and more work. If a certain boss Ma who proposed 996 blessings had such an employee under him, he would probably wake up laughing in his dreams.

Not to mention that the other house-elves are even the best of the best, they don't even want a little salary, even if they make them tired from working to death, they will be grateful to Dade.

Hermione asked, "So, do you get paid in the end?"

Twinkle stopped crying and sat up, two huge brown eyes glaring at Hermione fiercely, and her wet face suddenly became angry: "Twinkle is indeed an unqualified house-elf who has been swept away, but Twinkle is not to the point of being so lowly as to ask for wages!"

"Twilight hasn't fallen to that point! Twinkle is ashamed of the freedom that Dobby has put in his mouth!"

Hermione looked confused: "Shame, how can you be ashamed? It should be Mr. Crouch who should be ashamed, he is so cruel to you. ”

When Twinkle heard this, she quickly put her hands on the two holes in her hat and flattened her ears: "You are not allowed to insult my master, Miss!"

Dobby whispered, "Twilight hasn't adjusted yet, Miss Granger." She had forgotten that she had broken off with Mr. Crouch, and that she could say whatever she wanted now, but she couldn't. ”

Hermione found it difficult for her to communicate with Twilight anymore and had to ask Dobby about it.

Dobby gleefully talks about how he lives as a free elf and how he plans to spend his salary.

Dobby patted his chest and said, "That's Garon under Dobby's control, and Dobby is going to buy a jumper for Christmas this year." ”

......

Harry, and when Hermione said goodbye, the elves came to see them off.

Hermione looked at the elves with a look of pain on her face, you let her, a person who has been trained by modern thinking, accept slavery, it is too impossible.

Hermione led the way up the marble staircase and said, "I thought I could teach them freedom, but it seems that I had a good idea. Their idea of being willingly enslaved has been passed down through countless generations, and it is already a miracle to be able to produce a Dobby. ”

"I had an idea. Hermione looked at Harry and said, "Let Dobby go to work as a temporary job for the wizarding family, and the time and money are under his own control, maybe he can affect the house-elves around him a little bit." ”

"Let's target the wizarding families at Hogwarts first, and try to make things work before the Christmas break. Hermione sighed deeply.

These ingrained house-elves really make her helpless.

......