"Is there anything you can do?" Harry stepped aside.

Although his current strength has increased somewhat, it has not made him arrogant to the point that he doesn't know how many catties and taels he has. House-elves are at least as strong as elite wizards, and they are not at all capable of dealing with them by themselves.

"Mr. Harry Potter...... Dobby is here to deliver something to you! The elf's eyes flashed wide, and he made a pitiful look.

However, with his ugly appearance, how funny it looks.

"Sending something? Who's going to send me something? Your master? Harry was confused.

I've probably never seen this house-elf before.

"No, it's a prophecy...... A prophecy that only Dobby knows. The elf said in a high-pitched voice, "It was this prophecy that made Dobby come to Harry Potter ......"

"Can you stop first?" Harry looked at the house-elves who were getting closer and closer, and shouted, "I mean, please sit on the side and don't get too close to me. ”

"Oh my God! Harry Potter says to Dobby, please! Woowoo...... Dobby was so moved...... "The elf seemed to be a little crazy, and big tears flowed from his eyes, and soon a big puddle flowed.

"Enough! Keep your emotions in check! Harry said loudly with a hint of impatience in his eyes.

"Yes...... Harry potter! It seems that the elf has long been accustomed to other people's tones, and immediately held back his tears.

Harry had a look of satisfaction on his face as he moved a chair and sat down in front of Dobby, "Tell me, what's going on?" ”

"Yes, the great Harry Potter!" The elf buried his head on the ground and bowed deeply, "More than ten years ago, before the great Harry Potter was born, a powerful being found Dobby and told Dobby a prophecy - when the Dark Lord reappears, boundless fear will come to the world again, and only by relying on the power of this book can good triumph over evil!" ”

"What does that mean?" Harry could hear the clouds.

He only understood the first half of the sentence, the Dark Lord did return, but wasn't his body killed? How can fear still envelop the world? Could it be that his other six life boxes have been resurrected? And the power of books, what is that?

"That mysterious and powerful being tells Dobby that someone will save the world! He asked Dobby to give the book to the future savior. As he spoke, the elf came up with a dark green note-like thing, "That's it, that person told Dobby to pass this thing on to the savior, then it must be Harry Potter!" ”

Dobby handed the green book in his hand, but Harry didn't reach for it. He's not a rookie, and many dark magic items have powerful curses on them, and anyone he touches them will be tainted with bad luck.

"Who's that powerful man?" Harry was still a little comfortable listening to the words Savior, but he didn't let his guard down.

"I don't know, Dobby doesn't know!" The elf grabbed the ground with his head, "Bad Dobby, I can't answer Harry Potter's question!" Bad Dobi, Bad Dobby! ”

"Enough, this is the floor of my house!" Harry Potter said angrily.

The floor of the room has been knocked out of a shallow hole by the elves, do you really need to use magic to fix it?

Although he didn't believe that the Ministry of Magic would actually cancel his school status, it was obvious that Harry didn't want to see it cause trouble because of such a small thing.

"Dobby is going to punish himself! Dobby had already cast a spell on the room when he came. The elf continued to grab his head on the ground, "Don't worry, Harry Potter, Dobby won't make a noise to others!" ”

"I'm afraid you'll knock out the room later! Hurry up and stop! Harry looked at Dobby angrily, and since the book appeared, he felt his heart become more and more irritated, and he had a strong urge to open it, "Fix the hole in the ground!" ”

When Dobby heard Harry's words, he stopped his movements and was stunned for a few seconds: "Yes, Harry Potter, follow your orders." ”

The house-elf waved his hand, a dim magical glow flashed, and the floor of the room returned to its original state.

"You, well, you open the book and put it on the ground, I'll see for myself." The longing in his heart intensified, and Harry Potter turned his neck and said to Dobby.

"Yes, Harry Potter!" Dobby flipped the page and placed it in front of Harry's eyes.

Harry resisted the urge not to read the book, and looked at the elf with what little sanity he had: "Tell me, who is your master?" ”

"Dobby's host is...... He's a bad wizard! Dobby, Dobby actually said bad things about his master, and Dobby wants to punish himself! The elf clutched his ear so hard that it didn't take long for blood to come out, "Dobby failed to answer Harry Potter's question, Bad Dobby, Bad Dobby!" ”

Harry endured the impatience in his heart, and was about to ask again, only to see the elf pinching his neck: "Dobby is in a hurry to use the time to buy things to find Mr. Potter privately, Dobby is really a villain, Dobby has failed his master......"

Syllable!

With a clear sound, the house-elf disappeared without a trace.

Harry frowned, looking at where Dobby had disappeared, thinking over every word the other had said.

According to the habits of Hogwarts elves, they will answer whatever others ask, and they will not lie.

However, the one just now is obviously not normal. Moreover, I don't know who his master is, a house-elf who even carries his master on his back, is obviously not very reliable.

But...... Bad wizards? Is it likely to be a Slytherin pureblood? Apart from them, Harry couldn't think of anyone who could be called a bad wizard for the time being.

Somehow, when he thought of Slytherin, a platinum-haired figure flashed in Harry's mind.

Harry Potter didn't think much of it, though. Because, his eyes unconsciously aimed at the green book on the floor, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

He picked up the book and read it hungrily, regardless of whether it was a dark magic object or not.

Harry didn't know any of the words in it, but he knew what it meant.

The pages of the book are worn out, and the contents of the book are all handwritten in blue pen, each page is numbered, but it is very incoherent.

For example, one page of Fengshuang is marked with 4332, and the next page is 999. Harry flipped the page, and the page number on the back was 1530. The entire page is a picture: a little boy standing in a dark corner, and a tall wizard is waving his wand and unleashing a fireball spell.

Harry's mind was as messy as the pages of a book. He covered up the book and looked at the cover—

The Book of Sand.

Three large characters hit Harry's eyelids.

Harry probably understood what it meant, as if to say that the book was like sand, with no beginning and no end.

Harry was unconvinced to find the first page, and he pressed his left hand to the cover, his thumb almost to his index finger to open the page. In vain, there are always several pages between the cover and the hand, as if out of a book.

Harry searched for the last page again, but failed. It seems to be a small book with only more than 200 pages, but it is really endless.

However, Harry's attention soon fell off the page. He found a spell in the Book of Sand, and it was a second-level supermagic.

Originally, super-magical spells were not too unusual, and there were professors in Hogwarts. It's just that super magic requires a lot of control and magic, and Harry can't unleash it yet.

But this super magic is different, according to the explanation of the text above, it is actually an improved magic, and even junior students can use it.

This made Harry overjoyed, and he quickly got into the learning mode.

What he didn't know was that while he was reading, the place where his palm and the cover touched, there was a faintly invisible dark green light that was the same color as the space of the scar on his forehead.