"Stop!" Van Lin raised his wand in his hand, and a blue spark of magic burst from the ceiling. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

All the elves were startled by the sudden noise, and looked at Van Lin at a loss.

"Now, I will go to my work, and if I find some lazy house-elf, then I will stuff him in the furnace......"

Van Lin forced his expression, he wanted to make himself hideous, although this looked weird to Hermione, but it was a very effective trick for these cowardly house-elves.

I don't know that the house elf let out a piercing scream, and all the elves moved in panic, they tried to show their best and hardest side, but no matter what, the submission from the soul made them unable to hold their chests.

"Don't look at me so strangely......" Van Lin embarrassedly took his wand back.

"I'm just emulating Harry, it's useful, isn't it, at least they're not crying......"

"Why didn't I find out that you were so good at application...... Hermione rolled her eyes, although it was Van Lin who helped her out, but this method was not very satisfactory to her.

"Look, I'll just say, Hermione, your ideas are useless, they don't need our care!" Ron said helplessly.

While that was true, that didn't dissuade Hermione from improving the quality of life of her house-elves.

"Who said no wizard cared about them...... Hermione said stubbornly, "there must be people who don't like it, at least there are two in front of you." ”

"Two?" Harry looked around, "but apart from the four of us, there are no one else here!"

"Of course I'm a ......," Hermione said with some embarrassment, "and ...... And Van Lin!"

Hermione turned her head, her big eyes staring at Van Lin. It seemed to be waiting for Van Lin's answer.

In Van Lin's opinion, what Hermione just said was not a question, the answer was of course yes, but for these house-elves, the shackles that were deeply imprinted on their souls could not be untied in a few words.

Anyway, Van Lin didn't have hope for this, but this is not the first time that Hermione has forcibly pulled into the gang, at least in terms of the choice of the club, the two have always been in a state of bundled sales.

"Uh...... Count me in. Van Lin smiled awkwardly, handed Harry a familiar look, and then stopped talking.

But Van Lin wondered why Harry had such a bad smile on his face, which was very unpleasant. Ron, on the other hand, silently didn't say a word, and didn't know what he was thinking.

The house-elves moved very quickly, and it was clear that they were no longer familiar with their work.

Although the scene is always chaotic when it is busy, accompanied by various ping-pong sounds, one after another familiar delicacies are served to the cleaned table.

This aroused the appetite of the four of them again, and it was already past ten o'clock at night when they came out of the Gryffindor common room, and after some delays, before they knew it, it was almost twelve o'clock at night, and the dinner had already been digested.

When Old Gis walked up to them, like a Muggle attendant, he stretched out a slender arm and signaled that the four of them could dine.

The four of them couldn't wait to make it to the table, and the food was still very attractive.

The three boys didn't think much of it, they ate happily, only Hermione ate some lightly, and then frowned.

"Our business hasn't been done yet, we didn't come here for supper, sneak out to eat supper in an invisibility cloak, my god is ......"

"What do you say...... Hertz...... Min?" Ron shoved a chicken leg in one gulp, which made his speech a little unclear.

"I say, we have business to do!" Hermione looked at the three boys sternly, just like Professor McGonagall. Of course, it would be even more perfect if she could put down the fork in her hand.

"You haven't forgotten what we're here to do, have you?"

"Oh...... Of course......" Van Lin quickly put down one of the chicken wings and wiped his mouth with his hand, "I haven't forgotten, I'll ask ...... now"

"It's you......" Fan Lin glanced at it roughly, among all the elves present, it was the old Gas who looked the oldest, Van Lin pointed with his hand, signaling Gas who was hiding in the elf group to come out.

"Old Gais, how many years have you been at Hogwarts?"

"Seventy years, sir!" replied old Gass respectfully, of course, if his body did not tremble.

"Very good...... Van Lin nodded in satisfaction, "I know you leave here every night to clean up Hogwarts, right?"

"That's right, sir......" Old Gas didn't quite understand what the wizard in front of him wanted to ask, but he still answered meticulously, naturally obedient.

"That's good, Gais!" The four of them were a little excited, obviously, this Gaisce must be an insider, there was no doubt about that.

House-elves have a unique way of communicating, and they enjoy sharing information among their kind.

Of course, this is done to communicate with each other about how to do the best job without being punished by the master.

Fan Lin cleared his throat and deliberately straightened his face, trying to make an angry appearance, this trick was very useful for these house-elves in front of him.

"Then, Gath!" Van Lin glared at him viciously, "Now, tell me everything you know about Slegerin's Chamber of Secrets, and the people who opened it fifty years ago, or I'll freeze you into an ice cradle!"

As if to enhance his deterrent, Van Lin pointed his wand at the furnace, and the furnace that had been blazing was frozen in its entirety.

After listening to Van Lin's words, all the elves trembled, and they didn't know if they were afraid of Slaitelin's secret room, or because they were afraid of the unknown spells issued by Van Lin, maybe they all had a little bit.

However, in view of the previous threat, all the house-elves did not dare to speak out.

From time to time, one or two young elves let out a strange "ahhh

You can't anger a wizard with one or two stupid house-elves and implicate all house-elves.

Perhaps this is the truest portrayal of their hearts at the moment. Anyway, except for shivering, all the elves present fell into an eerie silence.