337, Harry's scar

Field swallowed the pumpkin pie in his mouth with difficulty, dispelling the absurd thoughts in his mind, and then began to shake his head with a wry smile. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hermione, I think you need to think carefully about the establishment of the S.P.E.W., you know, these purposes, visions, goals and so on, many of them are illegal. ”

"What? how could it be?" Hermione almost jumped.

"First of all, there are two things that are very problematic in your long-term goals, one is to change the law against the use of wands. It is important to know that it is clearly stated in the Ministry of Magic that non-human wizards are not allowed to hold wands. This includes elves and elves who are almost on par with human wizards, and if house-elves can get the right to use wands, but elves and elves can't, can they give up? Field asked.

Hermione nodded blankly, of course she knew that the history of magic was caused by the many goblin rebellions that had occurred because the goblins demanded the right to use their wands. Magical creatures such as goblins and elves possess far more magical power than human wizards, and the main reason why they have been losing to human wizards in those wars is because human wizards can have wands.

Hermione's idea of opening up wand access was almost a joke on the lives of wizards of all mankind, so this goal, even if the association was formed, could not be mentioned. No wizard in the wizarding world would agree to this condition, knowing that after the previous goblin riots were quelled, the wizards would rather hand over Gringotts, the financial lifeblood of the wizarding world, to the elves than agree to share the secrets of their wands with the elves, because it was a matter of life and death.

(The wand of the HP wizarding world can only be used by wizards of human descent - it can be a half-blood, such as Hagrid and Professor Flitwick, and the Fleur sisters.) The secret of the refusal of wizards and other races to contribute wands was one of the main causes of the elven rebellion in the eighteenth century. ）

Hermione was a little struck and speechless.

Seeing this, Field continued: "Then the second point, try to get a pokew into the Department of Magical Beasts Management and Control, Hermione, you know, my father is the director of the Department of Magical Beasts Management and Control, so I have also studied the history of the Ministry of Magic. There is a department under the Department of Magical Beasts Management and Control called the Resident House Elf Resettlement Office, and when this department was first established, its head was originally proposed to be a house elf, but as a result, not a single house elf was willing, not even those abandoned by their owners. ”

"How so?" asked Hermione, puzzled.

Field shrugged, "I don't know, I think you should do some research before S.P.E.W. is founded, this is a good direction to research, I recommend you go to Dobby, it's in the kitchen of Hogwarts, and it's kind of an offbeat among house-elves, you might be able to find the answer there." ”

"Of course I will. Hermione said loudly, "Then let's put the long-term goal first, S.P.E.W. starts with the short-term goal, we have to try to improve the working environment of the house-elves, and the treatment, they must at least get their own wages and have to have vacations." ”

"Uh-huh, I agree. Field nodded in agreement, ignoring Ron's desperate glances, he didn't want to get too entangled with Hermione on this matter.

"Great, Field. Hermione jumped almost happily, "Well, give you the badge." ”

Field took the round badge from Hermione's hand and pinned 'vomit' to his robe without hesitation.

"Field, you .................."

Ron was about to say something, but was interrupted by the sound of wings, and it turned out to be the time for the owl to deliver the mail.

Field received a list from the 'Nice Studio', and although the two directors were not in France, the studio was still in business, so orders and everything were shipped through the owl. Field looked at the list, it was all inconsequential little things, it didn't take him much time, some important orders had already been delivered to Grandma Nice across the Atlantic.

Looking up, Field saw the three Harry looking at a letter.

"Whose letter?" asked Field casually.

"Sirius, I'll ask him about the scar on my head!" Harry said without looking up, "he said he would be discharged from the hospital after Christmas, and that he would come to Hogwarts to find me." ”

"Scar, does it hurt?" Field, standing up. His eyelids protruded, and Harry's scar was not good news, as the last time Harry had a scar, it was when he was close to Voldemort.

"Field, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that Field was so nervous, Hermione and Ron were very confused.

"Harry, go to the little club after dinner, I'll have to get your scars checked. A flash of inspiration flashed through Field's mind.

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Throughout the day, Field was a little absent-minded, and even had a continuous distraction during class and a situation where his stomach was screaming after class but he forgot to eat, which made Rolf around him inexplicable for a while.

At the end of the day, after a hurried dinner, Field dragged Harry into the little club. He was accompanied by Ron, Hermione, and Rolf, who had been brought in as assistants.

The large desk was used as a bed, and Harry was asked to lie on it, and the coffee table against the wall was filled with old notes and books.

Harry's bangs were lifted, and Field was scrutinizing the famous lightning scar in the wizarding world.

"Rolf, solvent 11. Field said.

Rolf immediately took out a brown glass bottle from the closet and handed it to Field, who reached out.

A little was gently removed from the test tube, and in Harry's horrified eyes, it dripped onto his scar.

"Shhh

"What's going on?" Harry felt his forehead start to burn again as the crowd looked horrified.

At this time, if Harry looked in the mirror, he would see a faint wisp of black smoke floating from the scar on his forehead.

"This is?" Hermione grabbed Field's arm in horror.

"Dark magic! Field's face was extremely ugly.

"How so?" Ron looked anxious, after all, Harry was his best friend.

"It must have been left by the mysterious man at that time, and that Avada Death Curse should not be the usual death curse, what should be mixed with this?" said Field as he picked up the notes on the coffee table and began to rummage through them.

Curious, Hermione was picking up a copy and flipping through it, but only two pages had passed before her face turned horrified.

"Field, how can you have so many books and notes on the dark arts, these things shouldn't be accessible to us. ”

"What?dark arts?where???," Ron looked curious and wanted to check it out, but Hermione snatched it.

"The notes belong to Slytherin, and some of the books are in the teacher's collection. Field replied without raising his head, everyone knew that Field had a mysterious teacher, but everyone didn't know that person was the legendary alchemist Nicolame.

Field looked up and saw Hermione's worried look on her face. He shook the book in his hand and explained, "This book of Cutting-Edge Dark Arts Revealed is in Professor Dumbledore's collection. ”

Hearing Dumbledore's name, Hermione was still very worried, but she didn't say anything more?

"Oh my God, Field, I really don't know how far we are now. Ron's words were not discouraged.

Field didn't say anything, just read the page of the book about the Avada Spell, trying to find any clues in the middle.

However, apparently he had little experience in the study of the dark arts, so he could not find anything unusual about Harry's scar.

"Hey, I said, can I get up? What should I do now?" Harry said in distress on the other side, his head now like a burnt potato with wisps of black smoke coming out of it.