Chapter 92: Dobby is coming

In a daze, Rolf seemed to hear Harry's screams, and he opened his eyes in shock.

"Go away!" heard Harry screaming in terror, looking for his wand to protect himself.

I saw that in the dark night, a house-elf was holding a sponge, standing there a little embarrassed.

Judging by the way he looked, he should have been wiping Harry's forehead just now?

The house-elf stared at Harry in the dark with two big tennis ball-like eyes, but he didn't know that his image was worse than a nightmare to Harry.

With the help of the moonlight shining in from the window, coupled with excellent night vision, Rolf happened to see a teardrop rolling down his long pointed nose.

"Harry Potter is back in school," he whispered sadly, "Dobby has reminded Harry Potter several times.

Ah, sir, why didn't you heed Dobby's warning, and why didn't Harry Potter go home and board the Hogwarts Express?

Although Dobby would love to keep Harry Potter outside the station, the Malfoy master is with you, and Dobby can't let the Malfoy master worry about the little master. ”

Harry propped himself up from the pillow and pushed Dobby's sponge away, and when he saw that Rolf was doing the same, he hurriedly threw him a plea look.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, "Why should I go home?" Why do you know I almost couldn't catch the bus? You know Malfoy?" Harry asked with a shaky voice.

Dobby seemed to realize that he had said the wrong thing, and he said, as he kept his head on the cupboard next to Harry's bed:

"Bad Dobby, Dobby is talking nonsense again, Dobby doesn't know, Dobby can't say anything!" was accompanied by the sound of wood crashing one after another.

"Dobby was so shocked to hear that Harry Potter had returned to Hogwarts, and burned his master's dinner! ”

Rolf had to interrupt him, or he felt that the cabinet would probably be broken in a moment: "Hello ......"

Dobby heard an unfamiliar voice behind him, with tears in his eyes, and turned his head red, but when he saw Rolf, he said in great surprise:

"Sir, how did you wake up? Didn't Dobby already cast the Faint Spell?" looked at Dobby's puzzled eyes, and he really felt the urge to strangle him.

A house-elf actually threw magic at himself? He quickly took out a necklace and opened it, and saw that the light on it was indeed much dimmer.

This necklace was bought by Rolf from the world of just in case, and it is said to be able to withstand three attacks of any kind, and Rolf was originally going to use it to sign up, but it was used by Dobby once?

He took a deep breath and secretly comforted himself: It's okay, Dobby is also a poor person, and I can't be angry with him for the tears he shed in the last scene in the movie.

"Your name is Dobby, isn't it?, I wonder why you didn't let Harry go back to Hogwarts?" Rolf said, trying to control his anger.

Dobby wiped his big bulging eyes and suddenly said, "Harry Potter must go home......!

"Bludger?" Harry felt like a cannon shot when he heard it, and his anger surged again,

"What do you mean, what Bludger? you let that Bludger kill me?" Harry asked loudly.

"Not to kill you, sir, definitely not to kill you!" said Dobby in horror, "Dobby wants to save Harry Potter's life!"

You can only be sent home if you are seriously injured, and even if you return to the Muggle world, it is better than staying here, sir.

Trust Dobby, Dobby is all for your good! Dobby just wants Harry Potter to get a little hurt and be sent home!"

Harry laughed angrily and asked, "Oh, that's it?" he continued to ask angrily, "I guess you wouldn't tell me why you want me to be sent home in pieces, would you?"

"Dobby never thought of it that way! I wish Harry Potter knew!" Dobby groaned in pain when he saw that Harry had misunderstood him, and more tears rolled down his tattered pillowcase.

"If only he knew what he meant to us lowly, enslaved little people in the wizarding world!

Dobby hasn't forgotten when the Adversary who can't even name him was at his strongest, sir!

Of course, they still treat Dobby that way. He admitted, wiping his face from his pillowcase.

"But overall, since you defeated the adversary whose name you can't even mention, our elves' lives have improved dramatically.

Harry Potter has survived, the evil boss's magic has been broken, and it's a new beginning!

For those of us who believe that the dark days will never end, Harry Potter shines like a beacon of hope!

But right now, at Hogwarts, something terrible is about to happen! Maybe it's already happening!

Dobby can't let Harry Potter stay here because history is about to repeat itself and the Chamber of Secrets has been opened once again!"

"What's that?" Harry listened to Dobby's narration, and his anger magically vanished, but as the protagonist, his ability to make things happen was still a certainty.

He keenly captures the most valuable information in Dobby's rambling and extracts it.

Dobby froze as he listened to Harry's questioning, and then saw his hand reach for the jug, and Rolf grabbed his skinny wrist before he tried to hit himself on the head again.

It's not that she feels sorry for Dobby, but she's afraid that the glass jug won't explain, and after Dobby smashes it, Madam Pomfrey will probably be furious.

"Ah, sir, don't ask any more, don't ask poor Dobby. The elf stammered, eyes as big as brass bells in the darkness.

"There's a conspiracy here, and Harry Potter can't stay here when it's happening.

Go home, Harry Potter, go home! Harry Potter must not meddle in this, it is too dangerous!"

Just as Harry was about to ask something, Dobby froze, his bat-like ears quivering.

Rolf heard it too, and footsteps could be heard in the aisle outside.

"Dobby must go!" The elf was frightened and gasped, only to hear a loud popping sound, and the elf arm that Rolf had been holding disappeared, leaving only air inside.

"What's going on? what's going on with you?" it was Madam Pomfrey, apparently drawn to the sound of Dobby constantly banging on the table.

"It's alright, ma'am, it's just that Harry accidentally rolled to the floor while sleeping, and I just carried him back to bed. Rolf's face spun around and he came up with a reasonable reason.