Chapter 68 Speculation

"After he graduated, he had to spend 10 years working for me. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info," George said in a relaxed tone.

"Hahahaha" everyone burst into laughter.

"That little monster Dobby, is it really Voldemort's house-elf, and now that Voldemort is gone, who should it behold?" Fred asked, looking at Harry.

"I don't know, the monster can't name its owner. When it accidentally tries to speak, it immediately slams its head against the wall. At this point, Harry paused, continuing to recall the scene, "It was after I guessed Voldemort's name that he screamed, don't say it." ”

Fred was silent for a moment, then spoke again, "Well, it's not certain, it's the house-elves of Voldemort's family. Or maybe someone sent it to stop you from going back to school, or to play a trick on you, do you have any other enemies at school?"

"Yes. Harry and Ron said in unison.

"Draco Malfoy. Harry explained, "We were classmates, and he hated me so much. ”

"Draco Malfoy, is his father Lucius Malfoy?" Fred turned to look at George.

"Yes, they are father and son. George turned his head to look at Harry, "Lucius is Voldemort's henchman, and when Voldemort was rampant, his base camp was at Malfoy Manor. ”

"The Malfoys are very wealthy, and they were once Voldemort's home base, so they must have raised a lot of house-elves. These elves obeyed Voldemort's orders while Voldemort was still around, and now follow Lucius's orders. "Harry has found the clue that binds his two enemies together.

"It's also possible that Lucius is in contact with Voldemort right now, carrying out a conspiracy. Ron added eagerly.

There was a long silence in the car.

"Alright, leave Lucius, Voldemort, and their house-elves alone, and let's talk about something else. George broke the deadlock first, "These things can't be solved immediately, only to be vigilant for the time being." ”

"There's been so much going on, and I haven't helped, but I'm glad we're here to pick you up today. Ron patted Harry on the shoulder, Harry had had a hard time on the previous holiday, and Ron was very proud of his wise decision to come to Harry today.

"You haven't answered me a single letter, I'm really anxious. At first I thought it was my Eero that had a problem, it was a bit old and sometimes it would break down when delivering letters. I want to borrow Hermes..."

"Who?"

"After Percy was chosen as a superior, his parents gave him the new owl he bought. Fred explained to Harry.

"But Percy won't lend it to me!" said Ron, a little dejected, "he was so stingy, I had to ask Eero to send a letter to George, and George quickly replied to me, his raven was so handsome." ”

Ron turned his envious gaze to George in the co-pilot, the raven really liked him too much, much smarter and more powerful than Percy's Hermes, and much better than his Hérault.

"Actually, I'd rather make a phone call, the courier is too easy to intercept, so I specially bred a raven, but there is still no guarantee that it will avoid a few interceptions. George shrugged, ravens were much more powerful than owls, but unless he could make them master enough magic, these messengers would be far inferior to a phone call or a text message.

"What phone?" asked Fred and Ron curiously, the magical creature called the phone was a messenger better than George's raven.

"Not magical creatures, it's a communication tool in the Muggle world, they are very handy and can transmit voices, as if they were talking face to face. Harry could see that Ron and Fred were thinking something wrong, and waved his hand and explained to them both with a dance.

Looking at Harry's explanations, Ron and Fred still couldn't understand what the phone was, and George had a strange feeling.

"I'll send a few mobile phones over in two days, as long as it's not in a special environment like the school, you can use mobile phones for contact on weekdays, and the owl is too inconvenient. George had a weird smile on his face and a mischievous idea of spreading the phone to Ron's house so that Ron could talk to Harry on the phone in the future.

"I'll send a few mobile phones over in two days, as long as it's not in a special environment like the school, you can use mobile phones for contact on weekdays, and the owl is too inconvenient. George had a weird smile on his face and a mischievous idea of spreading the phone to Ron's house so that Ron could talk to Harry on the phone in the future.

"That's great, we can contact us by phone in the future, so that we don't have to worry that the owl delivering the message will be intercepted. Harry said excitedly, he didn't want to go through the feeling of losing touch with the wizarding world from the previous weeks.

Listening to Harry talk about the convenience and benefits of the phone, Ron and Fred were also eager to try, thinking that the mobile phone that George said could be delivered sooner.

"You guys drive the car, does your dad know?" Harry thought of a crucial question.

"Oh, he doesn't know, he's going to be working overtime tonight, hopefully we can quietly drive the car into the garage and not be found out by my mom. Ron's tone seemed very normal, as if he didn't do much of this on a regular basis.

"What kind of job does your dad do at the Ministry of Magic?" asked Harry, curiously, wizards also need to work overtime, does that affect productivity?

"He's in a very boring department. Ron said in a strange tone, not seeming to like the job, "Forbidden Muggle Objects Division. ”

"What?" Harry heard a long list of words, all connected and completely unrecognizable.

"It's forbidden to cast magic on Muggle-produced things, for fear that one day, they will return to Muggle shops or homes, which will cause a lot of trouble. ”

"Like last year, there was an old witch who died, and her tea set was sold as an antique to an antique shop. A female Muggle bought it back and used it to invite a friend to tea, which was not a pleasant memory. My dad worked extra shifts for weeks on end, using the Oblivion Charm and all sorts of other methods to cover up the past. Ron still had a headache when he remembered the scene.

"It wasn't easy. Harry's head grew as he listened.

"Of course, a man was admitted to the hospital, yelling at the doctors and nurses, saying that the teapot would spray water and the tongs would bite. My dad was very busy, and most importantly, he was the only one in the division and another old wizard, Perkins, and he couldn't keep letting the old wizard work overtime. Ron was also helpless when he talked about what happened at that time.