The Malfoy family?

This answer made Rig raise an eyebrow in surprise. He looked at Nicolamay, who didn't know when he took out a small comb and slowly combed his silver-white eyebrows, and Nicolame's expression was dark.

Because he had lived long enough, Nicolame knew better how powerful those pure-blood families were.

Dense elephant teeth slid down Nicolamet's long eyebrows, and streams of coolness flowed down his skin into his mind, and Nicolamet's mind became clearer and clearer.

Rig didn't speak, Nicol Lemay was thinking again, and after Dobby covered his eyes with his hand and pretended to cry for a long time, Harry could see his eyes rolling between his crossed fingers, and for a moment the living room was so quiet that only the sound of the clock could be heard.

Out of trust in the foursome Richstar Rig, Harry looked left and right, observing the expressions of Rig and Nicolamay.

Soon, Harry, who had been thinking for a long time but didn't think of anything, gave up the treatment, his mind drifted farther and farther Master Nicolame's comb looked very good, and he didn't know where he bought it.

Thinking of this, Harry couldn't help but raise his hand and scratch at his unkempt black hair, a little itchy.

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"So you're a Malfoy elf?" Rig asked with a deep groan, a little confused.

The answer was unexpected, and not entirely unexpected.

On the way there, he and Nicol Lamet briefly discussed the possible situation.

To be able to strike at Harry Potter, the savior under Dumbledore's wing, can only be his remnants, if not the meaning of the "dead" Voldemort.

And when it comes to Downland, it must have something to do with Slytherin House. After years of war, now the Slytherin students and all the family of Arvada may have been wrongfully convicted; But if there is one Avada next to each other, there must be fish that slipped through the net when he defected to Voldemort.

Rig didn't know about the Harry Potter fairy tale, but he knew that a good-looking and powerful male partner like Draco Malfoy couldn't simply receive a bento.

Otherwise, the author didn't write in vain?

Dobby blinked quietly and thought about the little master's words before he came, but it opened its mouth but didn't make any sound.

Pounding his chest and unable to say a word for a long time, Dobby tugged at his neck in frustration, trying to pull away the throat that seemed to be blocked by West, "Harry Potter. Yes. Dangerous! The little master asks Dobby to help the great Harry Potter! ”

Dobby, the house-elf, struggled with himself for a long time, and finally cried while intermittently stating why he was here.

If it weren't for Draco Malfoy, who was also the owner, giving it an order, even if Dobby was in a hurry and had managed to overhear Harry Potter's address from Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy's night chat, there would be no way to get to the home of the great Harry Potter in his heart.

The wizards' restrictions on house-elves are so strict and cruel.

"The little master you're talking about can't be Draco Malfoy, right?"

Harry, who had been listening for a long time, finally grasped the point, and suddenly realized that he might have been saved by that Malfoy, and now he really felt like he was scratching everywhere in his body.

Harry grimaced in displeasure, turned his head, bared his teeth and said to Rig, "Rig, I don't believe that kid has such good intentions. ”

Just thinking about how Draco, who had been targeting him every day, was secretly nice to him, Harry got goosebumps, and he added, "At the end of the semester, he knocked my and Ron's bookcases away with those two stupid big guys, how could he help me?" ”

Rig nodded, then shook his head again.

If at first, their relationship with Draco Malfoy was very bad, then after feeding the dragon Nober and the Forbidden Forest together, the relationship between the boys and Draco Malfoy stayed in a very awkward position.

The relationship is good, and it's not good.

Draco was still looking for trouble with Harry and Ron, but it wasn't serious, and even Rig suspected it was a way to get their attention.

Didn't you see that Ron was born under Snape's fatal questioning and came up with the idea of teaming up with the Malfoy kids, who were not bad at potions?

Although Ron held up the big chicken leg and swore that he just wanted to think about it, the other three people thought that he was really moved.

Of course, this idea of his was severely suppressed by Hermione, and he was dragged to the secret hut by Harry, the good brother he tried to abandon, with a sinister smile.

"You know, it's Draco Malfoy who asked you to protect Harry," Rig paused, and he exchanged glances with Nicolame, "Presumably Harry's danger has something to do with the Malfoy family's ruler, Lucius Malfoy, right?" ”

Dobby's big eyes filled with tears, and it slammed into the wall as if it had lost control, "Dobby is such a bad elf!" ”

Just hit the wall, and a big bag bulged up on Dobby's head, and the dust above the living room fell in a plow, choking Harry to cough.

Rig and Nicollemay waved their wands, mending the cracks in the walls that cracked like cobwebs, and he didn't want to turn back Harry without a home.

Finding that Dobby really wanted to kill himself, instead of crying in the fake way before, Harry, who had been idle, immediately jumped up, stepped over to Dobby's side with two arrows, and grabbed his dirty clothes.

Protected by the great Harry Potter, Dobby burst into tears.

But that didn't stop Dobby from trying to kill himself. It slammed into the wall again, several head hammers slamming into Harry's arm in front of it.

Harry was grinning in pain.

"Don't bump it, don't bump it, what's wrong with you?" Harry and Dobby began to tug-of-war, and Nicolame finally spoke, "Everything you do is at the behest of your master. ”

Hearing this, Dobby, who was still struggling in Harry's arms just a moment ago, fell silent, and it burst into tears, but its eyes were glancing left and right.

Suddenly, its eyes lit up.

"Dobby ruined his master's big plan, but the little master ordered Dobby to protect Harry Potter." Crying out loud, Dobby opened Harry's hand softly.

Seeing Rig waving to him, Harry, who was still trying to protect Dobby, let Dobby go back to the couch with a frown.

Just touching his arm, Harry snapped.

Before Nicola May could do anything with Harry's arm, the house-elf Dobby seemed to be crazy again.

It rushed to the tea cabinet in the doorway, grabbed the pen that Aunt Petunia used to keep track of her daily expenses on the cabinet, "Dobby is going to poke himself to death with the 'tip of the pen' and punish himself severely!" ”

This time, Dobby was really surprised by Rig.

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