"Oh no~~"

"Salary~~~ What an evil word."

As soon as I heard the word salary.

Kreacher retreated as if he had seen some pest.

Then he stared at Hermione with big, disgusted, bloodshot eyes, "Oh my God! What a sinful thing that is, the mudbloods say terrible things. Kreacher felt defiled. ”

"Hi~" Before Hermione could continue to say anything, Owen forced to squeeze over.

"Oh~ yes! Salary, what an evil word. He looked at Hermione happily, then at Kreacher.

"Seriously—" he turned to look at Sirius, "I'm kind of fond of this little guy." ”

"Sirius, can you give it to me?"

His eyes lit up, and he was happy to look at this rare breed that worked without pay.

"Meet me, my name is Owen, Owen — well, Owen Rozier."

“？？？” Hermione looked at Owen with a puzzled expression, "When did you change your last name?" ”

"Just now!" Owen said casually.

Sure enough, just as he said the word Rozier, Kreacher's eyes softened when he looked at him.

It bowed to Owen and said in a flat, lonely voice like the mouth of a dead man, "Kreacher will always be loyal to the Black family, I'm sorry Master Owen, if you need a house-elf, Kreacher can introduce you." ”

"No, I want you without it."

"If you want to hire it, you'll have to pay for it." Hermione pulled her face, very disdainful of Owen's white prostitution. "And haven't you hired Dobby already?"

"It says it itself, don't get paid. And don't mention Dobby to me! ”

"It wants!" The little witch said stubbornly.

"It doesn't! You ask it and see what it answers you. ”

"I said it wanted, it wanted!"

Hermione, who was angry with Owen, stared down at Kreacher, her slightly narrowed eyes shining dangerously.

If this is at Hogwarts.

If she had made such an expression to a little wizard.

That can only be said that the unlucky guy is going to be beaten.

"Hey, hey, hey! Miss Granger, for the first time I've seen someone threaten someone for wages. ”

"I didn't threaten it!"

"Your eyes are protruding, and you're not threatening." Owen said angrily.

"But honestly, trust me, if you beat it up, it might be willing to listen to you."

"Alright, you two don't bother with that crazy elf anymore." Sirius finally couldn't listen to the two of them anymore at this time, he stepped forward, separated the two, and stopped them in a loud voice, "This house is the ancestral home of the Black family for seven centuries, and it has many precious books that are not on the outside, and there is a library on the second basement floor. You two can just go in and pick some, even if it is empty, it doesn't matter, no one will live here in the future anyway. ”

"Let it be buried in the ground with the dark surname of Blake."

"Ahh It's a book again! After hearing that Sirius' Christmas present to him turned out to be a magic book, Owen immediately scolded and said, "I've read enough books this semester!" ”

As he spoke, he pulled out the locket from his pocket, the gold locket was topped by a capital serpent, made of glittering emeralds, much like a small snake, the Slytherin family crest.

"Just give me this."

"This? Are you sure? Sirius asked, puzzled, "It doesn't look like a good thing, most of the things in that cabinet are useless antiques or magical curses."

Didn't Nick give you a lot of power-ups? ”

Nick gave him a magic item?

Is that the real speculum (moon mirror) in his jacket pocket?

Owen smiled comically.

Fortunately, buddy is really a decent gentleman.

Otherwise, this is not enough to stir-fry pork kidneys, steamed beef kidneys, and braised lamb kidneys every day!

Before the final battle, man will have to die in vain

"Ahem, that's a good thing, you're blind."

He coughed a few times to hide the embarrassment in his heart.

By the way, is he going to try that moon-looking mirror?

Nick wouldn't really just give him a see-through glass, would he?

Could it be that it has other functions?

Anyway, Nicolame is also a legendary alchemist who has lived for more than six hundred years, and he can make friends with Professor Dumbledore, such a character will never have a low moral level.

Maybe I misunderstood him?

Owen shook his head and shook out the idea of removing the lenses from the moon scope and making glasses.

"This is Salazar's relic, an antique of more than 1,500 years, very valuable"

He said.

Kreacher jumped up and rushed at him like a mad bull, "Put it down, it's Master Regulus's thing." ”

Kreacher grabbed Owen's arm and yelled, his red, swollen eyes filled with anger and hatred.

"Humph!"

"But it's in my hands now!"

"I'll take it, that's my stuff."

"Also, do you call it and see if it agrees?"

Owen sneered, cast a spell without a staff in his hand, and the gray light spread all over Kreacher's body in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, he was petrified except for his head.

Then there was a "bang" and it fell to the ground.

"Owen~" Hermione glared at him, though there was no pain after petrification.

But without the cushioning of the flesh, the body will become very brittle.

It's easy to break.

"Wait, what did you just say." Sirius reacted at this point.

He looked at the pendant box in Owen's hand, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity came over him, as if he had seen this thing somewhere.

"That's Young Master Regulus's stuff, Young Master Regulus's stuff." The petrified Kreacher was still crying and screaming.

His hoarse duck-like voice was very unpleasant.

After a while, Owen began to wonder if this elf could have any sound magic.

"Shut up, what is this? Where did Regulus get it? ”

Sirius finally remembered.

When he was young, as a child, his mother had instilled that knowledge in him, and in a book called "Born Noble: A Wizard's Genealogy", he recorded this emblem, which was the coat of arms of the pure-bloods, the founders of Slytherin, the Salazar family.

Kreacher stopped hissing, and the house-elf could not disobey his master's orders.

Its mouth was open, and disgusting tears flowed from its red eyes, down its nose and into its mouth.

"Tell me everything you know. I command you! Sirius roared, "How can my brother have that old monster thing like Salazar!" ”

His heart began to beat faster, and vaguely, Sirius sensed the conspiracy behind it.

But what made him even more angry was that the elf in front of him knew everything, and he was at a loss for these things.

Kreacher was still twitching, and he could tell that Regulus should have given him an order not to tell anyone about it.

It hadn't even told Sirius's mother, so how could it tell him so easily?

So it's struggling.

"It seems—" looked at Kreacher's pitiful look. I felt that it was time to play again. Owen jumped out, the pendant box in his hand spinning around his index finger, "It's Sanchez's little theater time again!" ”

"I have to say, our Tom senior, he has a pathological desire to make Horcruxes, and he has to choose some ancient magic items, and the consequence is that people can easily guess what his Horcruxes are."

"It's a pity that the Gryffindor Sword has always been on display in the Headmaster's Office, otherwise the relics of the four founders would be complete."

"Owen, what are you talking about?" Harry asked suspiciously.

What Tom Senior Horcruxes.

Is Voldemort's Horcrux here?

"Wait a minute, when I'm done, I'll diss him aesthetically" Owen waved his hand and motioned for Harry to speak later.

Then he went on to say: "If you want me to say, you must be careful when choosing the items to make Horcruxes, first of all, you should choose not something that is famous in history, but the most inconspicuous thing, or something that is very dangerous in itself. ”

"The former is not easy to be detected, and the latter is effective in ensuring safety."

He shook Salazar's locket in his hand, waved his hand to clean the dust from the chair next to the display case, and sat down.

"But if you have to be the enemy of the whole world, then no matter how you hide the Horcrux, it will be discovered sooner or later, and you have to believe in the power of the people."

"That's why I'm recommending the second option."

"If it were me—just to give an example, I wouldn't be stupid enough to tear my soul apart."

"If I'm going to make a Horcrux, then I'm going to find a 'mushroom egg' to attach to my soul. Hey!!! If it's destroyed, you can set off a big firework. ”

"At least with the thieves, won't you?"

"The soul in the mushroom egg, I think it's interesting just thinking about it, right?"

"Haha~~~" Owen clutched his stomach and laughed, "Oh! I have to say, my idea is fantastic. ”

"If I really want to find a 'mushroom egg', I guess Dumbledore doesn't want it to be destroyed. It's best to put it right under a Hogwarts castle."

His laughter drew surprised glances from the wizards around him.

Aside from Harry and Hermione, the other two had no idea what the 'mushroom eggs' were.

"Isn't it funny?" Owen paused, then said slowly, "I think it's quite interesting. ”

"Hehe—it's a very perverted idea." Hermione said bluntly.

"But do you dare to say that my idea is not safe? The soul planted in the mushroom, do you dare to destroy? ”

"Perverted or something, it's not important, the important thing is to be useful."

Owen looked at the pendant box in his hand, "Look, Senior Tom really doesn't care about cultural relics at all, and if he wants to destroy this Horcrux now, he will definitely inevitably hurt this thousand-year-old antique." ”

As he spoke, he began to fumble in his pockets.

After a bit of rummaging, he pulled out a small mirror from the inner lining.

"Hey, hey, hey~ Dobby is not there, Dobby is not there."

He screamed for a long time, but the other end of the mirror did not react at all.

"Look! That's why I'm going to change to an elf. He held up the mirror and spat Hermione.

Then he retracted his gaze and said into the mirror, "Dobby, you're going to be fired!! ”

He yelled.

This time the mirror reacted, and it came back with a voice, "Oh! Is it Mr. Owen? ”

"Huhuhu~"

Accompanied by Dobby's voice, there was also a loud wind.

Whirring, it seems to be on a snowy mountain.

"But you haven't hired me yet!"

"Okay, now I've hired you, and I've fired you again." Owen said indignantly.

"But - why, Dobby, Dobby works hard, Dobby is never lazy. Dobby—"

"Okay, you're hired by me again."

"Hurry up and come back to me, haven't played enough after a few months?

Go to Hogwarts and get Professor Dumbledore, I'm the ancestral home of the Black family now, you should know this place, Lady Malfoy is Sirius's cousin, you should have been here. ”

"Huhuhu~~~"

The wind is loud.

After a while, Dobby's voice came, "No problem, sir, wait—oh my! Mr. Owen, look. ”

Dobby's figure suddenly appeared on the two-way mirror, and then the camera turned, and it was held up by Dobby.

In the distance, a towering snow-capped mountain is reflected in the mirror.

Dark clouds in the sky.

But magically, there was a crack in the middle.

Then a ray of golden light sprinkled down, dyeing the snow-capped mountains golden.

That's - sunshine golden!

"Convex!" Owen crushed the back molars.

"Sir, Dobby is so lucky, I met it on the first mountain, it's so beautiful! It's just beautiful. ”

Dobby's brisk voice came from the mirror.

Harry and Hermione on the side, they also felt the sincere emotions from the two-way mirror.

Through the small mirror, a majestic mountain of gold shone into their pupils.

"Get the hell out of here at Hogwarts, and call Dumbledore for !!"

Owen yelled again.

He's yelled many times today.

The good mood is gone.

The place this guy goes to is my travel plan!!

Owen put the two-way mirror back in his pocket, then turned his head lonely and said in a tone of some compassion, "I only hire Dobby during the summer." ”

Because there are other elves in Hogwarts, hiring Dobby is a waste of money.

"I gave him a day off, about a month after school started."

"It's on a trip."

And it's still his travel plan!

I hate it!!

That little thing didn't know where to go because it was the first time it was on vacation.

The 'kind-hearted' Owen (who couldn't stand the noise) gave him his travel plans.

It was supposed to be where Owen was going to be on his graduation trip.

Now it's been taken by a house-elf.

In addition, he also gave Dobby two magic props, one is the two-way mirror in his hand just now, which is responsible for communication.

The other is a door key. Responsible for returning home.

The location is Hogwarts.

"I'm not as good as an elf!" Owen said uncomfortably.

He was silent.

I waited a little bit.

About three or four minutes later, in front of the living room door, the space suddenly distorted.

Then an old man with a white beard and a little elf dressed in a thick gray beaver skin robe, with a pair of dragon boots on his feet, gloves on both hands, and a blue woollen hat on his head, appeared in the living room.

At this point, Dobby doesn't look like a house-elf at all, but like a goblin.

"Oh! Mr! It's a pleasure to meet you! Dobby ran happily towards Owen.

"I'm not happy at all." He rolled his eyes, and then he felt something in his hand.

It seems to be one. Ring.

The golden ring is very mixed. Presents a mesmerizing halo.

There seems to be something carved on the inside.

"Merry Christmas, sir." Dobby's round eyes widened, "Dobby doesn't know what you need, but this ring was picked up by Dobby in the stream under that snowy mountain." Sent to you. ”

With that, it ran back to Harry, then pulled a pair of red gloves out of its pocket.

Ran to Hermione and took out a small stone tablet engraved in Chinese.

Ran to Ron and handed him a handful of- uh-teapot?

"What Gollum!" Owen curiously picked up the ring in his hand and pointed to a short sentence engraved on the inside.

——Ash nazg durbatulk

It's impossible to think about.

That's clearly engraved - Made in R· P· C。

Depend on!

In addition, the Gu Dobi given to Hermione said that it was a stone tablet engraved with an ancient oriental spell, Owen only glanced at it, and after seeing the words of the tomb of XXX, he suddenly felt that the Supreme Ring produced by Taobao in his hand was still quite good.

At least it's much more genuine than the 'Aladdin's teapot' in Ron's hand.

So in the end, only Harry's gift is the most normal, except for the inappropriate size, Dobby should be purchased based on the size of his own palm.

Forehead - forget it, things are light and heavy, and goose feathers are sent thousands of miles.

"Thank you!"

The bewildered little wizard replied mechanically.

Ron, in particular, was quite surprised by Dobby's transformation.

How to say it!

He couldn't believe it was Dobby.

Hermione, on the other hand, was much happier, and in Dobby she saw a free soul, a noble man, not a lowly slave.

"That's good. There's something for everyone! Professor Dumbledore, who had come with him, said in an inexplicable tone.

The tone was lively like that of a sulking child who didn't get a gift.

"Oh! Sir, Dobby~~~" The elf was in a panic, he didn't expect the world's greatest wizard to ask him for a gift.

Dobby didn't prepare anything else at all.

Seeing this, as Dobby's employer, he naturally couldn't see his employees being bullied, Owen put the ring on his thumb, flicked it lightly, and the ring crossed an elegant arc and fell straight into Dumbledore's hand.

"Please take Gandalf, that's the One Ring!"

Dumbledore looked at the golden ring in his hand.

looked at Owen, shook his head slowly, and then the two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"Where's my grandfather? He's not with you? Owen asked, gasping for breath and calming down. I thought you and he were going to be together. ”

(End of chapter)