The other elves in the kitchen had gathered around them, ready to be called at any moment, but as soon as they started talking, mentioning the words 'wages, holidays, freedom, rebellion', the elves hula and stepped aside, as if Harry were discussing something very rude.

Hermione put the elves aside for the time being, she grabbed Dobby's thin arm and shouted,

"Dom, come to me!"

Bang!

After a slight pop, another house-elf appeared next to Hermione, and it was none other than Hermione's Winter.

Wintermu was still wearing the pullover that Hermione had given him, sewn from the fabric torn from his robe. Compared to half a month ago, when the first competition was over, Dongmu was a little stronger, and it was hard to imagine that a newborn house-elf could grow so big in two or three months.

"Oh, what's going on, Hermione?" When he saw Dom appear, Harry immediately looked at Hermione and exclaimed, "What's wrong with its ears?" ”

One of Dongm's ears was pulled down, and the soft fluff on it was gone, and the skin was burnt black.

"--It wants to punish itself for helping out in the tournament event"

Hermione said sadly,

Tum stuck his head in Hagrid's stove, but luckily he was spotted by Tooth in time.

Even Harry couldn't help but sigh when he heard the reason, these house-elves were more difficult to deal with than any magical creature he had ever seen.

"--Respectfully Mistress Granger."

Tim had never been to the Hogwarts kitchen, and the surroundings made it slightly confused, and when it found itself surrounded by its own kind, and all of them were looking at it with curious eyes, it called out Hermione's name in fear, and involuntarily shrank into Hermione's legs.

"A little elf cub!"

House-elves apparently have their own way of telling the age of their companions, and although Harry and Ron see him as almost the same age, Dobby recognizes at a glance that Winter's life has only been around for a long time.

"It's been a long time since Dobby has seen a little elf cub like this, Miss Granger, it's your house-elf, right?"

Looking at the hand that he had always held on his arm, Dobby said with both joy and confusion, "Is there anything Dobby can do for you?" ”

Harry and Ron looked at each other, the two of them had already guessed what Hermione was going to do, and sure enough, Hermione grabbed Winter's arm with her other hand and said to Winter,

"This is Dobby, Donm, from tomorrow onwards, you can stay in Hagna at night, and during the day I want you to follow Dobby and learn from it—"

Tum looked at Dobby, his eyes flickering, and he seemed to be confused by Hermione's orders.

"House-elves can do a lot of housework without studying, Miss Granger—"

Hermione's solemn instructions made Dobby feel very much, but at the same time, he was also very confused,

"We're born to do housework, Miss Granger, and your little house-elf looks healthy, what can Dobby teach him?"

"Oh, it's--"

Hermione frowned, trying to make her words more understandable,

"I hope you can teach Dongmu well, pursue freedom, and then, the house-elves have the same right to enjoy wages and holidays while working!"

The room was silent, and no one or house-elves made a sound.

The skin on Winter's body was visibly pink, and judging by the light from its huge eyes, it was clear that it was not because of it, but more like fear. This was a very normal reaction, and Dobby didn't say yes as Hermione expected, but looked embarrassed.

"Hey, this is a disaster--"

Ron sighed and whispered in Harry's ear, who nodded involuntarily.

Tum looked at Dobby, and he subconsciously wanted to move away from it, but the order from Hermione kept him from moving, so he could only look at Hermione pitifully for a while, and stare at Dobby in horror for a while.

As soon as he saw Dom's reaction, Dobby understood.

"I'm afraid--"

Dobby was very embarrassed, he searched his mind just to find a euphemism,

"Dobby had also asked Convince Twilight to talk to Professor Dumbledore for pay and vacations--"

Back to the fireplace, the weeping twinkle became angry again,

"Twilight is a house-elf who has been swept out of the house, but Twinkle is not yet to get paid!"

Flashing shriek said harshly,

"Twilight hasn't fallen to that point yet, Twinkle is ashamed of her freedom!"

"You see, Miss—"

Dobby pointed to Twinkle, and then, sadly, looked at the elves who were farther away from them,

"They don't want to talk to me about anything other than work, with all due respect, miss, and probably your house-elf won't-"

"Dom loves to work, great Granger master, but Tum doesn't want wages and holidays, Dom is an obedient elf-"

With tears in her eyes, Dom looked at Hermione and pleaded quietly.

But Hermione seemed to have made up her mind, and she kept her unbearability in her heart, her lips pursed in a blush, and she showed her determination with a look like Tim and Dobby.

"Hermione."

Harry looked a little helpless, he also thought that the treatment of house-elves needed to be improved, but her point of action was obviously a little problematic, and just as he was about to convince Hermione to take her time, one of the house-elves who were far away from them suddenly stood up and walked towards them with a cower under their stunned gaze.

"You can't do that, Gram-Miss Granger--"

The house-elf came up to Hermione, and it was evident that it had taken great courage to question Hermione's words by the way it was shivering.

"You are."

Identifying house-elves is not an easy task for wizards, and it took Hermione a moment to react, and then, in surprise, exclaimed,

"Ruijia! I remember, you're Ruijia! Excitedly, Hermione sent Tim to the elf, and exclaimed happily,

"Do you remember, Tonmu, it's your mother, Riga, do you remember it?"

To Hermione's disappointment, Winter's attitude towards Reggar was extremely cold, and he just nodded at Hermione's questioning, and then, still looking at Dobby with a fearful look, as if Dobby was covered in dirt.

"You can't let Dom get close to Dobby, Miss Granger--"

There was a strange emotion in Rigga's heart that supported it, giving it the courage to voice her objections in front of Hermione,

"Tum is an obedient house-elf, and Tum is willing to give everything for you, Miss Granger, but you can't let Dobby teach him badly that house-elves can't get pay and vacation--"

Just at the mention of these two words, Ruijia shuddered a few times, but it still insisted on finishing the sentence,

"Everything for a house-elf belongs to the owner"

Things are at an impasse, and Tim keeps shaking his head slightly, reluctant to approach Dobby. And one of Hermione's goals in the kitchen tonight, Winter's mother Rega actually took the initiative to stand up and help Winter's attempt to persuade Hermione to take back her life. This made Hermione extremely distressed, her clever brain could not handle this complex situation, and the lack of life experience made Hermione not realize what it meant for Reggar to take the initiative to stand up.

Bang!

At this moment, there was a sudden pop in the center of the kitchen, which was the sound made by the house-elves when they teleported.

The silent few people subconsciously looked over, and they found that an elf had teleported back to the kitchen and landed directly on the four long tables in the middle of the kitchen.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, they looked at the elf, and unconsciously, there was a subtle change in their expressions.

Boom--

The elf that landed on the table staggered a few steps as if drunk, and then slammed down on the table.

Silence and silence –

"What's wrong with it?"

Harry's brow furrowed unconsciously, and the eyes of the elves near the table staring at the elf made Harry shudder a little.

"It's dead, sir--"

Dobby gasped for a few quick breaths and said in a high-pitched voice.

(End of chapter)