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"Oh..." Ron opened the door to the dormitory. The smoky smell inside was nauseating. Ron suppressed his discomfort and opened the window.

"Maybe we should find some foreign aid..." Harry didn't dare to go in.

"Who are you looking for?" Ron looked painful.

Harry: "Maybe I know someone who's good at cleaning magic..."

"Oh, Harry Potter. I'm glad you remembered Dobby." Dobby shook Harry's hand excitedly.

"Are you Dobby?" Ron heard from Harry that there was now an extra hired elf in Hogwarts.

"Oh, you are..." Dobby looked at Ron.

Ron: "Hello, I'm Ron Weasley."

"Oh, hello. Wei Zai." Dobby stretched out his hand. Ron shook his hand too.

"Our dormitory is a bit bad." Harry was worried.

"Don't worry. I'm the best at cleaning." Dobby raised his chin, very proud.

Several people came to Harry's dormitory. Dobby snapped his fingers, and the dirt on the ground disappeared.

Dobby's cleaning magic is really powerful. After a while, the bedroom was clean and even the air was fragrant.

Dobby even gave Ron's mouse a bath.

A weak moan was heard, and Harry and the others looked over. It was Neville, who had been smoked into a coma and was currently buried under the quilt.

"Oh my god, I didn't even realize he was in the dormitory." Ron helped Neville up. Fortunately, nothing happened.

Neville was just stunned by the stink.

Peter Pettigrew had really lost weight and was lying motionless in the cage. He didn't even eat any food and seemed to have no energy.

Ron and Lilith talked about what happened last night. "This candy is really horrible. If it wasn't for Dobby, Harry and I would have slept in the common room."

"I'm sorry, Ron." Lilith's blue eyes were filled with guilt, and she took out another candy from her arms. "This is Honeydukes candy. Give it to Banban to apologize."

Ron took the candy and didn't notice that Lilith was staring at Scabbers in the cage, with a deliberately evil smile on her lips.

The spotted rat in the cage trembled, feeling that its life was not going to be long.

In the middle of the night, there was a faint noise from Ron's rat cage. Peter Pettigrew opened the door of the cage and sneaked out.

As soon as he climbed to the door, he was stepped on by a huge flesh pad. "Got you..."

Xiao Ke showed a dangerous smile, two pairs of fangs flashing with cold light.

Peter Pettigrew was thrown into a sturdier cage and then brought to Lilith in the Room of Requirement.

Lilith was humming and combing her hair. Without looking at Peter. Finally, tie a silver-green headband to your hair.

Lilith turned around and then asked Yue, "Does it look good?"

"Yeah, it looks good." Yue coaxed Lilith.

Lilith raised her pink and moist lips and walked towards the cage containing Peter Pettigrew, her leather shoes making a clicking sound under her feet.

"A dirty, smelly rat..." Lilith kicked the cage with her soles, her eyes darkening. "I really don't want to give it to him as a gift..."

Peter Pettigrew was unconscious in the cage, his body seemed to feel strong malice and was trembling slightly.

Lilith took out a potion bottle from her arms, pushed out the stopper with her thumb, and slowly poured out the transparent liquid inside.

The mouse lying crookedly opened its mouth slightly and swallowed unconsciously.