Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

To be honest, Claudia was extremely disappointed with herself. Although the reason for keeping such an embarrassing object is not only the teacher's, but also because it contains the 'hard work' of the beauty from a foreign country whom I met by chance.

Having said that, who in the world doesn’t love beauty?

But even so, he couldn't get himself out of this obsessed state. This kind of unreservedly retaining things sent from the enemy and that have already demonstrated their dangers on one's body is like storing weighted dumb bombs that one thinks will not explode. It is dancing on the edge of a knife.

"This is pretty useless," she thought, "but now there's no better way!"

Under Snape's death gaze, he slowly moved downwards, and did not stop until his forehead was covered with a gray-black quilt.

"Yes, Professor, I was wrong!" she said, "You go first!"

But the steam that was constantly coming out didn't give her any face. They were still scrambling to get out of the gaps in the quilt.

Thanks to the cold weather - even the cold cellar is much warmer.

Snape said nothing, but when she poked her head out again, there was no one in the room.

She got out of the quilt again and began to look around. The kind-hearted Dean of Slytherin did not make this incident that was not suitable for public disclosure to the public. Instead, he showed mercy and took her to his private territory.

The style of the room really suited him, with dark people, dark room, and dark wooden bed. Fortunately, they are all in cellars, otherwise there might be dark curtains and the like.

Crowney was amused by her own thoughts, and then she actually laughed out loud.

"Miss." But soon, her laughter was interrupted.

"Ah! Huh?" She quickly turned her head and saw that it was a house elf wearing a bag in the style of the Hogwarts school emblem.

"You seem to be in a good mood today!" the lively elf shouted secretly, "I'm glad to serve you! The professor at Hogwarts asked me to ask you, do you have any special requests for dinner?"

"What a strange name for a professor at Hogwarts!" She laughed and fell on the bed. "Is it the 'Hogwarts professor' who always dresses in black?"

"Happy can't say!" he said, "Happy promised!"

The girl's black eyeballs like glass beads rolled around in her eye sockets: "Can you bear to have your dear friend encounter such confusion? We are such loyal friends, so dear happy, please tell me."

"Every promise we make has its own effect, no matter whether we are sincere when we answer it, miss." The elf said, "We can't say no to them."

"Is everyone like this?"

"I mean, do the words of everyone in Hogwarts, or every wizard, have such an effect on you?"

"I'm sorry, Claudia, it's not that I don't want to tell you," Habib said, "It's just that as elves, we can't resist or say no to those who have cast their fate on us."

The poor house elf's face was scrunched up - although it wasn't much better to begin with, it clearly looked worse now.

You must not be able to imagine what he looks like at this time. In fact, if you are a person who focuses on the appearance of living things, you will never be fond of him.

"In a sense, house elves cannot resist their master's orders." He said, "We can usually only say yes or no. If the master doesn't let us say it, then we can no longer say it. Regarding relevant matters, unless someone with the same authority can tell us, we can say it."

"Is that so?" Crowney said noncommittally, "Can any house elf be able to fight against his master?"

"Never had."

"But at some point, we just get to do what we like without orders."

As long as it doesn't explicitly say no, then it's okay. Crowney thought. Language is a magical existence. A word will have different meanings in different contexts. A word that means something special to one person may be commonplace to another person.

This is the only breath of life that house elves can steal for themselves under power.

"Then if any Hogwarts student says something like this to his own elf, then you won't tell anyone else? Anything."

"We are the property of Hogwarts, Miss." Happy said very patiently, "Although I don't know what other house elves are like, I am the property of Hogwarts."

"Okay," Clooney touched his nose, "So for you, the difference in leadership status can directly determine the deterrence of their words?"

"Sorry, Miss, I don't understand what is a deterrent, but what the principal says is always more beneficial than what the teacher says, are you right?" The elf smiled slyly.

"That means there are priorities, happy."

The elf waved his hand in the air, and the white mist scattered and escaped.

"But why can't house elves resist humans? So what exactly caused this situation?"

"I don't quite understand this, miss." Happy shrugged, "I have never read a book or learned any relevant knowledge. Since I was born, I have known that this is the fate of house elves. : Being owned by someone or owned by a family, from then on my life was filled with such things.”

"But for me, labor is happy. How can I even put it this way? Meeting you is also the result of my labor here and getting along with you. I am very happy."

"Animals?" He tapped his chin with his slender finger, looking like he was really thinking about the question. "Animals are too noisy for me. They're noisy, and sometimes they hurt us. .For example, when tree protectors passed by, Al’s eyes were poked by them.”

"Besides, I prefer to stay alone, but it's too boring when I stay, so I might as well work. After working, getting rewards from others or seeing other people's satisfied expressions is, for us, This is the best way to give back.”

"Working is pleasurable, and that is what satisfies us when we are needed by someone."

"But," Clowney thought of 'Ni Fowler', "there are always things you don't want to do, right? Some things don't need to be taught explicitly, they can be learned subtly from people's lives. Have your own opinion.”

"Everyone has things they don't want to do, Miss." Happy smiled, and his wrinkles looked much prettier this time, "But unwillingness and whether you have to do it are two different things."

He seemed to understand what Clooney wanted to ask, so he continued: "But if it is an excessive order, we will not do it - at least for us, the principal and the college have higher priority before that. , we have received an order from a higher authority."