HP Shavings Wizard

The honey tea was steaming, and the slowly rising steam softened the already beautiful face of the red-haired little wizard. The white snowflakes outside the window were falling, bringing the chill of deep winter, but were blocked by the warmth of the fireplace.

Without rushing to speak, Alison first drank a sip of the tea handed to her by her father, and put enough pressure on Lucius through her childish little tricks, then she looked up casually and looked at Dobby who was hunching over behind him.

Although she would not abuse them intentionally to vent her anger, Alison had always ignored the house-elves. She would only look at these servants straight in the eye and speak in a nice tone when necessary.

Usually, only the servants in Grindelwald Manor and Bathilda's house could receive her friendly attitude because of their elder relationship. But she would not try to communicate with house elves, because their brain circuits were different from those of humans and it was too difficult to understand.

House-elves are a race that were conquered by wizards in ancient wars and bound by magical contracts. Each one is trained as a slave from birth and then serves his master forever.

Dumbledore felt that house-elves were shaped like this by wizards. They lived a miserable life, but they had the same keen emotions as humans and should be treated with pity, sympathy and respect.

However, Alison was wary of this creature that could cast spells silently and without a wand, whose magic system was different from that of wizards and could bypass anti-Apparition blockades.

A similar creature is the goblin, who launched a rebellion a hundred years ago and was suppressed by wizards. In a game world with this as the background, it was she who massacred and suppressed them.

Who knows if the house-elves are really equalized and freed from the magical contracts and spiritual seals rooted in their blood, will they feel that wizards should pay the price for their previous actions? Will they feel that they should overthrow the wizard rule and make wizards the next group of slaves?

Pushing for more is a common problem among many intelligent creatures.

Even between creatures of the same species that grew up together, internal fighting and competition are inevitable. How can there be true equality between different species with different ideologies?

Therefore, Dobby, this freedom-seeking and difficult-to-communicate alien, made Alison even more disgusted and wary. She only brought him here to appease her kind-hearted father for the sake of Dumbledore's face - now that she had him and had him properly settled, she would not think about him anymore.

Alison leaned lazily on the sofa, looking cold and arrogant.

"Your house-elf appeared on the Quidditch field before, and controlled the Bludger to almost seriously injure Potter. It also closed the entrance to Platform Nine and Three-Quarters at the beginning of the school year, and intercepted Potter's communications during the summer vacation... Perhaps I can understand that it was the Malfoy family who ordered it? After all, this is your servant."

Lucius' pupils shrank suddenly.

Damn it, Dobby actually did so many things behind his back!

He had long felt that Dobby had a strange personality and was not as obedient as the house-elves of other families, such as Kreacher of the Black family. However, he did not expect that Dobby would act on his own without receiving any orders!

If Miss Grindelwald hadn't mentioned it, he would probably still be in the dark. Who would have thought that the inconspicuous, always loyal and contracted servant around him would betray him?

The secret things he did without telling his master were exposed. Dobby, who was wrapped in bandages, screamed in despair, jumped up unexpectedly, and began to bang his head against the wall to punish himself: "Bad Dobby! Bad Dobby!"

Looking at the out-of-control and embarrassing scene in front of him, Lucius felt a splitting headache and began to regret bringing Dobby to visit Dumbledore.

His face turned livid, he glared at Dobby fiercely and scolded him harshly.

"That's enough! Stop embarrassing yourself here!"

Dobby stopped moving instantly and huddled aside trembling.

Dumbledore looked at the scene and sighed inwardly. Dobby was still a servant of the Malfoy family, and Lucius had the right to discipline him, and he could not interfere no matter how rude he was.

Lucius forced another smile.

"Ms. Grindelwald, Dobby is indeed a servant of the Malfoy family, but he has always behaved strangely. He actually acted on his own without my permission."

The little red-haired wizard rested his elbows on the sofa, supporting his face, his posture was casual, very tolerant and relaxed.

"He didn't cause me any trouble, but you have to understand why he did what he did. He was shouting that the school was in danger and the Chamber of Secrets was about to be opened, and the master didn't allow him to tell anyone - so he hoped that Potter would get into trouble and not be able to go to school."

Satisfied with the gloomy expression of the elder Malfoy, Alison spoke softly, adding fuel to the fire. She did not say that Dobby was just stubbornly targeting Harry, but tried to use a gentle and gentle way to make Lucius think that Dobby's focus was betrayal.

"A servant who secretly reveals secrets through actions and words cannot be considered safe - especially since your family seems to have many secrets?"

Lucius, who often schemed to control other wizards and was a former Death Eater, felt a chill in his heart and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He had been sweating because of the shock before, and now that he had cooled down, he felt his body and heart were cold.

The Malfoy family does have a lot of shameful secrets, and if Dobby leaks them, the consequences will be disastrous. The Ministry's political enemies and industrial competitors would probably be willing to seize the opportunity to bite off a piece of Malfoy's meat.

Moreover, when Dobby acted on his own outside, others would only blame him for the stupid things he did, thinking that the Malfoy family was instructing the servants behind the scenes.

It is a dangerous source that could explode at any time.

That was enough of the foreshadowing, and Alison lowered her eyes in a lack of interest, not thinking that Lucius would have any unexpected reaction.

"I don't like it, but my father thinks it is kind and brave, so I'm afraid I have to ask you for it and ask you to give him a piece of clothing. But you can give him a forgetfulness spell, or order him through a contract not to reveal anything about the Malfoy family."

Although he was being asked to give up his servants, Lucius felt slightly relieved and nodded in agreement without hesitation.

"of course can."

This was a good thing, Dobby wouldn't cause him any more trouble, and the troubles and dangers that had been caused to the Boy-Who-Lived were apparently spared and did not involve the Malfoys.

If it was before, he might still be reluctant, after all, house-elves are not easy to buy, but after knowing what Dobby did behind his back, he was not so heartless as to be willing to keep a traitor around him.

He gave Dobby a forgetfulness spell and, with the help of the contract, issued the last order from his master: not to disclose anything about the Malfoy family.

Finally, he threw a cushion from the seat to Dobby - when the house-elf received clothes from his master, it meant he was given freedom.

The freed Dobby stared blankly at everything that was happening before his eyes. His mind was still a little confused as the secrets of the Malfoy family had been cleared, but he subconsciously raised the cushion high and looked at this priceless treasure excitedly.

"The master gave Dobby a mat, Dobby got a mat—Dobby is free!"

Dobby's tears rolled down onto his tattered pillowcase. He turned to look at Alison, his big bulging eyes sparkling with gratitude.

"Thank you, Miss Grindelwald..."

Alison frowned and interrupted him impatiently. She didn't want to be stuck with this creature that would scream and punish herself at any time.

"You should thank Professor Dumbledore! Normally, I wouldn't care about this."

Dobby quickly turned to Dumbledore, and a brilliant smile suddenly broke out on his ugly brown face, revealing a full mouth of teeth. He bowed deeply, and a loud sob came out of his throat while he spoke.

"Thank you, Professor Dumbledore! Professor Dumbledore has freed Dobby!"