"Today's class was really difficult. No one in the entire sixth grade finished it. It's really scary."
"Hermione seems to be a little bit behind. She said that if she was given another five minutes, the sleeping water would be ready. Unfortunately, the professor did not agree to extend the time."
"Lucky water, I don't know if this book can still be seen. I heard that a bottle of lucky water costs 5,000 galleons on the black market. An alchemist master can't produce more than five bottles per year. As soon as it appears, it will be bought by the big shots.
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"Haha, my father works in a potion shop. He told me that in the British magical community, there are about 8 to 15 bottles of lucky water in circulation a year. If customers want to buy it, they often need to make an appointment in advance."
As the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the little wizards walked out holding their textbooks.
Hermione was also one of them. She lowered her head and frowned slightly, her face tensed, and she seemed unhappy.
"It's all Ron's fault. If he hadn't made me upset, I would have been able to make sleeping water within the stipulated time." Hermione thought a little distractedly, thinking that she would have to settle the score with Ron when she went back.
"Hermione!" Hermione heard someone calling her just after taking a few steps outside.
When I looked back, I saw that it was the new professor, and I didn't know what he wanted to do with me.
"Professor, are you okay?" Hermione frowned and looked up at Wang Xu.
Wang Xu nodded slightly and said, "I heard that you founded the Elf Welfare Promotion Association when you were in fourth grade. Is this true?"
Hermione's eyes flashed with embarrassment, and she replied sheepishly: "Yes, it's just that the process is a bit tortuous, and the ending is not very good."
In fourth grade, Hermione stood up to speak for the elves, hoping to let wizards understand the lives of elves and give them the most basic wages and benefits.
It's a pity that Hermione is not an elf and doesn't know how the elf feels.
Elves have existed as servants since ancient times. Their ancestors have been like this for generations. Not only do they not feel ashamed as servants, but they have a deep sense of pride.
They are proud that they can serve the wizard family, and that the family they serve has a long history.
Hermione wants to liberate them, just like the American imperialists who shout for democracy want to liberate the undemocratic Middle Eastern world.
In fact, everyone has different ideas, and they won’t look down on you at all.
"I want to adopt a few elves, but I asked, and elves are usually only adopted by wizard families. They have their own circle, and outsiders can't interfere at all. I think you might be able to help and introduce a few elves to me.
A little masterless elf." Wang Xu didn't show off and got straight to the point.
"That's right!" Hermione bit her lip, thought for a while and replied: "House elves are very stubborn. If their owners abandon them, they will be so embarrassed that they can't eat. In extreme cases, they will hang themselves. This shows that
My own loyalty. I know many elves, but most of them have owners. Only two may meet your requirements, but they are a little special."
"What are they called?" Wang Xu asked.
"Dobby, Winky"
Dobby the house elf is an elf of the Malfoy family. He is a kind, optimistic and unique elf.
In the movie, Dobby knew that Lucius Malfoy might be harmful to Harry Potter, so he risked execution to inform Harry and prevent him from going to Hogwarts.
Later, one of Harry's Horcruxes that defeated Voldemort contained Tom Riddle's diary. When Lucius, a Death Eater, came to inquire about the information, Harry took the opportunity to stuff his socks into the diary and handed it to him.
Lucius left.
Because it belonged to Voldemort, Lucius did not dare not accept it and handed it over to Dobby.
In this way, the owner Lucius gave Dobby a sock, and Dobby became a free elf, because according to the agreement between the wizard and the elf, the owner cannot give the elf clothes.
When an elf receives clothes from its owner, it means it is free.
The same goes for another elf named Winky. Winky serves the Crouch family. Barty Crouch Sr. asked her to look after his son, Barty Crouch Jr..
As a result, during the custody process, Barty Jr. deceived Winky with sweet words. As a result, at the beginning of the fourth film, Barty Crouch Jr. found an opportunity and fired the Voldemort symbol into the sky with his wand.
It is precisely because of this incident that Voldemort knew that Barty Jr. was not in Azkaban. He had been rescued from Azkaban by Barty Crouch Sr., which triggered the fourth plot.
As the caretaker of Barty Jr., Winky was fired by Barty Crouch Sr. due to poor care. She wandered outside for a long time, trying to find another owner for herself.
But it's not easy. The owner of Winky is Barty Crouch Sr., the Minister of Magical Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic and the Minister of International Magical Exchange Department of the Ministry of Magic. He almost became the Minister of Magic.
When other wizarding families heard that Winky was fired by Barty Crouch Sr., they preconceivedly believed that Winky was not a qualified elf.
As a result, after going back and forth for several months, the homeless Winky met Dobby, and was taken to Hogwarts by Dobby, where he became a chef elf in the cafeteria.
"Dobby, Winky, good, very good!" Wang Xu beamed. Dobby at least showed professor-level strength in the movie, and Lucius was no match for him.
The same goes for Winky. Its strength is about the same as Barty Crouch Sr. Both of them are the best among elves, and they are enough to be used to look after homes and nursing homes.
The place where house elves work is directly below the Great Hall of Hogwarts and next to the Hufflepuff Common Room.
Walk into the basement from the stairs. At the entrance is the Potions classroom, inside is the Hufflepuff lounge, and further inside is the kitchen.
The kitchen is hidden behind the wall. On the wall at the end of the corridor, there is a pear painted with a watercolor pen. If you scratch it, the pear will turn into a green handle. Pull the handle to open the door to the kitchen.
"Crack!"
Open the door and the view of the kitchen comes into view.
As you can see, there are at least dozens of elves working in the kitchen. Some of them are mopping the floor, some are washing vegetables, and some are washing dishes.
Most of these elves were in ragged clothes, wearing loose, washed white robes, but they all looked happy and enthusiastic, as if they were not working but enjoying themselves.
"Look, who's coming!"
"Oh my god, it's the little witch, run quickly, she's here to persuade us to get our wages again!"
"Merlin, I have never seen such an evil wizard. She actually persuaded me to betray my master. My ancestors have served the Zakro family for generations. I have been here for thirty-four generations. This kind of honor must never be given to me.
My hands are defiled."
The elf looked up and saw that the person coming was Hermione, and then they quickly disappeared one by one.
Hermione looked a little embarrassed. She looked at the empty kitchen and whispered: "Except for a few elves in Hogwarts, most of them belong to various wizarding families. When nothing happens, these elves will come to Hogwarts."
For help, I once wrote to their owners, trying to get these people to treat the elves better, but unfortunately the elves did not appreciate it, and instead thought that I was the devil who tempted them to fall."
Wang Xu nodded in understanding, raised his head and looked inside. Judging from the way the chickens and eggs were beating, it was as if they were as good as the Japanese who entered the village.
I'm afraid that in the elf society, Hermione's reputation is so bad that she might be described as even more evil than Voldemort.
At the very least, Voldemort did not challenge the master-servant relationship that had existed between elves and wizards for thousands of years, let alone launch an elf liberation movement.
"Hermione, are you here to see us?" In the empty kitchen, the only elf who didn't leave was an elf wearing a pink apron.
Judging from her dress, this should be a female elf, and she is ownerless.
Why do I say that, because her clothes look very new, and she is also wearing a pair of red leather boots, which is unique among elves.
You know, a house elf will serve his master from birth until he is three years old.
Normally, the master will give the elf a somewhat large robe. This robe will accompany the elf throughout his life. It can be worn for decades after being mended and mended. The clothes cannot be so new.
"Twinkle, how have you been lately?"
"No, I went out to look for a job during the summer vacation. I have been looking for two months, but no one wanted me. My family stopped contacting me. They didn't even admit that I was a child. My grandfather still
I was so angry that I became seriously ill."
Twinkle's expression was a little downcast, because the social structure of elves and wizards is a companion relationship.
An elf family usually works for a wizard family for generations, starting from the grandfather's grandfather's grandfather to the grandson's grandson's grandson, they always follow the same family.
It would be fine if the elf that was kicked out of the house could find a new owner, but if not, the family would regard it as a shame.
This is the case for Winky. Her siblings have begun to distance themselves from her, and even her friends who used to be able to talk no longer play with her.