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Chapter 244 Free Elf
It was an elf who didn't look timid at all. He straightened his back and looked at Sherlock and the three of them.

The little elf named Abby looked at him with disgust, as if looking at a different kind.

Not only him, but all the other elves looked like this, as if this elf was not their companion.

"It's Dobby, Professor. Did he clean up enough, or did he break something? If so, please punish him. He is too disgraceful. When he came to work at Hogwarts, he actually asked Dumbledore Professor Lido wants a salary! Fortunately, Professor Dumbledore is a kind person and is willing to pay him, but this still shames the elf!"

Abby's tone unabashedly expressed her dislike for Dobby.

But Dobby didn't care about it at all. Under the eyes of the crowd, he stood with his chest upright, as if he didn't feel ashamed at all, but was very proud.

Professor McGonagall didn't come here to solve the internal problems of the elves. She sent Abby and the other house elves away, leaving Dobby alone.

"If Dobby doesn't do a good job, you can deduct Dobby's salary, but you can't punish Dobby! Because Dobby is a free house elf!"

Dobby was indeed different from the other house-elves, as was evident from his words and deeds.

But Sherlock didn't have time to study the psychological changes of house elves at this time, he asked directly.

"Your work has been done very well and there is no problem. We came to you just to find out if you found a straw in the trash can of an empty classroom when you were cleaning the classroom on the basement floor these two days. ?”

Dobby immediately thought of what Sherlock had said.

"Yes, Dobby remembers finding a straw, it was something the great Harry Potter threw into the trash can, and Dobby treasured it up!"

Hearing what he said, Sherlock and Professor McGonagall looked at each other, and both saw surprise in each other's eyes.

It was best that Dobby didn't just clean up that straw, saving them a lot of trouble.

"Can you give us that straw, Dobby. Something bad has happened to Hogwarts now because of this straw, and we need to use it to find clues."

Professor McGonagall did not forcefully ask Dobby for something, and Dobby was also very reasonable, and he expressed his willingness to help the professors in the school.

He took Sherlock and the three of them to the place where he lived, and took out a rag package, which was full of tattered gadgets after opening.

Sherlock saw a few parchments with Harry's name written on them inside, and he guessed that these were picked up by Dobby and thrown away by Harry.

The house-elf is clearly a big fan of Harry.

And in the pile of miscellaneous things, they also found the yellow straw at a glance.

From the outside it looked like there was nothing special about it, but Sherlock, who had already dealt with the straw man once, did not relax his vigilance against this straw.

After taking the straw away from Dobby and confirming that the straw itself has no special spells, in the vice principal's office, Professor McGonagall studied it for a long time with a serious expression on his face.

"So how do we rely on this thing to find that dark magic creature?"

For this, Sherlock has nothing to do. They can only look at Silk. After all, whether it is understanding the situation of the straw man or finding things, she is the real expert.

Silk did not live up to their expectations, took the straw from Professor McGonagall, and said calmly.

"I need time."

Professor McGonagall frowned.

"how long?"

"If its original intention is to let us find it, the result will be available as soon as tomorrow, but if it wants to keep hiding and cause trouble for Hogwarts, it will take at least three days."

It has only been three days since Harry and the others came into contact with this thing, and it has already spread throughout Gryffindor College. If they have to wait another three days, they can't guess what will happen after that, and they don't even want to know.

"You try your best first. If you can't get results tomorrow, we will think of other ways." Professor McGonagall could only say so.

Because of the upcoming Triwizard Tournament, Dumbledore was very busy during this time, and he didn't have much time to return to the castle until the official start of the tournament at the end of October.

Therefore, all major decisions in the school now have to be made by Professor McGonagall, who is the vice-principal.

For the time being, things haven't caused any serious problems. After all, the most exaggerated thing is that a whole college's students had a nightmare. No students have had any other problems because of it, so the atmosphere in the castle is not particularly tense.

Professor McGonagall also specially ordered Harry's students who knew some inside information not to spread the matter.

On the eve of the upcoming international competition, Hogwarts was being watched by many eyes from the magic world. Even if a bad rumor spread, it would be fatal to the reputation of the entire school.

But tonight, things really developed as the professors expected.

At about three o'clock in the morning the next day, all the little wizards in the four colleges of the entire castle were awakened by the nightmare at the same time.

They all had the same dream, their family members were killed, and a strange figure with scarlet eyes was watching!
Even if Professor McGonagall deliberately suppressed the news, the students became panicked.

Early in the morning, the auditorium was full of discussions about nightmares, and now there are several "reliable" rumors circulating among the students.

Among them, the most accepted and recognized by the public is that this is the sequelae of the opening of the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets. Although the Basilisk was killed, the curse of the founder spread completely.

The current nightmare of family deaths is actually testing which students are Muggle-born, and it won't be long before these students will die collectively.

The rumors spread so much that Professor McGonagall had to stand up and explain to all the students before breakfast was over that the nightmares they had had nothing to do with the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets.

The two professors, Forrest and Silk, have found out the cause of the students' nightmares, and this matter will be resolved soon, and no one will be harmed by it.

Professor McGonagall's prestige in the school second only to Dumbledore played a role, and Sherlock once had the feat of killing the basilisk, which made the little wizards have confidence in him.

While Professor McGonagall was comforting the students in the auditorium, Sherlock was sitting next to Silk in Silk's office and heard her tell the results of the night's divination.

"Number eight, white, a hidden room."

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