Chinese students at Hogwarts

Zhang Xiao looked at the seven elves standing dejectedly in front of him with a complicated expression.

Surrounding them were a circle of Hogwarts elves watching the fun, and they pointed at the seven foreign elves.

There was actually some pride and pride in his words and expression.

Their thin bodies and unhealthy complexions indicate that their lives are not very good, and half of them do not even have a decent outfit.

He just randomly wrapped himself in some clothes that looked like other people's discarded clothes and unnecessary fabrics.

"You mean Dobby wrote you a letter a few days ago?"

An elf who looked the oldest nodded in frustration, glanced at Zhang Xiao fearfully, and stammered in a low voice:

“Dear Sir, yes.

We are just little elves who have lost their owners, are not wanted, or grew up outside.

Dobby usually takes good care of us. He will bring some food that the old men have thrown away to see us. Dobby wrote a letter asking us to help with something before he left. We felt that we should repay him, so we came. "

These elves were quite honest, and Zhang Xiao found that as long as he asked them, they would tell them anything without any reservation.

The elf handed over the corner of a piece of discarded parchment. Zhang Xiao took it and saw that there was no writing on it. That's right, most elves cannot read or write.

There is only a big sun on the paper and a very simple little man composed of circles and lines.

Just like stick figures, there is a horizontal line under them. This is a wizard riding a broom? What does the sun mean?

In addition there are

Can an elf understand such an abstract painting?

"Dear Mr. Wizard, the sun represents Hogwarts, which is the place that all elves dream of! It represents hope!"

After the wild elf finished speaking, he looked around with envy at the elves wearing clean teapot covers and with the Hogwarts school emblem on their chests. They subconsciously puffed up their chests with proud expressions on their faces.

Zhang Xiao choked for a moment, and after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that it was indeed the case. There was no beating or scolding from the master here, and the little badgers who came to the kitchen most often were also very friendly to the elves. With the help of magic, work could even be said to be quite easy.

Elves are extremely loyal and obedient, but that doesn’t mean that elves like to be beaten. So it’s true that Hogwarts has become the ‘holy place’ for elves!

But no matter how you think about it, the only one Dobby wants to 'save' is Harry, right?

Why are you chasing after other little wizards?

After asking this question, I got a somewhat unexpected answer:

"Sir, we are so hungry. We haven't eaten for three days since Dobby left. We are so dizzy that we can't control the ball well."

Zhang Xiao was stunned for a moment and immediately said: "Uncle Yun, get them some food."

The elves from Hogwarts immediately ran over carrying a large silver tray with hot pumpkin pie and milk on it.

"Dear sir, thank you! You are really a kind and good man. Thank you, madam."

The wild elves cried together. They bowed and said some words of thanks while devouring the food. Finally, they choked and rolled their eyes and took a big mouthful of milk before swallowing it.

It’s hard to imagine how they can live like this with magic. Magic is the primary productive force! We have all the means of production in our own hands, so if we are short of anything, can we just produce it ourselves?

This is also the reason why Zhang Xiao believes that China's methods are not applicable to the wizarding world. Class conflicts are not prominent and have no foundation.

As a result, the elf's words silenced him again, and he saw these elf telling the most cruel things in calm words.

"The old master has no descendants. When the old master dies, the contract will expire. We will be free elves and can find the master by ourselves, so the old master gave the order before he died.

He wouldn't allow me to get my own food - not by any means. "

Grass! Zhang Xiao instantly understood the wizard's intention. If the only guarantee of the house-elf slave treaty was that the master was not allowed to order the elf to commit suicide, such as jumping into the water and not being allowed to come up, or walking into a room full of poisonous gas. Will not work.

So the old wizard left an order that had loopholes but would still have a high chance of causing the elf to starve to death. It was not allowed to take the elf's initiative, but others could feed it.

Zhang Xiao felt that there were many ways to bypass this order, but these silly elves really obeyed the order until now.

After a moment of silence, he asked softly, "How long will this order be effective?"

"Three years! The contract says that the master's death can last for up to three years!" After eating, their spirits were obviously much better. The leading elf blinked his big eyes and said cheerfully: "This is the last year. Got it!"

Hmm. One more year? Zhang Xiao pondered for a while. It was certainly a good choice to take the elf away when the order expired, but this was obviously not enough. Zhang Xiao remembered that he always had cleaner and neatly ironed clothes than others, and the elf. We respect and love from the bottom of our hearts.

And what I said intentionally or unintentionally was that I would help the elves improve their living environment if I had the opportunity. People cannot stand without trust.

He raised his head and glanced around. Only the fire was still crackling in the huge kitchen, and there was silence in the air.

Almost all the elves came, and they stood quietly outside, looking at themselves with their big, clean and pure eyes.

There seemed to be inexplicable expectation in his eyes.

This expectation seems to carry strength.

"Sure enough, I am still the same young man as before, without any change!"

Zhang Xiao took a deep breath and suddenly laughed. With nostalgia and joy, he stood up, just like Slytherin said to the suffering little wizards when he stood at the gate of the castle:

"I (Salazar Slytherin) will give you a better future!"

At this moment, his figure seemed to overlap with Slytherin, and those powerful words seemed to travel through time and space, echoing in this ancient castle again after a thousand years.

The elves were just like the little wizards before, slowly and piously, and bowed deeply towards him.

These elves were arranged next to Hagrid's cabin. Hagrid smiled and promised to prepare some daily food for these elves while supporting Norbert.

"Don't worry, Zhang. With their pitiful little bodies, they can't eat much. Norbert eats more than them!"

Of course you can safely leave it to Hagrid. As long as it is not a human being, you can safely leave it to Hagrid for any other creature.

After settling the elves, Zhang Xiao returned to the Quidditch field. Yes, the game is not over yet!

Harry and Malfoy were still fighting. They had ruined each other's pursuits many times. The score had reached four digits. It was even dark, and the little wizards' stomachs were growling with hunger.

But no one was willing to leave. Professor McGonagall had used her superb transfiguration skills to conjure up a huge lion, making a deafening roar to cheer for Gryffindor.

Not to be outdone, Snape conjured a giant snake in the air, which circled and hissed at the lion.

The little badgers thoughtfully shuttled between the school and the stadium, bringing everyone a lot of food. Amidst the shouts of thanks, the little wizards from the four colleges cheered loudly while eating the sweet food.

Zhang Xiao sat in his seat and began to think about a question.

You look cool and chic when you pretend. How to solve the problem of house elves now?