HP Magic Biography

What are you doing out here?

Fan Lin lowered his head, looking like he was being trained honestly.

In fact, he still underestimated the girl's sensitivity. He was caught by Hermione within two steps when he came out. Such an action would naturally fail.

What to do, he is also very desperate...

Go back quickly, I caught you wandering around in the middle of the night...

I know you want to go to the kitchen to visit those house elves. Fan Lin said seriously, I plan to go with you.

In fact, Fan Lin didn't think there was anything wrong with what Hermione did.

He also felt very pitiful for the house-elves.

They've all been there, but only in the kitchen.

Because it's just too embarrassing to be in the kitchen.

This is the experience of every little Hogwarts wizard.

Sneak into the kitchen to find something to eat in the middle of the night when your stomach is starving.

As soon as you enter the door, you will be surrounded by a group of house elves who are not as high as your knees, asking you what you want to eat.

Before you could speak, the house-elf door moved.

Was going to just grab some pie biscuits or something, but you're lucky enough to be treated to an exclusive dinner at Hogwarts thanks to these house-elves.

Even in the middle of the night, these house-elves will roast a whole cow for you if you ask.

Although it is already midnight, these house elves never know what it means to complain, or in other words, they will only respectfully ask you what you need in that squeaky voice.

Whether the food suits your taste or not makes you feel full.

If someone frowned slightly, they would definitely kneel down in fear and beg for your forgiveness.

This is undoubtedly very sad.

Since Fan Lin took Dobby in, Fan Lin summoned Dobby to bring him anything he wanted to eat at night.

certainly,

He would pay Dobby, and even then he wouldn't dare let Hermione know.

If you know, a condemnation is naturally unavoidable.

Hermione was too sensitive about dealing with the patriarchal elves, and Fan Lin was afraid that Hermione would do something radical.

For example, teach these house elves to demand wages, or in other words, give them freedom?

This is undoubtedly a devastating disaster for house-elves.

No doubt Hermione would be very embarrassed.

Fan Lin wasn't worried that these house elves would do anything radical.

Not every house-elf is Dobby.

However, Fan Lin still has a deep understanding of the neurotic behavior of house elves.

To be exact, all of them paid the price for it.

In second grade, Dobby nearly killed all four of them.

This is really a bit too sensational. If the Ministry of Magic finds out, Dobby's fate of being executed is naturally unavoidable.

Neither the Malfoy family, Voldemort's forces, nor the Ministry of Magic nor Hogwarts would allow a house-elf who behaved like this.

This is a challenge to the authority of wizards who have been enslaved for hundreds of years, and execution is Dobby's only choice.

Slow down... Fan Lin held Hermione's arm with one hand.

The road here is not easy.

The house-elf kitchen is in the basement, so to speak, directly below the Hufflepuff common room.

The two entered the basement, turned a corner, and entered a passage on the right.

It doesn't look like anyone comes here very often.

The air was a little cloudy, mixed with the aroma of food, perhaps because it was close to the kitchen, but from a distance, Fan Lin could feel the aroma of his favorite apple pie...

This is probably an illusion. It wasn't like this the last time I came here, but maybe because the time is too far away, Fan Lin can't remember clearly.

As soon as you come out of the passage, there is a clean stone corridor.

This is the only way to the kitchen, the house elves are always working hard to clean this place, of course, if they can wash their clothes, it will be even more perfect.

However, this is also unlikely.

Clothes are more important than anything else, and Fan Lin has a deep understanding of this from Dobby.

No matter what new clothes Dobby had, the sock Harry gave Dobby was only on Dobby's foot.

Fan Lin had no choice but to use his master's majesty to coerce Dobby to wash all his clothes, and after ensuring that he had no intention of firing Dobby, Dobby reluctantly went to wash his clothes.

The torch is burning fiercely on the two sections of the stone wall, which makes the front stone wall warm and harmonious.

One food after another replaced the dark murals of Hogwarts.

It can be said that this is the place where Hufflepuff is most colorful.

Speaking of Hufflepuff, it was hard for Fan Lin to imagine how Hufflepuff supported the operation of Hogwarts by himself.

After Gryffindor, Slytherin, and Ravenclaw left one after another, Hufflepuff almost single-handedly supported Hogwarts.

A woman who befriends house-elves, a woman who loves good food, and a witch who defines inclusion.

A woman with such a character must have a tenacity and selflessness that Fan Lin can't imagine.

All Hufflepuff left behind was a cup of gold.

Compared to the legacy of the other four, Hufflepuff is the one who truly integrated everything into Hogwarts.

It can be said that she is the real benefactor of Hogwarts.

There are traces of Hufflepuff everywhere in Hogwarts. If Hufflepuff is the reason, perhaps it is not unacceptable to directly change Hogwarts into Hufflepuff School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Slytherin quit the school, and Gryffindor never asked about school affairs. Ravenclaw didn't know much about it, but it was conceivable that Ravenclaw would not manage these trivial things.

It can be seen from the library left by Ravenclaw.

Now, only Hufflepuff seems to have left nothing strongly personal.

Or is this house-elf kitchen the proof?

It is undeniable that the operation of Hogwarts cannot be separated from the dedication of the house elves, however, the vast majority of Hogwarts wizards don't care.

Something had to be done for the house-elves.

Are you ready? Fan Lin said slowly, they are now at the door of the kitchen, right behind the mural.

Hermione nodded lightly. For some reason, Fan Lin felt a little tangled, but he still stretched out his hand.