Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

After a while, Fred and George walked into the common room. The two of them held a thick parchment and a quill, talking in low voices. They didn't know what to do, and they looked terribly tired. They said good night , go back to sleep.

"The two of them must be working on the Weasley's magic trick order form or something again," said Ron. "Remember when Mom burned their last order form shortly after the summer vacation started, So they're going to make a new one out."

"But why do you hide from us? If it's an order form, they will definitely let us participate." Harry said doubtfully.

"Who knows!" Ron shrugged.

Ai Wen knew what was going on, the two of them were actually writing to Ludo Bagman to ask for a bet to win Galleon.

Although the Quidditch World Cup ended with the Raid and the Dark Mark, the two of them bet right on the outcome of the match.

The Irish win, but Krum captures the Snitch.

It was a rare outcome, and Bagman was offering good odds on it at the time.

This meant that he now owed Fred and George a large sum of money.

But he didn't intend to pay back the money at all, and all the letters from the twins before disappeared.

The two of them decided to write a letter, appropriately threatening Bagman.

"It's so late, why hasn't Hermione come back?"

"She must have forgotten the time in the library. She won't leave unless Mrs. Pince drives her away."

As soon as the words fell, the hole behind the portrait was opened again, and Hermione crawled into the common room.

She held a roll of parchment in one hand and a box in the other.

The contents of the box rattled as soon as it was walked.

Crookshanks arched his back and purred.

Chapter 531 House Elf Rights Promotion Association

"You three are here!" Seeing Harry and the others, Hermione's eyes lit up, "I'm done!"

"Just in time, we're done too!" Ron said triumphantly, throwing down the quill.

Hermione sat down, put the things in her hand on an empty chair, and pulled the prophecy written by Ivan to her front.

"You've had a rough month, haven't you?" she said sarcastically, with Crookshanks curled up in her lap.

"You know, this is dealing with Professor Trelawney!" Ivan said, looking at the box Hermione brought back.

Compared with Harry and Ron, the tragic prophecies he wrote were more subtle and less tragic.

"No matter what happens, at least we've been forewarned," said Ron, yawning.

Hermione put down Ivan's prophecy, and took Ron's share.

"A good warning indeed. You seem to be drowning twice."

"Really?" said Ron, looking down quickly at his prophecy. "I'd better change one of them to be trampled to death by a rampaging hippogriff."

"Isn't it obvious at a glance that you made this up out of thin air?" Hermione said.

"How dare you say that!" said Ron, pretending to be angry. "We've been up here all night, working like house elves!"

Hermione raised her eyebrows and looked at Ron disapprovingly.

"Sorry for the poor wording," Ron said quickly.

Harry also put down his quill, having just completed his final prophecy that he would be beheaded at the end of the month.

"Hermione, what's in the box?" Ivan asked hurriedly, pointing to the box.

He felt that it would be best for Hermione not to continue talking about their three Divination homework.

"I was just about to tell you that this is something I've worked so hard to prepare this week, and we're going to do something for the house elves." Hermione said with a smile.

She lifted the lid off the box and showed them what was inside.

The box contained about fifty badges, in different colors, all bearing the same letter: SPEW.

"Vomit?" Harry picked up a badge, looked at it carefully, and asked suspiciously, "What does this mean?"

"It's not vomiting," Hermione explained impatiently. "It's S-P-E-W, which stands for Society for the Advancement of House-Elf Rights."

"Never heard of it," said Ron.

"Neither have I!" Harry added.

Ai Wen didn't speak, he knew what was going on, it seemed that Hermione was not satisfied with writing articles for the newspaper.

Like she keeps saying, actually do something for the house-elves, and that's what she meant.

"Of course you haven't heard of it," said Hermione crisply, "because I just started it."

"Ah?" Ron dragged his voice and asked slightly surprised, "How many members do you have?"

"Well, if three of you join, there will be four," said Hermione.

"Join?! You think we'd like to walk around wearing a badge that says vomit?" said Ron.

"It's S-P-E-W!" said Hermione angrily. "I was going to call it the Movement to Stop Cruelty and Improve the Legal Status of Our Fantastic Creature Friends, but that didn't quite fit, so I took it as our The title of the association's manifesto."

She waved at them the roll of parchment, covered with words.

"It's our specific charter, and I've been digging into it in the library. Elf slavery goes back centuries, and I can't believe that nothing has been done about it."

"Hermione, listen up!" Ron said loudly immediately, "They like this, they like being other people's slaves!"

"Our short-term goal!" said Hermione, rising from her chair, louder than Ron, as if she hadn't heard Ron at all, "is to make sure house-elves are paid fair wages and good working conditions." , our long-term goals include changing the law against the use of wands and also trying to get an elf into the Department for the Regulation and Control of Fantastic Creatures, because it is appalling how underrepresented the interests of elves are."

"Don't get excited, Hermione!" Ivan quickly asked her to sit down.

Hermione looked annoyed, still staring at Ron disapprovingly, and Ron looked unhappy.

"Well, how can we do this?" Harry asked softly.

"First, we need membership," said Hermione emotionally. "I think participants pay two Sickles to buy badges, and the proceeds go toward printing and distributing leaflets. You're the Treasurer, Ron , I prepared a piggy bank for you upstairs. Harry, you are the secretary, and you need to write down everything I say now as a record of our first meeting. As for Alvin, I think You are suitable to be the president, because you are well-known in the magic world, which is good for our publicity, and you also have to deal with the Ministry of Magic. And I am the vice president of the Promotion Association, mainly responsible for all daily affairs, that's all."

For a while, no one spoke, and Hermione looked at the three of them happily.

Ivan frowned and stared at the articles of association written by Hermione. It seemed that Hermione had indeed searched a lot of information.

Ron stared at Hermione in surprise, his eyes bulged slightly, and he forgot to close his mouth.

Harry sat there, both annoyed by Hermione's behavior and amused by the look on Ron's face.

A moment passed, and there was a silence, a moment of calm before the storm.

"I'm not going!" Ron said directly, pushing away the badge in front of him.

"Ron?!" Hermione raised her eyebrows again, "We're saving the house elves."

"As I said, they like this, they like to be other people's slaves!" Ron said loudly stubbornly, "I don't want to follow you into the kitchen and mobilize them to stop working. I will never do that."

"No one likes to be a slave. It's extremely unfair to house-elves," said Hermione. "Whether wizards or house-elves, everyone is born equal. Wizards cannot build their magical civilization on the basis of the opposite." Above and beyond the efforts and exploitation of the house-elves, we must stop this phenomenon."

"You don't know anything about house-elves, Hermione!" said Ron. "Don't you convince me to join in your puke tricks."

"It's not a trick, it's not vomiting, it's house elf rights..."

Before Hermione finished speaking, Ron stood up from the chair and shouted with the loudest voice, "In my opinion, even if I vomit, I don't want to be like a fool with this badge hanging on my chest, and I'll be killed." others laughed at."

The two breathed and looked at each other, Ron's face was flushed, even the tips of his ears were red.

Then, he roughly picked up his prophecy homework and the quill and rushed back into the bedroom, and the sound of closing the door was exceptionally loud.

"Don't blame Ron, he's been under too much pressure lately, and made another night of miserable prophecies here!" said Harry.

He winked at Ivan, and hurried back to the bedroom to persuade Ron.

Chapter 532

Now, there are only Ivan and Hermione left in the common room.

Hermione still looked angry, but her eyes were a little red.

Obviously, Ron's reaction just now greatly stimulated her.

Don't look at her usual strong performance, but in some things, she is actually extraordinarily fragile.

"Don't take it to heart, Hermione, Harry is right, Ron is just under too much pressure, he didn't mean that." Ivan said, patted Hermione's shoulder lightly, "You know , what Malfoy insulted his parents a few days ago made him feel bad."

"I'm not angry, I'm shocked that he thinks house-elves like to be other people's slaves!" said Hermione, taking a deep breath. "Because everyone has this wrong idea, the elves' interests cannot be guaranteed.”

"Ron's ideas represent the ideas of most pure-blood witches. The magic world has been like this for several years. The relationship between wizards and house-elves has been going on for a long time. Everyone can accept it. I don't think it's meaningful. What's wrong, and no one will try to change anything."

"So, this is our job and the meaning of the House-Elf Rights Promotion Association!" Hermione turned to look at Ivan, her beautiful brown eyes brightened again, "House-elves have been enslaved for too long Now, they have forgotten to fight for their own rights. Under the control of the Department of Regulation and Control of Fantastic Beasts, they dare not do so. I have studied the existing laws. These laws were issued in a completely different background than now. The value of implementing it."

Hermione obviously conducted in-depth research and searched for a lot of information.

It is impossible to convince her in this regard.

And putting aside all emotional factors and inherent concepts, Ivan thinks what Hermione said has some truth.

It is indeed unfair to oppress and enslave house-elves like wizards, and restrain them with magic.

As for what Ron said, house elves like to be slaves to wizards, which is even more unreasonable.

Ron's concept is pure pure blood theory, and it is something that Voldemort and Death Eaters have always preached.

They believe that pure-blood wizards are born noble, and they extremely reject Muggles, Muggle-born wizards, and other non-human intelligent creatures. war.

Although most wizards oppose Voldemort and do not approve of his pure blood concept.

But no one may have thought that their treatment of house elves is very similar to that of Voldemort and Death Eaters.

If anything, the incident was horrific.

From earlier magical histories, it can be seen that house-elves and wizards did not have the deformed relationship they have now.

Over the centuries, wizards have waged wars against house-elves, conquering and enslaving them.

In the end, they completely destroyed the living environment of the house elves, making them a subordinate race of wizards and slaves of pure-blood wizards.

From then on, every house elf has to receive slavish training after birth. A slave who must serve the master for generations, cannot disobey the master's order casually, and must punish himself if he disobeys.

For house-elves, their highest right is to obey the orders of their masters.

They regard lifelong service to their masters as the greatest honor. Just look at Kreacher and you will know that his greatest dream is to be like his ancestors. Ancestral heads hang side by side on the walls of the Black family as a decoration.

This is absolutely incorrect and a deformed concept.

When Ivan returned to Hogwarts thousands of years ago, the relationship between Helga Hufflepuff and her house elf Duoduo was not like this.

The relationship between them is not enslaved and enslaved, Dodo is Hufflepuff's assistant and her friend.

She is also the first house-elf at Hogwarts, and the granddaddy of all house-elves.

Enslaving house-elves is not a tradition at Hogwarts.

Hermione's notion was right, someone should do something for the house-elves.

Especially Muggle-born wizards like Aiwen can understand the invisible discrimination that exists in the wizarding world.

He thought Hermione's approach was correct, but it was undoubtedly very difficult.

Relying on the power of a few young wizards, trying to reverse the mainstream deformed concepts formed in the magic world for centuries is tantamount to hitting a stone with a pebble.

It's all the more difficult when wizards and house-elves take it for granted.

Not all wizards are as conscientious as Hermione, and not all house-elves love freedom as Dobby.

"We can't stop doing it just because it's difficult!" Hermione looked at Ai Wen, as if she knew what he was thinking, "We have to face up to the difficulties, Ai Wen, think about the current situation of house elves. situation, someone has to do something for them!"

"But you should know that doing this is asking for trouble!" Aiwen said, "You can see from Ron's reaction that it is almost impossible to persuade those pure-blood wizards to change their views, and The house elves may not accept it, they are used to this kind of life, you may be opposed by everyone..."

"Someone has to do it, right?!" Hermione said softly, looking at Ivan with burning eyes.

There was unprecedented persistence and seriousness on her face, as if she had made up her mind to do this to the end.

Even if it is convenient for the entire magic world to be an enemy, even if it is convenient for all pure-blood wizards to oppose, she will not hesitate.

Because Hermione firmly believes that she is right and everyone else is wrong, she must stop this unfair slavery.

Although Aiwen feels that it is a silly behavior to inexplicably help house elves do things they don't want to happen, and to go against the mainstream concept of the magic world.

But if Hermione didn't do that, she probably wouldn't be Hermione!

This is not a matter of success, nor is it a question of being stupid, but it involves a person's beliefs and ideas.