Ancient Warlocks at Hogwarts

Around ten o'clock in the evening, Ron Neville and others in the dormitory had fallen into a sweet dream, but Andre quietly got up and left the room.

Of course he wanted to go to the school infirmary. If Dobby showed up, it would only be late at night when no one was there.

After arriving at the door of the infirmary, Andre heard the noise coming from inside as expected. It seemed that Harry and Dobby had already met up.

He did not rush to open the door, but chose to stand outside and listen to the conversation between the two people inside.

"So when school started, Ron and I couldn't get through the wall at platform nine and three-quarters because you cast magic there?" It could be heard that Harry was in a bad mood at the moment. His tone was full of anger and confusion.

"That's it, sir." Then came Dobby's voice: "Dobby hid nearby, waiting for Harry Potter, and then blocked the passage. Afterwards, Dobby had to burn his hand with an iron, but Dobby didn't care. , Sir, Dobby thought that Harry Potter was safe now, but Dobby never imagined that Harry Potter would actually take another route to school."

"Dobby was so shocked when he heard that Harry Potter had returned to Hogwarts. He burned the master's dinner! It was such a severe whipping. Dobby had never experienced it before, sir..."

"You almost got me and Ron expelled from school." This was Harry speaking. Andre noticed that his mood seemed to be getting more and more irritable. "You'd better leave here now and never show up again." In front of me, otherwise I'm afraid I might strangle you to death if I can't help myself."

However, his words did not frighten the house elf inside. Andre heard him say calmly: "Dobby is used to the threat of death. Dobby hears it five times a day at home."

I don't know if this experience reminded Harry of his miserable childhood in the house on Privet Drive. His tone suddenly softened, and his attention was even drawn to irrelevant places: "You, Who is your master? Dobby."

"No, Dobby can't tell his master's name, that's not allowed." Unfortunately, this question was obviously not one that the house elf dared to answer. Andre could even hear him beating his body hard, as if listening to It felt like it was his fault that Harry had asked the question, but soon he started talking about today's events again: "Harry Potter must go home! Dobby thought his Bludger would definitely work. ..”

"Your Bludger!?" Only now did Harry realize how ridiculous it was that he suspected that the Slytherin team's Bludger had been tampered with during the day. The real murderer was actually standing in front of him at this moment. A house elf who looked completely harmless asked, "What do you mean, your Bludger? Did you let that Bludger hit me and kill me?"

"I didn't hit you to death, sir, I definitely didn't hit you to death!" Dobby's voice began to become frightened: "Dobby wanted to save Harry Potter's life! He was sent home after being seriously injured, and it was better than waiting for him. Be strong here, sir. Dobby just wants Harry Potter to be slightly injured and sent home!"

"Oh! That's it?" Harry's words immediately rang out: "I guess you won't tell me why you want me to be sent home in pieces, right?"

"Ah, I wish Harry Potter knew!" You could hear even a hint of crying in the elf's tone: "I wish he knew what he means to us humble, enslaved little people in the magical world. What! Dobby hasn't forgotten the time when the Devil Who Must Not Be Named was at his most powerful, sir! Wizards treated us house elves like vermin, sir! Of course, they still treat Dobby that way. , but in general, since you defeated the devil who must not even be named, the situation of us people has been greatly improved. Harry Potter survived, and the evil devil's magic was broken It's a new beginning, sir. For those of us who thought the dark days would never end, Harry Potter shines like a beacon of hope, sir... But now, in Hogwarts, something terrible is about to happen. Dobby can't let Harry Potter stay here, because someone is plotting to sneak into the castle and take Harry Potter and a man named Ivanov. Caught..."

When he said this, Dobby suddenly froze. He seemed to realize that he had said something he shouldn't have said, and then Andre heard the sound of a water bottle breaking. It was obvious that he was punishing himself.

But what made Andrei even more surprised was that he heard his last name - Ivanov.

There is no second student named Ivanov in the Hogwarts castle.

After eavesdropping on the conversation for so long, he didn't want to wait any longer, so he pushed open the door to the infirmary before Harry could ask a question.

"Andre!" Seeing his appearance, not only Dobby hid beside the bed, but Harry also shouted in surprise.

"It's me," Andre glanced at Dobby who left immediately without apparating, then he felt relieved and said to Harry: "When we were on the court before, I suspected it was a goblin or a house elf. I cast a spell on the Bludger, because only a magic system that is completely different from that of our human wizards would cause the counter-spell I recited to have no effect at all. I didn’t expect that an elf was behind it.”

"His name is Dobby," Harry quickly explained: "Although I also think his mind is not normal, but if he didn't lie, maybe he didn't mean to kill me."

"Of course, sir, how could Dobby have the idea of ​​harming Harry Potter!" When Dobby heard Harry say this, he immediately stood up and said quietly but firmly.

"Don't worry, I didn't just arrive, I heard your conversation just now." Andre said to Harry with a smile: "I just have a few questions that I want to ask this guy, Dobby, right? "

"Yes, yes." Dobby nodded. Maybe because Andre was Harry's friend, the house elf didn't have the idea of ​​​​escaping immediately, but even so, it can still be seen that he has a little bit of talent. A little nervous.

"You said someone wanted to kidnap me and Harry from Hogwarts Castle?"

"No, Dobby didn't say that. Dobby was talking about Harry Potter and a man named Ivanov." Dobby shook his head.

"I am Ivanov, Andrei Ivanov." It seems that although his reputation has spread throughout the British wizarding world with the Daily Prophet, among marginalized groups such as house elves, there is still no savior. The name of Mr. came so loudly.

"Ah! You are Ivanov!" Dobby exclaimed in surprise. He did not expect that the person he had just leaked about someone plotting to capture would appear in front of him the next moment.

"Yes, now can you tell me who wants to take Harry and me away?"

But Dobby still refused to tell who it was. He moved his bare feet and retreated from the edge of Harry's bed to the corner of the wall.

"Dobby can't say, Dobby will be beaten to death by his master. Dobby can only tell Harry Potter and Mr. Ivanov that someone is planning a conspiracy. Before it happens, Harry Potter Especially Mr. Ivanov should go home instead of staying at Hogwarts, it's too dangerous..."

"Is it Malfoy? Lucius Malfoy." It was obviously impossible for the house elf to take the initiative to tell who was behind the scenes, so Andre could only reveal his master's name himself. .

When Dobby heard Lucius Malfoy, his already protruding eyes seemed to jump out of their sockets. He opened his mouth and made a "ho ho" sound in his throat, but did not say anything for a long time. One sentence.

Harry was also startled. He asked in disbelief: "Is it really Lucius Malfoy? Malfoy's father in Slytherin?"

"No, not the master!" Dobby finally spoke at this time, and he retorted sharply: "Although the master is also very bad, he did not want to capture Harry Potter and Mr. Ivanov, he just ...It was just that he was forced by the subordinates of the devil who cannot be named, and he had to hand over the diary..."

It actually involved Voldemort. Andre was refreshed and everything seemed to be connected. The reason why Lucius didn't throw Voldemort's diary to Ginny was because the diary was taken by other Death Eaters. Even though only Voldemort's men appeared in Dobby's words, Andre knew better than anyone that if Voldemort hadn't returned to England, none of his originally loyal men would have done anything under the eyes of the Ministry of Magic. Big move.

And Lucius is not an ordinary person. As the leader of one of the 28 Saint Clan, he is well-known in the British wizarding world for his wide connections. This is not an order given by Voldemort himself. Other Death Eaters want to take things away from him. , is not an easy task.

In addition, the house elf mentioned that he and Harry were captured. This matter was also inseparably related to the disappearance of the Vanishing Cabinet that he had discovered before. He wanted to enter Hogwarts in the middle of the semester, and then quietly put them away. The two students were taken away from the castle. Except for the Vanishing Cabinet, which was originally stored on the second floor, only Dumbledore could do this.

However, the clues obtained so far are not enough to prove whether it is related to Flint's attack and Jerome's disappearance.

"So, your master is Lucius Malfoy!?" While Andre was still secretly reasoning about all the accidents that had happened in the castle this semester, Harry couldn't help shouting to Dobby.

"Oh, bad Dobby, bad Dobby, he revealed his master's name!" Dobby immediately burst into tears and banged his head on the floor. Although Harry had seen this scene before - Black Kreacher also liked to punish himself in this way - but when he saw it again, he still couldn't bear it. He was planning to send out a series of questions and could only hold it in his mouth.

"Don't embarrass him. House elves can't choose their own masters. You should know this very well. Don't you still know the relationship between Kreacher and Sirius?" Andre naturally wouldn't let Harry mistakenly think that Dobby was sent by Lucius. He said: "Although Dobby's actions seem extremely stupid to us, we have to admit that he does want to help you. At least he told us that there is someone in the dark." Planning a conspiracy."

"Do you really believe what he said?" It's just that Harry still had some doubts about Dobby's words. When he learned that the owner of the house elf was the father of Draco Malfoy, whom he hated most, this doubt could not be solved. Avoidance arose in his mind.

"Of course, no one will send a house elf to harm you, especially for a person from a pure-blood wizard family." Andre nodded. He knew very well about Dobby, an alien among house elves. The other party will definitely not be a spy sent by Malfoy.

"The master didn't ask Dobby to come, it was Dobby who was worried about Harry Potter's safety." Dobby himself tried his best to make it clear that this matter had nothing to do with Malfoy.

"I believe you, Dobby, but you have to tell me who went to Malfoy's manor and took the diary away, and then how much of the conversation you heard between them." Andre was relieved first. One sentence, and then began to ask for more specific information. If you want to find out the executor hiding in the castle, relying on the clues obtained before is not enough.

Perhaps it was the kindness he showed that made Dobby finally let go of his guard. The house elf, who was only wearing a pillow towel, hesitated for a long time and finally said, "I don't know him. I just saw him when I was mopping the floor at home." He suddenly entered the manor and found the owner. He told the owner that the devil who could not even be named was back. Of course, I didn't believe it. Harry Potter had defeated that person, but the owner did not refute him. , instead, he handed him a black diary as he requested."

"Then he told the master that they would enter Hogwarts this year and capture Harry Potter and a man named Ivanov, that is, you, sir, before the Demon King who cannot even be named. , I didn’t dare to listen to what he said next, and he soon left the manor.”

Andre had a slight headache. His guess just now was not wrong. Voldemort was indeed back, but the most important thing was that he took the diary himself. This would make it more difficult to completely eliminate the Dark Lord in the future.

However, it doesn’t make much sense to think about such distant problems now. We still have to solve the immediate trouble first, so he continued to ask Dobby: “So, did you see the man who went to find your master? What did he look like? ?Are there any distinctive features?”

"Yes... he is a middle-aged wizard with brown hair, about six feet three tall. He is wearing a black robe. The most conspicuous thing is that he has a red mark on his forehead."