Everyday players at Hogwarts

"And Sirius." Draco added helplessly.

Kreacher then closed his mouth, but still muttered unwillingly against his fleshy nose as big as a pig's.

Harry watched all this in shock. This elf was simply the opposite of Dobby. He was as annoying as Dobby was pathetic.

"How did you-" Harry looked at Sirius.

"Not Molly yet. She trusts house elves more than me, especially in a car that has not yet been tested for actual flight." Sirius shrugged.

At the same time, Harry noticed from the corner of his eye that the curtains in his house were suddenly drawn up, making it look airtight.

It seemed that Uncle Vernon had noticed their arrival.

"The old traitor with dirty blood and his little brats, Kreacher can only protect them. My poor mistress, if she knew something underground, what would she say to old Kreacher? Oh, how shameful Ah, poor old Kreacher, what can he do—" Kreacher found another loophole.

Kreacher was like a veteran who had been working for many years. He easily found the loopholes in his master's orders and went to break through them.

Dobby is an honest kid in comparison.

Harry couldn't help but think after hearing Kreacher's dirty words again.

"Shut up, Kreacher! Don't mention my mother." Sirius couldn't help scolding, just when Kreacher wanted to continue to say something, "And don't mention Ron and his family!"

Kreacher finally closed his mouth unwillingly.

"Don't be surprised Harry, he stayed alone for too long, received some crazy orders from my mother's portrait, and talked to himself, but he was a hateful elf before." Sirius turned his head and said.

"Harry, why haven't you answered my question yet?" Ron interrupted.

"It's a house elf. His little master is a fan of mine. Knowing that this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is a dangerous person, he sent him to prevent me from returning to Hogwarts." Harry shrugged.

"Dangerous person? The mysterious man is no match for you, Harry. His little master must be a little kid who hasn't gone to school yet." Ron said.

"That's right." The little devil Draco nodded in agreement.

"Harry, there are independent news channels among house elves. Harry, do you know the name of that elf?" Sirius woke up and looked at Kreacher, "Kreacher, answer our questions seriously in a moment. ."

"——Back from Azkaban, he is now dictating Kreacher. My mistress! Old Kreacher can only listen to the prodigal's orders."

"What would she say if she knew that the young master spent a large sum of gold as soon as he came back? She swore that she would not recognize him as her son, and now he is back again and spending money indiscriminately. It is said that he is still a murderer——" Klee Che muttered a lot of sarcastic remarks about Sirius, but reluctantly agreed.

Regarding these words, Sirius looked like a breeze blowing on his face. It seemed that as long as Kreacher didn't talk about other people, he didn't feel anything wrong.

He looked at Harry, and Ron and Draco also looked over curiously. They all wanted to know who the little master was.

But Ron was thinking more, "I hope it's not a little girl. Ginny will cry again if she finds out."

"His name is Dobby," Harry said calmly.

Draco and Ron both gasped, but Ron's reaction was a little slower.

"Dobby?" This was Draco.

"Harry, you won't forget, will you?" This is Ron.

Harry looked confused, as if he was the only one in the world who didn't know why.

Fortunately, Sirius was still with him. Sirius was also confused, but he looked at Kreacher and signaled him to answer quickly with his eyes.

"Dobby? Lucky Dobby! Oh, it's not like old Kreacher who can only serve the rebellious young master."

"How great to be with the kind-hearted Miss Sissi!" For the first time, Kreacher's old face was no longer full of resentment towards Sirius, it was jealousy, jealousy towards Dobby.

"Is he lucky? Dobby often abuses himself! Not only did his master not stop him, but he also asked him to increase his efforts!" Harry asked in confusion.

Ron and Draco on the side wanted to speak clearly, but after hearing Harry's words, they immediately shut up.

"Harry Potter doesn't understand. It's Dobby's fault. Dobby is a shameful bastard." Kreacher spat harshly, and then used the same words as when Ron heard Harry pronounce Voldemort's name for the first time. With a frightened look on his face, he said: "Dobby thinks about—thinks about—freedom all day long!"

"What's wrong with that?" Harry said.

He didn't understand why he couldn't pursue freedom in a place that obviously didn't like him and tortured him. This sudden and angry doubt made Harry forget that something was wrong with Ron and Draco just now.

"Harry Potter, a house elf has no right to be unhappy. How dare you comment on the attitude of his master! Kreacher cannot understand! Kreacher has not fallen to that level yet! Kreacher is ashamed of his freedom!" Kreacher said angrily Staring at his gray eyes, but what was puzzling was that even though he was offended to this extent, Kreacher still didn't say anything strange about Harry. You should know that Harry is a mixed-race. He just muttered in a low voice, "Poor Miss Sissi, young Master Draco, is surrounded by such an elf, what will happen if my mistress knows about it, but Kreacher can only serve the young master, there is no other way."

"Draco?"

"Dobby belongs to your family!"

"Did you send Dobby to intercept these letters?" Harry looked in disbelief.

"Yes, but I didn't send Dobby."

"Besides, I don't know who the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor will be next semester?" Draco frowned and answered in a confused tone.

"It must be Lucius!" Sirius suddenly shouted.

"I knew he must have wanted to cut off the contact between you and Harry."

"I saw it last time. He was the only one who cared about the fact that the Malfoys were the only ones!" Sirius analyzed.

"What about my letter? And yours." Ron pointed to the letters written in crooked handwriting in Harry's arms, which were his own.

"Lucius mentioned a marriage with the Parkinson family last time. He must be afraid of Draco's opposition, so he cut off the contact between you first, including me and Harry."

"It's also possible that the house elf named Dobby intercepted all of Harry's letters to prevent you from contacting him through any third party." Sirius said confidently.

"Yes, I have been urged by my father to contact Pansy today."

"I asked why he didn't stop me from writing to Harry. It turns out he still has this skill." Draco nodded.

House elves cannot do unnecessary things without their master's instructions, even Dobby.

Draco thought.