Primordial Warlock of Hogwarts

The table that was kicked over made a beautiful 180-degree turn in the air.

Since DeWitt first put his legs close to the edge of the table and then exerted force after touching it, there was not much movement at the beginning of the whole process. It was not until the corner of the table tore the air and the tabletop and the scalding tea fell together that a huge sound was heard. the sound of.

All this happened so fast that the Malfoy couple didn't even have time to hum before they were hit by the thick and hard table top on the sky cover, and lost consciousness amidst a muffled sound followed by sporadic splashing sounds.

When Dobby heard the noise, he thought something was broken and immediately showed up to clean up. However, DeWitt was already wary of this servant of the Malfoy family and did not give him the slightest chance. Before Dobby could realize that his master Having been attacked, he was shrouded in the exploding cold fog and frozen into ice. Even Ms. Fierre pulled out her wand and fired a "fainting" shot at the same time, completely controlling Dobby - De Witt is very satisfied with the cooperation between the two.

"You watch these two people, don't let them wake up," DeWitt ordered, holding his wand and leaving quickly, he said, "I'll go search for something."

It stands to reason that such a large house would not be occupied by only two people. DeWitt's worst guess is that the movement just now alarmed more than one Dobby. If someone was on guard, he might not be able to save someone's life. After all, even if it was There must be a lot of servants and guards, right?But DeWitt ignored the abilities of house elves - just a house elf can take on the responsibilities of guarding and serving while taking care of a manor. The convenience of magic in this world is reflected here.

After going around and sweeping again, DeWitt, with his ignorant poor mind, could not figure out how a family of three could live in a manor. He went back in confusion and said to Ms. Feier strangely: "See you there." It's a ghost. There is no one else in the Malfoy family. The house is so big - only three people? There is also a small one who is not there. Isn't it a big family? Apart from people, they are white peacocks who are too fat to jump. .”

"That's right. The number of wizards is already small, especially in these pure-blood families. Only a small number of them marry with mixed-bloods, and most of them will only choose pure-blood partners for their offspring's spouses," Ms. Feier said: " In this way, there are fewer and fewer people, especially during the period when the Dark Lord is raging. Even if you surrender, you may not be able to save your life under the Dark Lord. In addition, a large number of mixed-race or wizards whose parents are ordinary people were killed... …The number of wizards has reached its lowest point.”

"Are they awake?" DeWitt asked, no longer pursuing the matter.

"I woke up once in the middle."

But the Malfoys were still lying on the ground half-dead. They returned to the house and put on anti-human postures. Their decent clothes were messed up by tea and tea leaves. They didn't know whether Ms. Fierre used magic or the soles of her shoes to make them. Continue to be quiet.

"Where are their wands?"

"Here it is." Ms. Feyre kept holding the Malfoy couple's wands behind her back.

Look at Dobby again, still frozen in the huge light blue ice block, and the look in his eyes still remains at the moment he was frozen.Before the Malfoys woke up, DeWitt's interest was more focused on the house elves.

"Tell me about house elves," DeWitt said to Ms. Fayre. "I remember you mentioned that the magic they use is not the same as that of wizards."

"There are also goblins and Gringotts employees. Their magic is also different," Ms. Feier said. "For example, Hogwarts has a magic that prohibits disembodiment, but this cannot prohibit house elves from using phantom." Apparition, they use this convenience to serve the students of Hogwarts."

DeWitt recalled that when he first entered school, one day he found that his underwear was missing - he came back too late that day and did not wash it himself - although it appeared clean by the bedside the next day, he still I burned the piece of clothing and threw it away, and squatted for half the night the next day, witnessing the entire process of the house elves taking away the clothes that needed to be changed and cleaning them. In this process, the house elves did not need to touch the clothes with their bodies. Casting spells didn't require a wand, so DeWitt was relieved - yes, most of the time he couldn't even believe the quirks of some well-dressed people, but he could be absolutely at ease with the qualities of house elves.

"Then that's weird," said DeWitt, raising the importance of house elves to another level. "How does a wizard control this thing?"

"It is said to be an ancient oath," Ms. Feier said: "That's what I read from an old book - when the first elf helped the wizard, it entertained the wizard for food and accommodation, and even healed his wounds. The wizard tricked it and used a flawed contract to make the elf swear an oath, then used it as a slave to show off to the other wizards, who were jealous - and so it was, until all the elves became house elves , all descendants are bound by the oath, and there is only one way to lift it, which is to give the house elves a piece of clothing - any clothes will do. Under normal circumstances, the house elves will refuse, which is worse than death for them. A serious threat."

It sounded quite pathetic, but it was very human, but DeWitt didn't care.

"I'm not a witness, so it's hard to evaluate. I don't see any traces of the oath. However, oaths will always twist, change, strengthen, or dissipate over a long period of time. But looking at the current situation, I am more inclined to the traces of the oath. Disappeared completely and merged into the two groups of wizards and house elves, but this is not important. Now I suddenly have an idea-" DeWitt can understand the jealous wizards, because after walking around Malfoy Manor , he was also jealous: "When will we get one done too?"

"There is a price but no market," Ms. Feier said awkwardly: "Generally, the ones that can be bought are either dying and the owner doesn't want to keep them anymore, or they are defective. The ones that are really useful are tied to the owner. Only serve one wizarding family for generations, unless... there is a wizarding family willing to voluntarily hand over their house elves."

"There will be a family soon," laughed DeWitt, and kicked Lucius Malfoy on the head. "Don't play dead—get up and let's talk."

DeWitt was completely fearless when dealing with wizards without wands, especially at such a close distance.What he really cares about is the frozen Dobby. Every time a certain period of time, he will add another water spell to continue Dobby's frozen state.

The Malfoys never thought they would have such a humiliating moment.

One second they were still cursing inwardly at the two blind "mud-legged men", the next second their vision went dark, and when they came to fully awake again, in addition to the pain of burns on their bodies, there was also dizziness on their foreheads. At the same time, it was also accompanied by strong labor pain, like a swarm of bees lingering in the ears, sometimes distant and sometimes close - for a while, the two people could not get up.

"Then just lie down." DeWitt didn't care what posture the two of them were listening to him in. He only cared about whether what he said was useful: "I just mentioned the oath... No, I still have some questions. Waiting for your answer."

"Listen up," DeWitt paced back and forth with dignity, his previous anger swept away, and he said loudly: "The first question is, you two, do you regret that you have been reduced to this situation? Do you feel uncomfortable?"