Primordial Warlock of Hogwarts

The food on the table was steaming hot, casting shadows like silk under the light of the chandelier.

Sirius talked about the convenience brought by electricity and praised Muggle technology. "It's just incompatible with magic," he smiled and said regretfully: "If you use too much magic, the electricity won't work."

The delicious smell of meat and soup is conveyed through the syllables that pop up in the conversation.Fresh vegetables and freshly baked pies have a wonderful sheen on them.At the beginning, when one person speaks, others will close their mouths and listen. Later, when the food enters the stomach, it turns into energy for human body activities, and then turns into heat exhaled from the mouth and nose, raising the temperature of the table. , increasing the level of excitement.

Without Hermione chatting with her, Ginny couldn't keep her eyes off Harry. Even when she cut the steak and put it in her mouth, she just lowered her head, her eyes seemed to be fixed on Harry.Harry lowered his head in thought. He drank the butterbeer as if he were drinking the bitter wine that had precipitated human voices.He will recognize himself, DeWitt thought, and suddenly felt Hermione holding his hand beside him.

"Ginny told me something about the house elves," Hermione's voice was lost in the chatter of the rest of the group. "I felt very unsafe, especially with Sirius and Kreacher..."

"Any word can be exploited," DeWitt said. "Your concerns are valid."

"Do you know anything about this?" Hermione asked: "You have to find a suitable time to talk to Sirius, right? And Kreacher looks... very pitiful. I know what you are going to say, although he scolded me, I hate him too – but that doesn’t stop me from sympathizing with him.”

"I have done some research on the loopholes in the oath," DeWitt said, "but I know almost nothing about house elves. But one thing is certain, the magic that binds them is real, although there is no concrete manifestation. And it is very strong, rooted in the blood of house elves, and lingers on their descendants after their death - this is why Sirius knew that Kreacher was at risk, but still dared to keep him by his side - because of the For elves, their master's orders are absolute. For house elves, it takes them long enough to realize that they can choose to misinterpret their master's orders."

"A bit like a devil's deal," Hermione lowered her voice, fearing that mentioning something would awaken something bad: "Taking advantage of loopholes and playing with punctuation."

"Yes, but I think most wizards have never thought that their house elves would do such a thing, or they don't think that this is the difficulty in convincing Sirius."

DeWitt and Hermione did not discuss this topic again until the end of dinner time.

It was time for the guests to leave. Even Harry, who was closest to Sirius Black, had to go back to his aunt's house. Judging from his expression, he must still be thinking.The Weasley children borrowed the fireplace in the house and flooed back.

When the only guests in the room were Hermione and DeWitt, they told Sirius about the hidden dangers of Kreacher and said that if they were Sirius, not only would they not be so comfortable letting Kreacher take charge of the kitchen, but they would also always Beware of Kreacher's attacks.Sirius smiled ambiguously, the kind of smile an adult would use to fool a child, and confidently said that a house elf would never betray its master. Even if that kind of creature hates its master to the core, it will not cause any harm to its master. courage.

At this time, Hermione knew that this persuasion was destined to be fruitless. As a newcomer who had not been in the magical world for a long time, she had to admit that she was lacking in knowledge no matter how many books she read. Maybe Kreacher was like Sirius. She said there was no danger, but she was overthinking it.

Hermione stopped talking, but Sirius suddenly said strangely: "You two..."

DeWitt responded in a low voice.

"It's so early," Sirius smiled slightly, this time the smile was no longer perfunctory, but with a sigh after putting himself in his shoes: "Even James and Lily... Harry's parents... are better than You are late."

Hermione blushed and moved closer to DeWitt's side.

One day half a month into the summer vacation, Ms. Feyre received a letter from Lucius Malfoy.Usually, the content of the letter includes some matters that need to be handed over, and these things do not need to be paid attention to by DeWitt, but this time it does not work. Ms. Feier handed the letter to DeWitt.

At that time, DeWitt was following his daily plan and meticulously completing the tasks he had set.When he took the letter, he glanced at Ms. Feier, a little dissatisfied with being interrupted.After unfolding the letter, he read the contents of the letter silently.

Skip the long list of honorifics at the top, and then skip the long greeting at the beginning.Lucius Malfoy mentioned in the letter that he had recently received threats from unknown persons and was in urgent need of assistance. He vaguely mentioned that the source of the threats was related to his former boss, who had a bad temper. , once it is discovered that he has changed jobs, he will become furious and make the Malfoy family pay a "very heavy price." Once that happens, it will be a small matter for the Malfoy family to completely disappear, but a big matter for them to no longer be able to work for Ms. Feier.Hopefully help will arrive in time.Finally, there are a few lines of extremely elegant modesty.

"It's a bit ridiculous. It declares one's own value and explains one's current situation. At the same time, it also reminds us that we can't live without them. They still have aristocratic pride," DeWitt said to Ms. Feier after reading it. : "Lucius actually said that he had received news from Voldemort, but I know that Voldemort's soul was as early as when I was in first grade..." He was silent for a moment and said, "Well... I have to think about it..."

Let’s review the news related to Voldemort again.DeWitt sat with his head on his hands as he recalled.From the back of first-year Quirrell's head to Tom Riddle's notebook.During this period, Voldemort once suppressed DeWitt, and DeWitt also fought back forcefully. Later, the diary that housed the soul was taken. It was considered that he took the initiative to send the diary to Emma Grossman. I saw it. The real power of a journal.

Voldemort, soul... With these two terms as the core, it continues to spread out a massive number of branches, clinging to Dumbledore, growing along Malfoy towards other people, connecting the trivial details together, like the branches on the top. The tall and lush tree was cut in half, and the almost soft branches and leaves that fell down bounced and collided, and finally calmed down and fixed into the shape of the answer.

"Go to the Malfoy manor," DeWitt frowned and said coldly, "This is an omen. This matter is definitely not that simple."