HP the red-haired savior

On September [-], Hisoka went to King's Cross Railway Station, walked through the partition wall to platform nine and three-quarters, he still carried three large leather boxes with one hand, and got on the train easily.

Hisoka carried the suitcases piled high and walked straight forward until he reached the exclusive compartment for the Malfoy family at the rear of the train. Hisoka stretched out his empty right hand and opened the door of the compartment.

There was no one in the car, which was normal because Hisoka had arrived extra early today.

Hisoka put the suitcase on the ground, and sat down on the soft sofa in the carriage.He took out a textbook - "A Year with the Tibetan Snowman" written by Gilderoy Lockhart, and read it with interest.He has always taken the attitude of reading novels to the books written by Lockhart, good things to pass the time.

Of course, Hisoka had read all the other useful textbooks before he started reading Lockhart's novel.

After more than an hour, the door of the carriage opened again, and Blaise walked in.

"Hey, Charlie, good morning!" Blaise raised his eyebrows when he saw Hisoka, and gave him a slightly frivolous smile, "What are you reading? Ah, it's Gilderoy Lockhart's book ah……"

"Look at it as a story, you can pass the time." Hisoka also smiled at Blaise, "Good morning, Blaise."

"Your tone of voice is so normal today, I'm not used to it..." Blaise looked at Hisoka pretending to be surprised, and sat down opposite Hisoka while putting his suitcase away.

"I'm in a good mood today~" Hisoka replied to Blaise with a smile.

"Well, you can do whatever you want." Blaise shrugged, with a rather casual expression on his face, "By the way, did you know that Mr. Malfoy and Arthur Weasley had a fight in Diagon Alley .”

"When?" Hisoka felt itchy when he heard "Mr. Malfoy" and "fight", but... Diagon Alley?He didn't think that Lucius Malfoy would have the leisure to go to Diagon Alley, unless he was shopping for school supplies with Draco, but, if it was that day, didn't Big Malfoy and Draco leave early Is it?

"It was the day when Draco went to Diagon Alley to buy a new book! Lockhart was still holding a book signing there!" Blaise said, "Mr. Malfoy had a fight with Arthur Weasley, and the two of them Scuffling together like a Muggle, and then being separated by Hagrid."

"Speaking of which, since this incident was exposed by the Daily Prophet, many nobles have been laughing at the Malfoy family openly and secretly!" The smile on Blaise's face was a bit sly, "However, my mother said, Mr. Malfoy There must be another purpose for doing this.”

"Mrs. Zabini?" Hisoka blinked. He had also heard about Blaise's mother, the head of the Zabini family, a beautiful woman with seven husbands.

"Ah, yes." Blaise showed a hearty smile, "My mother really appreciates Mr. Malfoy!"

"It's a pity, my father is completely loyal to the Malfoy family, and he is also completely loyal to my mother." At this moment, the door of the carriage was opened, and a boy with platinum hair came in.There was a hint of sullenness in his voice, but it wasn't aimed at Blaise.

"Oh, my lovely little prince Draco, what's the matter with you?" Blaise raised his eyebrows exaggeratedly, with a very rich expression on his face, "Who upset you? Your Blaise knight will definitely His Royal Highness seeks justice!"

"Come on, it's neither fish nor fowl." Draco sneered, and sat down next to Hisoka, but the haze in his eyes was much lighter.

"So, is Draco unhappy?" Hisoka left the book in his hand and came to Draco's silver-gray eyes, and Blaise also looked at him from the opposite side with a concerned expression.

"..." Draco pursed his lips and sighed slightly, "I always think that the house elf in our family is a bit weird."

"Which one are you talking about?" Blaise asked, looking casual, obviously not taking Draco's words seriously.

"It's the one called Dobby," Draco said, with a look of disgust on his face, "he's been talking about it lately, and always punishing himself... Tell me, is he sneaking around? Did you do something harmful to the Malfoy family?" At the end, Draco's voice became completely cold.

"Really?" There was a hint of disbelief in Blaise's eyes, "How could there be problems with alchemy products like house elves?"

Hisoka didn't know much about the "house elf" they called, he had only seen this alchemy species in books, and had never seen any house elf in reality.It's just that the house elves described in the book are [-]% servile. They were originally products of alchemy and were designed to serve wizards. Such a temperament is also natural.

But listening to Draco's words, it seems that this house elf called Dobby is a little strange.

"I don't know either." Draco frowned, his silver-gray eyes full of worry, "It's just... I always have a feeling in my heart that this house-elf is a little different."

"What to do after thinking so much," Hisoka narrowed his eyes, "it's just a house elf, even if there's something wrong, it's no big deal." His expression was completely indifferent, that kind of indifferent The attitude made Draco slightly relieved.

"You're right." He nodded. "It's just a house-elf."

None of the three people present thought that it was this house elf who almost caused big trouble for the Malfoy family.Draco didn't feel Dobby's trouble for the time being, but Harry Potter and Ron Weasley were in big trouble through and through.

They were a little late—not too late, just half an hour earlier than the departure point.Harry and Ron were the last to hit the partition wall and enter the station this time. The brothers of the Weasley family and the little sister Ginny had already entered the station early, and when Harry pushed the trolley to the partition wall When he hit it, he was bounced back by the wall.

Harry fell to the ground due to the huge reaction force, and Hedwig in the cage fluttered his wings in dissatisfaction. Harry was a little dazed, blinking his eyes, and didn't react for a long time.

"Hey, Harry, what's going on?" Ron also felt that something was wrong. He didn't care about Harry for a while, and rushed to the front of the partition with a slightly changed expression, reaching out to touch the partition.When he touched the uneven surface of the brick, Ron's face turned pale.

"Oh, Harry, I think we're in big trouble." The Muggles coming and going at King's Cross Railway Station had already noticed them, Ron pulled Harry up, and the two of them pushed the trolley towards the corner .

It wasn't until a secluded corner that Harry realized: "Ron! You can't get through the partition!"

"Yes, I have already discovered it." Ron frowned slightly. "This is not a prank. To be able to block the passage to platform nine and three-quarters, you must have a very powerful magic power!"

"No, the most important thing now is not to think about who did this." Hearing Ron's words, Harry didn't know why, and an ugly figure flashed in his mind immediately, "The most important thing now is that Hogg The Woz Express is leaving in half an hour, how do we get to platform nine and three quarters!"

"Oh, that's not an easy thing to do." Ron muttered annoyedly, "I don't think we'll be able to get in if we keep banging against the wall for half an hour."

"Yes, as long as the hands-on person hasn't given up." Harry understood Ron's meaning, he pursed his lips, slightly embarrassed, "I'm sorry, Ron, I think this is probably aimed at me, so ...I'm tired of you."

"What's that?" Ron patted Harry's shoulder carelessly, "We're friends, so there's nothing wrong with it—but, if it's directed at you, Harry, do you have anything in mind?" Guess who it might be?"

Harry thought it might be Dobby—because Dobby had caused him a lot of trouble this summer, trying to keep him from going back to Hogwarts, so Dobby could do it.So, Harry said: "During the summer vacation, I met a monster. He said he was a house elf named Dobby..." Harry told Ron everything that happened during the summer vacation, and Ron His expression is a bit complicated.

"House-elf?" He opened his eyes wide. "This is something that only ancient nobles have! There are only a few in a large manor!"

"An ancient nobleman?" Harry seemed to have thought of something.

"Well, yes," Ron nodded, "In addition to Hogwarts, only the nobles of Slytherin and Ravenclaw have house-elves in the British wizarding world."

Although Harry and Ron didn't speak, they secretly suspected those Slytherin pure-blood nobles in their hearts.

but……

"I think this elf doesn't seem to have any malice towards me," Harry said, with a slightly distressed expression on his face, "He seems to have come out to find me without telling the truth from the master, and has been punishing himself." Bee's warning to Ron

"So, he wants to protect you?" Ron's expression was also a little surprised, his eyebrows were raised high, almost flying into the bangs—even though he didn't have many bangs, "But, you can't Don't go to Hogwarts!"

Harry also became upset-the top priority before them now was to find a way to get to Hogwarts.

They tried a few more times, but still couldn't get past the partition.Not only that, but the Muggles at the train station were already looking at them with crazy eyes.

"I think we'd better go back to the car and wait," said Harry, "it's too much attention in here—"

"Harry!" Ron shouted, his eyes lit up, "Car! We can drive to Hogwarts!"

"But..." Harry hesitated, "It's not that you can't..."

"We're stuck, aren't we? We have to rush back to school, don't we? In a real emergency, little wizards can use magic." Ron said, "Restriction Regulation No. There are several regulations..."

Harry listened to Ron's eloquent talk, with a bit of excitement on his face: "Can you drive?"

"No problem." Ron said, turning the car towards the exit, "Let's go, if we hurry, we can still keep up with the Hogwarts Express!"