Chapter 542

"Dobby really paid, dobby knew he had to pay for things... Dobby helped him put yinsike directly into the money box in the drawer in order to make it more convenient for the boss!"

"Oh, I think you should put the money in the boss's hand, or at least somewhere else he can see."

"Hermione, I don't think that's important now. The key is... Dobby, can you wear socks? And have your own silver Sike?"

"Isn't that hood the most problematic? It looks like a thief..."

Marca watched Hermione, Ron and Harry gather around dobby, the house elf. You asked me one by one. They all looked very curious. Nothing else, just because dobby is really a different kind of house elf.

ok Maybe it shouldn't be called a "domestic" elf now, because he seems to be free now?

"Dobby, I remember you were brought back to Malfoy Manor by Lucius? Why are you here now? What happened to Malfoy's house?" Maka waved to everyone first, and then asked dobby, "I think Mrs. Malfoy can't give you freedom?"

Lucius is still in the Ministry of Magic - he didn't even participate in the escape, as if he had been forgotten by everyone; Draco has been in Hogwarts recently, living in depression every day.

If Malfoy Manor had a master, it was only Draco's mother, Madame Malfoy.

"Oh, sir, do you know Dobby's old master?" dobby suddenly showed a sad expression when he heard the speech, and his big bat like ears drooped in distress, "Since the master was taken away, the house has become empty... Poor lady, she couldn't sleep all night. Maybe the lady was not careful enough. She handed dobby some coats that needed to be changed instead of giving them to the maid as usual. Well... Since the Dark Lord arrived, the maid has disappeared. How should she give them to one What about people who don't exist? "

"Then you left?" Marca thought. "You know you are different from other house elves. You always want to change some more 'valuable' work..."

"No, no, dobby didn't go." the elf grabbed his ear and shook his head again. "There's no one at home at all. If dobby also went, how should his wife live? But... But..."

"But what?" Hermione hurriedly asked.

Just listening to Dobby's few words can almost outline a particularly bleak family scene. In this case, even Ron, who has always hated the Malfoy family, can hardly gloat for a time.

"The lady is gone," dobby cried sadly. "Dobby didn't even find out when she disappeared. She disappeared from home at once! Dobby didn't know what to do, but dobby couldn't just stay at home and wait... Dobby told himself that he should come out and look for it."

"As far as I know, the Malfoy family doesn't take care of you. Is it worth running out and looking for? What's more, you're free now!" Maka glanced at Dobby's broken clothes. It was obviously changed from old clothes, but after all, it was a set of decent clothes.

You know, domestic elves don't wear clothes all their life. They only wrap a pillowcase around their body and tie a few knots casually. They won't fall off, even if they are covered.

For every domestic elf, being given clothes by the owner's house is equivalent to giving him freedom. Not to mention whether the domestic elves with deep-rooted slavery ideas can accept it, at least dobby still likes freedom very much.

"The old master is not too good to dobby..." dobby was about to say something, but in the twinkling of an eye, he was surprised that he said something he shouldn't say, and seemed a little frightened. "No, no - bad dobby! The old master is very good to dobby, has food and shelter, and has a lot of work to do every day - how can dobby speak ill of his master?"

"Do you call this' good to you '?" Hermione murmured. "I don't think so..."

But dobby was obviously not interested in Hermione's words. Although he was really different from other house elves, the house elves thought of generations also set a criterion for him. At least he didn't resist the mission of "working for wizards".

"... anyway, dobby has to find his wife, otherwise if the master and little master go home, they will be very worried if they can't find his wife!"

For a long time with a specific group of people, there will always be some inexplicable feelings. About this, even those silent people who have been imprisoned and abused in the United States are no exception, let alone dobby in front of us.

"So you almost starved to death?" Maka looked at aberforth, but the other party didn't give a response at all, and still looked down at the book.

Dumbledore once joked that he was not sure that his brother must be literate, which was obviously a joke.

"Dobby can't take other people's food, dobby can't be a bad guy -" the elf frowned. "If you don't work, you shouldn't fill your stomach."

Maka nodded casually, but her mind had drifted elsewhere. From Dobby's point of view, Malfoy Manor should be in a state of no one. It's hard to say where Draco's mother went.

Of course, it doesn't seem to have much to do with him. Even Lucius Malfoy, he just promised Draco to try to get it out for him. What to do in the end depends on the situation!

Maka was just curious about dobby, the elf who suddenly appeared. After that, he didn't ask any more questions, but looked at Hermione and them talking around the elf.

However, Luna is not very interested in the elf. She prefers those strange and mysterious magical creatures, such as domestic elves, but she doesn't care so much.

Compared with dobby, she seemed to pay more attention to the picture on the wall. Since just now, she has been staring at the girl walking by the woods in the picture. She hasn't left her eyes for a moment.

Perhaps she finally noticed Luna's pure eyes. Ariana turned and walked slowly towards the frame to Luna's face.

Ariana is not very talkative, and Luna usually doesn't talk much. Across the canvas, they looked at each other in different worlds and looked at each other silently.

Maka looked at the two girls of different ages and found that there were some obvious similarities between them. Their eyes are also ethereal and pure, and in general, they are also very quiet.

"Aberforth, I suddenly have a question," Maka said softly, standing behind aberforth. "Do you think your brother is looking for Ariana?"

"Hmm?" aberforth, who had no big reaction, finally raised his head again after hearing his cold topic, "what do you think?"

"I don't seem to have mentioned it to you before - your brother actually went to a place," Maka youyou said. "It's very close to death, very close..."

"Impossible!" aberforth curled his lips, but did not go on.

Maka knew that aberforth had never forgiven his brother, because he had been blaming each other, and the reason was Ariana, the sister who died carelessly in the chaos.

Perhaps albus knew that Dumbledore also felt guilty about his sister's death, but albus, who loved his sister, would never admit it.

With regard to all Dumbledore's actions and ideological judgments, Marca actually didn't think that the other party would take his sister Ariana as his driving force and goal on the magic journey. But Dumbledore's "selfishness" made him have to agree with his sudden guess.

Will Albus Dumbledore, who has always been responsible for spreading great love, act for selfishness? Today's Maka really doesn't dare to deny it easily.

Maka thought for a moment. She simply opened a chair and sat down at the small table. While watching Hermione and Luna's every move, she secretly fell into her own thoughts.

Leisure time always passes quickly. Taking into account the time before crowded in the street, it's not long before we should figure out where to fill our gradually empty stomach.

During the conversation, dobby became familiar with everyone. Hermione even made an appointment with him. She could come back to the street with him when she was free.

She really spared no effort to liberate the domestic elves!

"Let's go! Go and squeeze three brooms. There will always be a seat." Marca said to everyone. "Think about what you want to eat first, and you can eat what you want as soon as possible in a moment!"

"I warn you! Don't mention other bars here!" aberforth glared at him and said in a rough voice.

"Come on!" Marca said, "who told you that the food here is too bad? If I say, you should improve your diet, or many better things can help -"

"Go away!" aberforth glared at him again.

After lunch and a stroll, Marca should go back to Hogwarts for her appointment. Professor McGonagall is a very strict and punctual person. He doesn't want to be late later.

After saying goodbye to dobby, everyone covered their noses and stormed through the back utility room, and then rushed all the way to the three broom bar at the other end of the village.