Chapter 1137

"Well, well," Harry and Ron both let go of the elves. They fell to the ground, but they didn't fight any more.

"As long as you two don't fight, everything's OK." Said Harry, looking at the two elves in front of him with a headache.

"Dobby, why are you with kretcher?" Ha, interest rate first asked, he called only kretcher.

"Master al asked me to stay there," dobby said. "And master al didn't give dobby any other instructions. Dobby wanted to come back here."

"Oh, of course, you can come back here..." Harry said with some headache. With his understanding of van Lin, van Lin definitely forgot dobby and left him in Sirius

Oh, and maybe Shannon, the crouch elf.

"So, clencher?"

"The master called me?" 'said kretcher hoarsely. He bowed and looked at Harry at the same time, which clearly showed that he didn't have a cold for Harry's master. In fact, it's not his fault.

Mrs. Black's influence on kretcher is extremely profound. After all, even if you lock a normal person with a paranoid maniac for a long time, more or less, the impact will be far-reaching.

Especially after seeing kretcher's loyalty to regullus, Harry didn't intend to blame him, but let him inherit

Cletcher, leave it to Sirius.

"Yes, I called you," said Harry, glancing at the door of Mrs. Pomfrey's office to make sure the whisper was still working; there was no sign that she had heard the noise.

"Actually, I want you to do one thing." Said Harry.

"Whatever the master asks, kretcher will do it," kretcher bowed deeply, and his lips almost touched his toes full of tumors. "Because kretcher had no choice, but kretcher was ashamed to have such a master. Yes -"

"dobby is going to do it, Harry Potter!" Dobby screamed, his tennis sized eyes full of tears. "It's a pleasure for dobby to help Harry Potter!"

Harry was speechless looking at two domestic elves, one rude and the other insane?

Can't you make a normal elf?

Shanshan is very capable, but she always cries.

"Hey, think about it, you two might do better together," Harry said with a headache.

"Well, then I want you to follow Draco Malfoy. " Harry ignored Ron's mixed expression of surprise and anger, and went on, "I want to know where he's gone, who he's meeting, what he's doing. I want you to follow him all day long. "

"Yes, Harry Potter!" Dobby said at once, his big eyes flashing with excitement. "If dobby does something wrong, dobby will throw himself off the top tower, Harry Potter!"

"No, don't do that," Harry said quickly. "Don't forget your master al Although he may have forgotten you. "

"The master asked me to follow the youngest son of Malfoy?" Said kretcher hoarsely. "My master asked me to spy on my old mistress's pure blood nephew?"

"It's him," Harry suddenly noticed a great danger and decided to take immediate measures to prevent it. "And I forbid you to warn him, kretcher, or tell him what you are going to do, or write him a note, or Or contact him in any way. Do you understand? "

He saw that kretcher seemed to be desperately searching for a loophole in the instruction he had just given, and Harry was waiting.

To his great satisfaction, after a while, kretcher bowed again and said with strong hatred, "the master is very thoughtful. Although kretcher would rather be Malfoy's servant, kretcher must obey his master's orders. Oh, yes..."

"That's settled," said Harry. "I want you to report to me regularly, but make sure you show up when there is no one around me. Ron, van Lin and Hermione are fine. But don't tell anyone what you're doing. Just stick to Malfoy like a pair of bandages with lumps. "

"Yes..." Kretcher was reluctant, but dobby liked it.

"By the way, kretcher, have you heard from Sirius?"

"The master has not been home for a long time, and kretcher is glad that there is no dirty man to disturb the old master's cleanliness."

"Really..." Harry was thinking maybe Sirius was still lying in the hospital, maybe he should write a letter to his godfather.

Harry and Ron Harry grinned and scurried across the portrait hole to the principal's office.

It's a rare relief. Don't worry if you'll be beaten by the professor tomorrow, and then Ron will recover. What's more, interesting things happen?

According to van Lin's practice, this is not schadenfreude. We, as friends, are deeply saddened by Ron's experience.

And most of all, lavender won't come back and pester Harry with questions about Ron.After the monster statue got the command "toffee finger biscuit", they jumped aside. Two men of Fanlin rushed up the spiral stairs two steps at a time and knocked on the door at eight o'clock.

"Come in." 'cried Dumbledore inside, but when Vaseline reached out to push the door, it opened from the inside. Standing professor trawley.

"Aha!" She exclaimed, pointing theatrically at Van Lin and Harry, blinking behind magnifying glass glasses.

"So, that's why I was thrown out of your office, Dumbledore!"

"My dear Sybil," said Dumbledore, a little angry, "there's nothing easy about it. The two of them do have an appointment with me, and I really don't think we have anything to say about that..."

"Professor lautney was hit hard. "If you don't get rid of that old horse that occupied the seat, well - maybe I'll go to another school that respects my talent more..."

She opened the door, rushed down the spiral staircase and disappeared; they heard her stumble as she went down, and Harry guessed that she had tripped over one of her own tardy shawls.

"Please close the door and sit down, you two," Dumbledore said wearily. The two men did, and they sat down in the old seat in front of Dumbledore's table, and noticed that the meditation basin was again placed among them, but beside them were two crystal bottles filled with revolving memories.

"So, Professor Trelawney is still angry about fezelen's teaching?" Van Lim asked, compared to Trelawney, ferrenze is obviously more suitable for this position.

"Yes," said Dumbledore. "The divination class is much more troublesome than I expected I haven't learned how to prophesy before. I can't let fazelun go back to the forbidden forest He's been kicked out of there, and Sybil Trelawney can't leave school. Because she has been living among us, she does not understand the dangerous environment outside the school castle. You see, she didn't know - I don't think it would be wise to tell her - that she had made that prediction about Harry, you and Voldemort Dumbledore sighed deeply and continued, "but don't worry about my teachers. We have more important things to discuss. First of all, Harry, have you finished the homework I left you in my last class? "

"Ah," Harry hesitated, for he had forgotten Dumbledore had asked him to go to Professor Slughorn because of all the things: phantom shift, Quidditch, Ron poisoning, his head injury, and his obsession with finding out what Draco Malfoy was going to do.

"Well, I asked Professor Slughorn after potions, Professor, but, uh, he didn't want to give it to me."

Dumbledore paused, then fell into silence.

After a while

"I see." Dumbledore finally spoke. He looked at the two men from above the half moon frame, making Harry feel as if he were looking in the mirror as usual.

You've done everything you can to do about it? You've used all your brains? Did you tap all your wisdom to get this memory?

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