Chapter 141 - 141 Capitalists want to cry when they hear it.

Chapter 141: Chapter 141 Capitalists want to cry when they hear it.

"So how much do you want to be paid?" Dracula was a little speechless, and then asked.

Dobby showed a very bright smile on his face, and tears of joy filled his eyes again.

"Mr. Dracula, Dobby wants wages just to buy enough clothes for Dobby to wear! Compared with wages, Dobby still likes work more!" Dobby said, "So, Dobby is a free elf, sir, Dobby only needs one Sickle every day and one day off every month!" Nnêw n0vel chapters are published at novelhall.com

"One Sickle every day?" Dracula's eyes twitched, "Your monthly salary is not even two Galleons, and you can't even buy a nice set of clothes."

How can there be such a conscientious labor force in this world? I'm afraid that even the black-hearted capitalists in the Muggle world dare not exploit their employees like this. If they dared to know that there are such employees, they would probably be moved to tears...

"It's okay, sir, the clothes Dobby has now are enough to wear for a long time!" Dobby said very contentedly, "Dobby has calculated that three sets of clothes are enough for a year! One set each for summer and winter, and one set for spring and autumn!"

"So what you call wearing clothes... is simply finding a set of clothes to wear, rather than wanting to change into better-looking new clothes?" After listening to Dobby's magical speech, Dracula became more helpless.

"Of course, house elves don't need those nice clothes!" Dobby said confidently, "Dobby can even wear a pillowcase for several years!"

"I can't meet your request." Dracula shook his head, "What kind of salary is one silver Sickle a day? If this gets out, people might think I'm a stingy evil capitalist... Where can you let me put my face?"

"How about this, according to your conditions, change Sickles to Galleons, and pay one gold Galleon a day." He calculated a little and changed a condition that he thought was not good, "As for rest days, it's the same as the students of Hogwarts, two days off on weekends, so Is it acceptable?"

"So... seven Galleons a week, two days off?" Dobby counted on his fingers for a long time, and suddenly shuddered, "So much money and vacation time... this is terrible!"

"More than seven Galleons a week..." Dracula was silent for a moment, and then said, "Dobby, do you know that if your salary is a little lower and your vacation time is deducted, you will be no different from those free house elves."

"But... Dobby is a free house elf..." Dobby stared at Dracula in front of him with his big green eyes in confusion.

Dracula raised his hand to support his forehead.

Free and freedom are the same word, "free", Dobby understood Dracula's free house elves as free house elves.

"Mr. Dracula, it's not that Dobby wants to bargain, but you've given too much!" Dobby seemed to see that Dracula had nothing to say, and explained flatteringly, "Sir... Dobby likes freedom, but Dobby doesn't want too much freedom. Dobby likes work more!"

It would have been better if Dobby didn't explain, but when he did, Dracula was completely helpless.

It can only be said that even for a progressive elf in the magic world like Dobby, it will take time to escape the ideological confinement of a house elf.

Dobby has been taking care of Malfoy Manor for a long time, and he is very good at using magic to grow flowers. He thinks this strange flower is very suitable for Dracula's temperament, so he cultivates them very carefully.

As Dracula's new housekeeper, Dobby has been taking care of Dracula's office very carefully.

But it only took him a week to completely take care of Dracula's office, including shopping, cleaning and decoration.

Then Dobby was free.

In the past, he not only had to take care of the entire Malfoy Manor by himself as a house elf, but also had to accept the accusations and various temporary instructions from the Malfoys.

Even so, Dobby was still able to take time to sneak out and "rescue" Harry Potter from the threat of the Dark Lord...

It is conceivable how efficient he is at work.

Now it is just an office, even if there are some tasks in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom and the Dueling Club, Dobby still feels bored.

When there is not enough work, Dobby feels a strong sense of guilt, thinking that this lazy life is not what a qualified house elf should enjoy.

So, he slipped into the kitchen on the basement floor of Hogwarts Castle to help other house-elves working at Hogwarts...

"Buddy, I tell you, I am definitely the most successful house-elf now!" In the kitchen of Hogwarts, Dobby was washing dishes while holding his head high and showing off to the house-elves he had just met next to him.

"Why do you say that?" Buddy, the house-elf working in the kitchen, asked curiously.

"Because I am a house elf with my own wages!" Dobby said proudly, "I can earn 30 silver Sickles a month, which means that in less than half a year, I can buy a set of clothes with my own money!"

"What?!" Buddy showed a horrified expression and moved aside a few steps, as if he didn't want to stand with Dobby. "Who is your master? How could he let you degenerate to the point of taking wages? Buddy is really ashamed of you!"

"Come on, Buddy, don't you want to wear a new set of clothes?" Dobby asked, "Being able to earn wages means that we can buy clothes with our own money!"

Dobby's topic about buying clothes for himself finally aroused Buddy's curiosity. He suppressed the unreal feeling in his heart and asked:

"So your Why does the owner give you a lot? "" Because there is no owner, more than a free family raising elf! "Domabi said," I was hired by Mr. Dracula, he spent money to hire me to work for him. "" Mr. Dracula is really the greatest person I have seen. "Budi was frightened, shook his hands in his hands, and smashed the plate in your hand on the ground." You said you have no owner, are you free to raise a small elves? " Attention. The little pitch in the kitchen was cutting vegetables. When he heard Budi's voice, his face was gloomy. "We don't need a depraved house-elf like you to help in the kitchen of Hogwarts!" he said viciously.

The kitchen door slammed shut.