Chapter 541: Looking for Mrs. Dobby

"Dobby has really paid for it, Dobby knows that you have to pay for shopping ... In order to make the boss more convenient, Dobby also helped him to put Yinxi Ke directly into the cash box in the drawer!"
"Oh, I think you should put the money in the boss's hands, or at least somewhere else he can see."
"Hermione, I don't think that's important anymore. The point is ... Dobby, do you wear socks? And you have your own silver sic?"
"Isn't that hood the most problematic? It looks like a thief would wear it ..."
Marka looked at Hermione, Ron, and Harry next to the elf that raised Dobby. You asked me sentence by sentence, and they all looked quite curious. Nothing else, just because this is more of a stranger than domestic elves.
Ok! Maybe it shouldn't be called a "domestic" elf now, because he seems to be free now?
"Dobby, I remember that you were brought back to Malfoy Manor by Lucius? Why are you here now? What happened to the Malfoy family?" Maca waved to everyone first, then to Dobby Inquired, "I think it's impossible for Mrs. Malfoy to set you free?"
Currently Lucius is still in the Ministry of Magic-he has not even been able to participate in the escape, as if everyone has forgotten it; and Draco has been in Hogwarts recently, every day Lived gloomily.
If Malfoy Manor had a host, it was only Draco's mother, Mrs. Malfoy.
"Oh, sir, do you know Dobby's old master?" Dobby heard the words, and suddenly showed a sad expression, and his big bat-like ears were pulled down in distress, "Since the owner was taken away, The house became empty ... Poor lady, she couldn't sleep all night and all night. Probably the lady was not careful enough, and she gave Dobby some coats that needed to be washed instead of giving them as usual. Maid. Okay ... Since the Lord Dark Lord has arrived, the maid is gone. How can she hand over her clothes to a group of non-existent people? "
"Then you leave?" Maca thought for a while. "You know you're not the same as other house elf. You always want to change to a more valuable job ..."
"No, no, Dobby didn't leave." The elf pursed his ears and shook his head again vigorously. "There would be no one at home. If Dobby had gone, how would the wife live? But ... but ..."
"But what?" Hermione hurriedly asked.
Hearing more than these few words can almost outline a particularly bleak family scene. In this case, even Ron, who had always hated Malfoy's family, would not be able to gloat for a while.
"Mrs. is gone," Dobby said in a crying voice, miserably. "Dobby didn't even find out when she was gone, all of a sudden-disappeared from the house! Dobby didn't know what to do. What to do, but Dobby can't just stay at home and wait ... Dobby tells himself that he should come out and look. "
"As far as I know, Malfoy's family doesn't take care of you? Is it worth you to run out to find it alone? What's more, you are now free!" Maca Chao's torn clothes Glancing at it, it was obviously changed with old clothes, but after all, it was a fairly formal suit.
You know, domestic elves do n’t wear clothes all their lives. They just wrap a pillowcase on their bodies and tie a few knots on their bodies.
For every domestic elf, clothing given by the host's home is equivalent to giving it freedom. Not to mention whether domestic elves with deep-rooted slavery can accept it, at least they like freedom more than this alien.
"The old master wasn't quite right about Dobby ..." Dobby was about to say something, but in a blink of an eye, he felt that he had said something that shouldn't be said, and seemed a little panicked, "No, that's wrong-Dobby is worse! The old owner was very good to Dobby, with food and accommodation, and a lot of work to do every day-how can Dobby say bad things about his master? "
"Do you call this 'Good to You'?" Hermione muttered. "I don't think so ..."
But Dobby was obviously not interested in Hermione's words. Although he was indeed very different from other domestic elf, but the thought of domestic elf generations also set a yardstick for him. At least he was not inconsistent with the mission-oriented work of "working for the wizard".
"... In short, Dobby has to find his wife, otherwise the master and little master will be very anxious if they can't find his wife!"
After spending time with a specific group of people, there will always be some inexplicable feelings. In this regard, even those silent people who have been tortured and abused in the United States have never been an exception, let alone more than before.
"So you almost starved to death?" Maka glanced at Aberforth, but the other side didn't give a response at all, 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 cannot be a bad guy--" the elf wrinkled his face. "You shouldn't fill your stomach if you don't work."
Maca nodded arbitrarily, but her mind was already elsewhere. In Dobby's words, Malfoy Manor should now be in a state of no one. It's hard to say where Draco's mother went.
Of course, this doesn't seem to have much to do with him. Even Lucius Malfoy, he just promised Draco to try to get him out, and how to do it in the end depends on the situation!
Maca was just curious about this sudden elf Dobby. He didn't continue to ask anything afterwards, but just watched Hermione whispering around the elf.
However, Luna did not have much interest in this elf. She prefers those relatively rare and mysterious magical creatures, such as domestic elf, but she does not care so much.
Compared to Dobby, she seemed to pay more attention to the portrait on the wall. From the beginning, she has been staring at the girl walking by the woods in the painting, and she has not left for a moment.
Probably finally noticed Luna's pure gaze, Aliana turned around and slowly walked towards Luna in front of the frame.
Aliana doesn't talk much, and Luna doesn't usually talk much. The two looked across the canvas and looked at each other in different worlds.
Maca looked at the two girls of different ages and found that there were some quite obvious similarities between them. Their eyes were equally empty and pure, and in general they were also very demure.
"Aberforth, I suddenly have a question," Maca stood behind Aberforth, and whispered softly, "You said, would your brother go to Ariana?"
"Huh?" Aberforth, who hadn't had a big reaction, finally raised his head again after hearing the coldly mentioned topic, "What did you think?"
"I didn't seem to mention it to you before-your brother actually went to a place," Maca said quietly. "It's very close to 'death', very close ..."
"Impossible!" Aberforth pouted, but didn't continue.
Maca knew that Aberforth had never forgiven his elder brother, because he had been blaming the other party, and the reason was that Ariana, the younger sister who had accidentally died in the chaos.
Maybe Aberforth also knows how much, Dumbledore also feels guilty about his sister's death, but Aberforth, who loves his sister, will never admit it.
Regarding all Dumbledore's actions and thought judgments, Maca doesn't think that the other party will use his sister, Aliana, as the driving force and goal for his progress on the magic journey. "Selfishness", but now he has to agree with this guess that he suddenly remembered.
Will Albus Dumbledore, who has always been responsible for spreading love, act for selfishness? Today's Maca really dare not easily deny it.
Maca thought for a moment, and simply opened a chair and sat down at the small table, watching Hermione and Luna's every move, secretly falling into her own thoughts.
In my spare time, I always pass a little faster. Counting on the crowded time in the street before, it didn't take long to figure out where to go and fill in the empty stomach.
During this conversation, Dobby became familiar with everyone, and Hermione even made an appointment with him. You can come back and accompany him on the street next time.
She really spared no effort in liberating the domestic elf!
"Let's go! Squeeze the three brooms together, there will always be a seat." Maca greeted everyone. "Think about what you want to eat, and you can eat what you want as soon as possible. ! "
"I warn you! Don't mention other bars here with me!" Aberforth glanced at him, speaking in a rough voice.
"Come on!" Maca spread her hands. "Who told you that the food here is too bad? I want you to improve the recipe, or it can help a lot--"
"Get off!" Aberforth glared at him again.
After lunch, and strolling for a while, Maca should return to Hogwarts for an appointment. Professor McGonagall is a very strict and punctual person. He doesn't want to be late by accident.
After saying goodbye to Dobby, the guys covered their noses and passed through the utility room behind them, and then rushed to the three broom bars on the other side of the village.