Chapter 33: Domestic elf Dobby

Ai Wen saw Harry fall into the mud and splashed.
The rain poured on Harry's face, his arms hanging in the air at a very strange angle. Evan hurried to the center of the field and he couldn't watch Harry being taken out of the body by Lockhart.
When he passed through the crowd, Lockhart was standing in front of Harry.
"Don't worry, give it to me, kids!" he said in a comforting tone. "This is just a simple curse. I have used it countless times."
As he spoke, he rolled up the sleeves of his emerald green clothes.
"No, don't!" said Harry weakly.
But no matter what, Lockhart is already spinning his wand. A second later, he pointed his wand at Harry's arm.
It was too late to stop, and Avon had to take out his wand and point at Harry.
"Army bodyguard!" he shouted.
The next second, a red light flew out of the tip of the rod, and while the dark blue curse of Lockhart hit Harlem, his curse also arrived.
Perhaps this time the training has achieved results, perhaps the level of magic of Lockhart is too low. In short, everyone saw that Lockhart’s curse was bounced back.
The light blue arc crossed the beautiful trajectory in midair, hitting Percy standing beside Lockhart accurately.
Percy stunned and the people around him sighed.
They saw that Percy's left arm, which was hit by the spell, was instantly evacuated and pulled down weakly, like a thick, flesh-colored rubber glove.
"God, is his bones gone?!"
"Ha!" Lockhart looked equally panicked. "Yeah, yes, sometimes this happens. It must have been some reaction to the iron mantra of Ivan and my curse. But don't worry. Which class can lift him to Madam Pomfrey, she can give him another trim."
Fred and George glanced at Lockhart and carried Percy to the school hospital and ran over. Ginny followed her pale face with tears in her eyes.
In the school hospital, Mrs. Pomfrey took Harry's bones in just one second, but when she saw Percy's arm, she looked unhappy.
"What did you do to him?! Poor child, his bones are gone, I need to let them grow again."
"Sorry, Percy, I didn't expect it to be like this..." Ai Wen looked depressed.
"This is just an accident, Avon!" Percy shook her head.
The Evan, Harry, Hermione, and Weasleys were all surrounded by Percy's bed, and their faces were full of worries. Although Gryffindor won the Quidditch match, but see Percy's current look, no People can be happy.
"All blame Lockhart, he has a problem with the curse," Fred said.
"This can't blame him, it's Ai Wen's iron mantra and his curse reacted." Hermione argued for Lockhart.
"Everyone knows that armor protection will only bounce back the spell," George said.
"but......"
"How do you still protect Lockhart, Hermione?"
Ron exclaimed, "If Harry or Percy wants to take the bones off, they will come up with them."
"Whoever makes mistakes." Hermione turned red. "Lohat also wanted to help."
"He is helping, if it is not Ai Wen, now Harry is lying here."
"Keep quiet, kids!" Mrs. Pomfrey walked back with a big bottle and placed a label on the bones of "Shengling". "You should let him rest more. This night is harder. The long bones are A very difficult thing."
She said, pouring out a steaming cup and handing it to Percy.
Everyone looked at Percy's face and swallowed the bones. He coughed and spit, and Ginny hurriedly fed him a few mouthfuls of water.
When Percy slowed down, Madam Pomfrey let them leave, and the Weasleys insisted on staying with Percy for a while.
However, Madam Pomfrey disagreed with so many people staying here. Finally, Avon, Harry and Hermione had to go back to the common room first.
"Don't worry, Avon!"
Harry patted Avon's shoulder. "It's not your fault. Just if you were there... Percy is just too bad, he shouldn't be so close to Lockhart."
"Harry, Professor Lockhart just wants to help you, the problem is in that crazy walking ball, someone has magical it!" Hermione said.
"But who is it..."
"I think I know."
Ai Wen pulled them into the empty Dark Magic Defence Classroom and explained, "It’s a domestic elf Dobby, it is magical to the walking ball."
Ai Wen said what he saw. When he said half of it, a green figure suddenly appeared in front of the three.
In the dimly lit classroom, Dobby looked at the three big tennis-like eyes, looked at the three pitifully, and a teardrop rolled down his pointed long nose.
"Dobby, what are you doing here?" Harry said in surprise.
"Harry Potter returned to school," he whispered sadly. "More than a few times to remind Harry Potter. Ah, sir, why don't you listen to Dobby's warning? Harry Potter did not catch the train, Why don't you go home?"
"Wait, how do you know that I didn't catch the train?" Harry asked suddenly.
Dobby's lips trembled, and his look looks easy to doubt.
"Is it for you?!" Harry said slowly. "You sealed the wall and prevented us from passing!"
"That's it, sir." Dobby said, desperately nodding, fluttering with two big ears. "Dobby is hiding beside, waiting for Harry Potter, and then sealing the passage. Afterwards, I have to use the iron to burn myself." Hand!"
He lifted ten long fingers tied to a bandage to three people.
"Why do you want to iron your own hands with the iron?" Hermione said with amazement.
"Because Dobby wants to punish himself, but more than care, I think Harry Potter is safer now, and more than dreaming, Harry Potter and his friends actually took another road to school!"
He swayed back and forth, his ugly head kept on, which made Avon have to doubt his IQ.
"Dobby heard that Harry Potter returned to Hogwarts. It was a big surprise. He burned his master's dinner! A good whipping, more than before, sir..."
"You almost got Evan, Ron and I fired!" Harry said angrily. "You better hurry and disappear. I can still hold back and kill you."

Dobby doesn’t care!
Duobi smiled.
Dobby is used to the threat of death. It’s more than five times a day at home.

"Wait, who is threatening you?" Hermione frowned.
"Dobby can't say the name of the master." Dobby shook his head. "Dobby can't reveal the secret of the host."
He licked his nose with a dirty pillowcase worn on his body, which looked pitiful.
"Well, why are you wearing this game, how much?" Harry asked curiously, not looking as angry as he was at the beginning.
"This symbolizes the slave identity of the house elf!" Dobby pulled the pillowcase.
"Slaves?!" Hermione's brow wrinkled even more.
"Yes, only when the owner of Dobby gives him clothes to wear, Toby can be free. The people at home are very careful, even a pair of socks are not handed over to Dobby, because then, Dobby is free, just Leave their home forever."