Chapter 316: S.E.E.S.

() Due to the fact that she didn't sleep for almost one night last night, Maca now looks more energetic, because he has to give himself a sober potion to improve his spirits, so as to ensure that the little wizards can have normal classes today.
As long as he finishes his class in the first quarter of the morning, he will have time to return to the office to make up for a little sleep.
However, after the bell of the first class rang, Maca, who had just arrived in the corridor, was chased out by Hermione.
"Oh, what's the matter, Hermione?"
Maca turned her head and looked at the girl chased out of the classroom.
"Maca, just hold you back for a little while ... can you?"
Hermione seemed to be holding something in her hands. She looked at Maca firmly, with a little nervousness.
"Of course ... I mean, if you're not afraid of being late for the next class?"
Before the words fell, Hermione quickly and tugging Maca's sleeve, pulling him to the corner of the corridor.
"It only takes a few minutes ..." Hermione hurriedly said, "Maca, I have something to give you. I hope you can accept it!"
She said, pulling Maca's hand again, and stuffed a small thing that had been pinched in her palm into Maca's hand.
When Maca opened her hands curiously, she found out that it was a not very delicate brass badge. The most striking thing on the badge was the four letters:
".."
Maca then thought, and seemed to think something, but she was not sure. After all, something similar to this really exists in his vague memory, but the content above seems to be ...
"Huh?" He thought for a moment, and just joked. "Sees? What did you see?"
"It's not 'seeing!'" Hermione said dissatisfied, "It's S-E-E-S, which means Societyforthe; ofElfishSpirit①."
"Oh?"
When Maca heard the concept of "emancipating the spirit", she was finally surprised.
"I thought you would get something like the" Promotion Rights Club "!" He stared at Hermione for a few more glances, and then said with certainty.
This time changing Hermione was surprised-when she encountered those domestic elves who worked hard every day but lived like slaves, the first thing they thought of was to improve their lives.
To make their lives better, they must readjust their status in the wizarding society.
As a result, Hermione first thought of setting up an advocacy organization called the Domestic Elf Rights Promotion Association. At this point Hermione ran out of Maca's mouth. Couldn't Hermione be surprised?
The key is that an opportunity in Black's old house and some influence from Maca made Hermione change this initial idea.
In fact, after all, this matter has to start from the source ...
During an expedition by the ancient wizards, those elves who were originally free were completely conquered. The elves who lost their liberty naturally became the subordinate races of the wizard, and were forced to swear for generations to serve the wizards.
Not to mention who was right or who was wrong in the war in the first place--because war has never been right or wrong, let's first say that the elf swore to affiliate!
Obviously, in order to survive, the elves took the lead of the elf patriarch at the time after the conquest and actively obeyed the powerful wizards in despair.
And once this weak obedience begins, the elf's original beliefs will not collapse like an avalanche.
But in fact, this is just a temptation to change from "elves" to "domestic elves".
The first elves were originally a race of magical creatures whose individual strength is not weak. They have their own talents and magic, and they also have a powerful "reproductive ability" that other magical creatures cannot match.
Although there is a period of active race of "elves", it is far enough away from modern times, and there are no traces of related records.
It can be roughly estimated from the above two points that the wizard's campaign to conquer the elves at that time will never be easy.
In this way, it can be imagined why the wizarding society has repeatedly "harsh" domestic elves.
But for this reason, when the elves were all attached to the wizard, they were much higher than they are now.
Because there were records of frequent wars at that time, races with good combat power, such as elf, were organized into a controllable combat power.
However, at some point in history, the elves rebelled!
Maybe that mutiny was huge, or maybe the mutiny was not so remarkable, at least the modern magic world didn't find much relevant information.
Everyone only knows that the elf's mutiny plan has completely failed, and it was that failure that made the
elf
magical creature race quickly move to the lowest point.
Complete freedom restrictions, complete servitude, and complete ideological transformation have finally given birth to the term "domestic elf" in the long history of history.
From the beginning of "witches transforming elf" to the later "previous generation of elf transforming the next generation of elf", the change of thinking gradually became deeply entrenched and has continued into modern times.
To this day, the domestic elves have completely lost the concept of "self". The will of the wizard is their will, and everything of the wizard is their own.
This is a long and monotonous history, and there are many ambiguities in between, but now Hermione can understand the truth.
She wanted to understand that even if she could persuade some wizards to join forces to promote the social status of domestic elves and give them the rights they deserved, that was not what she should do now.
Because the root of the problem lies in the domestic elves themselves-they have no "self".
Just like Sirius said that day:
"Anyway, the fright will definitely kill him-if you don't believe it, you can try to ask him to leave this house and see what he will do."
Although old Klitsch looks a bit extreme, because his wish is to die, like his mother, nail his skull to the decorative plate of the Black family, and then hang it on the wall of the Black family "Guangzong Yaozu."
However, his idea is like a microcosm of all the house-elves in today's society, telling a reality clearly and clearly.
So, Hermione gave up on that "vomiting", but further thought out "sees".
"Maca, how did you know the word? I haven't said it to anyone else!" Hermione seemed a little embarrassed by the original idea, because later she thought it was too naive.
"I guess ..." Maca smiled. "I understand what you mean. I took this badge first. I choose to support your idea."
"Really? That's great!" Hermione immediately put aside her shame and jumped with joy.
"Let's go to class first! Don't be late for a while ... It's not good ... Come back and have time, you can come to me and talk about your specific idea of ​​this" House-elves spirit emancipation society ... "Go ahead!
"Okay," Hermione nodded strongly, and after turning around and running two steps, she turned again and said earnestly, "Thank you, Maca!"
Looking at Hermione's back running away, Maca touched her chin subconsciously.
"Let's not talk about Hermione's kindness and ideals, at least the domestic elf race, if handled properly, will indeed become a very powerful helper ..."
He couldn't help itching when he thought of the family of elves on the small island of Royna.
He didn't really intend to disturb the quiet life of the little ones at first, but if Hermione was able to toss this ".." into a good seed, then he might as well use the power of the little ones to do something ?
However, if this is not handled well, it will become a double-edged sword-he absolutely does not want to do harm to others, so this matter needs more consideration.
As Maca thought, he walked down the hallway to his office, and halfway he suddenly felt tired and gushing out of his body-the effect of the lucidant had come to an end.
He gave a big yawn, then opened the door of the office and walked in lazily.
"There is one lesson in the afternoon and you have to wake up before lunch ..."
Marka muttered casually in his mouth, and with a bang, the office door was closed slightly rudely.
...
On the other side, Hermione was affirmed by Maca, not to mention how happy she was.
The next section was a herbal lesson. The smile on her face never disappeared on the way to the greenhouse. Even when she was in the greenhouse, when Professor Sprout started her class ~ EbookFREE.me ~ she still hugged her mouth slightly, as if she would laugh again in the next second.
Beside her, Harry and Ron stared at her with suspicion and stared at them.
"What's wrong with her?" Ron whispered into Harry's ear.
Of course Harry shrugged inexplicably, saying he wasn't clear.
Only occasionally, occasionally Hermione would look away from the flower pot and small spatula, and looked at them with a glittering look, each time they would make them goose bumps.
"Harry, I think there must be nothing good!" Ron said quietly to Harry while Hermione wasn't paying attention, "I want to say, we won't stay in the common room for a while, just go back to the dorm! "
Just then, Hermione glanced at them both in a sudden and unexpected way, and the sight seemed to be looking at the animals that were being slaughtered.
"Ron," Harry lowered his voice and said decisively, "I have to admit that I must listen to you this time!"