Hogwarts: What are the four great masters doing?

Voldemort chose Borgin and Burke as the location of his plan, which naturally made Ryan have reasonable suspicions - the old wizard had already thrown himself into Voldemort's arms.

But it wasn't until Caractacus shuffled closer that Ryan's expression was startled.

Because with the faint light, he could see clearly that something was wrong with Caractacus.

Dark, burnt chain-like spell patterns were faintly visible around his wrists, neck, and even the surface of his robes.

A powerful and vicious forbidden spell—Ryan immediately made a judgment.

It is obvious that this old wizard is not the controller here, but a prisoner imprisoned here.

"That's...novel."

Ryan muttered.

"With your ability, you actually fell into the hands of such a person?"

There was a hint of warmth in Ryan's tone.

Hearing this, Caractacus forced a wry smile that was uglier than crying, his voice dry and hoarse, "It wasn't those three, but another person—I think he was Tom's closest servant... That person's spell was very special, I was too confident."

There was some annoyance in his words, but also some emotion: "I am old, Elias."

"Someone else?"

Ryan was slightly stunned after hearing this, and then he immediately reacted.

He used his magic to conjure up the image of Little Barty from thin air: "Is that him?"

After Caractacus gave a definite answer, Ryan nodded.

Caractacus was very direct: "Can you help me get rid of these things? They make me very uncomfortable... Also, can you not hand these three guys over to the Ministry of Magic? I will repay them well... Merlin, God knows how many of my collections they have destroyed during this period..."

He thought quietly.

"of course."

Ryan nodded - handing over the Death Eaters to the current Ministry of Magic? That would be no different from directly acquitting them.

but...

"Regarding the lifting of the ban... I have a question - you know Dobby, right? Where is it?"

Hearing this, a trace of obvious surprise flashed across Caractacus' pale face - he obviously didn't expect Ryan to know this news.

Then he pursed his lips.

He knew that once he told this, he would be in deep trouble with the Dark Lord, whose name must not be mentioned.

What awaits him next will no longer be the gentle 'imprisonment' like today, but a hunt.

but...

Is this little wizard in front of him, or Dumbledore, easy to mess with?

"I'm old, but I still have so many troubles."

"I need to move abroad. How about France?"

Caractacus sighed heavily as if resigned to his fate.

"Oh, France isn't very good - Austria would be a good choice. I heard that dark wizard masters like it there."

Ryan said casually.

So, Caractacus dragged his still bound feet and hunched his body, leading Ryan to the deepest and darkest corner of the store.

It was filled with older, more dangerous debris, and the air was so thick you could practically wring out the dust.

And behind an archway hung with tattered curtains, almost hidden by a huge carved cabinet.

Ryan saw the elf named Dobby.

Under the dim, flickering light, the skinny house-elf was hovering in front of a huge black cabinet covered with mysterious runes, concentrating intently.

His slender fingers danced deftly, carefully repairing a thin crack on the cabinet.

The air was filled with a faint hum of magic and the smell of wood and magical adhesive.

"Oh, Mr. Potter, I'm sorry...Dobby couldn't disobey...Oh...Dobby is a bad elf."

The elf was even crying as he worked, banging his head against the wood beside him.

At this moment, it seemed to have sensed Ryan's arrival.

It turned around suddenly, and its green eyes as big as tennis balls instantly looked at Ryan.

Then...

“You are… You are…”

It seemed to recognize Ryan, and its voice immediately became trembling.

"Mr. Ryan Elias!?"

Chapter 218 Voldemort's conspiracy and Ryan's deployment!

Dobby's low cry was filled with incredible excitement and joy.

Ryan could even catch a glimpse of the relief in his eyes.

This gave Ryan some novel ideas.

"You recognize me?"

"Of course, of course—the heir of Hufflepuff, the great Mr. Ryan Elias, is only just greater than the great Harry Potter... Oh, of course you are equally great, but I mean..."

Dobby muttered, but seemed to realize the ambiguity of his words halfway through and quickly apologized to Ryan.

But Ryan obviously didn't care - he had met more than one fan of Harry.

so...

"You seem happy to see me?"

he asked.

"Of course!"

Dobby nodded again immediately.

Tears welled up in his eyes almost instantly, and his voice was filled with great joy, as if to illuminate this dark corner.

"Mr. Elias... The Dark Lord fears you, and so do his subordinates. Your presence here means that the Dark Lord's plans have been disrupted—Dobby can finally stop doing this evil task!"

"Though this prevents me from completing my Master's mission...oh, Dobby is a bad elf, but Dobby cannot...Dobby cannot harm the great Mr. Potter."

When he said this, his small body began to tremble.

"harm?"

After hearing this, Ryan looked at the black cabinet that Dobby was repairing in front of him.

But the magical patterns on it allowed Ryan to instantly recognize the origin of the cabinet.

"The Vanishing Cabinet?"

His gaze turned to Caractacus Bok.

The latter also nodded.

"The Vanishing Cabinet, but different from the others—this one is older...more special."

Caractacus explained.

"It can circumvent the effects of almost all spells, which is much more powerful than a normal Vanishing Cabinet. I think this may be related to the fact that it is a fairy creation... Their creations always possess powerful magic."

He said so, and Ryan immediately sensed the reason why Dobby was here from his words.

Especially, the Vanishing Cabinet made by goblins, which means that ordinary wizards may not be able to repair it, but...

"House-elves can, especially those that have signed a pact with a wizard... They can be connected through the two sides of the Vanishing Cabinet and the pact between each other."

Caractacus was evidently well versed in this.

then...

"Draco Malfoy!?"

Ryan immediately thought of the sneaky Draco Malfoy.

At the same time, his powerful memory reminded him that he had indeed seen a similar Vanishing Cabinet in the utility room of the Room of Requirement!

So, everything is clearly connected at this moment.

There are two Vanishing Cabinets - one exists right here, Borgin and Burke's.

The other end of the Vanishing Cabinet is connected to the Room of Requirement in Hogwarts - or it is a bold guess that Borgin and Burke's cabinet may have originally been lost from the castle and belonged to the collection of Ravenclaw. Ryan heard that Hogwarts was seriously short of funds in the past, and many of the antiques were sold at that time.

"One was given to Dobby, and the other to Draco Malfoy, who had a contract with him... Makes sense."

"So, what was their purpose in repairing these two cabinets? Of course, there's no doubt about it...it must be to send something into Hogwarts, or rather, to send people in?"

A cold idea quickly formed in Ryan's mind.

He already had a plan in mind.

"Dobby, you certainly won't fail to fulfill your master's mission—that would allow the contract to harm you."

So, Ryan said softly.

"Wha...what?"

Dobby said in disbelief—it didn't seem to quite understand what Ryan said.

"I mean...you have to keep doing it!"

Ryan said softly.

That's right, he decided to let Dobby continue the task of repairing the cabinet.

"But this..."

After hearing this, Dobby was still a little bit unbelievable.

But under Ryan's gaze, the elf did not choose to refute.