Hermione, let's start the revolution at Hogwarts

"Dobby, sir... the house elf is called Dobby!" It covered its nose, as if it was frightened, and suddenly sat down on the ground. "Dobby is not a thief. Dobby is here... to help Harry."

Dobby's eyes were slightly moist due to the burns, but he just sniffed and looked at the other party happily.

It doesn't care about the scar on its nose at all.

"Mr. Holmes is amazing... Dobby thought Harry Potter was just exaggerating."

"I don't think you came to my dormitory in the middle of the night to help Harry." Nietzsche did not put down his wand. His face looked very cold under the light. "Before you give a suitable answer, you'd better be careful with your head."

"Dobby is used to it. He hears these death threats five times a day at home."

It lay on the ground nonchalantly, using the lightsaber at its neck to carefully look at what was on the ground, and from time to time it would lift up its tattered clothes with its bandaged fingers to blow its nose.

It looked pitiful, but Nietzsche did not let down his guard.

"Why do you know my name?" Nietzsche felt helpless because of its fearless appearance.

"Dobby's master and young master always mention you." It blinked its eyes and tilted its head and said, "But Harry Potter was too disobedient, so Dobby could only come to Mr. Holmes, whom his master hated the most, for help."

"Malfoy?"

Nietzsche could tell who hated him the most by just thinking about his butt.

"That's right. The master's territory is gone. I heard that it was taken away by Mr. Holmes." Dobby nodded desperately, flapping his two bat ears, looking very happy.

But the next second, it banged its head against the corner of the bed like a schizophrenic patient.

"Bad Dobby, how can a house elf be happy when its master is unhappy?" Dobby said in horror, "Bad Dobby..."

Nietzsche had heard about house-elves from Quirrell. These creatures had the same intelligence as humans and were very powerful. However, due to some historical reasons, they were now only used as 'slaves'.

And these special slaves can basically only be passed down through the family.

To be able to make his own family's house-elf have second thoughts, I can only say: Malfoy is worthy of it.

Something~

"Okay, don't do this useless thing in front of me." Nietzsche moved away slightly and grabbed Dobby's head with magic.

Being able to come to Hogwarts quietly shows that the house-elf's Apparition can break through the school's protection. If it really wants to take action, Nietzsche thinks it will be difficult for him to win.

So he held the opponent's head and could strangle it at any time if something went wrong.

"Well...Mr. Holmes is also a good man." Dobby ignored the blood on his forehead and smiled faintly.

In its mind, Nietzsche was not making a threat, but trying to stop itself from punishing itself, so it mustered up the courage to move closer, and offered no resistance to the magic around its neck.

This unconditional trust made Nietzsche feel a little ashamed.

"So why doesn't Harry Potter listen?" He sat cross-legged opposite Dobby, with a book under his butt.

"Dobby had blocked the passage and had to lie down with an iron, but Mr. Potter drove back to the school with Weasley... Dobby was surprised to hear the news and burned the meal of his master and mistress."

"Why did you stop Harry from coming to school... Chamber of Secrets!" Nietzsche reacted instantly, "You knew about this a long time ago?"

Dobby's head clicked as fast as a typewriter.

"That's right, you are indeed Mr. Holmes, the man who makes his master gnash his teeth and wail at home all day long." Dobby knocked his head heavily on the floor before continuing, "Dobby hopes you can send Harry Potter away."

How strange.

Nietzsche saw through Dobby's contradictory heart through his awkward appearance: on the one hand, he liked Harry Potter and hated Malfoy; on the other hand, he had to follow the rules.

Finally, he removed the wand from the man's neck.

"As long as Mr. Holmes agrees, Dobby can do anything as long as it does not violate his slave status!"

"Even at a great price?" Nietzsche sat on the ground, as tall as Dobby who was standing.

"Mr. Holmes may not know what Harry Potter means to humble, enslaved little people like us...Sir, Dobby still gives the same answer: everything." Dobby cried.

It was burned by the energy of the illumination spell, and it didn't cry when the lightsaber was pointed at its head, but now it was sobbing softly and shedding tears.

Even though the elf, who was bound in a cage, knew that he would be punished, he was happy for Malfoy's defeat in his heart.

Dobby's soul is far greater than that of an ordinary wizard.

Volume 1: Chapter 104: The Malfoys raised him well

To Dobby, Harry was like a beacon shining in the darkness.

It was the boy's existence that broke the myth of the Dark Lord's invincibility, and as a result, many house-elves no longer treated him as pests, and their quality of life was greatly improved.

And this is why Dobby is willing to give up everything to help Harry... No, to be precise, it wants him to live.

"Mr. Holmes..." Dobby's tears reflected silver light under the moonlight that parted the clouds. "Harry Potter must live. History is repeating itself now. Dobby begs you to send him away."

"I can't do that," Nietzsche said calmly.

"What...what should I do?" Its eyes widened like two copper bells, and its ears drooped weakly. "Harry Potter will definitely believe you. He trusts his friends very much!"

In order to get Harry out of school, Dobby went to Nietzsche's dormitory to seek help.

But it was too naive. Not to mention whether Nietzsche would agree if a strange house-elf suddenly came to the door, it seemed to have forgotten one thing - the affairs of the Chamber of Secrets would not stop because of Harry Potter's departure.

"You still don't understand, Dobby." Nietzsche sacrificed his rest time to explain, "Harry will not abandon anyone in Hogwarts and take refuge alone."

"Dobby knows, Dobby knows, but now Harry Potter must save himself first!"

"Tsk... Let me put it this way, since you are willing to do whatever it takes to stop and hurt Harry in order to make him leave school, why can't you help Harry Potter solve the problem of the Chamber of Secrets?" Nietzsche said in a bewitching tone.

What an admirable house-elf.

Nietzsche couldn't wait to remove the shackles from its body and see Dobby standing up - when Lucius Malfoy found out that his ancestral elf suddenly turned against him, that expression must have been very interesting.

But Dobby noticed his fanatical eyes and shrank back in fear.

"This..." Dobby seemed to be thinking seriously, "Dobby cannot betray his master..."

"No, no, no, you didn't betray Lucius." Nietzsche sorted out the logic himself and said slowly, "Did Lucius give the order: 'Dobby, you are not allowed to kill the monster in the Chamber of Secrets'?"

"No." It held its head and shook it seriously, "The master didn't even know that Dobby would protect Harry Potter."

Perhaps another house-elf would immediately start cursing Nietzsche, but not Dobby.

It was already hostile to Malfoy, so Nietzsche just followed Dobby's logic to find an excuse it wanted.

"Mr. Holmes is really smart!" Dobby rolled his eyes in the moonlight and said seriously, "Dobby doesn't know what is in the Chamber of Secrets, and this matter has nothing to do with He Who Must Not Be Named."

OK OK~

Nietzsche almost clapped his hands in approval on the spot.

Lucius Malfoy is unique in being able to train his servants like this.

It is not difficult to hear Dobby's sarcasm: he doesn't know what kind of monster it is, but he will take action at a critical moment; and this matter is indeed related to Voldemort... It is very likely that the snake-nosed face opened the Chamber of Secrets for the first time.

Dobby wanted to bang his head against the wall again because he felt so stupid...

Yes, it did so much, even causing Harry Potter to be seriously injured, just to keep him alive. Since the purpose is to "keep Harry alive", the method can naturally be changed.

"Regarding 'betrayal'... I think the respected Mr. Malfoy would not think that his servants could solve the problem of the Chamber of Secrets with a few wizards while he went out to buy groceries." Nietzsche said with a smile.

"Dobby hopes that Mr. Holmes can solve the problem as soon as possible. If you need anything, just call Dobby."

The elf snapped his fingers, and with a burst of sound in the air, Nietzsche was the only one left in the dormitory. However, he couldn't fall asleep at all. He just lazily fell back and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

By noon the next day, Harry's reaction completely dispelled his last bit of doubt.

"Didn't you see an elf last night?" He asked quickly, lying on the hospital bed, before anyone else arrived.

"Which one are you talking about?" Nietzsche said.

"Who else could it be? It's... Dobby!" Harry grabbed his sleeve and said nervously, "It was the one that made me miss the train, and it controlled the Bludger to smash my hand and broke it. Last night it said it wanted to find you."

Nietzsche found himself feeling guilty, perhaps because he had mentioned himself to the strange elf.

But Nietzsche did not show any surprise or other emotions, he just nodded quietly and told the other party that nothing else had happened... But in fact, he was already thinking about how to give Malfoy another hard blow.

As the treatment progressed, bones had begun to grow in Harry's arm, and now he just had to wait for it to heal.

In addition to celebrating the Gryffindor Seeker's discharge from the hospital, there is another thing that deserves everyone's attention - the duel club for all grades is about to begin.

In the entrance hall a group of prefects gathered around the notice board, reading the parchment that Lockhart had just nailed up.

"It will start the day after tomorrow night!" Cedric was heard saying excitedly, "Let me see... It says it was proposed by the students... When something like this happens in the school, I know they won't sit idle!"

Hermione was hurrying along, which caused her and Percy to bump into each other.

As the head of Gryffindor, Percy Weasley should have been happy for Hermione, but the smile on his face was very twisted, and he greeted the two of them dryly.

"Well... it's well done. Everyone really needs to protect themselves." Percy said and left.

"Have I offended him recently?" Hermione shrugged her nose, a little displeased.

"If you mean 'prestige', then it is indeed an offense." Nietzsche held a licorice stick in his mouth and looked around boredly. "But compared to this matter, I just want Harry to learn something."

Hermione was very depressed about this. To be honest, Percy took rules very seriously.

For example, the prefect is supposed to maintain order and stability, but all Professor McGonagall asked Percy to do was to guard the common room and prevent anyone from sneaking out, while Hermione started to lead the students directly without going through the proper channels.

Therefore, she had taken over Percy's responsibilities...but he was a little too rigid.

"Come on, what do you want Harry Potter to do?" Hermione warned, "Don't forget the Basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets."

"Would I harm him?" Nietzsche remembered Dobby's appearance and immediately stared at him innocently. "I just want to find an opportunity to take you to the Slytherin common room for a tour."

"Got it...So what do you want to do to me?"

The girl crossed her arms, protecting her chest, and dodged outward cautiously.

The two walked through the courtyard outside the entrance hall and came to a lawn where about twenty students were already standing. Most of them were Muggle wizards, and some were even first-year students. They hid awkwardly behind the crowd.

In fact, these people are all looking for a place where they can protect themselves... After all, they don't know who the next target of the monster in the secret room will be.

"Is everything here?" Hermione suddenly stopped smiling and immediately became serious.

Lavender and Parvati looked at her and stuck out their tongues. It seemed that their top student roommate was also very talented in changing her face.

One second he was laughing and joking with Nietzsche, and the next second he was like a professor.

"Almost all of them are here. Some of them are first-year students..." Neville whispered, "You won't teach particularly difficult spells, right? Don't forget, we haven't learned that yet."

He had to admit that there was still a little difference between people.

But Neville thought that since wizards like Nietzsche and Hermione were liked by the professors, they would definitely practice difficult magic such as the Existence Charm or the Apparition Charm, so he hesitated a little.

However, Nietzsche dispelled their concerns.

He said: "Can't you even learn the Illumination Spell?"

Illumination spell?

Isn't that thing used for lighting?

"It seems you have misunderstood." Nietzsche looked at their puzzled expressions and said as if he had suddenly realized something. "Please allow me to reintroduce the Illumination Spell - while providing light, it can also burn the enemy~"

Volume 1: Chapter 105: The Dueling Tournament at Hogwarts

The lighting spell is the basics and is a must-learn for first graders.

Therefore, Nietzsche skipped the teaching and started directly from the characteristics of the Illumination Spell. The reason was very simple, which was nothing more than using high temperature to burn. Thus, wizards discovered a new world:

It turns out that the lighting spell can not only be used to illuminate, but also to kill people...

"Watch your steps. For most wizards without the Iron Armor Spell, being hit by a lightsaber at close range is a sure death, so you need to focus on 'dodging' rather than attacking."

Hermione stood with her hands behind her back, imitating Flitwick's manner very well, which made Nietzsche chuckle more than once.

Nietzsche asked them to divide into two groups: one group dodged, and the other group attacked with the petrification spell, and they exchanged back and forth.

The most surprising one among them was Neville, who seemed particularly keen on holding the wand with both hands... This was the first time he tried this posture, but it suited him quite well because Neville was relatively strong and a power type.

"What's the difference between that monster's petrification and the Petrification Charm?" gasped Harry.

Because of his Quidditch training, he was much stronger than before. Ron, who was standing opposite him, was so tired that he almost fell to the ground after several rounds of dodging.

"Its eyes." Nietzsche walked among the crowd and said carefully, "What you need to avoid are its eyes, which means you are forbidden to look into each other's eyes... So I hope the first thing you learn is how to escape."

It has been more than a month since Colin's incident.

But thanks to Hermione and the professors' command, the person who released the basilisk in secret never got a second chance.

Nietzsche felt that the other party had absolutely no patience.