Hogwarts: What bad intentions could the little badger have?

Not to read his memory.

It is to explore whether the house-elves were enslaved because of magic or brainwashing.

However, before this incident, he had never done such an exploration on his own house-elves.

This time it was just a spur of the moment decision, purely out of curiosity.

Then he discovered that there was no magic...

It's just pure brainwashing.

The house-elves are a race that, generation after generation, has made it their duty to serve their masters.

It's all brainwashing in its purest form.

The kind that doesn't have any magic at all.

It is precisely because of this that outliers like Dobby appear.

There is no magical restraint, just brainwashing.

There will always be some individuals who awaken to different thoughts.

Just like Dobby in front of us.

He already felt that there was something wrong with this idea.

I finally waited until Dobby calmed down.

Blake then said: "This time I mainly want to tell you one thing."

"That is, we already know about the problem of the secret room and have completely solved it."

"It's just that for some reasons, it has not been made public."

"Some time ago, we took three days off for Halloween just to eliminate the monster in the secret room."

"Now...it's over." Blake spread his hands.

"The monster in the secret room was a basilisk, and now it is dead."

"So, you don't have to try to rescue Harry Potter anymore. If you do, he will die."

Dobby looked at Black in amazement.

"That's... great!"

After Dobby realized what was happening, he burst into tears of joy.

"Harry Potter doesn't have to leave his beloved Hogwarts, and doesn't have to encounter any danger!"

"That's great!"

"Thank you, great sir! Dobby knew that it must be you and Professor Dumbledore who made the danger clear, right?"

It took Black some time to calm Dobby down.

"Okay, now that you know, you can go back."

"Can Dobby go back now?"

I heard that I could go back.

There wasn't much joy in Dobby's eyes.

"Why? Don't you want to go back to your master?"

"Dobby... Dobby... Ugh! Bad Dobby! Bad Dobby!"

Black, who was well prepared, stopped Dobby when he was about to hurt himself.

Finally, Dobby collapsed to the ground helplessly.

"You're a special elf, Dobby, so..."

Blake pressed a small bottle into his hand.

"If one day you want to reach your goal...then drink this."

"But please note, if you drink this, there is a 50% chance that you will die, but there is also a 50% chance that you will get what you want."

"What choice you make depends on your own awareness..."

Dobby looked at Black in surprise.

Blake also looked at him quietly.

The azure eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts...

Dobby suddenly whispered, "Dobby... Dobby, before you leave, can you visit Harry Potter alone?"

……

Harry left the school hospital early the next morning.

The bones in his arms have grown back.

Although it is still stiff to use, it is much better than the previous "rubber gloves".

For a moment, Harry thought he was going to lose his arm forever.

Fortunately...Thanks to Madam Pomfrey! Thank you Bone Spirit!

As for Lockhart...

Harry now had the urge to knock all his teeth out.

Last night, the house-elf named Dobby came to him and said that he was the one who caused everything.

Harry was actually very angry at first.

But Dobby’s intentions were good.

Unlike Lockhart... who just wanted to be in the spotlight and didn't care about his own level at all!

If only someone could teach him a lesson.

Harry thought so and went to the Great Hall to have breakfast.

"Scarhead! You're lucky this time!"

From a distance, Malfoy spoke to him viciously.

"Haha, it's not that I'm lucky, but someone is stupid."

Harry raised his half-healed arm to his ear.

"Oh... If I remember correctly, the Golden Snitch was right where you were at that time?"

Faced with Harry's precise finishing blow, Malfoy turned pale.

He really hasn't been having a good time these days.

Everyone was very dissatisfied with him for giving up the victory that was delivered to him.

Harry's provocation caused his emotions to explode.

"Scarhead! I want to duel with you!"

"Duel? Are you sure? Your two followers are not following you right now!"

Just when Harry and Malfoy were confronting each other and were about to fight.

"Duel? I heard someone talking about a duel?"

"Trust me! You won't find anyone better at dueling than me!"

“Perhaps, I can give you some very useful suggestions!”

Harry didn't need to look back to know who the annoying guy was.

However, since Lockhart is here.

Then this fight won't happen.

After all, Lockhart is a professor.

"Oh... Harry! Is your arm okay?"

"Don't thank me. I just simply reconnected your arm so you can recover the next day..."

Harry almost went crazy when he heard these words.

I need your help?

If you didn't help me, I would have been discharged from the hospital right then!

No! I have to go, or I'll hit him...

After Harry glared at Malfoy fiercely, he was about to turn around and leave.

"Oh! Harry, if you want to learn about dueling, you can come to me!"

Lockhart's annoying voice came again.

Harry wanted to ignore him, but...

Lockhart's words reminded him.

There seemed to be only one person in Hogwarts who could teach Lockhart a lesson.

"Professor Lockhart, since you are good at dueling, then... I think you can apply to become the instructor of the Dueling Club."

"You know, last year's duel club was supervised by Professor Quirrell."

"So, right now the Duel Club is lacking an advisor."

After hearing what Harry said, Lockhart's face flashed with joy.

Duel Club? Coaching students in dueling?

Ahaha! What a great way to get noticed! Why didn't I think of that before?

Lockhart ran a hand through his kind, blond hair.

"Ahem... Since you are so eager for me to join you... then..."

"As you wish, I will join the Duel Club and become its advisor!"

"Haha! The legendary wizard Lockhart will personally teach you his dueling techniques! You are so lucky!"

Seeing Lockhart leave in a hurry.

The corners of Harry's mouth lifted slightly.

You can act cool anywhere, but if you want to act cool in front of Blake...

……hehe!

He was already looking forward to the meeting between Lockhart and Black.

As the president of the Duel Club, Blake is bound to have interactions with his advisor.

"Scarhead, I sense your ill intentions..." Malfoy said, staring at Harry.

"Haha, does it have anything to do with you? If you're not convinced, then come to the Duel Club and I'll teach you a lesson!"

"Who is afraid of whom?"

……

Friday night.

It's the duel club's club day.

In the past, it was Black, the president of the duel club, and Penelope, the vice president, who demonstrated some duel spells.

Then let everyone practice freely.

But today, something seems a little different.

All members of the Duel Club were notified.

Meet in the club activity room at 6pm on Friday evening.

The Duel Club will have a new advisor.

Everyone was excited when they received the notification.