69novels Chapter 274 Snake-like Voice
Chapter 274 Snake-like Voice
Chapter 274 Snake-like Voice
"Harry Potter can't go!"
The tiny figure made a loud noise.
"A house-elf?" Kingsley drew his wand.
Dumbledore spoke up: "It's a house-elf from Hogwarts named Dobby."
Hearing this, Lane pressed Kingsley's hand down—after all, Dumbledore had personally stamped and certified it, so there must be a reason for it.
Dobby, what are you doing here?
Dobby must stop him, Dobby must save Harry Potter, Dobby cannot let Harry Potter go to danger.
Dobby, the house-elf, was crying and fussing.
I think I once saw a house-elf about to join Hogwarts—Ryan saw the house-elf and recalled the information he had encountered before, plus the fact that he had never seen Dobby when he used to go to the kitchen to freeload: "Where were you before you came to Hogwarts?"
"Dobby—Dobby—, in the house of the most wicked wizards, they are here to find the people who murdered Harry Potter, the savior. Their name is Malfoy."
Dobby yelled.
These words shocked everyone.
Kingsley, as a Ministry of Magic employee, knew all too well that Malfoy donated so much money that he was someone you couldn't afford to mess with.
Harry Potter, however, did not believe it. Although he and Malfoy initially disliked each other, their relationship had gradually improved, and Malfoy would never kill him.
Ryan was even less willing to listen; this was unacceptable—he was trying to sow discord among his underlings. "Is that so? If there's nothing else, you can leave, Mr. Dobby."
"Oh!" Dobby exclaimed excitedly, almost fainting. "Mr. Dobby! Mr. Dobby! Someone actually called me Mr. Dobby!"
Ryan: ? ? ?
So it turns out this house-elf has mental issues, then there's nothing wrong with it.
No, there's still a big problem!
How did this house-elf know Harry was going to the Chamber of Secrets?!
Ryan was momentarily filled with doubt and uncertainty.
"Dobby, I have complete trust in my student, and I hope you won't slander him. Now please step aside; we have important matters to attend to."
"Dumbledore said."
"No! Dobby must ensure Harry Potter's safety! Harry Potter is the savior of all house-elves, freeing them from the Dark Lord's rule. Dobby must ensure Harry Potter's safety!"
Dobby's screams were so loud they shook both the upper and lower floors.
Dumbledore and Lane exchanged a glance.
Dumbledore could tell from Ryan's eyes that Ryan was questioning him: Why didn't you assess his mental condition before letting a house-elf with a mental illness into Hogwarts?
Dumbledore was also helpless; Dobby was perfectly normal during the job interview!
I was thinking of continuing forward, but Dobby was stubbornly blocking my way.
Finally, realizing that he, a little elf, couldn't stop four wizards, he clung to Harry, holding him tightly as if he were about to Apparate away should Harry encounter any danger.
That works too.
Harry felt uncomfortable all over.
He suddenly realized the strange things that had happened to him recently, so he started arguing with Dobby about old grievances.
From the car chase to the training, and then to Scabbers' accident, Harry blamed everything on Dobby.
Ninety percent of them belonged to Dobby, so Dobby could only loudly proclaim that he was doing it for Harry Potter's good, his loyalty as pure as the sun and moon.
But what could a house-elf confined to the Malfoys' house possibly know? Before Draco joined the Adventurers' Club, he might have known some top-secret information, but after joining, all he knew was what Lucius wanted him to know.
Therefore, in Dobby's mind, Harry Potter was still a fragile little wizard.
Therefore, in Dobby's mind, even if Dumbledore were there, there was no way to guarantee Harry Potter's safety.
Therefore, in Dobby's mind, his understanding of Ryan was still limited to that of a prophet; Ryan wasn't even on Dobby's power ranking list. Not to mention the good news that Voldemort had been captured.
Perhaps Harry hasn't heard that Dobby's cognitive abilities are far behind those of normal people.
Dumbledore, Lane, and Kingsley all sensed that something was wrong.
The weeping Queen Myrtle wept day after day, but she didn't cry tonight.
Instead, they stared wide-eyed as the principal walked into the women's restroom.
Dumbledore: "Is this the place?"
Harry: "Yes, right here. Scabbers was in the pipes near the faucet."
Myrtle: "Oh my god, oh my god, the headmaster actually came here!"
Ryan: "Slytherin-style decor?"
Even the faucets are snake-shaped.
Myrtle: "Oh my god! Ryan actually came here! I have to tell Penelope!"
Kingsley: "It's not unusual for Hogwarts to have Slytherin-style decor."
Myrtle: "Ah! Who are you?! Someone's trespassing into the women's restroom!"
"If it's the locked room mystery from fifty years ago, then it's undoubtedly related to Slytherin. I think instead of using magic to solve it, we should find a wizard who speaks Parsley."
Ryan looked at Harry.
"Parsleyan?" Harry had never heard of the term before.
"It's just a little trick for talking to snakes. It's something you're born with, I can't do it."
"Oh, I see," Harry said, patting his chest. "I know how to do that. When I was little, I released a python to scare my cousin."
Following Ryan's instructions, he hissed at any place with a snake sculpture.
Since no one knows where the door is, let's try them one by one. There must be a snake sculpture among the things Slytherin left behind.
Harry, who was hissing, was completely unaware of the terror in Kingsley's eyes as he took two steps back.
They didn't notice that Dobby had let go of their grip and was trying to hide behind the crowd.
"Harry is a fairly knowledgeable and diligent student, so it's not surprising that he's learned a few other languages, is it, Mr. Kingsley?"
Ryan said with a smile.
There was no smile in his eyes; he stared intently at Kingsley.
Dumbledore seemed to be too old and hard of hearing, and didn't hear the two people behind him talking. Instead, he started admiring the view from the women's restroom—he'd never been here before, and this restroom was truly a restroom.
Kingsley shuddered; he had heard that Harry's grades weren't very good.
He had also heard that the savior was no different from an ordinary little wizard.
However, when Harry reappeared before everyone, the power he displayed was already at the level of an elite wizard like himself.
He dared not think too deeply, nor could he. This was Hogwarts, and here was someone who claimed to have killed Bowles and didn't even bother to deny it.
He nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, this child has good grades and is very talented. He's just different; he can learn everything."