I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 78 Clear Stupidity

Owen nodded, passed Lockhart's body, and walked in a further direction.

"This year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, will it be Professor Snape?" Draco followed along.

"Why, do you have a grudge against him?"

"What do you mean?"

"Everyone knows that a wizard who is a professor of the dark arts will not end well."

"This year, Principal Dumbledore found another unlucky guy."

"As for Professor Snape, although he has always been discriminatory towards me, I am a generous person. How can I care about it? Let him continue to work! In a few years, I will propose to the principal to let him replace Black Magical Defense Professor!"

"Humph!"

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The sky is blue, and there are thousands of paper cranes outside the window.

The smile on Lockhart's face finally faded.

He really wanted to cry, but the character supported him and prevented his tears from flowing out.

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After a few 10 minutes, the little wizard finally bought all the textbooks for this year.

Gather at the door.

Owen snapped his fingers.

Dobby then appears.

"Take these home, oh! By the way, help Harry Ron and the others to take them home." He pointed to a stack of books that fell high on the ground.

There are about hundreds of various precious books.

"Okay, sir." Dobby nodded.

After these days, its perception of Irving, its new owner, has changed greatly.

He will not beat it casually, will not starve it, let alone cut off its head and hang it on the wall.

This month has been the happiest it has ever been.

Although I still don't have freedom, but—it's not unacceptable to continue like this.

The happiness in front of him has blinded Dobby's longing for freedom.

And these - Owen didn't care at all.

Sometimes he forgets that there is an elf at home, and he only thinks about it when he is working.

As for the rest of the time, Merlin knew what an elf did in his spare time.

"Sir, are these all?" Looking at the stack of books leaning against the wall of Lihen Bookstore in front of him, which are more than ten feet high, the elf asked a little uncertainly.

"That's right, that's it. Be careful, some are very expensive." Before Owen could speak, the owner of Lihen Bookstore came out quickly, looking at Owen with a smile on his face.

This master is simply the savior of their bookstore!

To know those orphan copies, manuscripts are not easy to sell.

After all, for most wizards, it is enough to buy a copy, and the copy will be more exquisitely made, and the errors in the original manuscript will be deleted and the content will be integrated.

As for those manuscripts—isn’t it a serious disease to buy those?
It's stuff that's been under the box for hundreds of years.

With a layer of dust, ordinary wizards would feel their eyes dirty even at a glance.

——But today!

Nowadays!

Finally sold!

At this moment, in his eyes, Owen had already surpassed Harry and Lockhart. If he wasn't afraid that the Auror would give him a strange charge, he would have gone to kiss that boy.

"Okay, sir." Dobby changed his words in a panic, then stared at Owen cautiously. After seeing that the other party was not angry, he breathed a sigh of relief and began to deal with the book in front of him.

"Oh my God! This is it?"

Suddenly, there was a exclamation in his ears, which instantly made Owen's head suddenly wake up.

Damn it, I forgot Granger was here!
"It's just a house elf." Beside Owen, Malfoy pointed his chin at Hermione and said, "You have never seen this kind of creature before!"

"That's really sad."

"Owen, what's going on?" Hermione skipped Malfoy's taunt and walked straight to Owen.

"A house elf is just that-" Ron on the side explained.

Then I saw Hermione's face falling freely with his words, getting darker and darker as he spoke.

As he spoke, a cool breeze suddenly blew across Ron's neck.

Hiss~ It's going to rain!

Realizing that there was going to be a verbal battle, Ron immediately shut his mouth.

"Wait! I know what you're going to say."

Looking at Hermione's face, Owen spoke in advance without thinking.

"I also hate this kind of racial exploitation!"

Originally, Dobby still called him Master.
After hearing it only once, Owen forcibly ordered him to change his title.

What do you call hanging street lights?

I don't want to be a pendant.

Owen took off his coat as he spoke.

It was draped over Dobby.

"Starting today, Dobby, you're free!"

"???"

Dobby, who was about to carry the books, was suddenly taken aback.

Then the whole body froze.

It's a little dazed.

Thought I heard it wrong.

"You're free Dobby!"

Before Malfoy could open his mouth, Owen spoke again.

"Sir - Dobby - Dobby"

It touched the coat on its body and stared at Owen with its big flashing eyes in disbelief. Gradually, a tear dropped from the corner of its eye and fell to the ground.

"and many more!"

Owen stopped him: "Although you are free now, you are helpless and have no job. Moreover, you are no longer a member of the Sanchez family, so you can no longer live and eat for free like before."

"Do you feel at a loss about the future, at a loss, flustered, look at you, tears are dripping down."

"Well, I'll give you a job. From today, now, I, Owen Sanchez, will officially hire you, Dobby!"

Owen patted the elf on the shoulder, with a capital smile on his lips.

"Go to work at six o'clock every day, leave work at nine o'clock, take one day off a week, and I'll pay you seven Galleons a month! How about it!"

"No—no, Dobby doesn't need a vacation, and Dobby wants to work hard." Dobby, who was still in a dizzy state, subconsciously said urgently.

It bowed towards Owen, as if taking too much rest time was a crime.

"Oh~ is that so? That's how we are! Flexible work, shifts and rest. Eight Galleons a month! Any questions?"

"No, Dobby. It's okay, Dobby."

The elf touched Owen's coat, which was an expensive Muggle windbreaker. The warm touch from his fingers made everything feel so real.

"Sir, I gave Dobby some clothes."

"Dobby—Dobby's free!"

"Well! You are free, and you are free labor—bah—I mean, you have a bright future, come on! Work hard! Fight! For a new and brand new tomorrow."

"Oh! Kind sir, you are simply the kindest wizard, you—" Dobby, who was so excited beyond words, wrapped his clothes and sobbed in a low voice.

It was as if it had really been set free.

After a long while, Dobby raised his head again, staring at Owen reverently with his big watery eyes, "Thank you, sir."

Amount(⊙o⊙)…

Looking at the stupid elf with clear eyes in front of him, Owen's neck couldn't help but feel a slight chill.

似~
Fortunately, there are no streetlights in Diagon Alley.

　No. [-] is on the shelves!No. [-] on shelves!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)