Who let this Dementor into Hogwarts!

Chapter 165 Let me see what the unicorns are doing...

Lucius and Narcissa left the Forbidden Forest, leaving behind a trembling Dobby.

"What does the gentleman want Dobby to do..."

Dobby said tremblingly.

"You're free." Cohen said to Dobby after making sure the two had left.

He took out a scarf from his pocket and threw it to it - it was originally his Christmas present on Christmas Day, but the little Dementor Mick seemed to like collecting furry woolen fabrics, so Cohen simply stuffed all the sweaters and scarves that he might never wear in his lifetime into Mick's nest.

Pulling out a towel won't have much of an impact.

"what?"

Dobby threw away the socks Lucius gave him, then tightly grasped the scarf given to him by Coin, and then looked at Coin with wide eyes in disbelief.

"Did I speak Chinese?" Cohen raised his eyebrows. "You are free."

Dobby was so excited that he couldn't even speak - his emotions were on a roller coaster.

A minute ago, it had even thought about how horrible way it would die, but now this new owner told it - it was free?
For the other house-elves, this was two pieces of bad news in the same day, but for Dobby, it was great news, twice!

"Thank you, sir!" Dobby bowed to Cohen repeatedly in gratitude and apologized. He wanted to hug Cohen, but because of his identity as a house elf, he still didn't dare to get close. "Dobby thought... thought..."

"You used to think I was a villain similar to the Malfoy family." Cohen said for Dobby, "After all, I will discuss the matter of 'resurrecting Voldemort' with them at Malfoy Manor."

Dobby screamed in fear after hearing the name Voldemort.

"But in reality, even the most authentic acting is still acting," Cohen said. "You have to understand that before you approach wizarding society as an independent."

"Dobby owes you an apology, sir!" Dobby said. "Dobby thought you were also a follower of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named... Dobby wanted to save Harry Potter... But Harry Potter insisted that you were a good man! And in fact, you are a good man!"

"Then you're a good guy," said Cohen. "You can go wherever you want next—but I suggest you explain to Harry why you tried so hard to 'save him'. He still thinks you were trying to murder him."

"Oh my God!" Dobby's eyes showed a deep panic, as if being misunderstood by Harry Potter, whom he respected, was a terrible thing. "Dobby must go and explain to Harry Potter quickly! Dobby didn't mean to murder him!"

"But you have to—"

Snapped!
Dobby disappeared.

"After the Gryffindor match..." Cohen finished his words into thin air.

Good luck to little Harry...

There was no telling what kind of trouble Dobby would cause, but at least Cohen had done one good thing.

So……

[Ding! Goodwill value +300]

[Note: You do good things just for this little bit of data, right?]
So what?
Cohen disagreed with the system's complaints, saying it was as if he were a bad guy pretending to do good things for some ulterior motive...

You don’t have to spend money, but you must have it.

If he ever encountered a situation where he needed precious materials, he could look for them directly in the Goodwill Store - many of the rare and magical animals there could be used as medicine, but Cohen generally would not use Goodwill points to buy things that could be easily bought with Galleons or had more common substitutes.

Things like Reem cattle and Lamora fish...

The Quidditch match continued, but Cohen had no intention of returning to watch. Harry's side would undoubtedly win in the end—as long as Dobby, who had just left, didn't cause any trouble. It had been several months since he'd released Allie into the Forbidden Forest, and since he was here, Cohen decided to check on the unicorns.

Considering that Hagrid probably wouldn't dare to give them wine anymore, Cohen hoped that Ali could be taught to be more normal by the unicorns.

After all, the nature of unicorns should be noble...

"How about this? Dig a canal from here, and every day when you wake up you can..."

From outside the dense, forced-brush wall, Cohen could clearly hear the sounds within.

This hedge wall was something new—the unicorns seemed to have built it with magic, but whether it was for protection against danger or to conceal the secrets within was unclear...

Oh my god, that voice just now was a human voice!

Why are there humans in the unicorn's habitat!

And what did that person mean by “water channel” and “you can just wake up and…”?
With a dark face, Cohen used his wand to tear a hole in the two-person-high hedge for himself to pass through.

Now Cohen could fully see what was hidden in the huge hedge.

There are two plantations at the edge. One is an extremely miniature wheat field, which looks only the size of a four-person dormitory; the other is a square grape trellis with tender buds sprouting from the grapes.

Wheat and grapes, obviously, these were used to make wine - Cohen saw the wine barrels beside the fields and a large number of unicorns surrounding the wine barrels.

Besides the unicorn, there's something here that's clearly human.

An old man with gray hair in brewery overalls.

Yali was talking to the old man with her back to Cohen - relying on the marks it made in the soil.

"Gulu gulu gulu——"

A unicorn was lying beside the barrel, with its mouth completely inserted into the pit below the barrel that was filled with mixed wine and malt liquor, sucking the liquor frantically.

Cohen's appearance made it stop drinking, think for a moment, and then lower its head and started drinking again.

"Gulu gulu gulu..."

[Hey, wait, that's Ali's child.]

The unicorn leader spotted Cohen and quickly kicked the unicorn that was drinking.

[Hurry, Yali said to be more restrained if he comes...]

"What a coincidence! Everyone is having a party." Cohen said expressionlessly.

"Hey, you're a student at Hogwarts, right?"

The old man who was "talking" to Yali saw Cohen and noticed the school uniform on Cohen.

"Are you here to look for unicorns too? They're so amazing! I thought unicorns and wizards didn't get along at all... It seems the unicorns at Hogwarts are well cared for."

"It's good, it's a good life, just hanging out and drinking." Cohen said calmly, "Isn't it, Ali?"

The scene became quiet for a while, and the only sound was the gurgling of wine flowing from the outlet of the wine barrel.

(End of this chapter)