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"But after you've resolved this matter, you must return to the stands!"

Mrs. Hooch seemed to imply that she wouldn't have given him face if Dumbledore hadn't been the headmaster.

"Of course!" Lin Bei chuckled, then turned to Fred and the others, saying, "Don't worry, it won't take too long."

"As for that guy who pulled those dirty tricks, I'll help you catch him."

"Harry will be perfectly fine too."

After saying that, Lin Bei's figure suddenly disappeared before the eyes of Madam Huo Qi and the others.

Everyone hurriedly searched for Lin Bei's figure.

It's best to look up before you realize it.

Lin Bei appeared quietly in the drizzling rain.

It's amazing that it can stand at least thirty feet in the air without relying on a broom.

The dense rain curtain posed no threat to Lin Bei whatsoever.

Lin Bei is not someone who can see things with the naked eye.

To reach Lin Bei's level, one must at least master the ability of magical vision.

You need to learn to see the traces of energy.

Lin Bei watched with great interest as Harry performed his various comical yet effective flying maneuvers for a while.

Then he turned his attention to the bouncy ball that was frantically circling around Harry.

Looking at the magical trajectory connected to it, a look of surprise slowly appeared on his face.

This kind of magic doesn't seem like something a wizard would use; it's more like a house-elf.

"Is that the house-elf Harry mentioned before? I think his name was Dobby."

Lin Bei smiled with interest, then vanished into the thick rain.

Harry dodged the ball's attack once again.

His exceptional Quidditch talent, coupled with the rigorous training he received from Quidditch master Wood, led him to achieve his goal.

The Harry of today is not the same Harry of the past; he is now at least a level 30 Quidditch baby, and he begins to fly around the edge of the Quidditch arena like a giant pendulum.

After circling half the arena, Harry suddenly realized that the sound of wind rushing past his ears that he often heard behind him had disappeared.

'Could it be that Mrs. Hodge has already dealt with that crazed, wandering ball?'

Harry quickly turned around and, sure enough, found that the crazed, wandering ball was gone.

However, a figure he disliked very much appeared, ranking fifth in terms of his dislike level. The top four were Snape, Malfoy, and his two henchmen.

"Professor Lin Bei?!"

Chapter 208

Lin Bei nodded, then reached out as if to grab something.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Bei disappeared from Harry's sight.

Leave only one sentence.

"Tell Mrs. Hodge that the game can continue."

Harry frowned as he peered through the rain.

In a blink of an eye.

Lin Bei has returned to his office.

Accompanying him was a very short house sprite with bat-like ears, a long, thin nose, large, protruding green eyes, and wearing only an old pillowcase.

Dobby, the domesticated imp caught red-handed, was now standing trembling in front of Lin Bei.

It tried several times to sneak away using the illusion magic unique to house-elves, but Lin Bei's casual spatial magic imprisoned it, making escape impossible.

Dobby finally realized that this professor was no ordinary wizard, and that he was likely in grave danger today.

No one can keep a domesticated imp from coming and going.

"I've always been curious about you domesticated little devils."

Possessing unparalleled talent, they can completely ignore Hogwarts's protective barriers, and even the Anti-Apparition Charm cannot restrain them.

This is no longer a curse, it's magic.

Lin Bei sat casually behind his desk, his eyes scrutinizing the Dobby with a look of curiosity.

"Dobby, Dobby wasn't sent by Master!" the little imp declared defiantly. "Dobby will not yield, Dobby cannot betray my Master."

"Heh~" Lin Bei chuckled casually, "But that's quite a lie, even though the wizarding world did deal with you defeated little goblins."

But your talents still exist. As long as you are little fairies who have awakened free will, you can still fight against the spells and contracts that wizards have imposed on you with your innate talents, right?

I've also heard about the Little Fairy Rebellion Alliance.

In other words, the Ministry of Magic in England picked up the idiot and pretended not to see it.

"Alright, I'll assume you're a domesticated little fairy who won't betray your master."

Then why are you bothering our Potter?

Dobby's face changed instantly. He seemed to have been stimulated by something, and tears kept rolling down his long, pointed nose.

“Dobby, Dobby never wanted to harm the great Harry Potter,” Dobby sobbed.

Lin Bei shrugged and asked with some curiosity, "Why do you admire Harry Potter so much, yet want to use a Broomstick to knock him off the broom and kill him?"

Dobby's behavior aroused Lin Bei's curiosity.

It's already quite strange that a domesticated fairy would act without its master's permission.

Even more bizarrely, while verbally expressing his gratitude to Harry, he actually manipulated the Loopball to smash Harry's head.

"No, that's not it! Dobby never intended for Harry Potter to fall off his broom and die!" Dobby exclaimed emotionally. "Dobby! Dobby wants to save Harry Potter's life!"

Lest, lest...

Dobby is a bad guy, Dobby is a bad guy!

Lin Bei raised an eyebrow. It seemed that the methods used by those ancient wizards were even more ruthless than his own. At most, he could only apply a mental imprint to maintain the loyalty of his subordinates and prevent any disastrous betrayal.

The methods of ancient sorcerers, however, involved spells and oaths that were heritable, coupled with a deep-seated indoctrination of servility.

Brainwashing at various levels.

After wailing and tormenting himself for a while, Dobby continued, "Dobby just wanted the great Harry Potter to get hurt a little and be sent home so he could rest."

It's too dangerous here, um, um...

Ah~ Dobby can't say, Dobby can't say!

Dobby, brandishing his claws and looking terrified, grabbed a thick book from the desk in front of him and slammed it against his head, muttering in pain under his breath:

"Bad Dobby, very bad Dobby... he actually revealed the secret that Master was supposed to keep strictly confidential..."

"Alright!" Lin Bei was getting annoyed by the noise.

As Lin Bei's voice rang out, Dobby seemed to freeze in place.

"Isn't it just that Voldemort wants to be resurrected, and your master Lucius wants to use Voldemort to gain his own benefits?"

What a clown!

"Stop talking... Waaah, stop talking..." Dobby's tears fell in large drops. "Dobby betrayed his master. Dobby is a very, very bad house-elf..."

Lin Bei sneered, "It seems that our invincible Dumbledore isn't doing so well after all."

They were actually manipulated by a mere school board member.

Please~

This is the wizarding world, not the world of ordinary people.

I wouldn't even be a decent dog!

"This is so frustrating!"

"Dobby is a very, very bad house-elf..."

Lin Bei, watching Dobby still torturing himself, finally lost his patience and stood up from his chair.

"Never mind, I always feel like it's a bit difficult to communicate with you."

It seems we need to re-educate them.

"Let's go, we'll go straight to your master and have him explain things to you!"

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The Malfoy Manor was brightly lit at this moment.

As a proper pure-blooded nobleman, one has quite a few social engagements every day.

A domesticated little fairy is cleaning up the mess after the banquet.

"Lucius, do we really have to do this?"

Lucius's wife, Narcissa Malfoy, asked with a worried look, "If other Death Eaters see this and leak it, your standing in Mystic's eyes will probably be even more precarious, won't it?"

“Don’t worry, Narcissa.” Lucius leaned on his cane and chuckled self-deprecatingly. “We already had no way to salvage the situation.”

Lucius reached up and pressed the Dark Mark under his left arm.

They fell silent without realizing it.

Lucius didn't think he had done anything wrong.

They supported Voldemort in the first place for personal gain; all pure-blood families are like that.

The only difference is that the objects of the bets are different.

In the end, to avoid being purged, Lucius decisively sided with Dumbledore after seeing that Voldemort's power was waning, because Dumbledore believed in rules and respected the rules of the game.

Although there were some losses in the business, at least the Malfoy family was saved.