Harry Potter Reborn

December 1994 has arrived.

At the same time, there were strong winds, rain and snow. Although there was always a cold wind in the castle in winter, it was undoubtedly much better than Durmstrang's big ship parked on the lake.

At least the castle had hot fires and thick walls.

The ghostly ship was swaying in the violent storm, and its black sails were flying and dancing in the dark night sky.

However, Durmstrang School is located in the cold north, so maybe they have already adapted to this temperature.

Hagrid assigned an after-school homework in the Care of Magical Creatures class, asking them to take care of an animal called a blast-ended snail.

This animal is very ugly, with a thick gray protective coating, powerful legs that are constantly swinging, a tail that is constantly exploding and spitting fire, and their spines and suckers.

What disgusts the students the most is the nature of the snails: as long as they are in a group, they will kill each other, and in the end only the most powerful one will be left, which makes the work of taking care of the students even more difficult.

Of the large box of small snails Hagrid had brought, only ten were left alive, and each one had grown into a two-meter-long monster.

Seeing the somewhat injured students grabbing the randomly exploded blast-ended snails from the burned pumpkin patch nearby and bringing them back to the box, Hagrid said unintentionally: "Although it's a little hard work, this thing is of great use."

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one night.

Hermione suddenly rushed to the dining table, pulling Harry to leave.

She said excitedly: "Harry, I found it, come with me."

"What happened?" Harry asked.

"You'll know when you get there. I found it with great difficulty."

Zhang Qiu shook his head helplessly and continued to have dinner with Astoria.

When Harry and Hermione were passing by the bright library, Viktor Krum was there again. Six or seven girls were hiding next to the row of bookshelves, looking at Krum, and were arguing in low voices whether to invite him or not.

He signed. But when they saw Harry being dragged by his arm and running away, they ran out in surprise and wanted to get Harry's autograph.

Viktor Krum also noticed Hermione, but when he saw Harry next to her, he couldn't help but sigh.

Hermione pulled Harry toward a corridor. At this time, they descended six floors and were walking down the marble stairs into the foyer below.

At the bottom of the stairs, she turned left and hurried toward a door.

This was a remote place, and Harry had never been here before.

He followed Hermione down a set of stone steps. The bottom was not the dark and gloomy underground passage he had imagined, like the underground passage leading to Snape's underground classroom.

Instead, they came to a wide stone corridor, which was brightly lit by torches and decorated with pleasant pictures, mainly of various kinds of food.

One of the pictures shows a huge silver bowl filled with fruit.

Hermione stood in front of the picture of the big fruit bowl. She stretched out her index finger and gently scratched the big green pear. The pear started to squirm, smiling silly, and suddenly stood out from the painting, twisting into a very big pear.

Big green door handle.

Hermione grabbed it and twisted it, and a door appeared on the wall.

Then she walked in, Harry following behind her.

He had already guessed where this was Hogwarts.

Inside the door was a large room with a high ceiling, as large as the auditorium above. There were many clean and gleaming copper pots and basins piled around the stone walls. There was a large brick fireplace at the other end of the room.

There are four long wooden tables placed in the room, and you walk into the kitchen inside. The positions of these tables are exactly the same as the tables of the four colleges in the auditorium above.

More than a hundred elves were working in the kitchen. When they saw a wizard coming in, they all smiled, bowed and curtsied. They all wore the same uniform: a tea towel with the Hogwarts logo on it.

, they wrapped the tea towel around themselves as a robe.

A little thing ran quickly towards Harry from the center of the room, screaming: "Mr. Potter! Mr. Potter!"

But when the owner of the voice was about to rush to Harry, the figure suddenly stopped because it knew that Mr. Potter never liked being too close to him.

Harry put his foot down as he was about to lift it up: "Dobby."

Dobby said excitedly: "It's me. Dobby has been looking forward to seeing Mr. Potter again!"

Dobby's big green eyes like ping pong balls were filled with tears of joy. He looked exactly like Harry remembered. That slender nose like a pencil, those bat-shaped ears, and

The long fingers and feet are still the same, but the clothes are very different from before.

When Dobby worked at the Malfoys' house, he wore the same dirty old pillowcase all year round.

Now, what he was wearing was the strangest combination Harry had ever seen. It was even more exaggerated than the wizards at the World Cup trying to pass themselves off as Muggles.

It has a teapot warmer on its head, with a lot of colorful badges pinned to it, a tie with a horseshoe pattern hanging on its bare chest, and a pair of children's football shorts on its lower body.

Only unmatched socks.

Hermione was carrying a camera around taking pictures of the elves working in the kitchen.

Hermione said sympathetically: "I want to use these real work conditions to explain to others how hard it is for these house elves. By then, our 'Sports Meeting to Ban Cruel Treatment of Our Magical Creature Friends and Improve Their Legal Status' will be organized."

joined."

Harry said: "You haven't given up yet."

Hermione had been pulling people around for quite some time, but except for Malfoy who was forced to join by Harry's power, the others immediately stayed away as soon as they heard about Hermione's united front for elf rights. Even George Frey

Germany, the two inventor brothers who spend all day researching new gadgets and then finding people to test them on, always walked around when they saw Hermione.

Hermione said dissatisfied: "Look at them. They prepare food for the teachers and students of Hogwarts three times a day, day after day, year after year. But they don't get any wages. This is so unfair!"

"Dobby, didn't you say Winky is here too? Where is she? I'm going to write an article about her transformation into two identities, maybe it will attract the attention of those silent house elves."

"Miss Granger, she's here, follow me." Dobich hurriedly led the way.

Dobby stopped in front of the brick fireplace and pointed it out to Hermione.

"Winky, look, Miss Granger!" he said.

Winky was sitting on a stool by the fire. Unlike Dobby, she was not dressed casually at all. She was wearing a neat little skirt and blouse, and a matching blue hat on her head.

The hat had two holes cut out, revealing her two big ears.

However, Dobby took great care of his matching clothes and kept them spotless, as if they were brand new, while Winky didn't care what she wore. Her blouse was splattered with soup stains and there was a spot on her skirt.

Burnt.

"Hello, Winky," Hermione said.

Twinkle's lips trembled, and then she burst into tears. Tears rolled out of her big brown eyes and fell on her chest. Her cry-loving character was exactly the same as that of the Quidditch World Cup.

Hermione said with a headache: "Winky, stop crying."

But Twinkle cried even harder.

"If you cry again, I'll make you put your arms in the fireplace to bake," Harry said.

Winky stopped crying and looked at Harry in fear.

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