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Through the screen, Jellal had already spotted him in the front row at the center of the banquet. It had to be said that the Minister of Magic was indeed quite adept at handling affairs of state.

He could keep up a conversation with people from all walks of life, even if it was a topic he didn't know much about, and he could pretend to answer it fluently.

From this perspective, his rise to the position of Minister of Magic can truly be considered a result of his own strength. His ability to maneuver is also a sign of his strength.

But Gerard hadn't deliberately turned on the surveillance device to see him. With a light snap of his fingers, the image on the screen before him suddenly switched.

This is a dark basement, and the only light is two broken kerosene lamps.

The dark-haired woman in a bright red evening gown swayed her figure, holding a half-full glass of red wine in her hand.

This woman was none other than Manila Pollardgera, wife of Tusk Pollardgera and mistress of the Pollard family. She had once been hailed as the most ladylike woman in the wizarding world, a frequent guest of Ladies Weekly, and the jewel of a pure-blood family...

With all the halos surrounding her, everyone thinks she is a graceful, dignified and gentle perfect woman. But in fact, she has a side that is unknown to the public.

At this moment, in front of her, there was a house-elf with scars all over its body hanging upside down. The house-elf's name was Lola, and she was a very young house-elf.

Lola, like its parents, is a servant of the Pollardgera family.

However, a few years ago, Lola's parents had passed away one after another. At that time, Lola didn't know the reason, she only saw that her parents' bodies were covered with bruises when they were carried away.

It was not until two months ago when it was brought into this basement by the hostess in front of it that it finally understood how its parents died.

And soon, it may follow in its parents' footsteps.

Zi la la.

As Manila flipped a switch in the basement, the entire space erupted in lightning and thunder. Countless ions gathered and converged around Lola.

"Ahhhhhh!" The intense pain made Lola scream miserably, but the sound could not penetrate the sealed basement.

The constantly flashing electric light reflected Manila's morbid and distorted smile. At this moment, it was as if the lady had torn off her gorgeous and hypocritical mask, revealing her true devilish face.

same.

Under the lightning, Lola's face was filled with pain and indignation. But she couldn't resist, and it was impossible for her to resist. She felt that this was the fate of house-elves; after all, they were the private property of their master.

Click.

About five minutes later, Manila finally stopped what he was doing.

This wasn't because she had a change of heart, but because Lola was the only house-elf left in the house. If she killed her, not only would her cowardly husband be unhappy, but there would also be no one to take care of the household affairs.

You can't let her do all those household chores herself, right? No kidding, she's a noble pureblood!

pat.

The noose was removed, and the weakened Lola fell to the ground like a rag. Blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, but she had no strength to wipe it away. She struggled to get up, but the spasms in her body made it impossible.

"Stop pretending and get up!" Manila, wearing high heels, kicked it hard, knocking the elf over. "You should know you have a mission today. Clean the basement for me!"

"Yes..." Lola responded weakly.

Even though the grief and indignation within him had been brewing to its peak, his body still instinctively responded. This was the servility ingrained into the bones of the house-elves, a deep-seated servility.

This kind of slave mentality certainly cannot be formed naturally, but is deliberately guided by wizards in a special way.

From the "Mind Control Potion" to the "Slavery Ring", they have been continuously enslaving the minds and bodies of house-elves since ancient times, and the population evolution has been formed through years of accumulation.

It is very difficult, extremely difficult, to change this kind of servility from within. It can only be broken through external influence.

"You dirty pig, you're such a scumbag!" Manila looked at Lola, who was struggling to get up, with disdain on her face, straightened her clothes and turned to walk towards the corridor entrance.

Seeing this, Jellal frowned and sighed softly. "Let's start with this, Aura." The voice seemed to carry some special magical power, piercing through the layers of the void.

"Of course, sir." Behind Lola, a black hole slowly opened. Aura, wearing a black suit and full of confidence, slowly walked out.

Snapped.

But when Ola snapped his fingers, Lola in front of him was stunned and turned her head with a slightly dazed expression.

"From now on you are no longer a slave, my fellow man."

Aura reached out and gently stroked its head, saying softly, "Think about how your family, your parents, died? Do you still intend to endure this kind of pain and torture? Come, come... Follow me, let's fight against these evil wizards."

476 Human Nature

Curly-haired boy: Damn, these so-called pure-blood families are so crazy, aren’t they?

The illustrator of the book: This is truly insane, and they don't even have the slightest moral bottom line that humans should have.

Ever since Jellal sent some footage of the Pollardjela family abusing house-elves into the group, all the group members became indignant.

Hatchet Girl: I'm afraid slaves in slavery societies also lived this way. The slave owners could beat them or kill them at will.

Book artist: Yes, human beings’ cruelty and selfish nature are also passed down from generation to generation.

This is an actor: That's not the case. Human nature is also two-sided. Cruelty, greed, and selfishness are human nature, but so are sacrifice, dedication, and kindness. We must see things in their entirety, not just promote parts of them.

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Ultimately, it’s just that Manila didn’t choose kindness.

Skirt-Lifting Maniac: I think most of these self-proclaimed purebloods have already abandoned their kindness. If they were kind, why would they go around claiming to be superior to others?

Skull Island Handsome Guy: For them, the theory of bloodline should be a banner. They hoisted this banner high, thus taking the initiative in the discourse of the wizarding world.

Lazy Kitten: Right! There are other arguments along the same lines, like the population theory and the regional theory. Some people think that living in a prosperous area means you're superior to others, that you're the sophisticated bourgeoisie, while others living in impoverished areas are just peasants!

Skirt-lifting freaks: There are so many of them, seemingly everywhere. Even the students in Academy City look down on the average student. They think they're superior, since they're esperates.

Fairy Chi Lian: It's not just these things, there's also the occupational theory. They think they're noble just because they've had a few years of education, and they look down on the common people.

Shaking her head, Li Mochou sighed softly. Even in the Southern Song Dynasty, those who had undergone ideological transformation could not completely eliminate this phenomenon.

It's just a different model than before.

In the past, those who had no education were considered inferior, and now those who have not learned ideological concepts are considered inferior. There is actually no difference between the two. They are both superior thinking, which is just a change of name.

It is difficult, very difficult, to completely change this mindset. At least Li Mochou has not yet figured out a feasible solution.

With this thought, she twisted and turned into an alley. She glanced behind her subconsciously, a playful smile playing on her lips. Her figure flashed, disappearing from the spot as if she had teleported.

"Huh?" The little girl in green robes, who had been quietly following her, was stunned and confused. "Where's the person? Where did he go?"

Running quickly to the center of the alley, the little girl looked around. But there was no one, not even a mouse, to be seen. "How could... they just disappear like that?"

Could it be that I saw a ghost?

The more Qu Feiyan thought about it, the more frightened she became. She even felt a gust of cold wind coming from behind her. But when she turned around, she saw nothing.

grunt.

After swallowing hard, Qu Feiyan had no choice but to move forward.

At this moment, she didn't notice that a figure had quietly floated up behind her. A white hand reached out invisibly and placed it on her arm from behind. "Who are you looking for?"

Click.

Qu Feiyan was petrified, her entire body rigid. She turned her head mechanically, only to be met with a terrifying, green-faced, fang-baring face.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" A high-pitched scream echoed throughout the alley.

puff.

Looking at the little Loli with her eyes rolled back and lying on her back, Li Mochou took off his mask and fell into deep thought.

Illustrator: So, how does An Ran-san plan to punish Manila? Just kill him?

This is an actor: that's too boring.

Curly Hair: Indeed, it's not only boring but also very tedious to just kill her like that. Since she did such a crazy thing, we should treat her in the same way!

Foul-mouthed man: I agree with this proposal, both hands in favor! To deal with such a scumbag woman, we should use her method. Hang her up first and leave her with a pair of stockings.

Skirt-Lifting Maniac: As expected, Mr. Deadpool, you would say something like that. Is that not surprising?

Foul-mouthed man in a suit: What’s going on? Am I wrong, uncle?

Soul Society's villain: She's a beast for doing this, right? You agree with that, right? If you do things her way, wouldn't you become a beast too?

Curly-haired boy: No, no, no, this guy is even higher than an animal. She even wants people to be bald, which is even worse than an animal!

Foul-mouthed man: Bullshit, didn’t I say I would leave her two pairs of stockings?

Shark-faced guy: That's very kind of you.

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: An Ran-san must have already thought of a plan, right?

This is an actor: nothing new, it's all the same old story. A public trial, where the victim decides the other's fate.

The screen before Gerard's eyes shifted again. The once magnificent banquet hall had become dilapidated. Most of the so-called elite members of the magical world had already fled, while the rest lay unconscious on the ground.

It was obvious they were under attack, and the attacker was none other than the house-elf they considered expendable. The head of the household, Mr. and Mrs. Pollardgera, were huddled in a corner, trembling with fear as they watched the killer approach.

"How does revenge feel?" asked Aura, who was dressed in a suit and did not look like a house-elf at all.

"It was not as pleasant as I had hoped, sir."

Lola had also regained consciousness from her bewitching state, but she still had memories and experiences of her master. She did not feel panic or fear, but instead her eyes revealed a calm and composed expression.

"It's okay, this is just the beginning." Ola smiled softly and snapped her fingers.

A golden chain suddenly appeared, binding the Pollardgera couple tightly. Simultaneously, a black void suddenly swallowed the couple completely.

"It's time for us to go, my compatriots." Aura reached out and held Lola's wrist, saying softly.

"Where?"

"Of course, to meet our fellow countrymen, we are not alone."

477 Major Events in the Wizarding World

Two days later, early in the morning.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione met up in the common room as usual, but the atmosphere today was noticeably different. Students gathered in groups of three or four, gossiping and discussing something.

"What's going on?" Hermione blinked, looking confused.

"Perhaps something has happened?" Ron rubbed his eyes and said, "But it doesn't matter. No matter how bad it is, it can't compare to the Potions class we are about to take."

"That's true." Harry nodded in agreement and said, "Potions class is indeed quite terrible, especially when I have to look at Snape's greasy long hair during class. It makes me feel even more nauseous when I already feel like vomiting."

"I think Professor Snape isn't that bad, right?" Hermione was silent for a moment, then said, "It's better for you not to impose psychological factors on yourselves."

"What do you mean by putting psychological pressure on yourself?" Ron frowned and said, "He's targeting us so maliciously, can't you see? Aren't you also a target?"

"That's true." Hermione didn't deny it, but she still insisted on her opinion. "But that doesn't mean we have to express our dissatisfaction in this way. At least Professor Snape's professional knowledge is still very solid."

"Damn it!"

Ron held his head, his face filled with pain as he said, "I really can't believe you would actually say good things about that bastard Snape! Is it just because he's a professor? Just because the person you like is also a professor, do you love all professors as well?"

"No, no!" Hermione blushed and said, "Professor Ziklein and I are not in that kind of relationship at all!"

"I didn't say anything about Professor Ziklein." Ron narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you admitting it yourself?"

"You..." Hermione was suddenly speechless, not knowing how to answer.

This is so embarrassing, this time it's really embarrassing. It's all my fault for not being able to control myself last time and letting them see that scene. No matter how I explain it now, I'm afraid they won't believe it.

"Hey, everyone." Fortunately, the twin brothers George and Fred happened to come over at this time and saved Hermione. "Are you guys discussing that thing too? That's really unexpected, isn't it?"

"Unexpected?" Ron was stunned for a moment and said, "Didn't you already know this? I remember I told you."

"Ron!" Hermione's cheeks flushed, and she shouted, "You, you're still telling everyone? Didn't you promise me that you would keep it a secret?"

"Well, I don't think this is a big deal." Ron scratched his head and turned away, saying, "Even if others find out, it won't matter."

"It's nothing?" Hermione was stunned, her expression dull.

What the hell is going on in this person's head? Is he just a mess? How could this be unrelated? If this kind of scandal between a teacher and a student gets out in the open, it's going to be a big deal, right?

Even those who are emotionally fragile might commit suicide because they can't stand the public opinion! How can this kind of thing be called unrelated? People who spread other people's privacy just for fun are disgusting!

now.

Hermione sincerely felt that a man like Ron would never find a girlfriend. Anyone who wanted to be his girlfriend would be incredibly unlucky. Absolutely!

She was complaining in her heart but she didn't know that in the original book, she would not only become Ron's girlfriend in the future...but the two of them would also get married.

"Hey, you guys don't seem to be talking about the same thing I was thinking." George interrupted the conversation and winked at Hermione. "The thing about Miss Granger and Professor Ziklaine should be well known to everyone. It's not a big deal, except that those girls are very hostile to you now."

"Oh, my God!" Hermione covered her face, feeling like she had lost everything in her life. No wonder the girls in the dormitory seemed to be targeting her these past two days. It turned out that this was not an illusion?

"Yes, we're talking about a real big deal!" Fred continued, "Much bigger than little Ronnie doing a bench dance with his bare bottom on the balcony!"