Chapter 295 Hermione’s Giving Up

But Hermione was undoubtedly interested in Dobby.

"When did you start to feel that you don't necessarily have to obey your master's words absolutely, and that you should sometimes make decisions for your own life?"

Dobby was a little unfamiliar with Hermione, but because she was Harry's friend, he didn't refuse to communicate.

"Dobby's old master treated Dobby very badly. Whenever he was unhappy, he would ask Dobby to punish him." When he said this, Dobby's eyes were filled with fear. "Sometimes Dobby is obviously right. , but you still have to punish yourself, because only in this way will the old master be happy."

"At that time, Dobby was thinking, why did Dobby do this even though he was clearly not wrong? The master Dobby served, he, he... was an evil bad wizard!"

He seemed to have exhausted all his strength before he said these words. Then, as if he couldn't control himself, he hit the table with his big head crazily.

"Bad Dobby! Bad Dobby!"

Fortunately, Hermione grabbed him and stopped his self-harm.

"Thank you, Harry's friend." Dobby gasped, "Dobby still needs practice, he still needs practice."

After hearing his words, Twinkle screamed immediately, she was extremely angry.

"You should be ashamed of yourself! Instead of practice! Dobby! You're talking about your master like that!"

"He is no longer my master!" Dobby said unconvinced, "Dobby has no master now, he is just working for Dumbledore!"

"You are a bad elf." Twinkle sobbed, with tears in her eyes, "I simply can't imagine how Mr. Crouch will live without me. The mistress has passed away long ago, and he has no one to take care of him. Being alone at home, woo woo woo..."

Hermione looked at Winky's current state with a thoughtful look on her face. She didn't say anything bad about Crouch in front of her, but asked tentatively.

"Can I know how you lived when you were children? Did you receive education?"

But Winky had fallen into deep sadness. She didn't answer Hermione's question, but Dobby on the side spoke.

"Elves don't have their own schools. We are usually educated by our parents after we are born. There is no need to learn the magic of elves. Basically, you can learn it naturally as soon as you reach age."

In front of Dobby, Hermione didn't have to be so careful.

"So what do your parents teach you?"

Dobby recalled.

"They will teach me how to better serve the host family. My mother taught me her cooking skills, and my father taught me how to prune the garden better. Then they will tell me how to better serve the host family. To make the master happy, what are the elf’s taboos?”

"They just taught you this?" Hermione's eyes contained pity, but she didn't show it.

"Otherwise, what else can there be?" Dobby did not feel how pitiful he was about this. "Their lifelong ideal is that after their death, the master will cut off their heads and hang them on the wall for display. That is a small The highest honor of elves, in the end they did get what they wanted. Compared to Dobby, they are both elves that are very popular with their master."

"If Dobby had your own child in the future, would you still educate him like this?" Hermione asked cautiously.

Dobby seemed to have never thought about such a profound thing, but after Hermione asked, he hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his big head.

"Dobby will tell his children the benefits of freedom! There is no need for an elf to be a slave to a wizard! We like to work, but we also have to get paid! This is... this is... .”

He struggled for a long time and didn't say what it meant, but Hermione added it to him with a serious look.

"This is the right of every intelligent life!"

Dobby looked pleased.

"You are right, I remember your name, Hermione, this is the power of intelligent life!"

Dobby chatted with them a lot later, and he was excitedly talking about how he planned to spend the salary he earned.

He puffed out his bare chest and said he wanted to buy himself a jumper.

Although Ron was not interested in Hermione's previous so-called Liberation of House Elves Front, he liked an independent elf like Dobby very much.

He expressed his willingness to give Dobby the sweater his mother knitted for him, and Mrs. Weasley would knit a new one for her children every Christmas.

Dobby was very happy and said that he could make Ron's sweater smaller so that it would fit his body shape.

They chatted for two hours, and finally Harry and the three of them prepared to leave from the kitchen.

The house elves enthusiastically stuffed their pockets with various snacks and sent them off with respectful curtsies.

Before leaving, Hermione took one last deep look at the elves and Dobby, who returned to work happily.

"I don't need to figure out how to free these house elves anymore."

Ron and Harry both looked at her with shocked eyes.

"Have you figured it out?"

"Have you finally seen that these elves like to work?"

Hermione shook her head, an easy smile on her face.

"Because they don't need me. I am a wizard and a vested interest served by them. I help them gain equal status from the wizard level. Even if I succeed in the end, it will not be strong."

"If they want to gain true respect and equality, they need their own internal efforts. Only freedom obtained from the bottom up is real freedom. Some of them have already had this idea. .”

"Dobby, he is the first, but definitely not the last. His awakened thoughts will affect his descendants, and his descendants will affect more elves. With elves like him appearing, it is more important than ever. The existence of a wizard like me is far more important."

Harry and Ron looked at each other in confusion. Hermione spoke for a long time, but they only understood it half-understood.

However, neither of them delved into the meaning of these words. Anyway, as long as Hermione no longer insisted on bringing the elves to rebel, which was such a ridiculous idea, it would be a good thing for them.

The three of them walked to the corridor of the castle, and when they were returning to the Gryffindor lounge, they suddenly discovered that it was snowing heavily outside the castle.

"Hey, it turns out it's already Christmas!" Ron said excitedly.

Harry shrugged.

"I'm really curious about how we will spend Christmas this year."