Chapter 401 401. The best magic school in the world
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Po Sui Tai Di
Chapter 401 401. The best magic school in the world
Professor McGonagall was agitated for a while before calming down.
When she was excited, she was full of praise for Scott's breakthrough in transfiguration, and she was bent on getting Scott to publish an astonishing thesis and bring honor to Hogwarts.
But after calming down, she finally noticed the other side of the matter.
"I want to know how you got this lizard into the Ministry of Magic, Mr. Trollope," she asked, "and in the hidden office of the Department of Mysteries."
Her expression was a bit awkward, as if she was trying to maintain a serious posture, but unconsciously wanted to defend her students.
"I memorized the route," Scott said, "and had a crow send the lizard across."
"Crows?" Professor McGonagall was a little puzzled, "Those crows you summoned to fight for you?"
"Are birds like crows so smart?" Professor Flitwick was also a little puzzled.
"Not those ordinary crows." Scott said, "It's a product of Transfiguration, just like before..."
He glanced at Professor Flitwick.
"The approach is the same as the previous videotaping of the battle in Little Hangleton Village."
He did not mention Rimbaud.
Rimbaud was his most important companion, and he was not prepared to reveal its peculiarities.
Both Professor Flitwick and Dumbledore nodded knowingly.
Only Professor McGonagall didn't know about this. She turned her head to look at Dumbledore and Professor Flitwick with questions in her eyes.
Professor Flitwick helped Scott explain a few words.
"Students did such a thing, and you didn't tell me? Moreover, two Gryffindor students did this!" Professor McGonagall complained unhappily after hearing this.
Facing her gaze, both Professor Flitwick and Dumbledore turned their heads to look out the window pretending to be inadvertent.
Professor McGonagall snorted and looked at Scott again.
This time, she looked at Scott no longer awkwardly, only serious.
"How dare you do this? How dare you get involved in such a dangerous battle? Still want to make money with such news?" She began to criticize Scott again, "It's too stupid! Fortunately, Felius stopped you!"
Scott bowed his head again.
"However, since you have already told Felius and Albus about this matter afterwards, I will not pursue it."
Professor McGonagall's voice sounded again.
"I have to say that your talent in transfiguration is rare. It is really rare to be able to implant a memory into the transfiguration product at this age."
Her tone softened again, and she could no longer maintain a stern posture.
"Thank you for your compliment, Professor McGonagall." Scott said gratefully, "Every bit of my progress in Transfiguration is inseparable from your teaching, and of course, Professor Dumbledore's hints to me."
Hearing what he said, Professor McGonagall's expression softened, and even the dreaded two nasolabial folds on her face were much lighter.
"Hint?" Dumbledore's face was full of confusion.
Scott said: "It was you who told me that magic is the power of belief. Although it was only a short sentence, this sentence broke my inherent cognition and made me take a big step forward in Transfiguration."
"Oh, it's not worth thanking, I just mentioned it by the way." Dumbledore also smiled cheerfully.
Professor Flitwick coughed, "Go back to Mr. Bird."
He asked the other two professors, "What purpose do you think he has?"
Both Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall shook their heads.
"I don't know exactly what Mr. Bird wants me to do," said Scott, "because I've been ignoring him and Miss Graplan."
After a pause, he continued: "When the Carlo brothers and sisters attacked me, I felt Mr. Bird's magical power for a short time. I suspect that there are many things behind him, such as that weird trial."
"Magic perception? But this is not evidence." Dumbledore shook his head.
Scott nodded, "On the surface, he didn't do anything, but as a senior of the Scholars Union, he made some moves to win over and threaten me. And this threat just blocked some of my authority within the Scholars Union. It's nothing."
Dumbledore thought about it.
"Now I can only ask my acquaintances who work in the Ministry of Magic to pay more attention to him."
"That's all," said Professor McGonagall.
She stared at Scott again, "And you, Mr. Trollope, please remember to be safe, don't cause trouble again, and notify your professor in time if something happens!"
"I see, Professor." Scott quickly agreed obediently.
Dumbledore laughed, "Do you need help, Scott. I can talk to Broderick in person and ask him to grant you permission within the Scholars Union."
Professor Flitwick laughed too, "Oh, I'm sure he'll hold back a lot this way. He's even panicked because he doesn't know how Albus knows about him. And, being targeted by Albus Wizards are always nervous."
"Will this make him more cautious?" Scott said, "Besides, I don't want to grant any authority, just like I said to Miss Graplan, I don't think there is any authority in the Scholars Union. A better professor than Hogwarts."
Now even Professor McGonagall smiled.
"As much as I would like to say don't underestimate other wizards," she said with a smile, "but, of course, Hogwarts is the best wizarding school in the world."
Professor Flitwick nodded, "Although it would be a bit immodest to say so, obviously, I think so too."
"Then let people keep an eye on Broderick first." Dumbledore said, "A person can do some unknown things conveniently only when no one is watching."
After the conversation, Scott said goodbye to the three professors and left Professor McGonagall's office.
"Scott!"
Scott looked around and found his three roommates and Luna waiting for him at the other end of the corridor.
Scott strode up to his companions.
"Are you okay, Scott." Luna looked up at him and asked with concern.
"I'm fine," Scott said.
"Have the professors deducted points from us?" Milton asked anxiously, "The semester is coming to an end, and Ravenclaw can't lose the House Cup just because of us."
Hearing what he said, Roger and Eddie also became nervous.
Scott understood their thinking.
In this school year, due to Snape and Sirius tearing each other down, Gryffindor and Slytherin have been deducted too many points, and have already lost their qualifications to compete for the House Cup.
With such a good opportunity, even the Hufflepuffs, who never liked to be the first, worked hard.
Although Ravenclaw ranks first in the current college rankings, the difference between Hufflepuff and Hufflepuff is not too big.
If Ravenclaw loses the House Cup this year because of five of them being deducted points, they will probably be blamed by many people in the house.
Scott did not answer Milton's question immediately, but looked at their expressions again.
All three of his roommates looked at him nervously, only Luna, who started to wander after knowing that he was fine, obviously didn't care about the college cup.
Scott finally spoke when the three roommates were about to start in a hurry.
He smiled and said, "Don't worry, no points will be deducted."
"Great!"
"We're still champions!"
"Thank you Merlin, thank you professor!"
"Five points will be deducted from Ravenclaw House for your loud noise in the corridor."
A voice that did not belong to them suddenly sounded.
That unique accent mercilessly revealed the identity of the visitor.
Scott's three cheering roommates immediately fell silent.
Snape, who appeared from the corner of the corridor, sneered, his black robe fluttered, and strode past them.
It wasn't until he pushed the door of Professor McGonagall's office and walked in that the three who were frightened breathed a sigh of relief.
"Scott!" Eddie stared and lowered his voice, "Why didn't you remind us?"
Roger stepped forward and threw his thick arms around Scott's neck.
"Eddie was right. I'm sure you sensed Snape's magic, but you didn't say it."
"It's not my fault," Scott said. "Who would have thought that points would be deducted for this reason, and today is the weekend."
Snape was just in a bad mood and looking for an opportunity to deal with them.
But he still has a sense of proportion, and a mere 5 points is just a pain for Ravenclaw.
"Hmph." Eddie said a little unhappy, "He didn't even care about the fact that he suddenly made those two gangsters escape. Who knows if he did it on purpose."
"Shh, don't talk about this." Roger let go of Scott's neck, looked around, "Let the professors deal with this matter."
Eddie glanced at the door of Professor McGonagall's office and closed his mouth.
"Let's go, let's make up for the missed lunch."
Several people walked towards the stairs together.
Scott thought Snape must have done it on purpose.
This would allow him to better win Voldemort's trust.
This is also his due performance as a double agent.
On the way to the kitchen, Eddie was still curling his lips in displeasure.
Scott asked him, "Did you say that other colleges also wanted to make promotional films, and you took over the post-editing work? Now I'm helping Fred and George post-production, and you haven't contacted me yet. Borrow [magic mirror]."
"Oh, there was such a thing in the first place, but they didn't come to me later, and they probably haven't filmed the material yet." Eddie shrugged his shoulders, "It's normal, not everyone can be a director..."
When talking about business experience, Eddie began to talk endlessly, forgetting the unhappiness just now.
Chatting about more pleasant topics, the few people came to the kitchen in the basement to have a delicious meal.
In the kitchen, seeing Lulu, Scott suddenly remembered the house elf Tata who sneaked into Hogwarts with Carlo.
"Lulu."
He just called out, and Lulu ran to him at the fastest speed.
"Dear little wizard, Lulu is here, is there anything else you need? If you want to eat something else, I can prepare it for you right away!"
"The food is enough, Lulu." Scott said, "What I want to ask is, the house elf Tata brought by Carlo that night..."
"Tata!" Lulu immediately opened his eyes and screamed, "Tata, that bad elf!"
"Yeah, where is it now?" Scott asked.
Lulu turned around and ran away, and after a while, it pulled another house elf rudely and ran back.
"Here, Tata is here!" Lulu said loudly, "This bad elf attacked the students of Hogwarts, respected Mr. Principal let Lulu watch her, Lulu and his companions have been staring at her , did not let her escape!"
Scott looked at Tata who was being pulled by Lulu.
Tata looked a little miserable.
There was a scar that hadn't healed on his forehead, and some purple scars on his body, and the tea towel around him had turned into a dirty rag.
"It's you!"
Tata glared at Scott with hatred, her eyes the size of tennis balls were about to pop out.
"It's you, it's you who made my little master be taken away!" It raised its skinny fingers at Scott.
"how dare you!"
Lulu screamed and punched Tata in the chest, knocking him to the ground.
Tata cried loudly, "My poor little master, all Tatas are useless!"
Saying that, it got up and bumped its head against the table leg.
bang.
The food on the table was knocked out, and Tata added another wound to her forehead.
"You bad elf!"
Lulu roared angrily, rushed up and threw Tata to the ground, beating it hard.
"Bad Tata!"
"You're doing something bad again, Tata!"
"How dare you attack our little wizard at Hogwarts!"
The other house-elves in the kitchen were stunned.
After a while, they dropped their work and rushed over, beating Tata frantically.
The kitchen was in complete chaos, and Tata's wailing sounded continuously.
At this moment, the kitchen door was pushed open, and Harry walked in with Ron and Hermione, watching the chaotic scene in shock.
"What are you doing!" Hermione also screamed and rushed forward, "Stop it! Stop it!"
The house elves stopped obediently.
Seeing Tata lying on the ground covered in bruises, Hermione exclaimed and covered her mouth.
"How could this be?" She looked at the miserable Tata in disbelief.
"what happened?"
"So house-elves fight each other too?"
Harry and Ron walked to Scott and the others and asked softly.
At this moment, Hermione turned her head and glared at Scott and the others.
"It's unbelievable that you guys just watched this kind of thing happen?"
Scott glanced at her and continued to eat calmly.
"Oh, it was a misunderstanding," Milton said.
"What misunderstanding?" Hermione asked a little aggressively, "I only saw you enjoying the delicious food while watching a poor house elf being beaten!"
Eddie shrugged. "Honestly, it's not pathetic."
Hermione became even more angry, "Is it pity to see her being beaten to death?"
Eddie shook his head, pouted again, imitating Scott and continuing to eat calmly.
"Hermione!" Harry hurried over to hold her back, "We should first ask what happened."
Hermione's breathing was a little short.
"It's clear that these poor little fellows are doing unpaid labor! No rest, no wages, not even good clothes!"
She glared at Scott and the others again.
"What's even more frightening is that they are still ignorantly bullying each other. This is precisely because of the cruel exploitation of the wizards and their indifference!"
Her voice was loud and full of anger.
The group of house elves shook their heads frantically as they listened.
When Hermione finished speaking, they immediately started screaming.
"horrible!"
"too frightening!"
"rest!"
"Salary!"
"clothes!"
"It's terrifying!"
"How can there be such a scary little wizard!"
"This is a crime!"
"A good house-elf never needs any of that!"
"We can't have much contact with her!"
They covered their ears and ran away, as if fleeing from a terrible virus.
Lulu didn't forget to drag Tata away when he escaped.
Hermione stared blankly at their reactions, trembling with anger.
"I just want to help them!"
She couldn't understand the scene in front of her.
"Sit down first." Scott raised his head and said calmly, "We'll talk when you calm down."
Hermione sat opposite Scott angrily, staring at him blankly.
"I can't calm down!"
She was visibly irritable.
"Then we'll talk later."
Scott raised his hand to stop her next words.
He turned to Harry with a smile and said, "By the way, congratulations on winning the Quidditch championship, Harry."
"Thanks." Harry laughed.
"Aren't you celebrating? Why are you here?" Roger asked sourly, "Didn't you eat and drink enough at the celebration banquet?"
Ron didn't notice Roger's sourness at all, he said happily in a showy tone: "Oh, the celebration is still going on, everyone is going crazy with joy, we are responsible for coming here to ask the house elves to send some more food and drink over."
"Do you still have time to be happy?"
Hermione was gasping for breath.
"If it wasn't for this incident, I wouldn't even know that Hogwarts has such a group of house elves!"
She was in disbelief, as if her faith had collapsed.
"I mean, this is Hogwarts, the best magic school in the world, why would such inhuman things be tolerated!"
Everyone present looked at him with puzzled eyes.
"You just know?" Eddie couldn't help asking, "Then who do you think is helping you carry your luggage, help you do your laundry, and help you clean your bedroom?"
"I... I always thought it was Hogwarts magic." Hermione said a little embarrassed.
"I don't know what you're angry about." Ron looked at her in great confusion. "House-elves like to work, and it's their nature to serve wizards. My mother wants one, but unfortunately our family can't help it." keep."
Hermione retorted, "That's not right! You have to get paid for your work!"
Ron pursed his lips, "You can't violate the innate nature of a creature, although this nature sounds a bit strange."
Hermione didn't agree with his point of view, "I don't believe it's innate, it's wizards enslaving a race, it's magical transformation, it must be evil!"
"Why do you think so?" Scott said slowly, "Humans have tamed other animals to serve themselves since ancient times. Muggles will also use cattle and horses to plow the land and carry goods, but no one will give Those cows and horses pay the wages."
Hermione stared at Scott again, with an expression of disbelief.
"It's different! House-elves have the same intelligence as humans!" she said. "You should respect them and call him or her, not it!"
Scott shrugged. "To me, they're not human. That's enough."
"This is arrogance! Complete arrogance!" Hermione's face was flushed, and her anger was about to explode. "It's hard to understand that you would have such an idea!"
Scott was not angry with her, but said calmly: "Cows and horses also have intelligence, and they are also life, but their intelligence is not as good as that of humans."
He looked up at Hermione.
"If you have the same intelligence as humans, you can treat them as humans. If you don't have the same intelligence as humans, you can treat them as livestock. Is this another kind of arrogance?"
"That's not right..." Hermione said anxiously, "This is not right..."
It's just that she seemed to have been entangled in Scott's logic, and she couldn't refute it for a while.
Scott kept up the good work.
"Since ancient times, human beings have been fighting against the cruel nature in order to survive. Animals are part of nature, and of course, so are magical animals."
"Whether the habits of today's house elves are natural or tamed by wizards, these are the results of the cruel struggles of ancient wizards."
"Survival is so cruel."
"Humans standing at the top of the food chain is the result of millions of years of evolutionary struggle."
"We cannot waste the fruits of victory obtained by our ancestors after their bloody battles, let alone betray their efforts for mankind."
Hermione's eyes flickered at what he said.
Scott knew she was actually a little lost.
"But that's not right." She said stubbornly, her voice was much lower.
"There's nothing wrong with that," Scott said. "Our disagreement is that you equate alien races with humans, but I don't agree with that. Human conquest of them is the fruit of human struggle, and there is no shame in enjoying this victory." .”
"Don't you have no sympathy, no empathy?" Hermione looked into Scott's eyes, as if meeting him for the first time.
Scott shook his head, "Sorry, my sympathy and empathy can be given to any human being, whether it's a wizard or a Muggle. But non-human races are non-human, why should they be regarded as human beings?"
"They themselves don't want to be regarded as humans." Ron muttered, "The Ministry of Magic once wanted to classify the centaurs as humans, but they refused. They firmly believed that they were animals."
Scott shrugged again at Hermione.
"You're just arguing! In the Muggle world today, even animals have protection laws!" Hermione seemed to have recovered from Scott's logic, "I just want to fight for some rights that house elves deserve. What's wrong with that!"
With red eyes, she stood up abruptly, and ran out of the kitchen crying.
(End of this chapter)
Professor McGonagall was agitated for a while before calming down.
When she was excited, she was full of praise for Scott's breakthrough in transfiguration, and she was bent on getting Scott to publish an astonishing thesis and bring honor to Hogwarts.
But after calming down, she finally noticed the other side of the matter.
"I want to know how you got this lizard into the Ministry of Magic, Mr. Trollope," she asked, "and in the hidden office of the Department of Mysteries."
Her expression was a bit awkward, as if she was trying to maintain a serious posture, but unconsciously wanted to defend her students.
"I memorized the route," Scott said, "and had a crow send the lizard across."
"Crows?" Professor McGonagall was a little puzzled, "Those crows you summoned to fight for you?"
"Are birds like crows so smart?" Professor Flitwick was also a little puzzled.
"Not those ordinary crows." Scott said, "It's a product of Transfiguration, just like before..."
He glanced at Professor Flitwick.
"The approach is the same as the previous videotaping of the battle in Little Hangleton Village."
He did not mention Rimbaud.
Rimbaud was his most important companion, and he was not prepared to reveal its peculiarities.
Both Professor Flitwick and Dumbledore nodded knowingly.
Only Professor McGonagall didn't know about this. She turned her head to look at Dumbledore and Professor Flitwick with questions in her eyes.
Professor Flitwick helped Scott explain a few words.
"Students did such a thing, and you didn't tell me? Moreover, two Gryffindor students did this!" Professor McGonagall complained unhappily after hearing this.
Facing her gaze, both Professor Flitwick and Dumbledore turned their heads to look out the window pretending to be inadvertent.
Professor McGonagall snorted and looked at Scott again.
This time, she looked at Scott no longer awkwardly, only serious.
"How dare you do this? How dare you get involved in such a dangerous battle? Still want to make money with such news?" She began to criticize Scott again, "It's too stupid! Fortunately, Felius stopped you!"
Scott bowed his head again.
"However, since you have already told Felius and Albus about this matter afterwards, I will not pursue it."
Professor McGonagall's voice sounded again.
"I have to say that your talent in transfiguration is rare. It is really rare to be able to implant a memory into the transfiguration product at this age."
Her tone softened again, and she could no longer maintain a stern posture.
"Thank you for your compliment, Professor McGonagall." Scott said gratefully, "Every bit of my progress in Transfiguration is inseparable from your teaching, and of course, Professor Dumbledore's hints to me."
Hearing what he said, Professor McGonagall's expression softened, and even the dreaded two nasolabial folds on her face were much lighter.
"Hint?" Dumbledore's face was full of confusion.
Scott said: "It was you who told me that magic is the power of belief. Although it was only a short sentence, this sentence broke my inherent cognition and made me take a big step forward in Transfiguration."
"Oh, it's not worth thanking, I just mentioned it by the way." Dumbledore also smiled cheerfully.
Professor Flitwick coughed, "Go back to Mr. Bird."
He asked the other two professors, "What purpose do you think he has?"
Both Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall shook their heads.
"I don't know exactly what Mr. Bird wants me to do," said Scott, "because I've been ignoring him and Miss Graplan."
After a pause, he continued: "When the Carlo brothers and sisters attacked me, I felt Mr. Bird's magical power for a short time. I suspect that there are many things behind him, such as that weird trial."
"Magic perception? But this is not evidence." Dumbledore shook his head.
Scott nodded, "On the surface, he didn't do anything, but as a senior of the Scholars Union, he made some moves to win over and threaten me. And this threat just blocked some of my authority within the Scholars Union. It's nothing."
Dumbledore thought about it.
"Now I can only ask my acquaintances who work in the Ministry of Magic to pay more attention to him."
"That's all," said Professor McGonagall.
She stared at Scott again, "And you, Mr. Trollope, please remember to be safe, don't cause trouble again, and notify your professor in time if something happens!"
"I see, Professor." Scott quickly agreed obediently.
Dumbledore laughed, "Do you need help, Scott. I can talk to Broderick in person and ask him to grant you permission within the Scholars Union."
Professor Flitwick laughed too, "Oh, I'm sure he'll hold back a lot this way. He's even panicked because he doesn't know how Albus knows about him. And, being targeted by Albus Wizards are always nervous."
"Will this make him more cautious?" Scott said, "Besides, I don't want to grant any authority, just like I said to Miss Graplan, I don't think there is any authority in the Scholars Union. A better professor than Hogwarts."
Now even Professor McGonagall smiled.
"As much as I would like to say don't underestimate other wizards," she said with a smile, "but, of course, Hogwarts is the best wizarding school in the world."
Professor Flitwick nodded, "Although it would be a bit immodest to say so, obviously, I think so too."
"Then let people keep an eye on Broderick first." Dumbledore said, "A person can do some unknown things conveniently only when no one is watching."
After the conversation, Scott said goodbye to the three professors and left Professor McGonagall's office.
"Scott!"
Scott looked around and found his three roommates and Luna waiting for him at the other end of the corridor.
Scott strode up to his companions.
"Are you okay, Scott." Luna looked up at him and asked with concern.
"I'm fine," Scott said.
"Have the professors deducted points from us?" Milton asked anxiously, "The semester is coming to an end, and Ravenclaw can't lose the House Cup just because of us."
Hearing what he said, Roger and Eddie also became nervous.
Scott understood their thinking.
In this school year, due to Snape and Sirius tearing each other down, Gryffindor and Slytherin have been deducted too many points, and have already lost their qualifications to compete for the House Cup.
With such a good opportunity, even the Hufflepuffs, who never liked to be the first, worked hard.
Although Ravenclaw ranks first in the current college rankings, the difference between Hufflepuff and Hufflepuff is not too big.
If Ravenclaw loses the House Cup this year because of five of them being deducted points, they will probably be blamed by many people in the house.
Scott did not answer Milton's question immediately, but looked at their expressions again.
All three of his roommates looked at him nervously, only Luna, who started to wander after knowing that he was fine, obviously didn't care about the college cup.
Scott finally spoke when the three roommates were about to start in a hurry.
He smiled and said, "Don't worry, no points will be deducted."
"Great!"
"We're still champions!"
"Thank you Merlin, thank you professor!"
"Five points will be deducted from Ravenclaw House for your loud noise in the corridor."
A voice that did not belong to them suddenly sounded.
That unique accent mercilessly revealed the identity of the visitor.
Scott's three cheering roommates immediately fell silent.
Snape, who appeared from the corner of the corridor, sneered, his black robe fluttered, and strode past them.
It wasn't until he pushed the door of Professor McGonagall's office and walked in that the three who were frightened breathed a sigh of relief.
"Scott!" Eddie stared and lowered his voice, "Why didn't you remind us?"
Roger stepped forward and threw his thick arms around Scott's neck.
"Eddie was right. I'm sure you sensed Snape's magic, but you didn't say it."
"It's not my fault," Scott said. "Who would have thought that points would be deducted for this reason, and today is the weekend."
Snape was just in a bad mood and looking for an opportunity to deal with them.
But he still has a sense of proportion, and a mere 5 points is just a pain for Ravenclaw.
"Hmph." Eddie said a little unhappy, "He didn't even care about the fact that he suddenly made those two gangsters escape. Who knows if he did it on purpose."
"Shh, don't talk about this." Roger let go of Scott's neck, looked around, "Let the professors deal with this matter."
Eddie glanced at the door of Professor McGonagall's office and closed his mouth.
"Let's go, let's make up for the missed lunch."
Several people walked towards the stairs together.
Scott thought Snape must have done it on purpose.
This would allow him to better win Voldemort's trust.
This is also his due performance as a double agent.
On the way to the kitchen, Eddie was still curling his lips in displeasure.
Scott asked him, "Did you say that other colleges also wanted to make promotional films, and you took over the post-editing work? Now I'm helping Fred and George post-production, and you haven't contacted me yet. Borrow [magic mirror]."
"Oh, there was such a thing in the first place, but they didn't come to me later, and they probably haven't filmed the material yet." Eddie shrugged his shoulders, "It's normal, not everyone can be a director..."
When talking about business experience, Eddie began to talk endlessly, forgetting the unhappiness just now.
Chatting about more pleasant topics, the few people came to the kitchen in the basement to have a delicious meal.
In the kitchen, seeing Lulu, Scott suddenly remembered the house elf Tata who sneaked into Hogwarts with Carlo.
"Lulu."
He just called out, and Lulu ran to him at the fastest speed.
"Dear little wizard, Lulu is here, is there anything else you need? If you want to eat something else, I can prepare it for you right away!"
"The food is enough, Lulu." Scott said, "What I want to ask is, the house elf Tata brought by Carlo that night..."
"Tata!" Lulu immediately opened his eyes and screamed, "Tata, that bad elf!"
"Yeah, where is it now?" Scott asked.
Lulu turned around and ran away, and after a while, it pulled another house elf rudely and ran back.
"Here, Tata is here!" Lulu said loudly, "This bad elf attacked the students of Hogwarts, respected Mr. Principal let Lulu watch her, Lulu and his companions have been staring at her , did not let her escape!"
Scott looked at Tata who was being pulled by Lulu.
Tata looked a little miserable.
There was a scar that hadn't healed on his forehead, and some purple scars on his body, and the tea towel around him had turned into a dirty rag.
"It's you!"
Tata glared at Scott with hatred, her eyes the size of tennis balls were about to pop out.
"It's you, it's you who made my little master be taken away!" It raised its skinny fingers at Scott.
"how dare you!"
Lulu screamed and punched Tata in the chest, knocking him to the ground.
Tata cried loudly, "My poor little master, all Tatas are useless!"
Saying that, it got up and bumped its head against the table leg.
bang.
The food on the table was knocked out, and Tata added another wound to her forehead.
"You bad elf!"
Lulu roared angrily, rushed up and threw Tata to the ground, beating it hard.
"Bad Tata!"
"You're doing something bad again, Tata!"
"How dare you attack our little wizard at Hogwarts!"
The other house-elves in the kitchen were stunned.
After a while, they dropped their work and rushed over, beating Tata frantically.
The kitchen was in complete chaos, and Tata's wailing sounded continuously.
At this moment, the kitchen door was pushed open, and Harry walked in with Ron and Hermione, watching the chaotic scene in shock.
"What are you doing!" Hermione also screamed and rushed forward, "Stop it! Stop it!"
The house elves stopped obediently.
Seeing Tata lying on the ground covered in bruises, Hermione exclaimed and covered her mouth.
"How could this be?" She looked at the miserable Tata in disbelief.
"what happened?"
"So house-elves fight each other too?"
Harry and Ron walked to Scott and the others and asked softly.
At this moment, Hermione turned her head and glared at Scott and the others.
"It's unbelievable that you guys just watched this kind of thing happen?"
Scott glanced at her and continued to eat calmly.
"Oh, it was a misunderstanding," Milton said.
"What misunderstanding?" Hermione asked a little aggressively, "I only saw you enjoying the delicious food while watching a poor house elf being beaten!"
Eddie shrugged. "Honestly, it's not pathetic."
Hermione became even more angry, "Is it pity to see her being beaten to death?"
Eddie shook his head, pouted again, imitating Scott and continuing to eat calmly.
"Hermione!" Harry hurried over to hold her back, "We should first ask what happened."
Hermione's breathing was a little short.
"It's clear that these poor little fellows are doing unpaid labor! No rest, no wages, not even good clothes!"
She glared at Scott and the others again.
"What's even more frightening is that they are still ignorantly bullying each other. This is precisely because of the cruel exploitation of the wizards and their indifference!"
Her voice was loud and full of anger.
The group of house elves shook their heads frantically as they listened.
When Hermione finished speaking, they immediately started screaming.
"horrible!"
"too frightening!"
"rest!"
"Salary!"
"clothes!"
"It's terrifying!"
"How can there be such a scary little wizard!"
"This is a crime!"
"A good house-elf never needs any of that!"
"We can't have much contact with her!"
They covered their ears and ran away, as if fleeing from a terrible virus.
Lulu didn't forget to drag Tata away when he escaped.
Hermione stared blankly at their reactions, trembling with anger.
"I just want to help them!"
She couldn't understand the scene in front of her.
"Sit down first." Scott raised his head and said calmly, "We'll talk when you calm down."
Hermione sat opposite Scott angrily, staring at him blankly.
"I can't calm down!"
She was visibly irritable.
"Then we'll talk later."
Scott raised his hand to stop her next words.
He turned to Harry with a smile and said, "By the way, congratulations on winning the Quidditch championship, Harry."
"Thanks." Harry laughed.
"Aren't you celebrating? Why are you here?" Roger asked sourly, "Didn't you eat and drink enough at the celebration banquet?"
Ron didn't notice Roger's sourness at all, he said happily in a showy tone: "Oh, the celebration is still going on, everyone is going crazy with joy, we are responsible for coming here to ask the house elves to send some more food and drink over."
"Do you still have time to be happy?"
Hermione was gasping for breath.
"If it wasn't for this incident, I wouldn't even know that Hogwarts has such a group of house elves!"
She was in disbelief, as if her faith had collapsed.
"I mean, this is Hogwarts, the best magic school in the world, why would such inhuman things be tolerated!"
Everyone present looked at him with puzzled eyes.
"You just know?" Eddie couldn't help asking, "Then who do you think is helping you carry your luggage, help you do your laundry, and help you clean your bedroom?"
"I... I always thought it was Hogwarts magic." Hermione said a little embarrassed.
"I don't know what you're angry about." Ron looked at her in great confusion. "House-elves like to work, and it's their nature to serve wizards. My mother wants one, but unfortunately our family can't help it." keep."
Hermione retorted, "That's not right! You have to get paid for your work!"
Ron pursed his lips, "You can't violate the innate nature of a creature, although this nature sounds a bit strange."
Hermione didn't agree with his point of view, "I don't believe it's innate, it's wizards enslaving a race, it's magical transformation, it must be evil!"
"Why do you think so?" Scott said slowly, "Humans have tamed other animals to serve themselves since ancient times. Muggles will also use cattle and horses to plow the land and carry goods, but no one will give Those cows and horses pay the wages."
Hermione stared at Scott again, with an expression of disbelief.
"It's different! House-elves have the same intelligence as humans!" she said. "You should respect them and call him or her, not it!"
Scott shrugged. "To me, they're not human. That's enough."
"This is arrogance! Complete arrogance!" Hermione's face was flushed, and her anger was about to explode. "It's hard to understand that you would have such an idea!"
Scott was not angry with her, but said calmly: "Cows and horses also have intelligence, and they are also life, but their intelligence is not as good as that of humans."
He looked up at Hermione.
"If you have the same intelligence as humans, you can treat them as humans. If you don't have the same intelligence as humans, you can treat them as livestock. Is this another kind of arrogance?"
"That's not right..." Hermione said anxiously, "This is not right..."
It's just that she seemed to have been entangled in Scott's logic, and she couldn't refute it for a while.
Scott kept up the good work.
"Since ancient times, human beings have been fighting against the cruel nature in order to survive. Animals are part of nature, and of course, so are magical animals."
"Whether the habits of today's house elves are natural or tamed by wizards, these are the results of the cruel struggles of ancient wizards."
"Survival is so cruel."
"Humans standing at the top of the food chain is the result of millions of years of evolutionary struggle."
"We cannot waste the fruits of victory obtained by our ancestors after their bloody battles, let alone betray their efforts for mankind."
Hermione's eyes flickered at what he said.
Scott knew she was actually a little lost.
"But that's not right." She said stubbornly, her voice was much lower.
"There's nothing wrong with that," Scott said. "Our disagreement is that you equate alien races with humans, but I don't agree with that. Human conquest of them is the fruit of human struggle, and there is no shame in enjoying this victory." .”
"Don't you have no sympathy, no empathy?" Hermione looked into Scott's eyes, as if meeting him for the first time.
Scott shook his head, "Sorry, my sympathy and empathy can be given to any human being, whether it's a wizard or a Muggle. But non-human races are non-human, why should they be regarded as human beings?"
"They themselves don't want to be regarded as humans." Ron muttered, "The Ministry of Magic once wanted to classify the centaurs as humans, but they refused. They firmly believed that they were animals."
Scott shrugged again at Hermione.
"You're just arguing! In the Muggle world today, even animals have protection laws!" Hermione seemed to have recovered from Scott's logic, "I just want to fight for some rights that house elves deserve. What's wrong with that!"
With red eyes, she stood up abruptly, and ran out of the kitchen crying.
(End of this chapter)
