It was not a request, but an order.
The fire ring "noose" tightened, and the trapped house-elf demon screamed.
Dumbledore's flames did not cause any visible damage to its body, but it looked like it was in pain, suffering, and being tortured.
For a moment, Elwyn, Harry, Hermione, Elaine, and Ron looked at each other.
This was a demon?
What happened to the scary? What happened to the power? What happened to the majesty of the demon?
This guy was weak, really weak.
In the face of Dumbledore's fire, it did not even try to resist.
It was really surprising. After all, this wasn't some powerful magic.
As for the strength of this guy, Elwyn had another judgment to prove that it was indeed weak, and that was its magic power.
He had used very little magic power to summon this demon. For the current Elwyn, it was almost negligible. He could only use two or three "Disarm Incantations". How powerful could a magical creature that could be summoned with such little magic power be?!
"Damn it, damn it, stop, stop this spell. What do you want to ask? I'll tell you everything. "
Under Dumbledore's control, the golden-red fire ring spread around, leaving some space for the demon.
"Damn wizards, you've always been like this, this is why I hate you," the demon said angrily, its face twisted. The demon said angrily, his face twisted. "What do you greedy bastards want to ask? Hurry up and let me go back, I don't want to stay here. "
"We want to know something related to Hufflepuff," Elwyn said, "about the message she left behind..."
Before he finished, he was interrupted by the demon in front of him. The resentful expression on its face quickly turned into surprise.
"Hufflepuff? You mean Helga Hufflepuff?! "
"Yes," Elwyn said. This guy's reaction was strange. "You know her?"
"Of course I know him. He's the principal of Hogwarts, a famous wizard, and a famous fortune-teller. Who wouldn't know him?" "I have to admit, she did help us a lot at that time, but if you want to know anything about her from me, you are talking to the wrong person. You should be asking her poor friend, not me. "
Pitiful friend?
"Who is this friend you're talking about?" Elwyn asked.
"Of course it's the traitor of the elves. That shameful coward. He's been completely loyal to the wizards for a long time. He wants to stop me because I've been calling on the elves to fight against the wizards. We can fight …" It began to talk about the war between the elves and the wizards, which happened a thousand years ago.
Because it was too long ago, and because there were not many wizards who knew about the history of house-elves, there was only a small description of this history in the history of magic: wizards conquered house-elves through expansion. Since then, the elves became a subordinate race of wizards. The magic and slavery in their blood made them serve their masters for generations.
As for the details of the war, there was no record.
Although the words of this demon house-elf were incoherent and couldn't distinguish the key points, it could be heard that it was a person who experienced this ancient war and advocated fighting against the wizards. To be exact, it was a hero, a hero of the house-elves.
In the war with the wizards, the house-elves eventually lost their homes, and many of them became prisoners of the wizards.
Hufflepuff took in some of the house-elves. This demon seemed to have found a powerful magic item in the castle. It thought it could change the outcome of the war, but at the last moment, it was betrayed by the traitor it spoke of. It was left in Hogwarts forever in the form of a demon.
It didn't say exactly what the magic item was, but it was obviously the source of its power to transform into a demon.
This history was quite interesting, and Hermione listened very carefully.
Dumbledore seemed to be interested in this topic and didn't interrupt it.
Elaine, on the other hand, was a little impatient. This demon house-elf had subverted her understanding of demons. She wasn't afraid or nervous at all, and she wasn't interested in this history at all. This place was so cold, and she wanted to go back.
Finally, she asked impatiently, "Who is this' he 'you're talking about?"
"I told you, it's that traitor, that coward …"
"What's his name?"
There was a moment of silence. It seemed that the house-elf had forgotten the name of the other party.
It only cursed him with words like traitor and coward, resenting what he had done in the past.
Soon, the demon seemed to have thought of something.
Its expression became distorted again. "Of course it's Toto, that traitor. I'll never forget him!"
"Toto …" Elwyn had an impression of the name. When he first returned to the Hogwarts a thousand years ago, Hufflepuff had asked her house-elf to bring him a lot of snacks that she made herself. They were all strange snacks that people would remember for a lifetime.
Tracing the memory of taste, Elwyn thought of a house-elf. He was dressed very neatly, and wore a rare set of clothes, and …
"It's Toto, that traitor, that coward. Other than him, which other elf would be willing to be a wizard's servant?!" The house-elf demon said indignantly. "He treated Hufflepuff as his everything. Even after she died, he was still willing to stay in this godforsaken place. He even instilled his false theories into the other elves, making them work for the wizards in the castle for free. Look at what he said. What does he think elves are?!"
The only house-elf who was willing to be a wizard's servant? Working for the wizards?
If they were everywhere now, they would be everywhere.
Nowadays, house-elves were not only servants, but also slaves of wizards. They were private property. Not to mention serving wizards, they were willing to give everything they had. They didn't need wages, holidays, or any benefits. They were proud of their labor, and ashamed of their freedom to wander around.
After they died, they even hoped that their master would cut off their heads and hang them on the wall as decoration.
Inside the ring of fire in front of Iven, the little house-elf demon was cursing and badmouthing Duoduo without the slightest scruple.
It was all about how he had betrayed the dignity of the house-elf to serve Hufflepuff and the other wizards in the school.
It seemed like there was a deep hatred between the two parties. Even after a thousand years, they still could not forget it.
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