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After Dobby was expelled by the Malfoy family, Elwyn had been taking him in.
He just wanted to help Dobby. In fact, there was nothing for Dobby to do.
When the Hogwarts Magic Newspaper was at its busiest, Elwyn had asked Dobby to assist Fred and George in applying for the printing job.
After Professor Lupin took over, Dobby was idle again. He was mainly responsible for taking care of Elwyn's daily life.
This amount of work was nothing for a house-elf. He needed more work.
Elwyn could only let him help in the kitchen and live with his companions. This was the best arrangement for him.
"Young Master Elwyn, do you need any food here?" Dobby screamed excitedly. "You don't need to come down personally. You just need to summon Dobby, and he can send it to you at any time. You know how to summon Dobby."
As soon as he finished speaking, the house-elves around Elwyn and Hermione began to get busy.
They took out all kinds of ingredients at once, preparing to prepare food for the two of them.
"No need to prepare, we don't need to eat!" Elwyn said hurriedly, looking at these house-elves with a headache. "Dobby, Hermione and I just came over to see how you are living here."
"Oh, Young Master Elwyn is still so kind!" Dobby's big green eyes were suddenly soaked with tears. He looked at Elwyn and Hermione with tearful eyes. "Young Master Elwyn actually brought his friends to visit Dobby in person. Dobby and Sparkle …"
"What, Sparkle is here too?!" Hermione said in surprise.
After the World Cup, they never saw Sparkle again.
Elwyn learned from Sirius that the Ministry of Magic released Sparkle after an investigation and found her innocent.
However, it was impossible for her to return to Crouch's house. No one knew where she went after leaving the Ministry of Magic.
"Yes, Miss, yes, Twinkle also works here!" Dobby said, grabbing Elwyn and Hermione's hands.
He pulled them both through four long wooden tables and into the inner kitchen.
In the kitchen, the position of the table was exactly the same as that of the four academies in the auditorium above.
At this moment, dinner was already over. There was no food on the table, but not long ago, this place must have been filled with delicious food and sent to the corresponding table above through the ceiling.
At this moment, there were at least three hundred little elves standing in the kitchen.
When Dobby led Elwyn and Hermione past them, they all smiled, bowed, and curtsied.
They all wore the same uniform: a tea towel with the Hogwarts crest.
They wrapped tea towels around themselves like robes, as Twinkle had done before.
A few minutes later, Dobby stopped in front of a brick fireplace and pointed it out to Elwyn and Hermione. [Love ↑ Go △ Little ↓ Say △ Net
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"Look, Twinkle, Miss, Master Elwyn!" he said.
Twinkle was sitting on a stool by the fire. Unlike Dobby, she did not look like someone who casually found clothes and put them on.
She was dressed in a neat little skirt and jacket, and on her head was a matching blue hat, with two holes in it to show her two large ears.
However, Dobby's strange combination of clothes was spotless, as if they were brand new. Twinkle, on the other hand, apparently did not care about her clothes. Her jacket was splashed with soup, and a part of her skirt was scorched.
"Twinkle!" said Hermione.
When she saw the two of them, Twinkle looked up, trembling slightly, her lips trembling, and then she burst into tears. Tears rolled out of her big brown eyes and fell on her chest, just like in the Quidditch World Cup.
"Oh, dear," said Hermione sadly. "Twinkle, don't cry, please."
But Twinkle cried even more fiercely. Dobby, on the other hand, looked up at Ivan happily.
"Would you like a cup of tea, Master Elwyn?" he asked in a shrill voice, drowning out Twinkle's sobs.
"Well, a little!" said Elwyn.
He looked around at the layout of the kitchen and compared it with the castle plan he found.
But no, everything was beyond recognition. Everything had changed too much.
Hearing the conversation between Elwyn and Dobby, six house-elves hurried up from behind him.
They carried a large silver tray with a teapot and cups for Elwyn and Hermione.
On the tray, there was a pot of milk and a large plate of biscuits.
"Thank you, this looks good!" said Elwyn.
Hearing his words, the elves were very happy. They bowed low and went back.
"How long has Twinkle been here, Dobby?" asked Hermione.
"About a month or so, Miss!" Said Dobby. "No one wants to take her in. You know, it's hard for a fired house-elf to find a new job. It's very, very hard!"
Hearing this, Twinkle howled even harder.
Her nose, which looked like a squashed tomato, dripped snot onto her chest, and she did not want to stop it.
"Dobby originally wanted to ask young master Elwyn for help, and let him hire Twinkle like he hired Dobby, and pay her!" Said Dobby in a shrill voice. "But Dobby is not sure if he should trouble the great young master Elwyn for this matter. Dobby knows that he is already so busy, and should not be distracted by such a small matter. Moreover, he has already hired Dobby, and he does not have that much work. He cannot pay another house-elf for nothing. "
The house-elves in the kitchen were all looking at them with great interest, listening to their conversation.
But hearing this, they all looked away, as if Dobby had said something rude and embarrassing.
In their opinion, asking for payment was a very shameful behavior. It was simply an insult to the house-elves.
Elwyn tried to persuade Dobby not to worry about this. Although he did not have that much work, he was still willing to spend money to hire Twinkle.
But Dobby kept shaking his head. He thought that it was shameful to get paid without working, and it was completely unacceptable. He did not let Elwyn hire Twinkle.
Hermione, on the other hand, had high praise for Dobiso's request for remuneration.
She even took out a quill and began to write it down. It seemed that she was ready to publish this matter as a new publicity point in the newspaper.
A free house-elf who did not want to be paid, this was the model that she and the House-Elves Rights Promotion Association needed.
She needed to let the magic world know that not all house-elves were willing to be exploited and enslaved. She wanted the wizards to know their views.
This was the original purpose of the rights promotion association, to help the house-elves have their own voice.
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