After capturing the house-elf, Anduin no longer felt like watching the match. He picked up the tightly bound creature and left.
From the sounds coming from the stadium, though, the commotion seemed to have died down. He could even hear Gryffindor Academy cheering for Harry. Had he caught the Golden Snitch?
Anduin shook his head and didn't dwell on it. As he walked out, he studied the house-elf dangling from his hand.
For some reason, now that he was closer, the creature looked familiar. But all house-elves looked much the same to Anduin, and he couldn't immediately remember where he had seen this one before.
He didn't have time to think about it. He hurried back to their base and summoned Hog.
"Ha! You bastard! I finally caught you!"
The moment Hog saw the house-elf trussed up like a chicken, he bared his teeth and charged, ready to sink them into it.
Before he could do anything, though, Anduin flicked him on the forehead.
"You idiot! Isn't the reason this guy's been running free for so long because of you?" Anduin punched Hog hard in the back of the head.
Hog had nearly driven Anduin mad. Ever since they'd discovered that a house-elf had sneaked into Hogwarts, Anduin had left the matter to him. Hog had solemnly promised he'd get the job done.
And what had happened?
For two whole months, Hog had been led around like a fool. If Anduin hadn't stepped in himself, that elf would still be wandering freely around the school.
"You can't blame me!" Hog protested, clutching his head. "That house-elf's as clever as a rat. The second it spots me, it runs. It's not that easy to catch..."
"Then couldn't you have stopped it from spotting you?" Anduin glared at him. "There's plenty of