Mystery of the Elves

Sha'erfu approached the display shelf against the wall and observed the organs soaking in liquid on it.

After observing for a while, Sha'erfu's eyebrows arched slightly, and she said softly, "Master, these don't look like human organs..."

"I know," Skylar said with a strange look on his face, "Can you guess what it is?"

Sha'erfu tilted her head and thought for a while, then gently shook her head.

"These organs..." Skylar said slowly, "... belong to House Elf..."

With a thud, Winky's body went limp, her small frame collapsing to the ground as if she had lost her backbone, her eyes, which she struggled to open, filled with terror.

Skylar Winky waved his wand at Gilgamesh, Winky immediately fell into a deep sleep, a peaceful smile on his face, clearly lost in a happy dream.

Although the House Elf in the Sleeping Dragon Society had all been brainwashed by Skylar into becoming his most loyal subordinates, Skylar had not rewritten their memories or personalities. So even though Winky had overcome her awe of wizards and was willing to attack Bagman in order to complete the task assigned by Skylar, the scene before her still stirred up the fear deep in her bones.

Sha'erfu said with a strange expression, "House Elf... why would the House of Selwyn collect these organs? Do they have some medicinal or alchemical value?"

Skylar gave a strange smile and said, "Watch closely—"

"These organs are all alive."

Far from being afraid, Sha'erfu became even more focused on observing the organ before her. She took a soft breath and said, "This..."

"A few hearts are still beating faintly." Skylar pointed to the jar. "Look closely at the other organs; there's fluid flowing in the blood vessels, and this hairy arm just twitched."

"I recall both the Ravenclaw and Slytherin magical traditions mentioning that maintaining organ vitality requires a tremendous price," Sha'erfu, her brow furrowed. "Even using alchemy, it's not something ordinary people can afford."

"I didn't detect any trace of magic or alchemical runes on the jar." Skylar tapped the glass of the jar and said solemnly, "I think this is thanks to the liquid inside. This must be the goal of our journey—the highest inheritance of the House of Selwyn..."

"So, the core heritage of the House of Selwyn is this kind of Potions that can keep experimental materials active?" Sha'erfu said in a cool voice, "Not as interesting as I imagined, but it's alright. Shall we pack up all these bottles and jars and take them back to study?" After saying that, Sha'erfu took out a bag that had been enchanted with the Undetectable Extension Charm, just waiting for Skylar's order to start fleecing them.

"Wait a minute, we'll take the stuff with us, of course," Skylar said, pausing in thought as he paced the lab. "I feel like we've overlooked some important details—for example, what's the point of the House of Selwyn going to such lengths to dissect so many House Elf? House Elf aren't easy resources to acquire... For them to be willing to pay such a huge price, there must be some enormous benefit behind it that we haven't considered..."

As mentioned earlier, House Elf must apply to the Ministry of Magic's House-Elf Relocation Office. The application requirements are extremely stringent, and the expenses are beyond the reach of ordinary wizards. In the entire Great Britain wizarding world, apart from Hogwarts, only a few powerful and ancient Pure-blood families can afford to have a House Elf to serve them.

Even a powerful House of Malfoys can only have one House Elf at a time.

There are at least two or three hundred bottles and jars of all sizes here, which means that the House of Selwyn's laboratory has dissected at least forty House Elf, an incredibly high number.

Skylar couldn't even imagine the staggering price that would be required to acquire more than forty House Elf.

Although the Potions that could maintain the activity of the experimental subjects was extremely valuable to Skylar, the return on investment was completely disproportionate to the forty House Elf. No matter how wealthy the House of Selwyn was, they wouldn't spend their money like this.

Skylar stopped, turning his gaze once more to the various alchemical instruments on the long table and the old-fashioned execution platform. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he sighed, saying, "What exactly does the House of Selwyn want to gain from this experiment...?"

Seeing the slight impatience on Skylar's face, Sha'erfu comforted him, "Don't push yourself too hard." She said softly, "The House of Selwyn has always been known for its mystery and low profile in the wizarding world. As Pure-blood families, no one really knows what their main businesses are. Isn't it normal that you can't guess what they're thinking?"

The House of Selwyn... mysterious and low-profile... mainly engaged in...

Skylar vaguely caught a glimpse of inspiration, but he was never able to fully grasp it.

At this point, Skylar knew he would have to take drugs again.

Taking a sip of Felix Felicis, Skylar opened his mind.

No one has ever known the source of the House of Selwyn's income or how they accumulated such astonishing wealth.

The House of Selwyn was willing to pay a high price to buy, acquire, and even illegally abduct large numbers of House Elf for experiments, and they had to dissect them alive in extremely cruel ways while keeping their organs alive.

Skylar immediately realized that he might have fallen into a cognitive trap—

Is it possible that all of the House of Selwyn's wealth actually originated from these experiments?

House Elf weren't something the House of Selwyn acquired at great expense; rather, they were a means for the House of Selwyn to amass wealth—wait a minute, does that mean House Elf are a product of the House of Selwyn?

Even Skylar was shocked by the absurdity of his own thoughts at that moment.

As is widely known, House Elf originally originated from a branch of the Ancient Elves. They were later captured and tamed by some unscrupulous wizards, which is why they have become the slaves who are now subservient to wizards.

At this moment, Skylar also recalled a question that had troubled him for a long time: a wizarding family typically has only one House Elf, and the wizarding master has absolute control over his House Elf. Without the master's permission, the House Elf cannot leave the dwelling where it is bound. So—

How exactly do House Elf reproduce?

Within the Ministry of Magic, where did the house-elves, who were reassigned to various Pure-blood families by the House Elf House-Elf Relocation Office, come from?

A terrifying thought gradually surfaced in Skylar's mind.