Their eyes met.
A moment later, Wade continued walking and asked, "You saw it just now?"
"Mhm." Griffiths nodded. "I happened to see you and that House-elf while I was visiting someone... The mark of a good House-elf is that they never let wizards notice their existence. Hogwarts' House-elves have always been the best—many students never see a single elf before they graduate!"
Griffiths commented with a grin, "Those innocent little fools think the castle has some magical Household Magic that cleans all their dirty clothes and shoes!"
"Whether people see them isn't the standard for judging whether they're good or not." Wade defended his little friend. "Hobby is good too."
"You're right." Griffiths nodded in apparent agreement. The fact that he did not argue at all made it seem rather strange instead.
There were no portraits along the stretch of corridor ahead, so Griffiths had no choice but to stop and watch the Ravenclaw young wizard walk away.
"—A Ravenclaw who made friends with a House-elf?"
He seemed to be talking to himself, then suddenly laughed. "Really just friends?"
Wade suddenly realized that the professors had become much kinder toward him. Even Professor Snape, in an unprecedented move, gave him two extra points—before this, even when Wade's Potion was nearly perfect every time in Potions Class, Professor Snape would give him a single extra point at most three times out of ten.
Wade truly wished he could have captured the astonished expressions of the Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs throughout the classroom with a camera.
The usually stern Professor McGonagall also asked Wade to stay behind after class and gave him a reading list.
"Transfiguration is the most wondrous form of magic." Professor McGonagall smiled. "If you can read all these books carefully and gain a deep understanding of them,