Harry watched Dobby warily while sizing him up.
Looking at Dobby's appearance, Katelyle felt that he looked familiar, as though he had seen him somewhere before.
Harry quickly realized it as well.
Jem, who managed Gryffindor House in the Elemental Magic Dueling Club.
Jem was a Goblin, but Goblins wore suits and dressed exquisitely, whereas Dobby before them looked like a vagrant who had stepped out of a slum.
Goblins and House-Elves were two different races, and because of certain circumstances, the environments they lived in were different as well.
House-Elves were a lowly race. They had to serve their masters generation after generation and were slaves to ancient, wealthy wizarding families. They handled all household chores, were bound by their masters, and could not disobey orders at will. If they disobeyed, they had to punish themselves. They possessed magic, but needed their masters' permission to cast spells.
Goblins, on the other hand, were different. They were powerful, proud, and noble, unbound by wizards.
Jem was like that, and so were Glais and Nost.
"I can't tell you, Harry Potter."
"But please believe me, I truly mean you no harm."
"I only want to help you. Someone wants to harm you. You can't go back to school."
Dobby looked pitifully at Harry, his large green eyes full of expectation.
Harry looked at Dobby, unable for the moment to determine whether he was telling the truth.
"Dobby?" Harry said hesitantly.
Hearing Harry's words, Dobby nodded repeatedly and cried out happily, "Yes, my name is Dobby. It is such an honor that you remembered my name."
Watching Dobby jump about in delight, seeming somewhat neurotic, Harry said helplessly, "Dobby, calm down. This is Professor Kate's home. Your sudden appearance could cause unnecessary misunderstandings."
Upon hearing Harry's words, Dobby grabbed his chin with