Dobby's Fight

What kind of person was Lucius Malfoy?

Voldemort's servant?

Gu Jia's father?

Or is he the patriarch of an ancient wizarding family that values tradition?

Draco understood that all of the above.

Unlike the Weasley, who had many children, the Malfoy family.

This is why the father, who held the position of patriarch of the Malfoy family, placed the greatest importance on the continuation of the Malfoy family.

And the fact that Draco might follow in Albus Dumbledore's footsteps is undoubtedly the most pressing issue that Draco's father needs to address right now.

Therefore, Draco was not surprised by his father's behavior.

This behavior might be considered cunning in Gryffindor, but for Slytherin, it's nothing out of the ordinary.

"Draco, Sirius, I think you've both guessed wrong."

Dobby did not say that his young master sent him.

"On the contrary, he said he came on his own."

"I think so because Dobby's master stopped him from self-harming, and he implied that his master's family were not good people," Harry reminded him.

"House-elf do that? Harry, are you out of your mind?" Ron and Sirius said in unison.

"If it's Dobby, it's possible. My dad's a Hogwarts School Governor, so it's normal for him to know something." Draco was somewhat convinced; Dobby all, a rather eccentric House-elf.

"Implication! How dare Dobby!" Kreacher shrieked angrily. "Dobby should be ashamed of his behavior, speaking ill of his master like that!"

"Shut up, Kreacher!" Sirius said impatiently.

Kreacher had no choice but to shut his mouth in resentment, his dim, lightbulb-like eyes filled with hatred.

"There really are such House-elf," Ron said, half-believing.

Although Draco and Kreacher's reactions suggest this is quite possible, Ron, like his mother, has a very high level of faith in the professional ethics of the house because there are no House-elf in the house.

If someone said that their House-elf could make flying brooms, Ron would probably believe it.

"Why don't we call Dobby out and ask him?" Harry suggested.

He wanted to know who this Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor was, someone even Lucius Malfoy, a Death Eaters, considered dangerous.

"Dobby!" Draco called out.

House-elf, appeared beside Draco Dobby a drooping head and a crisp sound.

He looked up and glanced sadly at Harry, but said nothing.

"Dobby such a wicked House-elf. He was treated kindly by my former master's Pure-blood nephew, yet he betrayed his master's family. He doesn't know how lucky he is. Kreacher would rather be Malfoy's servant." Kreacher Dobby again, misinterpreting Sirius's orders and looking at Dobby with envy and jealousy.

"Dobby, what brings you here?" Draco asked curiously. Although he already knew the answer from Harry, he still wanted to hear it from Dobby himself.

"Bad Dobby, Dobby, Dobby did this without ever being born." Dobby initially looked like he was about to harm himself, but he had to stop because of Draco's orders. After regaining his composure, he continued, "But this is to protect the great Harry Potter!"

"Protect Harry? Harry is no match for even You-Know-Who."

"And how did you intercept my letter?" Draco said.

He was very curious, House-elf are not allowed to disobey their masters' orders, let alone intercept their masters' letters.

"That person is dangerous, Dobby heard that from Master." Dobby raised his wrinkled little face, his slender fingers spinning incessantly. "Harry Potter is Master's friend, this is for the good of Master's friend. I only intercepted the letter that Harry Potter received, I didn't see Master's."

Ron, standing to the side, was amazed; he had never imagined that House-elf could be like this.

As long as they can't see it, they can simply intercept Harry's letters and pretend they don't know that their little master also mailed a letter to Harry.

No wonder he and Draco could communicate with each other. Dobby couldn't directly intercept the letters; he could only deceive himself by intercepting all the letters addressed to Harry and those sent by Harry.

"Just for Potter! To intercept the master's mail!"

"Old Kreacher is a disgrace to be related Dobby!" For the first time, a bit of color returned to Kreacher's wrinkled face, though this time it was from anger.

"No—you're not allowed—to call the great Harry Potter that!" Dobby was also angry.

Then, the two House-elf started rolling around on the lawn at 4 Privet Drive.

"Don't let Kreacher insult Harry Potter in front of Dobby! No! Dobby, Dobby will shut Kreacher's mouth!" Dobby screamed.

"Kreacher can call Harry Potter whatever he wants, that's all. What House-elf, Dobby. Mocking his master, intercepting his master's letters, two -Dobby faced. With House-elf relative like that, oh, what will Kreacher's mistress say—?" They didn't hear what Kreacher's mistress would say, because at that moment Dobby shoved his chubby little fist into Kreacher's mouth, knocking out half of his teeth.

"Kreacher, Dobby, stop! I forbid you from fighting anymore!" Draco said urgently.

"Yes, young master." Dobby glared at Kreacher. "Kreacher wants to teach Dobby, but old Kreacher is willing to listen to his former master's Pure-blood grand-nephew."

"Harry, he's head over heels for you," Ron teased, snapping out of his daze.

"Who is that person? The Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor?" Draco asked.

Now, the only question is, who is this person that even his father considers dangerous? Could it be Mad-Eye Moody?

"Young master, I dare not say that name, but he is the one Harry Potter defeated not long ago!" The slight anger that had just appeared on Dobby's ugly, reddish-brown face was quickly replaced by fear.

"That old madman Dumbledore!"

"He didn't capture Voldemort to be his teacher, did he?"

"That way he won't have to give us a single Galleons!" Sirius suddenly exploded!

"What? Voldemort is our teacher?" Harry was also shocked.

"Why is it that our Defense Against the Dark Arts has a grudge against the You-Know-Who? It was him last year, and it's him again this year!" Luo E couldn't help but complain.

"Is it true, Dobby? Is it really that person?" Draco pressed.

"The master said it was the person from when he was young, before he changed his name. Back then, his name could still be mentioned," Dobby continued, mustering his courage.

Meanwhile, Kreacher, for some reason, suddenly broke free from his hatred. He looked at Harry with an unprecedented gaze, his ugly lips slightly pursed, as if he wanted to say something.

However, no one noticed.