That goblin-like creature.

Can be teleported at any time, come and go without a trace...

It is extremely resistant to the Axis Sign.

The only good news is that it has no ill will towards me.

But the bad news is that its owner might have malicious intentions towards him.

Harry picked up the pen and quickly wrote a line of words: "Quick, contact Snape, save me!"

He tied the owl to Hedwig's legs and asked it to fly to Hermione as quickly as possible. But in less than ten minutes, Hedwig flew back in a daze, pecking at Harry's head and begging for owl food.

Weird magical abilities.

Harry's face turned even uglier when he thought that he felt nothing, but Dobby could hear his master's call.

Can it monitor itself 24 hours a day?

That night, Harry pretended to be asleep, and suddenly got up in the early morning, tied up the letter he had written, opened the window, and threw the energetic Hedwig out.

In less than ten minutes, it flew back proudly.

It really monitors every moment.

The next day, Harry used Hedwig as bait and tried to communicate with Dobby, but there was no chance. Dobby was afraid of Harry's seal. He suddenly appeared, confiscated the letter, and then disappeared suddenly.

At dinner time.

Harry opened his mouth and said to this Vernon: "Uncle, I'm afraid I have to borrow some money from you."

"Isn't the inheritance from your parents enough to cover your weird expenses?" Vernon sneered, "No way, you can't get even a penny from me."

"You gave me fifty pence for Christmas," Harry began.

Fenon's smile froze.

"I only want to borrow enough money to get to London by train," Harry continued. "Of course, if you have time, you can take me there."

"Going to London to meet your weird friends?" Vernon spat, his fork making a harsh sizzling sound on the plate.

"Actually, I was targeted by a dangerous creature." Harry said slowly, cutting sausages. "I went to London to ask for help."

The other three stared at Harry.

"Dangerous creature?" Vernon's voice was terrified, and the tone was almost as high as Penny's scream.

Harry nodded.

"How dangerous is it?" Penny asked tremblingly.

Harry shrugged. "At least I can't deal with it now."

Fenon stood up and pointed at the door: "Now, immediately, get out!"

Harry put down his knife and fork and looked at him.

Vernon took out his wallet, threw out a twenty-pound note, and repeated, "Get out of here!"

Harry took the money, put it in his pocket, and nodded to Vernon: "Thank you, I will return it to you."

He stood up and put a kitchen knife in his pocket: "Aunt Petunia, can I borrow this knife?"

Penny watched him skillfully put the knife on his waist and nodded fearfully.

"Only bring a knife, not those weird things of yours?" Fenon raised his eyebrows and gritted his teeth.

"I'll be back." Harry waved his hand without looking back, paused, and added, "After I deal with that dangerous creature."

"You'd better not come back!" Fenon roared, sending his most sincere blessings.

If you can't solve something yourself, it's best to ask someone for help.

He walked out of the block, took the subway, and headed to the Leaky Cauldron. Maybe... that strange creature could restrain himself, but it couldn't restrain an entire bar of wizards.

At worst...

And then there's Diagon Alley, which has even more people.

Harry had just walked into a secluded alley when Dobby appeared in front of him with a snap, begging desperately: "Dobby please Harry Potter, don't go any further."

"Harry Potter should not have returned to Hogwarts."

Harry looked at him and sneered, "Finally showing up?"

"We should talk, shouldn't we?"

Dobby shivered and said nothing.

"If you can convince me, maybe I won't go to Hogwarts." Harry raised his hand, touched his waist, and slowly approached Dobby.

Dobby's eyes sparkled with anticipation: "Really?"

"The prerequisite is that you have to convince me." Harry walked to the range where he could attack Dobby and stopped. "First, answer me, who is your master?"

Panic flashed across Dobby's eyes, and he kept banging his head against the wall. "Bad Dobby, bad Dobby! Dobby snitched and told Harry Potter what his master was going to do!"

"Stop," Harry snapped. "Who is your master?"

Dobby screamed shrilly: "Dobby can't tell, this is the master's secret. Dobby told the secret to Harry Potter, so he can't say who the master is."

He beat himself even harder.

"What are you?" Harry pulled Dobby aside and asked a different question.

Dobby sobbed, "Dobby is a house-elf."

"What do house elves do?"

"They serve wizards. They have to serve a wizard family forever. House elves that no one wants are the most pitiful and humble existence."

Harry raised an eyebrow: "Are you from the Malfoy family?"

Dobby looked at Harry in fear, slapping his face and pulling his ears hard, wishing he could tear them off: "Oh my God, Harry Potter can read Dobby's mind!"

"Dobby didn't say anything, but Harry Potter knew it anyway."

"Bad Dobby! Bad Dobby exposed his master's secret!"

"Bad Dobby is a substandard house-elf."

Harry nodded indifferently: "Really, what exactly is their conspiracy?"

Dobby trembled and wanted to say something, but something engraved in his bones prevented him from speaking, so he could only continue to punish himself.

"You can't stop me." Harry picked it up and looked it in the eyes. "Professor Flitwick will come to see me in another month."

"Do you think you'd be a match for a powerful wizard?"

"Maybe you mean well, but I don't like it. To me, this is malicious."

Dobby sobbed, "Dobby was only trying to protect Harry Potter!"

"I don't need your protection. I can protect myself." Harry sneered. "How can you protect me if you have to punish yourself constantly just because you said something bad about your master?"

"You are helping your master against me."

Dobby was stubborn and retorted: "No, Dobby is really just protecting Harry Potter. Hogwarts is about to face a big conspiracy!"

"Harry Potter..."

Harry threw it to the ground. "Besides repeating these few words, what else can you say?"

"Last year, Dumbledore made me face Voldemort..."

Dobby screamed, "No, you can't mention his name!"

"Weak creature." Harry said coldly, and continued: "I faced Voldemort and fought with him, and I still survived safely."

"Can the danger posed by the Malfoys be greater than that posed by Voldemort?"

Dobby's sobbing subsided: "But Harry Potter is still in danger..."

"So you just want to put a leash around my neck and keep me at home?" Harry's eyes were fierce.

Dobby was terrified: "No, Dobby is not like that, Dobby just feels that..."

"You can represent me?" Harry interrupted. "You think I have to accept it for my own good?"

He pulled out the knife from his waist and put it against Dobby's neck: "If you really want this for my own good, then tell me what the Malfoys are going to do."

"Dobby cannot expose the master's secret." Dobby pulled his ear, tearing the base of his ear and spilling blood.

Harry said coldly: "Then don't bother me again, I will kill you."

"No, Dobby must protect Harry Potter!" Dobby shook his head, his voice extremely firm and decisive.

This made him frown, and the little patience he had left was completely exhausted.

This creature is really annoying.

He won't listen to nice words and is as stubborn as a stone.

He raised his hand and made a seal.

Axie!

Just this moment of coma.

He swung the kitchen knife in his hand and stabbed Dobby in the neck.

Grunt——

The dagger sank into the crack in the wall but failed to pierce it. Almost at the same time, with a snap, Dobby disappeared under the knife and appeared on the other side.

Dobby looked at Harry in horror and raised his hands: "Harry Potter doesn't want to listen to Dobby's advice, then Dobby can only do this!"

A magical power several times greater than the magical aura on it surged out, and all the trash cans in the alley flew up.

Bang--

Then he landed heavily.

Harry made the seal.

Igni!

The fire snakes wrapped around Dobby's body, the molten flow burned his skin, and almost instantly, devoured nearly half of his life force.

Harry threw the dagger at Dobby fiercely -

With a snap, the dagger fell to the ground.

Dobby disappears.

Harry spat, this ability to teleport at any time was really annoying.

He picked up the dagger and put it back on his waist.

There was a flutter of wings in the sky, and a solemn-looking brown owl landed on his shoulder and stretched out its legs.

At this time, someone happened to write to you?

He took it down, opened it and had a look.

"Mr. Porter:

We have received reports that you used a levitation charm at Old Seavers Lane, London at 9:12 this evening. Please remain where you are and wait for Ministry officials.

As you know, underage witches and wizards are not allowed to perform magic outside school, and if you do so again you may be expelled from the school (Act for the Reasonable Restraint of Underage Wizards, 1875, section 3).

Also remember that according to Article 13 of the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy, any magical activity that might attract the attention of non-magical members of the world (Muggles) is a serious offense.

Have a nice summer!

Mafalda Hopkirk

Ministry of Magic

Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic

Harry's face turned a little green.

What does the spell used by the house-elves have to do with me?

With a snap, it appeared behind him with the same noise as when the house-elf appeared.

Harry subconsciously stabbed with the knife.

When he turned around, he realized that it was not Dobby, but a wizard. He turned his wrist hurriedly, but the dagger stabbed into the air. He was unable to release his strength and crashed heavily into the wizard's arms, knocking him off balance.

"Are all little wizards so rude now?" The wizard screamed in pain and pushed Harry away: "Hello, I'm Arnold Peasgood from the Memory Deletion Command."

"Tell me about your situation, little wizard."