Chapter 195: Wade and Dobby
Wade followed several Slytherin students, heading underground.
He wasn't very familiar with these students, but he knew they were fourth-years.
"I can't believe those two idiots, Crabbe and Goyle, actually managed to pull something like that off," a girl said. "I thought they couldn't even cast a Lumos Charm!"
Another boy chimed in, "Their practical skills are actually pretty good. They passed their exams last term... at least better than Flint."
At this, everyone chuckled softly.
Marcus Flint was the Quidditch team captain, tall and burly. But while his Quidditch skills were good, all his other subjects were a mess.
In his O.W.L.s, Flint had barely managed to pass Charms Class well enough to continue studying it.
He was a seventh-year student this year, but Professor Flitwick had clearly advised him that, with his current mediocre standard, he would struggle to pass the Ultimate Wizarding Exam and suggested he spend more time on his studies.
However, the more pressure Marcus felt, the more he indulged in Quidditch, which gave him a sense of accomplishment. At this rate, failing a year was almost a certainty.
Slytherins used to say, when someone was stupid, "Your brain belongs in Hufflepuff."
But now, they would say, "Did you turn into Flint?"
This joke, however, hadn't spread outside of Slytherin.
They chatted and laughed for a while, then stopped in front of a damp, empty stone wall.
"Pure-blood."
The leading boy spoke.
A hidden stone door slowly opened, and everyone walked in one by one. The last girl couldn't help but look back.
The stone door slowly closed under her gaze.
The girl felt that the stone door seemed to be closing slower today than usual. But she wasn't very sensitive to time and wasn't entirely sure.
"Come sit down, Peggy!"
Her companion called out.
The girl walked over and sat on the sofa.
"What are your plans for the holidays?" the student next to her asked.
Everyone began discussing homework, holidays, love triangles, and similar topics.
Wade, still under the Disillusionment Charm, surveyed his surroundings.
The Slytherin common room was located underground and didn't use the Undetectable Extension Charm to expand its space, so it appeared long and low, with rough stone walls and ceiling. It looked more like a dungeon than a common room.
The circular chandelier emitted a green light, which only made the room appear even darker and gloomier. Students had to light candles to do their homework.
However, the fireplace and the tables and chairs in the common room were exquisitely crafted, with intricate and delicate carvings that seemed out of place in such a room.
Through the narrow windows, a glimpse of dark green lake water could be seen outside. Perhaps on a sunny day, one might see the colorful creatures in the Black Lake, but today, it was just a murky expanse outside.
He paused to observe for a moment, feeling a slight tug on his fingertips.
Wade followed the direction of the pull, entering an equally dark and damp stone corridor. Both sides of the corridor were lined with tightly shut wooden doors, making it look even more like a prison.
Such a oppressive environment meant that even Slytherin students wouldn't linger. The corridor was empty, making it even more eerily silent.
Mikey, who was also invisible, led Wade to a wooden door and stopped, quietly saying, "This is the dormitory. Mikey isn't allowed inside."
Wade asked, "Is he still in there?"
"Yes," Mikey replied.
Wade touched the doorknob with his Wand, heard a "click," and then pushed the door open and walked in.
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Dobby, having finished tidying the room, was enduring his hunger, hiding under the bed.
Dobby felt a little nostalgic for Crabbe and Goyle.
Although his young master now loathed them, if those two had been around, there would have been food everywhere in the dormitory, and even if some went missing, they wouldn't have noticed at all.
He estimated the time, feeling his young master would be back soon, and so he hid, following the command: Don't let me see you.
But in such a small dormitory, hiding places were very limited. Dobby couldn't shrink himself and squeeze into a jar; only under the bed was relatively spacious, at least he didn't have to fold himself up.
He counted the minutes, waiting for the difficult day to pass.
Suddenly, Dobby heard the door open and thought it was his master. Then he heard footsteps and immediately realized something was wrong.
But it couldn't be discovered, so it remained hidden under the bed, not venturing out to see what was happening.
However, the intruder didn't seem to think that way.
Black shoes paused at the doorway for a moment, then walked directly towards the bed he was hiding under, and stopped.
Someone crouched down and lifted the bed curtain.
"Hello—Dobby?"
Dobby's eyes widened in surprise.
He shot up, his head hitting the underside of the bed with a thump, making tears well up in his eyes from the pain.
"Sorry, sorry! I think I scared you."
The newcomer took two steps back, creating space, and said, "What are you doing hiding under the bed? Come out."
Dobby hesitated for a moment, then scrambled out from under the bed. It stood awkwardly by the bedside, clinging to the green curtain that hung from the ceiling, as if finding some sense of security there.
Of course, it recognized the student in front of it.
During the summer holidays, Dobby had tried to get Harry expelled from school, causing him a lot of trouble and leading to him being locked up by his Muggle relatives.
It was this student and another adult Wizard who had picked up Harry Potter.
Dobby had snuck into the school several times, looking for an opportunity to get Harry Potter to leave, and had often seen them together.
Even earlier, it had actually heard his name from both its master and young master.
Wade Gray.
He was young, yet already had multiple inventions to his name, was Alchemist Murray's favorite student, and Dumbledore also had high hopes for him.
The young master, Draco Malfoy, didn't like him, but still had to buy his invented Book of Friends. He even secretly bought more than a dozen sets, collecting various rare versions sold in limited editions.
He also bought entire sets of Softlight Badges at a time, so he could change styles daily depending on his mood.
His master and mistress acted the same way, buying even more.
For Wizard nobles who valued appearance and status, not wearing a badge fitting their identity when going out was as embarrassing as being naked.
The difference was, they wouldn't secretly use it while cursing the inventor.
How did Wade Gray manage to sneak into this dormitory?
Dobby thought uneasily, secretly glancing at the other person.
"Harry told me about you, Dobby," Wade said gently. "So you're the Malfoy family's house-elf? Were your actions prompted by your master?"
"Of course not!"
Hearing this, Dobby immediately became agitated:
"Dobby must protect Harry Potter. Someone at Hogwarts is planning something, and Harry Potter cannot stay here before it happens! Harry Potter must go home! Wade Gray shouldn't stop Dobby!"
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