Chapter 533: House elves and centaurs
Chapter 533 House Elves and Centaurs
For most people, the first stage of vacation is a time for entertainment and play, and then they don’t remember that they still have homework until the beginning of school.
So on the last day of the Christmas vacation, there was such a scene in the Hufflepuff common room. The laughter and laughter of the previous few days were gone. Everyone was lying on every flat place, hurriedly filling in their own words. There is no homework to write.
This is also a traditional group activity for Hufflepuff, happening once or twice a year.
There is only one day left for school, and the time is tight and the tasks are heavy, so that not many people come during lunch. Compared with the busy long tables in other houses, Hufflepuff's place looks empty.
Of course, this may also be because Hufflepuff is closer to the kitchen, allowing them to have lunch without going to the Great Hall...because there are also some people in other houses who behave very abnormally.
Among them were Gryffindors Harry and Ron. They stood up in just five minutes, each took a bag of baked potatoes and hurried out of the Great Hall.
Hermione followed behind and scolded them.
Then when she reached the door of the auditorium, she suddenly stopped. Instead of going back with them, she turned a corner and walked straight towards Hufflepuff.
Kyle was discussing Firebolts with Cedric. When he looked up, he happened to see Hermione sitting in the empty seat opposite.
"Hermione?" Kyle asked subconsciously: "Did you quarrel with Ron again?"
"No." Hermione said, "I figured it out. There is no point in arguing with him except to make myself uncomfortable. I'm here to see you this time."
"Find me?"
"Because of this." Hermione took out a box, opened it and placed it on the table.
Kyle and Cedric looked at each other at the same time.
There are about dozens of badges in the box, with different colors, but they all have the same letters written on them.
S.P.E.W.
"Vomiting?" Cedric said subconsciously: "You wouldn't want to use this to boo the warriors from other schools during the second project... I think Professor McGonagall would definitely not agree with you doing this."
"It's not vomiting." Hermione was a little irritated. Apparently many people had misunderstood her before.
But she still tried to calm herself down and explained: "It is the abbreviation of the Society for the Promotion of House Elves' Rights."
"What about a house elf?" Cedric looked at Kyle confused, "Have you heard of it?"
“No.” Kyle shook his head.
"I founded this, just two months ago." Hermione said crisply, "The purpose is to fight for the rights and wages that house elves deserve."
"Huh?" Cedric was even more confused. He thought he heard wrongly, "Wages for the house elf?"
"Yes, that's right."
Hermione's voice was louder than before, "I think many wizards are treating house elves as slaves. They have no wages and no vacations. What's even more frightening is that right here, in Hogwarts, there is actually one Over a hundred of these house elves..."
Hermione was talking, and the more she talked, the more excited she became, as if she was giving a speech at the election of the Minister of Magic.
After hearing her words, many people couldn't help laughing. The Slytherins who were near them even slapped the table with laughter.
Cedric relied on his good personal cultivation to listen to Hermione's words as calmly as possible.
"So I think we should help them... Are you willing to join? You only need to pay two silver sikols to buy badges... This income can be used to print and distribute leaflets later."
“Sorry,” Cedric said, “Can I ask how many members you have now?”
"Hmm...six," said Hermione. "Me, Harry, Ron, Neville, Fred and George."
"Fred..." Cedric was a little surprised, "They also joined?"
"Yes." Hermione said, "Although they said they would not participate in any activities, they still bought the badge..."
Kyle raised his eyebrows. He felt that the reason why Fred and Ron took out two Sickles was most likely because they were interested in this "vomiting" badge... because this thing can change. Just shake it. From "SPEW" to an image of a house elf.
At that time, as long as a slight change...for example, changing the image to Klum's, it will have the effect of booing.
"Will you join us?" Hermione pushed the box forward and asked hopefully.
"If I don't attend the event...I can buy a badge." Cedric said, and took out two coins and handed them to Hermione.
Kanna next to her also paid two Sickles and treated her as a support friend... Of course, the premise is that she is not allowed to wear this badge.
This is too much like the Weasley brothers' prank badge. It is almost exactly the same as Percy's "big-headed boy". It is really a bit embarrassing to wear it.
Both of them paid, but Kyle did not make any move.
"Aren't you willing?" Hermione looked a little disappointed, because in her impression, Kyle shouldn't be like this.
But Hermione didn't want to give up just yet.
She thought about it. Kyle's attitude was very important. If he was willing to join, he might be able to recruit more members by virtue of his status as a warrior.
Immediately, Hermione took a deep breath and said in a louder voice: "This is slave labor. Every bite we eat now is obtained by squeezing house elves, so you also think this is right." Yes, do you want to join them?"
Connor frowned. She hated the tone in which Hermione spoke to Kyle just now, and wanted to get her two Sickles back.
“I won’t buy it, just give the money...”
But before she could finish speaking, someone grabbed her.
"I can understand what you're thinking, Hermione." Kyle shook his head and said, "But you used the wrong method. I guess you must have been in the kitchen."
"That's right." Hermione said, "I persuaded them to get their own wages." "What's the result?" Kyle continued to ask.
This time, Hermione didn't speak.
After a while, she murmured: "The house elves have been enslaved for too long, so they need our help. I think..."
“Please wait a moment.”
Kyle interrupted her, "I can't explain it in one or two sentences. So, if you have time, can you come with me? I'll take you somewhere... If you still insist on it, then I will buy it." Badge."
“Okay!” Hermione said, “Where to go?”
“Come with me, you will know when you get there.”
Kyle stood up and walked out of the Great Hall, followed closely by Hermione.
Kanna thought about it and followed her, not to mention Cedric, who even called Qiu who was eating next to him.
The group of people walked out of the auditorium, and then Kyle passed through the castle gate and walked towards the Forbidden Forest.
The door to Hagrid's hut was closed. As they approached, Fang's screams came from inside.
Then the door opened, and Hagrid poked his head out with a haggard look. Obviously, even though he was in a bad mood now, he had not forgotten his most important job...
“You guys.” He called to Kyle who was about to enter the Forbidden Forest. “If you are here to visit me, then go back quickly. I just want to be alone now.
If you want to go to the Forbidden Forest, go back quickly. It's too dangerous there. As long as I haven't been expelled, I won't let you in. "
"Sorry, Hagrid." Kyle stopped and said, "We have something very important. If we don't go to the Forbidden Forest... can you help call a centaur?"
“Oh, no, go back quickly.”
"We really have something to do, Hagrid, please." Kyle said again.
This time, Hagrid hesitated, then staggered out of the room.
"Okay," he said, "but you must not go any further until I come out. Just wait here."
“No problem,” Kyle said.
Hagrid nodded and walked into the depths of the Forbidden Forest.
Kyle did not break his promise, he just stood there and continued to discuss the unfinished topic with Cedric.
“Seriously, all the abilities of the Firebolt are so great. It’s hard to imagine that you actually held Harry back for so long last year.”
"Yeah, I think it's incredible too." Cedric said, "You were so smooth at dodging Bludgers before. The Firebolt is really the broom that all Seekers dream of."
“You can also buy one. When I get the 1,000 Galleons prize from the Triwizard Tournament, I can lend it to you.”
“No need, I will be in seventh grade next year, it’s not cost-effective to only use it for one year.”
“What about graduation?” Kyle said, “Don’t you want to join the professional Quidditch team? You can’t go there with your Nimbus 1700…”
"Yes, Kyle is right." Kangna also said at the side: "If it's not enough, I can lend it to you."
While they were talking, Hermione stood by silently.
Soon, Hagrid came out, and with him was a centaur.
He has surprisingly blue eyes, sparkling platinum hair, and looks very handsome. His lower body is the pale golden body of a silver-maned horse, which is also very beautiful.
“Thanks, Hagrid.”
Kyle stepped forward and greeted the centaur: "Hello, Firenze."
"Hello, little pony." Firenze said, "Oh, I recognize you. You saved the little unicorn from the dark wizard."
“That was several years ago.”
"Yes, the little unicorn has grown up now." Firenze said, "Okay, let's get down to business, Hagrid said you wanted to find us centaurs. What's the matter?"
"Just a simple question." Kyle said, "Firenze, what do you think about the fact that we wizards always wear clothes?"
“Unbelievable.”
Firenze blurted out: "I can't understand why you should punish yourself in such a harsh way when you are still a foal and have done nothing wrong."
"Wait, you mean the clothes we wear are punishment?" Hermione couldn't help but ask.
"Yes." Firenze said with a serious expression, "In our tribe, only those who have made serious mistakes will be forcibly wrapped in cloth and leaves, depriving him of the right to contact nature."
"Thank you, Firenze, I've finished asking." Kyle said, "I hope you can say hello to Margery for me."
“I will definitely tell you.” Firenze said.
But before returning to the Forbidden Forest, he suddenly hesitated, and then said: "I really suggest that you take off the shackles on your body and feel the charm of nature... After all, you have done nothing wrong."
"Uh... no need." Qiu took a step back warily, even the way she looked at Firenze changed.
(End of this chapter)