Harry Potter and the Legend of the Temple

Louis meets a real house elf for the first time.

Dobby has the appearance of an ordinary elf, his eyes are even larger, and his ears are of the same standard as an elf.

The only difference from the elves in Louis' imagination is that house elves have no wings. And even more short and unbearable.

"Dobby, you shouldn't be like this. Even if you hurt Harry, he can't drop out of Hogwarts. This is his life. He has to face these things." Louis looked at him with a look of horror. Dobby persuaded further.

"Dobby didn't want this. Dobby never wanted to hurt Harry Potter." Dobby began to sob. "But Dobby must protect Harry Potter."

"Is this your master's order? Are you house elves going to disobey your master's wishes like this?" Louis' tone suddenly became serious when he saw that he didn't listen.

"No, Master..." Dobby suddenly became very annoyed. He suddenly began to beat the ground, banging his head on the ground, "Bad Dobby, stinky Dobby!"

Even though his head was bleeding, Dobby stopped dizzily.

"I think Mr. Malfoy is probably unhappy that you are here, so you should know where you are going by now." Louis seemed to be ordering the elf.

Dobby bowed to Lewis, and then disappeared in front of him with a "pop".

The magic of house elves is sometimes so strange. In places where wizards are prohibited from apparating, they can come and go freely.

Louis could hear the cheers outside, and it seemed that the game was over.

He got out from under the table, and saw that in the center of the Quidditch field, Harry got the Golden Snitch, but was still hit in the hand by the Bludger.

"Harry!" Hermione, Ron and Ginny ran over worriedly, followed by a lot of teachers. The bludger has returned to normal and is being put into the box by Mrs. Huo Qi.

"Don't worry, kid." Lockhart was already at his side. He pulled out his wand and said, "This just requires a simple spell. I've tried it countless times."

"No, I don't want it." Harry looked a little flustered when he saw Lockhart's look.

"Professor, please wait a moment."

Lockhart was about to recite a spell, but was interrupted by Louis running behind him.

Everyone looked at Lewis in confusion, only to see that he took out a bottle of emerald green potion in his hand, which was the potion he developed himself.

"Drink this Harry and you'll be fine."

"But, Louis, we haven't..." Hermione was about to say that we haven't tested it on real people yet, but somehow she swallowed the second half.

Harry looked at the potion in Louis' hand, and after a while, he took it.

"I believe you, Louis."

After saying that, he took a sip of the potion.

"Hmph, that Gryffindor bastard is really brave enough to try out unregistered potions at will, and it's his life." Snape snorted coldly, but did not stop him. On the one hand, he wanted to think too much. Let Potter suffer some pain, but on the other hand, he also wanted to see the effect of this potion.

After a while, a miracle happened. Harry's broken arm bone began to repair itself. Although the speed was not very fast, it was much better than at the beginning. At least Harry no longer felt that pain.

Everyone sighed, they really didn't expect this potion to be so effective, and Hermione gradually breathed a sigh of relief.

But Professor McGonagall still insisted on taking Harry to the school hospital for a check-up. After all, no one knew what effect the potion Louis had just given would have.

"Taking unregistered potions, you are as brave as the Weasley brothers." Mrs. Pomfrey from the school hospital couldn't help but get a little angry when she saw this scene, while the Weasley twins who followed were helpless. scratched his head.

She checked Harry's arm first, and this time it was she who made the amazing sound.

"Indeed, the arm has recovered automatically, and I think it's pretty good. At this rate, it's expected to be cured tonight."

"However, who knows if the food your boy gave him will have any side effects. Potter will stay here tonight. I have to observe and observe." Madam Pomfrey said.

"Then can I accompany Harry?" Louis asked. After all, it is his own thing, and he also wants to see the result.

Madam Pomfrey thought for a moment, then nodded. After all, it’s easier to talk when you’re alone.

"And I am Madam Pomfrey."

"What about me?"

. . . . .

Many Gryffindor students raised their hands one after another. Madam Pomfrey was angry, shook her hand, and said domineeringly:

"The school hospital stipulates that only one person can accompany you!"

. . . .

Autumn nights will be earlier in time, and the sun will slowly enter the space of the Eastern Hemisphere.

Harry and Louis were chatting and laughing, until Madam Pomfrey glared and issued a warning, causing them to stop.

"Pah." After turning off the lights in the campus hospital, Madam Pomfrey entered the office behind the curtain and fell asleep. Louis turned around and rolled into the bed next to Harry. Apart from the two of them, no third person entered the entire school hospital.

Just when Louis and Harry were about to fall asleep, a short figure picked up a pillow and hit Harry on the head.

"Stop," Harry said, gathering his composure, "Dobby?"

Louis was also attracted by the movement. He looked at Harry and just stood up. How dare this house elf come over?

Who gave you the courage, Mr. Liang?

"Dobby warned Harry Potter not to come to school. Why didn't Mr. Harry Potter listen?" Dobby looked a little sad, "Why didn't Harry Potter listen to Dobby? Why?"

"Because you used it the wrong way Dobby," Louis said. "You used the spell to deliberately block the nine and three-quarter wall, thinking that Harry would miss the train and not come back to school, and then used the Bludger to attack. Harry, Dobby, you are hurting your friend."

"What? Dobby? Did you do all of this?" Harry was a little annoyed. Although none of these things caused any substantial harm to him, no one knew what the consequences would be without Louis present.

"Yes, sir." Dobby patted his head, "Dobby has been spying on Harry Potter and his friends. Dobby tried every means to prevent Harry Potter from returning to Hogwarts. Just because this year will Something very terrible happened.”

"If you are talking about the secret room, then there is no need to do this. It has already happened. You can't stop it." Louis said to Dobby.

"Sir, you already know? Oh my God." Dobby suddenly looked helpless again, "In this case, Dobby can't let Harry Potter stay here. History will repeat itself. That mysterious chamber of secrets will be opened——"

He suddenly froze, too frightened to move, then quickly grabbed the kettle next to Harry's bed, hit himself hard on the head, and sighed unsteadily. After a while he climbed onto the bed, squinted, and muttered: "Bad Dobby, very bad Dobby."

"The Chamber of Secrets does exist? Has it ever been opened?" Harry asked Dobby quietly. Louis snatched the kettle from his hand to stop him from committing suicide.

"Tell me, Dobby, you must know something about what happened fifty years ago?"