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Chapter 31

But before Hera could see the room more clearly, several small things came over and ran towards him quickly from the center of the room.

"We can prepare everything for you, sir, anything is fine!" A sharp and harsh voice rang out.

Hera almost shook his hand and shot it directly with Avada.

When I looked closely, I realized that there were several house elves, with a tea towel printed with the Hogwarts seal on them - they wrapped the tea towels as robes.

Is this Hogwarts' kitchen?

It's really hard to find.

"Give me a glass of milk." Hera put down the wand in his hand. These little guys were really scared to death. If he was really excited to make a house elf here, Dumbledore would definitely lose his trust in him.

After all, people who regard the death curse as common magic are thrown everywhere, and they don’t look like a party to love and justice no matter how they look.

It's like people in the magic world have never heard of Dumbledore using the death curse...

Oh, there is really a possibility. After all, there are some other harsh fire curse, which is just killing people. It is not necessary to use "Avada to gnaw on big melons".

That's just the fool who Dark King will throw curses everywhere.

Just a moment of silence, the house elf had already delivered the hot milk to Hera.

"Thank you." Hera smiled.

Then the house elf who handed him milk heard this and pounced forward, fell face down on the stone slab floor, pounding his small fists and screaming in pain.

"You actually said thank you! Don't do this! Please don't say such things..."

"..." Hera looked at the hysterical house elf in front of him and suddenly felt a little headache, although he had known that the house elf's brain was like Snow White's underwear - no one knew what it was.

But who would have thought that a word from him would be like activating some of their switches...

Hera calmly took a sip of milk and calmed down his heart first. Anyway, the house-raising elf was strong and he would not die for a while.

"I order you to take me to visit here." Hera said, recalling Lucius Malfoy's attitude towards the house elf.

Sure enough, the house elf stopped his movements, raised his head and stared at Hera with its big watery eyes.

"As you wish, sir." Its voice was sharp, causing Hera to unconsciously get goosebumps.

However, since he came to the kitchen of Hogwarts, Hera also wondered whether he could abduct one or two house elves. After all, they were usually only in the ancient and wealthy wizard family, and were enough to undertake all housework. They were bound by their masters and could not disobey the director's orders casually.

But Hera looked closely and looked at the scene in front of him, which shocked him. Although everyone knew that Hogwarts had a long history and strong capital, the scene in the kitchen...

Generally speaking, it would be nice to have a house elf in a wizard family.

But there are more than a hundred house elves here. When the elves lead Hera by their way, they all smiled, bowed, and curtsy.

They also wore uniforms like the elf: a tea towel with the Hogwarts seal printed on it.

There are four long wooden tables in the kitchen, which are placed exactly the same as those of the four college tables in the auditorium. It should be that food is delivered to the tables that are waiting on the tables on the ceiling, right?

"Your name." Hera stopped, looked at the little guy in front of him, and said coldly.

"Cauper, sir." Cauper bowed deeply to Hera, as if he was performing some glorious ceremony.

"Yeah." Hera nodded coldly and drank the hot milk in his hand in one sip. "I hope I can summon you anytime, anywhere in Hogwarts."

"Yes, sir." Copper's voice became sharp and sharp, and the elf at work next to him cast an envious look, as if he had really received some honor.

"Prepare some more food for me and send it to the office." Herasun opened his hand and the glass fell directly. Cooper directly grabbed the cup and rubbed it on the tea towel on his chest excitedly.

"Yes, sir!"

Hera tilted his head and smiled. Sure enough, sometimes it was that simple.

To deal with this kind of slavery existence, you don’t need to spend too much energy.

The only problem is probably Dumbledore, he probably...he will never allow it!

But Hera is not in a hurry. It is not a simple job to kidnap a house elf. He is ready for a long-term battle.

Isn't it just a fool?

Can't he?

When Hera was about to leave, many elves next to him surrounded him and handed him a lot of snacks and asked him to take them upstairs.

"Everyone goes back to do what you should do." Hera shouted angrily, "I will call you when I need you."

This is not good for domestic elves. They are a bit too enthusiastic and too servile, which can sometimes cause trouble.

But... Hera doesn't even have a house elf, and he hasn't yet been thinking about this issue.

And it’s actually good to keep house elves like this, otherwise how can wizards rule them?

Hera dared to pat his chest and promised that an ordinary adult wizard would never be able to beat a house elf.

Walking on the stairs leading to the foyer, Hera smiled at the corner of her mouth, "For a house elf, obeying orders is the most ideal thing, isn't it?"

Leaving the kitchen, Hera went back to the office directly. Now Qilo's office has completely become the "Lesterance Office". Hera has ownership and use rights. As for where Qilo sleeps at night?

Anyway, no one will care.

Even the Dark King.

Anyway, Qiluo didn't dare to sleep with the Dark King. He probably always slept on his stomach, right?

However, I don’t know what Kilo was busy with during this period, so I couldn’t see him all day long, and the Dark King was gone.

Probably tired?

Hera returned to the office, and the table had the "Prophet Daily" today.

This is what the Prophet Daily delights the professors. Hera has never ordered it before, but she will deliver it to Kiro... on her desk every day.

I opened the newspaper casually and saw a photo of a fairy standing in front of the Guling Pavilion.

This made Hera feel a little bad.

Could it be that the incident was revealed?
Chapter completed!
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