Shadow of the Beautiful World

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"So, you killed Voldemort with a disarming spell?"

Merlin was sitting on a chair in Ron's bedroom, he was holding a glass of beer in his hand, and the other children were sitting on the side, holding wine glasses in his hand. But they are underage, so they actually drink butter beer.

A non-alcoholic magic drink that tastes like beer.

And although three months have passed since the thrilling decisive battle, when it comes to the scene of the day, Harry is still a little scared.

He said to Merlin:

"When Voldemort cast a killing curse, I really thought I was dead. If it weren't for the elder's wand's cruel character, Voldemort would not have died so easily. It wasn't actually in my hands. At the last moment, it was his weapon. Abandoned him."

"Also, I just heard from you that you are actually one of Voldemort's Horcruxes?"

Merlin frowned and asked:

"I have also learned about Horcruxes. I never knew that living people can also be used as Horcruxes."

"That was an accident, Merlin."

Harry explained in detail:

"When Voldemort murdered my parents, his killing curse was rebounded by the magic blessing that his mother left on me, and almost killed him. He had made 6 Horcruxes before, and his soul was very unstable. That killing curse Let his soul split again, and some fragments remained in my scars. So in theory, I am not his real Horcrux, that is just a substitute name."

"Is that so?"

Merlin nodded thoughtfully. He took a sip and smiled at Harry:

"That's really Voldemort's wickedness, and he should have died. Speaking of that, what about that elder wand?"

Merlin asked again:

"You said you destroyed it?"

"Yes."

Harry nodded, and the face of this young man one year younger than Ron showed the maturity and vicissitudes of his age. He took a sip of butter beer and said to Merlin:

"The elder wand can only bring death and doom. Master Oliver said that the elder wand is the least emotional and calm cruel wand in the world. It will only consider victory and ability."

Harry said with a hint of sadness:

"Other wands will be very loyal to their masters. They will not give up their masters so easily. If the masters are stronger, they will prefer the masters. However, the elder wand is only loyal to the strength. It follows the strength. But it is one of the death holy weapons. Keeping it will only bring endless doom to me and those around me."

"After all, conquering death is the ultimate dream of every wizard."

"Ok."

Merlin nodded, he said:

"You have done the right thing, and it is better not to stay with you for things that cannot be completely controlled. I feel deeply about this."

"We also want to thank you for your help, Merlin."

Ron interjected on the side and said:

"My brother Fred almost died in the final battle. Agent Gartler who came to help saved him with a bullet. In fact, if those agents didn't help us defend Hog that day We are not as easy to defeat the Death Eaters at the Watts position."

"Oh, did Butler help?"

Merlin said with some surprise:

"He didn't mention this to me, I just heard that he was injured during the war of the wizards and is still training."

"Agent Gattler was taken to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries."

Harry said to Merlin:

"His injury was serious. He was hit by a Death Eater with a heart-draining curse, and he himself had terrible old injuries. I heard that part of his body was lost in the early years of the war. He replaced it with metal Lost his own organs...what a terrible encounter."

"Yes."

Merlin also sighed and said:

"Gattler is a strong man. He has passed death more than once. I know something about his injury, but he rarely talks about it. It is difficult to cure Gattler with the technology of Muggles. The old is hurt, but now, with the help of wizards, there is hope for the recovery of Butler."

"But it's not so optimistic."

Ron said again:

"When I went to see a few friends at St. Mungo's hospital, I accidentally heard a conversation between the Hepklat therapist and his assistant. The powerful therapist said that Mr. Gattler's situation was complicated and he needed to accept Long-term curative treatment, and the hope of complete recovery, is very slim."

"But it's always better than no hope."

Merlin says:

"I will visit him in a few days, you can come with me."

"Okay."

Harry said with a smile on his face:

"You can call us when the time comes. Recently Hogwarts is rebuilding. We are all fine. Oh, yes. Speaking of Hogwarts, Merlin, can I please you if there is one thing."

Speaking of which, Harry was a little embarrassed, he said softly:

"It's a personal thing."

"Speak, boy."

Merlin leaned back in his chair. He was drinking beer and said:

"You and Ron are both my friends. I don't have many friends, but I am generous to every friend as long as I can help."

"That's it, Merlin, do you remember the house elf you saved?"

Harry said:

"More than."

"Well, I remember, how could it be forgotten?"

Merlin shrugged:

"That was after all the first real surgical operation I personally performed. What happened to the elf? I remember it was not returning to the UK with us? Did it happen?"

"Dorby didn't have an accident, but now it's in a big trouble. Speaking of this, the family elf's life is quite bumpy."

Ron, who knows the truth, explained to Merlin:

"It was almost abused by the Malfoy family for the first half of his life. Later, Harry helped him out of trouble. He always wanted to be Harry's house elf. But Harry lived in Dursley's house at that time, and it was inconvenient to accept it. So in Deng Under Brido's arrangement, Dobby helped another Hogwarts kitchen with another elf who had lost his job."

"Dobby worked pretty well in the kitchen. The wizards of the academy were very satisfied with it, but the problem was that Hogwarts' kitchen was destroyed during the wizarding war."

Harry answered:

"Because of your help, many Death Eaters have suffered death punishment. After the war, Hogwarts gathered too many unowned elves. Professor McGonagall was a kind principal, but she couldn’t do it all at once. With a few hundred more house elves, Hogwarts’s kitchen already has more than 200 elves. And Dobby can’t do the heavy lifting to save us from being injured."

"Dobby is a self-respecting house elf."

Ron said:

"It is different from other house elves. It hopes to rely on its own labor to make money. This seems to be a rebellious behavior for other house elves. But it is not willing to let Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry raise it in vain. , And after he recovered from the injury, he resigned from Professor McGonagall."

"Oh I see."

Merlin looked at Harry's embarrassed expression and said:

"You want to find a new home for it, but I am curious that it has such a good relationship with you, why don't you take it in? Is there something wrong with this elf?"

"No, it's not."

Harry hurriedly explained:

"Dobby is a trustworthy good friend, but the problem is that I didn't know before that Dobby quit his job voluntarily. I met Dobby's friend Shining after the war, and Shining begged me to take it, and I agreed. Later I learned that Dobby's encounter was too late. A wizarding family can only have one house elf. This is a tradition and a rule."

"how about you?"

Merlin looked at Ron again, who said awkwardly:

"The Weasley family is a pure-blood wizard family, Merlin... We have house elves in our family, and each generation of its ancestors serves the Weasley family. If we take Dobby to our house... things will change. Very troublesome."

"What about Hermione?"

Merlin asked again. Ron shrugged. He showed the ring on his finger to Merlin. He said:

"Hermione is also a member of the Weasley family in the future. Her parents are Muggles. Muggles cannot see domestic leprechauns, and the Ministry of Magic does not allow Muggle families to have domestic leprechauns."

"Uh..."

Merlin rubbed his forehead, and the situation is now clear.

Either he refused Harry and let Dobby go to the streets. Either he left Dobby, but he was very uncomfortable with an extra magical creature in his house.

There are too many secrets.

Only those documents piled up in the basement, any one of which will be spread, will cause a social disturbance.

After thinking for a few minutes, while Harry and Ron watched, Merlin nodded and said:

"I can take it in."

"But I have a few requirements! First, Dobby is not my house elf. I have to make it clear in advance. I will arrange for it to join my department. Its identity is my work assistant."

"Second, Dobby can live in my house, but it can't read anything about me at will."

Merlin looked at Harry and Ron, and he said:

"You should be able to understand that I am an agent and I have a secret."

"Well, we understand."

Harry nodded. He seemed to have solved a headache. He said to Merlin:

"Any other requirements?"

"The last question is about its salary."

Merlin shook his finger and he said to Harry:

"Although it will join my department, it can only become a mystery advisor and an informal agent. So its monthly salary is only one-third of the official agent, which is $1,500. Of course, medical insurance, Dental insurance and annual leave will always be there... you go to discuss with it, if this harsh condition, it is acceptable, then I welcome it to join SDOLD"

"Wait, let me figure it out first."

Ron pulled out a Muggle computer from his nightstand and snapped it a few times. He is calculating the exchange rate between the US dollar and gold gallon. After a moment, Ron looked up and looked at Merlin in surprise:

"$1500? That's almost more than 200 gold gallons a month... Merlin, is this condition harsh?"

"Isn't this harsh?"

Merlin asked:

"If I use this monthly salary as a salary for regular employees, do you know how many complaints my supervisor will receive from my employees just this month?"

"But the problem is..."

Harry was also at a loss. He spread his hands and said to Merlin:

"Dobby used to work in the Hogwarts kitchen. It's still the elf's chief. Its salary is only 4 gold gallons a month...that is, $25."

"25 dollars a month?"

Merlin spouted the beer in his mouth with a puff. He looked at Harry and Ron in front of him. He said:

"Are you wizards all vicious vampires?"

"Dobby will definitely agree."

Ron said to Merlin:

"This salary is comparable to those of the novice Auror. I think I can apply to your department in the future. Looking at Hermione's face, you should give me at least 1,000 gallons a month!"

"sure."

Merlin glanced at Ron. He pulled out the paper and pen from his pocket. He said to Ron and Harry:

"My boss wants to find a few real wizards to fill the facade. They are going crazy, not to mention $7000 a month, even if it is $70,000, he will be willing. Come, Ron, sign a word, tomorrow you will You can go to work."

"Uh, forget it, I just said it."

Ron counseled and scratched his hair. He said to Merlin:

"Hermione will definitely not agree."

"Ah"

Merlin sneered, he sipped the beer in his hand, he said to Ron:

"I'm relieved to see you like this. Little Hermione will definitely not be bullied after marriage...I hope you won't be bullied too badly."

"Harry, let that Dobby meet me tomorrow at the hotel I stay in."

Merlin wrote an address on a note and handed it to Harry. He said to Harry:

"Since it's recruiting consultants for my department, I naturally have to see it in person. I told the elf that it will be his interview tomorrow, so he should not be late."

"Well. I will forward it to Dobby. Thank you, Mr. Merlin. You really helped us a lot!"

Facing Harry's gratitude, Merlin waved his hand. He looked back at Eric, who had fallen asleep in bed, and he said to Ron:

"Then Eric will stay at your house. I'll go back to the hotel first. If you have anything, please call... Don't let those noisy owls bother me at night, okay?"

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A few minutes later, Merlin returned to the hotel's room by using a form-shifting spell.

He used dark perception to make sure there were no monitors around him, and then sat at the desk. He took out his personal notebook from his pocket and began to write the news he got today.

"The weakness of Horcrux is as follows..."

"Voldemort's final ending proves the effect of Horcrux, this seemingly cruel and uncertain method, when necessary..."

"It can be used as a hole card! Hopefully, when I didn't use it."

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