The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

Chapter 493 Hermione wants to speak up for the house-elves!

The action of Lilith leaving her companions and leaving alone attracted the attention of many people. Among them, Gemma saw Lilith's eyes, stood up consciously, and walked with Lilith.

Moriarty took a deep look at Lilith's back. He knew that Lilith had great ambitions, and Gemma had always been Lilith's good assistant.

But what Moriarty didn't expect was that under the influence of the dementors, there was not only Lilith, but another witch in Hogwarts who thought about politics.

She is Hermione Granger.

Hermione's parents are both elite white-collar workers in the Muggle world. Their parents are enlightened and their families are harmonious.

Hermione's little head is full of a series of big principles such as "the world is fair" and "hard work will pay off".

For the wizarding world, Hermione's cognition is a fairy tale - a fairy tale of wizards and magic.

But when she came to Hogwarts, Hermione found that the magical world was not as beautiful as she thought, but revealed reality everywhere.

Hermione also quickly discovered that there was an irreversible ideological difference between herself and other little wizards!

Little wizards treat house elves, giants, goblins, charm babies... these humanoid creatures, they don't treat them as human beings at all.

Not to mention that this point can be clearly seen in pure blood, even in Muggle-born students, it is also vividly reflected.

The reason is also very simple. In order to integrate into the magical world, Muggle-born students must of course be close to the mainstream.

What is mainstream?

Despises humanoids, squeezes them, squeezes them out of value.

At the Ravenclaw table, Hermione stared at the table in a daze.

It is filled with all kinds of delicacies.

But Hermione just ate some of the hearty breakfast.

It's not that Hermione wasn't hungry, but she was so hungry that her stomach growled.

Hermione rubbed her belly, alas, another day without milk, no milk, not very hungry.

The reason she had no appetite was because she thought the house-elves were being treated unfairly.

Because the breakfast missed the original time, the house elf increased the speed and efficiency of serving food by more than three times in order to prevent the students from being late for class!

As a result, many old and frail house-elves had to fight in person.

And their magic can no longer be used at will. In order to serve food, they carry plates from the kitchen and pull the dining car...

Hermione couldn't bear to watch another old house-elf hold out a plate of meatballs with trembling hands.

"The dementors would disappear en masse, why wouldn't the house-elves?"

Hermione popped the question out of the blue, and at the thoughtful Ravenclaw table.

The eaglets around were busy stuffing food into their mouths—they didn't want to be late. When they heard Hermione's words, their mouths grew, and the food in their mouths fell, as if they couldn't believe it came from Hermione's mouth. if.

Hermione said this on purpose, she wanted to attract more attention.

Zhang Qiu said suspiciously: "Of course the house-elves don't. They have a contract with Hogwarts. You know this, right? I saw you read "Hogwarts, A Piece of School History."

"But?" Hermione asked. "Don't the dementors have a contract with the Ministry of Magic? But they still disappear."

A fourth-year eaglet said: "Dementors? Who knows what they are? House-elves can talk, and wizards obviously prefer to believe in creatures with heads on their necks."

A group of people burst into laughter.

Hermione flinched, pursing her lips in disappointment.

Well, she has to admit that if wizards don't treat house elves as human beings, then dementors are even more unbearable in wizarding society. It's not appropriate to use dementors as an example.

Zhang Qiu was very thoughtful, and asked Hermione in a low voice: "What's wrong? Are you abnormal today?"

"I'm just deeply disturbed by our unfair treatment of house-elves!" Hermione said with a heavy tone, and looked at the students again and again: "Please, think about it, the dementor thing is a warning! If No matter how unfairly we treat intelligent magical creatures, sooner or later they will be out of our use like dementors!"

The Ravenclaw table was suddenly quiet, and many eaglets put down their breakfast and fell silent.

They were used to thinking when someone asked questions or suggestions, and Hermione's words were naturally considered by them.

Then Roger Davies said to Hermione: "Granger, your statement is not true. Because house elves are different from dementors."

He paused and explained: "As the guards of Azkaban, the dementors can absorb the negative emotions of the prisoners. This is also a punishment for the prisoners. For the Ministry of Magic and the dementors, it is beneficial to both parties. good thing."

"House-elves are different, they don't need favors, they are born to serve and work for wizards - if you don't let them serve or work, they will be awkward."

Following Roger's words, the eaglets also laughed.

Roger is an outstanding student of the Eagle School, and what he said was indeed correct, but it caught Hermione's heart, and she immediately said: "I suggest that we can give some benefits to the house elves."

"benefit?"

The eaglets seemed to have heard a big joke, and looked at Hermione in a funny and strange way.

Facing everyone's eyes, Hermione was not afraid, she said clearly: "Yes, good. For example——"

She did something about it: trying to get a plate of cherries from an elderly house-elf and serve it to the table.

But what surprised Hermione was.

Seeing that Hermione came to fetch it, the house-elf was so anxious that he was speechless, foaming at the mouth, and fell to his knees and kowtowed to Hermione, begging not to take his job away!

"Hahahahaha..."

The eaglets laughed happily, saying that we went to class when we were full of laughter.

They got up one after another, Penello and Zhang Qiu also stood up, and Hermione who was in an awkward state cast a begging look: "Senior sister~ don't you support me?"

Zhang Qiu kindly comforted Hermione, but Penello didn't say anything. She and Moriarty established a relationship, and she was supposed to enjoy the services of the house elves, so how could she support Hermione.

However, Penelope is kind-hearted and finds that Hermione has leadership potential, and encourages Hermione to continue to do it, and she will definitely find like-minded friends.

Encouraged, Hermione spent a Potions class and finally figured it out.

Dementors really aren't comparable to house-elves.

Their collective disappearance can be seen as a warning.

But there's nothing wrong with being kind to house-elves!

In the wizarding world, there are still many disadvantaged groups like house elves!

"I want to speak out for the disadvantaged!"

Hermione exclaimed excitedly.

But she forgot, here is Professor Snape interrupting the class!

"brush!"

Professor Snape cast a cold look.

"Oh? Our Miss Granger seems to regard this as an election site. Heh, our female politicians should figure out where this is before they speak out."

Underneath, Kitty Eagle and Little Badger both held back their laughter, and Abhanna looked at her friend worriedly. This was the first time that Hermione was distracted in class.

Then Professor Snape deducted ten points from Ravenclaw, Hermione didn't care, and started a series of actions.

She founded a small group called the House-Elf Advocacy Society.

Be prepared to use house-elves to draw out vulnerable people, as house-elves are easy to see.

Counting Hermione herself, there were only two of them - and Hannah.

"Hermione, are we really going to do this?" Hannah said weakly, looking at the "badge" in her hand.

"Do you really want to give badges to your classmates and persuade them to join us?"

Hannah couldn't help but asked one more question.

Hermione said enthusiastically: "Of course! The house elves are treated very unfairly! They are completely slaves! Why doesn't anyone stand up to stop such a thing!"

Hannah wanted to say that I have house-elves too, and they'd kill themselves if they weren't allowed to work.

But looking at Hermione's excited red face, Hannah didn't say anything.

The following week, Hermione went into action, working tirelessly to change working conditions for house-elves.

Hermione often walks around the campus convincing people to join. Most people say no.

However, although a few students were slightly interested in Hermione's issues, they were unwilling to participate more actively in the activities.

They were all members of the Charms Study Group, which Hermione had organized.

Ron heard about it too, and thought Hermione was a big idiot.

There were not a few people who agreed with him, and people began to talk and laugh at Hermione behind their backs.

After all, paper couldn't contain fire, and these words reached Hermione's ears.

Hermione was disheartened, she found a secluded corridor with grievances, squatted down with her legs crossed, and stared blankly at the ground.

After a while, the eye circles were red, and the beautiful and bright eyes were shining.

Like a wounded kitten, people can't help but hold it in their arms with pity and love.

Hermione, who was sad for a while, remembered what Brother Moriarty had said to her while drinking milk.

That was the second time Hermione turned into a cat. When drinking milk, Moriarty said that fortunately, Hermione was assigned to Ravenclaw. If she was assigned to Gryffindor, she would probably have a long and unsatisfactory life. life.

At the time, Hermione was so engrossed in her speech that she didn't listen at all, but she remembered now.

"Okay, you all laugh at me, I'll go find brother Moriarty!"

"Well, I happen to be hungry."

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