But Hermione was undoubtedly interested in Dobby.

"When did you start to feel that the master's words are not necessarily what you must follow absolutely, and sometimes you should make decisions for your life?"

Dobby was a little unfamiliar with Hermione, but because she was Harry's friend, he did not refuse to communicate.

"Dobi's old master is very bad for Dobi. If he is unhappy, he will let Dobi punish himself." When he said this, Dobi's eyes were filled with fear. "Sometimes Dobi is obviously right, but he still has to punish himself, because only in this way can the old master be happy."

"At that time, Dobi was wondering why Dobi did this even though he was obviously wrong. The master who Dobi served, he, he...is an evil bad wizard!"

He seemed to have exhausted all his strength before he could speak out this sentence. Then he was as if he could not control himself, and he frantically hit the table with his big head.

"Bad more than bad!Bader more than bad!"

Fortunately, Hermione directly grabbed him and stopped him from his self-harm.

"Thank you, Harry's friend." Dobby gasped, "Dobby needs practice, he needs practice."

After hearing his words, Shinzhang immediately screamed, and she was extremely angry.

"You should be ashamed of yourself! Not practice! Dobby! You actually commented on your master like that!"

"He is not my master anymore!" Dobby said dissatisfiedly, "Dobby has no master now, he is just working for Dumbledore!"

"You are a bad elf." Shining sobbed, she shed tears, "I can't even think about how Mr. Crouch would have lived without me. The hostess would have passed away long ago, he had no one to take care of him, and was alone at home, wuwuwu..."

Hermione looked at Shanshan's current state with a thoughtful look on her face. She did not say anything bad about Crouch in front of her, but asked tentatively.

"Can I know, how did you live when you were kids? Have you received an education?"

But Shanshan had fallen into deep sadness. She did not answer Hermione's question, but Dobby, who was standing beside her, spoke.

"Elf does not have their own school. After we are born, we are generally educated by our parents. Elf's magic does not need to be specially learned. Basically, we will know it naturally as soon as we reach age."

In front of Dobby, Hermione didn't have to be so careful.

"So what will your parents educate you?"

Dobby recalled.

"They will teach me how to better serve my master's family. My mother taught me her cooking skills, and my father taught me how to better prune the garden. Then they will tell me how to make my master happy and what taboos are there for elves."

"They just taught you this?" Hermione's eyes were hidden, but she did not show it.

"Otherwise, what else can there be?" Dubby did not feel pitiful about this. "Their lifelong ideal is that after their death, the master will cut off their heads and hang them on the wall to display them. That is the highest honor of the elves. In the end, they did get what they wanted. Compared to Dubby, they are all elves that are very popular with their masters."

"If Dubi, if you had your own child in the future, would you still educate him like this?" Hermione asked carefully.

Dobby seemed to have never thought of such a profound thing, but after Hermione asked, he hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his big head.

"Doby will tell his children the benefits of freedom! There is no need for the elves to be slaves to any wizard! We love to work, but we also need to be paid! This is...this is..."

He had been struggling for a long time and could not say what the reason was, but Hermione added this sentence to him with a serious look.

"This is the power of every person with intelligent life!"

Dobby seemed very happy.

"You are right, I remember your name, Hermione, this is the power of intelligent life!"

Dobby talked to them a lot later, and he was excitedly talking about how he planned to spend the salary he earned.

He raised his magnificent chest and said he wanted to buy himself a pullover.

Although Ron was not interested in Hermione's so-called liberating domestic elf line, he liked many more independent elves.

He expressed his willingness to give Dobby the sweater his mother knitted for him, and Mrs. Weasley knits a new one for her children every Christmas.

Dobby was quite happy, and he said that he could change Ron's sweater to a smaller size by then so that he could fit his body shape.

They chatted for two hours, and finally Harry and the other three were ready to leave the kitchen.

The house elves enthusiastically filled their pockets with all kinds of snacks, and respectfully curtsy sent them away.

Before leaving, Hermione finally took a deep look at these elves and Dobby who returned to work in a happy mood.

"I don't need to think about how to liberate these domestic elves."

Ron and Harry both looked at her with shock.

"You figured it out?"

"You finally see that these elves like to work?"

Hermione shook her head, a relaxed smile appeared on her face.

"Because they don't need me, I am a wizard and a vested interest who are served by them. To help them gain equal status from the wizard level, even if they succeed in the end, it is not solid."

"To gain true respect and equality requires their own internal efforts. Only the freedom obtained from the bottom up is true freedom. Some of them have already had such an idea."

"Dobi, he is the first, but definitely not the last. His awakened thoughts will affect his descendants, and his descendants will affect more elves. It is much more important to have elves like him than to have wizards like me."

Harry and Ron looked at each other, and Hermione said a long sentence, but they could only understand it.

However, neither of them went into the meaning of this sentence. Anyway, as long as Hermione didn't insist on rebelling with the elf, such ridiculous thoughts would be a good thing for them.

The three of them walked to the corridor of the castle and were returning to the Gryffindor lounge when they suddenly discovered that it had already snowed outside the castle.

"Hi, it turns out that Christmas is coming!" Ron said excitedly.

Harry shrugged.

"I'm curious about how we spend Christmas this year."
Chapter completed!