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Dobby came here to tell Harry Potter... he can't go back to Hogwarts!
“Dobby…”
Dobby said a lot, but Harry only noticed one thing: the house-elf wouldn't let him go back to Hogwarts.
"Why? Why can't we go back? I belong there, and Darren will be there too..."
"No, no... Harry Potter will die... A terrible thing will happen at Hogwarts!"
Dobby launched into a long, rambling explanation, and Harry asked him carefully who was behind it all—was it Voldemort?
It shook its head vigorously, but then immediately picked up Harry's lamp and smashed it on its own head.
It made a loud banging sound.
Harry heard Darren's apologetic voice from downstairs say, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Mason, I need to apologize to you. My brother is upstairs, and I don't know what happened to him."
So I need to go up and check on him. I'm sorry for my absence!
"Oh, dear little Darren, you're such a little angel. Go on, if your brother is alright, you can let him come down with you..."
Harry's heart leaped into his throat.
He heard Darren's footsteps approaching quickly.
He quickly grabbed Dobby, shoved him into the closet, and said anxiously, "Don't come out, you'll scare Daren. I'll make sure he's mentally prepared before I let you out..."
"elder brother………"
Just as Harry was stuffing Dobby into the closet, Darren started knocking on the door.
Harry quickly opened the door.
Then I saw Darren's worried look.
"Brother, are you alright? Have some bad guys come here?"
"It's nothing, I accidentally knocked over the wardrobe, it's all put back now. Go downstairs and explain to Mrs. Mason for me!"
Harry quickly said.
He suddenly remembered that he had stuffed Dobby into the closet. His and Darren's clothes were still there.
Darren is very clean; he'll suffocate. He'll probably have to call Patsy to deal with it in a bit.
Darren knew Dobby had arrived just by looking at Harry's expression.
He felt a little sorry for Harry. That silly boy, he had already told him to go down and keep Mrs. Mason company, but he still wouldn't go.
Are you feeling bad right now?
He looked Harry over with concern, and seeing that he was not injured, he nodded and said, "Then, brother, I'll go down now. Remember to call me if you need anything!"
"Go on, eat your meal properly, and stop chatting with Mrs. Mason all the time!"
Harry quickly reminded him.
He had been listening to Darren and Mrs. Mason laughing and talking upstairs, but he hadn't heard Darren eating.
He was a little worried.
"Okay, brother!"
Darren nodded obediently.
After Darren left, Harry called Dobby out.
"Alright, did you see that? My brother is going to Hogwarts too. I can't let Darren go alone... especially since my friends are with him..."
"What kind of friend? A friend who doesn't even write to Harry Potter?"
Dobby said slyly.
Harry stared at it in shock: "You stole my letter?"
Dobby pulled a large pile of envelopes out of his pocket, and Harry noticed that many of them were from Slytherin girls, addressed to Darren.
Of course, there are also many Hermione and Ron's handwritings.
"You even went so far as to steal Darren's letters!"
Harry was furious. Was this house-elf crazy? Stealing his letter, and Darren's letter too?
Dobby thought... if Harry Potter and his brother didn't receive the letter, they might be disheartened and not want to go to Hogwarts...
Dobby jumped onto the windowsill.
Harry tried to snatch it, but it held the letter high, making Harry swear he would never go to Hogwarts.
"I can't... give me the letter!"
Harry glared angrily at Dobby.
Dobby gave a sad smile, then suddenly dashed out of the room and ran to the kitchen…
Harry quickly followed it downstairs, and then he discovered that Dobby was floating a cake high in the air.
"More than!"
Harry was startled. If he knocked over the cake at this moment, Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon would definitely think he was deliberately causing trouble.
Their relationship had finally become more harmonious, and he didn't want it to go back to the way it was before.
"Sir, this is for... Hello!"
There was a snap.
The cake broke on the floor.
The walls and windows were splattered with cake.
"elder brother!"
Darren rushed over from the living room.
He knew Dobby was unreliable. His so-called "for Harry's own good" just meant to ruin Harry. Hmm, that rhymes. Thank goodness he wasn't there.
Harry was trembling with anger, and Darren looked like he was about to cry.
"Okay, brother, what happened? Please tell me."
"Yes, it's a house-elf. It won't let me go to Hogwarts, and it also..."
Harry said through gritted teeth, which almost made Darren laugh.
Fortunately, Patty isn't like that.
However, he quickly suppressed his smile and said anxiously, "Patch!"
A serious-looking house-elf appeared in the kitchen.
Harry was relieved that Darren had closed the kitchen door when he came in, otherwise Mrs. Mason and the others would have seen them.
"Greetings, my two little masters!"
Patty said softly.
It looked at Darren with a proud smile in its eyes.
It was just reading Mr. Dumbledore's letter to the portrait of the Potter family's ancestor.
Mr. Nicolas Flamel actually wants young Master Darren to be his heir. The young master is always such a source of pride.
"Patch, my brother was just threatened by a house-elf. It won't let him go to Hogwarts and it even stole our letter."
Its name is Dobby. Can you help us find out whose house-elf it is?
"Of course, Patchouli will definitely find out for the two young masters, but Patchouli has to remind young master Darren."
That house-pom ...
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Patty was afraid that Darren might misunderstand it, so she explained earnestly.
It felt that if it caught that house-elf named Dobby, it would definitely give it a good beating.
What a disgrace! To betray one's master!
There are no such traitors in house-elves!
"Yes, Patchouli, you are like an elder to us, of course we all trust you!"
[Ding, Fatherhood Value +100]
"Oh my god, young master Darren is simply an angel."
Patty always tells others that Darren is great, but they don't believe her. But Patty knows...
Darren was forced to listen to a barrage of praise from Patsy. Harry was stunned.
He suddenly realized that Darren's description of Patsy as gentle and sentimental seemed to be true.
No, that's a bit of an understatement.
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