"Dobby, you are free!" Dobby showed off the miniature wizard uniform in his hand like the Malfoy family inside the iron gate——
Before the Malfoy family could react, Dobby apparated and disappeared outside the iron gate of Malfoy Manor, leaving only the confused Malfoy trio standing inside the iron gate, staring blankly at the empty space.
An empty space with nothing.
Dobby took everything away, not just the wizard hat and wizard robe, but also the packaging box and the light black wrapping paper outside the box——
At the same time, in the banquet hall of Hogwarts, Tiera silently reached out to the glass of fruit wine that belonged to Professor McGonagall and was placed opposite him.
Tiera sensed it the moment Dobby opened the package.
In addition to putting a set of clothes made from his molted skin inside the package, Tiera also put a letter:
"Dear Mr. Dobby, I wish you a Merry Christmas and congratulations on your freedom. I think we had a little misunderstanding before. I hope to have a peaceful communication with you. If it is convenient, I will be in Huozhou at midnight tonight.
How about meeting next to the largest weeping willow on the east bank of Gvoz Black Lake?
Respect you, Tiera."
Tiera stained the letter with her clothes made of human skin, so he was sure Dobby could see it.
Tiera picked up Professor McGonagall's wine glass and took a sip of fruit wine——
"It's not good to drink secretly at such a young age." Dumbledore said with a smile.
"Oh...yes, the school principal, Mr. Principal." Tiera's face turned red and she stammered, "I, I already, already regret it a little bit. I, I want to go back early and go back to the dormitory to sleep.
Yes...I'm so sleepy now."
Tiera stood up and prepared to leave the table——
"Oh, don't go to such trouble. Since you have learned your lesson, it's not impossible for me to help you -"
As he spoke, Dumbledore took out his wand and waved it at Tiera.
Tiera only felt a spiritual light pouring out from the Tianling Cap——
Tiera suddenly sobered up a lot.
"Okay, sit down and continue to enjoy the banquet." Dumbledore patted Tiera's butt and said.
Tiera had no choice but to sit back angrily.
The banquet continued, but Dumbledore did not test it again.
The banquet was held until half past nine in the evening.
Tiera and Harry returned to Gryffindor's dormitory together.
"What, what is this?" Harry asked inarticulately after seeing Tiera bring a bowl of soup and returning to the dormitory.
"Sobering potion." Tiera said, then brought the soup to Harry's mouth, "Harry, take the potion-"
Harry drank it honestly, and within a few seconds, snoring came from Harry's mouth.
Tiera put Harry on the bed, covered him with a quilt, then turned into a thin piece of clothing and flew out of the dormitory window.
During the dinner just now, Tiera persuaded Harry to drink a little wine, and the so-called "hangover potion" Tiera fed Harry was a can of ordinary hot soup with a sleeping potion added to it.
Since he gave Gilderoy Lockhart the "Inheritance", he could not let the "Inheritance" pretend that he was sleeping in bed during his absence. In order to prevent Harry, who was very curious and likes to inquire about the details, from discovering his disappearance,
Tiera rarely goes out in the middle of the night. If she must go out——
Tiera would feed Harry some sleeping potion just like tonight so that the restless little wizard could sleep until morning.
When Tiera followed the connection between herself and her human skin and flew to the east bank of the Black Lake, she saw a thin figure in the distance, wearing a wizard's robe that was a little too big for it.
One foot after another stepped on the snow on the ground.
Such simple and ordinary things seemed to bring endless happiness to this thin figure.
Dobby appeared next to the Black Lake in Hogwarts two hours ago, at around eight o'clock.
But at that time Tiera was still caught up in "Hogwarts Social Events", so Dobby played in the snow next to the Black Lake——
After being freed, Dobby felt that everything was so novel.
This is not the first time he has seen snow. Dobby used to hate snow because snow means winter, and winter means cold, which will make his work much more difficult.
Dobby also used to hate Christmas because it meant more work.
But this is the first time that he, as a free being, can step on the snow as he wishes.
He can pick up the snow, throw it down, pick it up again, and throw it down again.
Or roll the snow into a ball and throw it into the black lake.
When Dobby threw the third snowball into the black lake, his big pointed ears seemed to hear something——
Dobby looked in the direction of Hogwarts Castle, and there seemed to be something approaching him in the vast snowy sky.
Dobby nervously threw away the snowball in his hand, and then stood there politely, with his hands behind his back——
That thing is getting closer——
It was a flame that glowed brightly.
The flame stopped in front of Dobby.
The flame turned into a ball composed of countless worms, and a hand stretched out from the pile of countless worms.
Then came the arms, face, and other parts of the body.
The worms on the sphere gathered and collapsed inward, turning into a gorgeous robe outside Tiera's body——
Dobby was stunned.
"Hello, Dobby." Tiera slowly floated down from the air, leaned down, and sat cross-legged on the snow opposite Dobby, keeping her head perpendicular to Dobby's head, neither happy nor sad.
Staring directly into Dobby's big Kazilan eyes without any emotion.
"Ti, Mr. Tiela Lord?" The habit he had developed over the years still made Dobby bend down involuntarily.
"Raise your head, Dobby, raise your head, straighten your back!" Tiera said with a slightly serious tone, "You are a free elf now. No one, no one can make you bend down again.
No one can make you lower your head again!"
"Yes! Mr. Tiera." Dobby was like a child being scolded, standing straight and holding his head up.
"Why did you save me, sir?" Dobby's big eyes were full of confusion.
"I'm not saving you, Dobby, I'm saving every oppressed life." Tiera said earnestly.
"What do you mean, sir?"
"Dobby, tell me, do you like freedom?" Tiera asked.
"I like it! Dobby likes freedom the most!" Dobby said excitedly.
"What about your companions? Do other house elves also like freedom?" Tiera asked again.
"Dobby...Dobby doesn't know..."
"Yes, you don't know." Tiera said lightly, and then suddenly emphasized her tone: "Why? Dobby, tell me, why can't other house elves be as free as you? Why are house elves not even free?
Do you even dare to have such an idea? Why can house elves be slaves to wizards even though they have as much magic as wizards? Why should house elves be enslaved and exploited, after all they have done with their poor lives?
, but also to be made into specimens and hung on the wall by their wizard master? Tell me, Dobby, why?"
Tiera also silently used the "Emotional Whisper", quietly stimulating the dark emotions in Dobby's heart.
"Dobby...Dobby doesn't know either." Dobby covered his head in pain——
Those unbearable memories suddenly broke into Dobby's mind——
Due to the abuse he had suffered, under the order of his master, he personally tore off his old mother’s head and made it into a specimen——
These cruel memories turned into raging rage.
"Are you willing? Dobby? Are you willing? Are you willing to let those wizards exploit and oppress you, your descendants, and your endless descendants from generation to generation?" Tiera's voice sounded at the right time.