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Time passed quickly, and a few weeks after school started, Dobby had been wandering in Hogwarts for this period of time, looking for the right time to build Harry.

He found it today.

Harry's owl needs to be sent back. The elf volunteered to take the task. In the common room at night, he took the owl to see Harry Potter.

"Who?"

Harry sat upright, the candles in the common room had gone out, the room was dark, but there was something moving beside him.

"Dobby brought your owl, sir!"

The elf said in its shrill voice.

"More than?"

Harry answered numbly and looked in the direction of the sound in the dark.

Dobby, the house elf, was standing by the table where Hermione had left a crochet hat. His big pointed ears seemed to be wearing all the hats Hermione had knitted. The head seemed to grow two or three feet long.

Hedwig was squatting on top, and the owl was crying quietly, apparently healed.

"Dobby volunteered to return Harry Potter's owl!"

The elf screamed, his face full of enthusiasm, "Professor Grapland said it is ready, sir!"

He bowed deeply, rubbed his pencil-pointed nose against the shabby carpet, and Hedwig gave a cry of dissatisfaction and flew to Harry's chair arm.

"Thank you, Dobby!"

Harry stroked Hedwig's head and blinked vigorously, trying to remove the image of the door he had seen in his dream... But it was so vivid... He took a closer look at Dobby and found that the elf was still around. A few scarves and an unknown number of socks made his feet look disproportionately large.

"Uh...Did you take all the clothes Hermione put here?"

"Oh, no, sir," Dobby said happily, "Dobby also brought some to Wink, sir."

"Oh, how about Shining?"

Dobby's ears drooped slightly.

"Shiny is still drinking, sir."

He said sadly, with green eyes as big as a tennis ball drooping, “She still doesn’t pack her clothes, and other house elves don’t care. They won’t clean the Gryffindor tower anymore. Hats and socks are hidden everywhere. They thought it was an insult.

Dobby did it alone, sir, but Dobby doesn’t mind, sir, because he always wanted to meet Harry Potter, and he got his wish tonight, sir! "

Dobby bowed deeply.

"But Harry Potter doesn't seem to be happy,"

Dobby straightened up and looked at Harry timidly. "Dobby heard him talking in sleep. Did Harry Potter have a nightmare?"

"Fortunately," Harry yawned and rubbed his eyes. "I've done more terrible things."

The elf looked at Harry with his big, round eyes.

Then it drooped its ears and said very seriously: "Dobby wants to help Harry Potter, because Harry Potter liberated Dobby, Dobby is much happier now than before."

Harry smiled.

"You can't help me, Dobby, but thank you."

He leaned over and picked up the potions textbook, only to rush it tomorrow. When he closed the book, the fire lit up the white scar on the back of his hand, which was the result of being confined by Umbridge.

"Wait a minute-there is one thing you can help me, Dobby."

Harry said slowly.

This made the elf smile, because he was worried that he couldn't find a suitable opportunity, so he could tell Harry what he needed to do.

"Go ahead, Mr. Harry Potter!"

"I need a place where 28 people can practice Defense Against the Dark Arts without being noticed by the teachers, especially," Harry clenched the textbook, his scar glowing white, "Professor Umbridge."

He thought that the elf's smile would disappear and his ears would droop. He thought it would say that it was impossible, or that it would work hard, but there was little hope.

But he didn't expect that Dobby made a light jump, his ears happily swayed, and his hands patted.

"Dobby knows a wonderful place, sir!" the elf said happily. "When Dobby came to Hogwarts, he heard other elf mention that we call it'come and go house' or'house wherever you need it'! "

"Why?" Harry asked curiously.

"Because this room can only be entered when a person really needs it." Dobby said solemnly, "It is sometimes absent, but when it appears, it is always arranged to meet the needs of the seeker. Dobby has used it. ,Mr."

The elf's voice lowered, looking ashamed, "When Shining was so drunk, Dobby hid her in the responsive room. He found there was a sober potion for butter beer and a bed that was the size of an elf. You can put her to sleep... Dobby also knew that Mr. Filch had found spare cleaning tools there when he didn't have enough tools, sir, and—"

These words are half true. For example, he never hid Shining in the responsive room, but just changed the place where it was hidden to Shining. At this moment, he just attributed the things it did to that room, but much Bi thinks this is not a bad thing.

He was helping Harry Potter, and these words were not entirely false, because under Jon's guidance, he had already been there once, and these things would indeed appear.

"Also, if you need a hygiene question," Harry asked, suddenly remembering what Dumbledore said at the Christmas ball last year, "Does it have a lot of potties?"

"Dobby thinks it will, sir," Dobby nodded earnestly, "that's a very wonderful room~lightnovelpub.net~sir."

"How many people know it?" Harry sat up straight. "Very rarely, sir. People usually find it when they need it, but they will never find it again because they don't know it's always there waiting for the need, sir."

"Sounds great," Harry's heartbeat quickened. "Sounds great, Dobby. When can you take me to see?"

"Anytime, Mr. Harry Potter," Dobby seemed pleased to see Harry's eagerness. "If you want, you can go now."

Harry wanted to go right away. He was about to stand up and plan to run upstairs to get the invisibility cloak, but a voice that looked like Hermione said in his ear: Reckless.

Indeed, it was too late after all, he was exhausted, and there was still Snape's paper to write.

"Forget it tonight, Dobby," Harry said reluctantly, but there was no alternative, he sat back in his chair, "This matter is very important... I don't want to do it, I need to plan carefully... Can you tell me where this responsive house is and how to get in?"

"Of course."

In the light of the fire, the face of the elf was very happy.

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