When Lynn rushed to Ian's side, he had just been hit by a coma spell and fell to the ground.
The "person" who shot him is a short, ugly, humanoid with pointed ears, big eyes, and loose skin, wrapped in a rag sheet!
This creature looks a lot like a fairy, but there are many differences in subtleties.
Lynn knows more about the magical world than Ian, and he can tell at a glance that this is an old and ugly house elf.
And now this house elf is facing Lynn with his back, grabbing Ian's arm, as if to use Apparition to take him away.
"Stop it!"
Lynn drew out his wand.
The old house elf shuddered violently when he heard Lynn's voice, as if he had been frightened.
He turned around slowly, his expression looked very sad, two eyes the size of a ping-pong ball were filled with tears.
"Little...the little master said to ask Kira to stop, and Kira will stop."
Lynn was shocked when he heard what it called him.
He was still holding his wand, slowly approaching the house elf named Kira.
"Who is your little master?" he asked in a deep voice.
Kira knelt on the ground, holding her big head in both hands, crying in tears.
"It's Lynn Belloc, Lynn Belloc is Kira's little master!"
Kira's name has basically settled one thing, at least one of his parents is from a pure-blooded family, and it is still an extremely old kind.
This kind of family will breed creatures like house elves.
After Lynn appeared, Kira seemed to completely abandon the idea of continuing to attack Ian or flee. It knelt on the ground and kept crying.
"You are the one who attacked Hubert and Raphael?" Lynn had come to Weird's side, he still did not relax his vigilance, and condescendingly pointed his wand at its head.
"They are insulting your blood!" Kira suddenly screamed, "They dare to use that disgusting! Humble! Humble words to call you! And this person! They are all damned!"
Its voice suddenly dropped again, and it whispered softly: "But Kira didn't dare to kill them. Kill them, Dumbledore would find Kira was doing bad things, and he would embarrass the little master..."
Lynn's heart sank, he asked.
"Professor Dumbledore knows your relationship with me?"
"Kira doesn't know if Dumbledore knows or not, but Kira guesses he knows!" Kira obviously has an inexplicable hatred for Dumbledore, and has been gnashing his teeth when it comes to his name.
Lynn stared at him tightly and said.
"You call my little master, who is your old master? Or are you working for that family?"
Kira was trembling all over her body, she suddenly went crazy and kept hitting the ground with her head!
"Kira can't say! The old master has ordered Kira, and can't tell the little master! Kira violated the little master's order! Kira is guilty! Kira is a bad elf!"
It was not playing a show for Lynn, but very hard, and its forehead was smashed without a few strokes, and crimson blood was left along his big head.
Lynn's face became ugly. Just when he wanted to stop Kira's self-harm, the old house elf suddenly stopped by itself, and then it disappeared in front of Lynn with a "pop".
Behind Lynn, a rush of footsteps sounded, and Cedric ran over, panting.
He has been following Lynn. This was discussed by the three before. Ian is in the light, and Lynn is hiding in the dark. If there is any accident, Lynn will show up to help quickly. He is confident even if he encounters it. Adult wizards can also deal with him for a while. At this time, Cedric, who also hides behind Lynn, will immediately find a professor when he hears the movement.
But Lynn didn't fight with Kyla just now, Cedric didn't hear any movement behind, and Ian and Lynn didn't continue walking back along the original route, so he ran over to see the situation.
Looking at Ian who fell unconscious on the ground and the remaining blood on the ground, Cedric stared and asked.
"What happened?"
Lynn's mood is a bit complicated now, he shook his head and said.
"Let's wake up Ian with the curse solution first."
Cedric awakened Ian from his coma with a curse solution. As soon as he woke up, he rubbed his still dizzy head and asked.
"What kind of creature is that? It feels a bit like a fairy from Gringotts."
"It's a house-elf, a vassal of a wizard." Lynn replied.
"House elf?" Cedric looked incredulous, "You mean these attacks were all done by house elf?"
Lynn nodded.
"This is too ridiculous. Compared with this, I would rather believe that Professor Fox is the real murderer!"
Lynn felt that this was nothing outrageous. It was because the house elves were loyal to the wizards that they could do anything.
Now he thinks of a lot of things, no wonder since the beginning of school ~ www.novel35.com~ every meal that appears in front of him is more in line with his appetite.
It turns out that someone has been taking care of him in Hogwarts' kitchen.
But there are still some problems.
His conflicts with Raphael and Ian all happened in the castle, but the conflict with Hubert at first happened in the boys' bedroom in Slytherin.
Kira how does it know? Do you have its eyeliner by your side?
"What should I do now? Do you want to report this to the professor?" Ian asked.
They all turned to look at Lynn, who pondered for a moment, and finally shook his head.
"Wait a minute, there are some things I need to ask."
Ian and Cedric glanced at each other. They both saw that Lynn didn't seem to be in a good mood, so they didn't say much, said goodbye here, and went back to their respective lounges.
Lynn kept thinking about what Kira said on the way back.
It is now certain that Lynn’s predecessor was not a Muggle orphan at all, but from a long-established pure-blood family. It is not difficult to find from Kira’s tone that this family still has enemies with Dumbledore.
Kira guessed that Dumbledore already knew the relationship between it and Lynn, and Lynn also thought it was impossible for the old bee to not know.
Then, Lynn was a little confused about Dumbledore's attitude towards him before the union.
He even suspected, no, not a suspicion, Dumbledore must have known about his meeting with Kira.
So what should he do next?
Lynn thought hesitantly.
Would you like to...take the initiative to confess to the old bee and strive for leniency?
At this moment, the system prompt for the completion of the task suddenly sounded in his mind.