Chapter 328: Shirley's Human Transformation

Early in the morning,

Dover Harbor in England was shrouded in a hazy morning mist. [6][9][s][h][u][x][.][c][o][m]

The warm sea breeze from the depths of the Atlantic Ocean blew from the south like a moist kiss, rippling the sea water and hitting the moss-covered harbor foundation, splashing green waves.

As the sun rose above the sea level, the misty morning mist gradually melted away, and the originally quiet harbor suddenly became noisy:

The dock was filled with voices, the rolling of wheels, the sound of barrel makers rolling barrels, and the sound of various shrimp boats, crab boats and fishing boats setting sail...

The entire Dover Harbor was like a sleeping giant whale that woke up in an instant.

At this time, a young male and female wizard, hand in hand, strolled along the busy seaside avenue. They walked and stopped, and finally stopped in front of a statue.

It was a statue of a magical creature, completely bald, without quills or feathers, and its huge wings were membranes stretched between sharp claws.

"This is a Wye dragon, a magical creature that looks like a fire dragon." Rolf looked up at the statue and introduced it softly:

"The Strait of Dover was once its main habitat, so there are many statues of them here."

Shirley keenly noticed that the boy used the word "once", and she asked: "Is the Wye dragon no longer here now?"

"No longer." Rolf said, "In fact, more than a thousand years ago, the Wye dragon became extinct due to excessive hunting by wizards."

"..."

"Do you know Sir Cadogan?" Rolf asked.

Shirley thought for a moment, and said uncertainly:

"I seem to have heard Hermione mention it... Is it the portrait hanging on the eighth floor of the North Tower leading to the Divination Classroom?"

"Yes. Rolf smiled and said: "That guy once killed a Wye dragon. "

Although Sir Cadogan is as ridiculous as Don Quixote, he used to be a Knight of King Arthur's Round Table, a close friend of Merlin, and killed the Wye Wyvern that attacked Muggles.

It can only be said that you can't judge a person by appearance!

Of course, this also proves the horror of the Horror Ape once again. Not to mention the Wye Wyvern, even the fire dragon can be turned into an endangered species if there is no legal protection!

At this time, a crisp voice suddenly came from behind.

"Newspapers for sale, newspapers for sale - breaking news - Albus Dumbledore and Rolf Scamander claim that - The mysterious man returns——"

Hearing Rolf's name, Shirley couldn't help but look back, and the scene in front of her surprised her extremely.

She saw a house-elf, like a newspaper boy, shouting loudly, and many wizards stopped to buy newspapers.

Wizards who have house-elfs are not necessarily rich or noble, but they are definitely not from poor families. How could they let house-elfs sell newspapers?

Rolf seemed to know what the ponytail girl was thinking, and he explained in a nonchalant manner:

"Shirley, look...it's wearing clothes, which means it has been abandoned by its owner.

This kind of house-elf is managed by the House-Elf Resettlement Office of the Ministry of Magic. "

House elves may seem weak, but they are actually very powerful. Once they regain their freedom, the Ministry of Magic cannot just leave them alone.

So, the House Elf Resettlement Office came into being to collect these ownerless house elves and help them find a new home.

The idea is good, but it is difficult to implement it.

In the eyes of most wizards, abandoned house elves mean they have stains and problems.

So it is difficult for such house elves to find new owners.

House elves are stranded in the Ministry of Magic in large numbers. In addition, they have a very long lifespan. Feeding them is a huge expense in itself, and the Ministry of Magic certainly cannot fill it with money.

So, they all live a life of starvation. A miserable life of hunger.

Back then, Newt had worked in the House-Elf Resettlement Office. After seeing this, he formulated a new policy to let them go out to work and support themselves.

For example... selling newspapers.

House-elves don't want to be paid, so all the money earned will be used to improve the lives of house-elves in the name of the House-Elf Resettlement Office, forming an internal cycle.

Rolf explained it quickly. Shirley was amazed at Newt's grandfather's behavior and couldn't help but sigh:

Sure enough, I still have to travel the magic world with Rolf more to see a lot of knowledge that I can't learn in Hogwarts.

"Hermione will definitely like the work of the House-Elf Resettlement Office." The ponytail girl smiled.

Rolf also smiled, and he waved his hand and said, "I want a newspaper."

"What newspaper do you want, sir." The house-elf asked respectfully: "I have the Daily Prophet, the New York Ghost, and the Parisian Daily——"

"A copy of the Daily Prophet. "Rolf said.

"Six Knuts, thanks." said the house-elf.

Shirley took a gold Galleon from her pocket. Seeing that the house-elf wanted to give her change, she said gently, "No need to change."

The house-elf accepted it with many thanks and put the Galleon into a small leather bag.

Rolf opened the newspaper and saw his photo and a striking headline:

"Scamander: The Man Who Must Not Be Named Is Back!"

"Dumbledore Calls on the Ministry of Magic to Take Action Against You-Know-Who"

"Minister Fudge: Don't spread rumors, don't believe them, don't spread them, Hogwarts is not a lawless place!" 》

During the first week of the summer vacation, Rolf followed Dumbledore to several meetings in England, calling for Voldemort's return.

The content in the newspaper is what they said at the recent meeting.

While Rolf was reading the newspaper, the house elf suddenly asked: "Are you Mr. Rolf Scamander?"

Luofu raised his head and admitted: "It's me."

"I knew it was you." The house elf became more and more respectful. It bowed deeply and its slender nose touched the ground.

"You look exactly like the photo in the newspaper, I can recognize you at a glance."

After it finished speaking, it stared with eyes as big as car lights and asked cautiously: "Is that devil who cannot even be named...really coming back?"

"It's true." Luofu nodded and said, "I didn't lie."

The house elf trembled with fear, and then stammered in a respectful tone:

"Of course I believe you! You are the grandson of Mr. Newt Scamander, and you will definitely not lie..."

Rolf and Shirley looked at each other and couldn't help but smile knowingly. Newt's name is sometimes very useful, especially when facing these intelligent magical creatures.

"By the way, are you here to take the Mayflower to attend the United Wizards Conference in Iceland?" the house elf asked again.

"Yes." Luofu nodded and said, "How do you know?"

"It was mentioned in the newspaper a few days ago," the house elf replied.

Rove remembered that he had been interviewed by a French reporter before and was asked whether he would go to Iceland to attend the International Federation of Wizards Conference this summer.

He answered in the affirmative, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously that he would no longer take the floating dragon ship sent by the International Federation of Wizards, and would choose the safer Mayflower.

After all, he was attacked by the Saints on a floating dragon boat last year, which left a psychological shadow on him.

Rolf just said it casually and didn't think much about it, but when he heard the house elf mention it again, he secretly thought something was wrong.

Even the house elves in front of me knew about this, but what about the reporters?

"Are there many reporters at the port?" Rove asked.

"Yes." The house elf nodded: "They don't know the specific time of your flight, so they will guard it at the port every day."

"..."

Shirley asked, "Are we going to take another boat?"

"It's too troublesome." Luo Fu said helplessly: "We can only use other methods to sneak into the Mayflower."

"any solution?"

"You use human body transformation." Luof smiled at the ponytail girl:

"Help me change my appearance."

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