Harry Potter and Master of Magic

After Zhuang Mingge left, Zhang Hao also brought Zhang Qiu back to the Ministry of Magic.

They asked someone, and the house-elf resettlement office is under the management of the management and control of magical creatures, and its office is located on the fourth underground floor.

The Department of Management and Control of Magical Creatures is divided into three major divisions, which are Animal Division, Humanoid Division, and Ghost Division—that’s right! Ghosts are also classified as magical creatures!

The house-elf relocation office is located in the humanoid department. The wizard Zhang Hao here does not know a single one, and ordinary people can only ask people when they meet this kind of situation.

Zhang Hao didn't need it. He took out a golden galleon and bought a wizard working here.

The wizard diligently helped him run back and forth, and all the formalities were quickly settled.

"Dear sir, you can choose the elf next! Oh! There are many unowned elf in the Ministry of Magic, you can choose the most satisfactory one."

"Can I only pick one elf? Mr. Bob?" Zhang Hao asked, "If I want to raise a few more elf, what do I need to do?"

House-elves also have powerful magical powers, and they can be very useful in critical moments.

Zhang Hao remembered that in the original book, the house-elves of Hogwarts also participated in the decisive battle. They contributed a lot in that battle, otherwise the teachers and students of Hogwarts might not be able to resist the Dark Army.

Bob is the wizard who was bought by Zhang Hao. He arranged some necessary formalities for Zhang Hao.

When he heard that Zhang Hao wanted to have more than one elves, he had a troubled look on his face.

"What?" Zhang Hao asked again: "Is there a problem?"

"Oh! Yes, sir." Bob said helplessly. "Actually, it doesn't matter how many house-elves you want. But they can't be idle for a moment, and if you can't find them enough to do, they will He will punish himself like crazy."

Zhang Hao and Zhang Qiu were a little surprised. They didn't expect to encounter this kind of problem when adopting a elf.

"Cousin, can you find enough work for the elf?" Zhang Qiu said, "If not, it's better to raise less."

Zhang Hao thought about it for a while, and felt that he had no problem taking care of ten or eight house-elves. He smiled and said, "Let's go! Let's go and have a look first. If we find something that is pleasing to the eye, just accept it! It's not difficult to find work for them, I believe it's not a problem."

"Oh! Sir, you are so kind!" Bob said happily: "House-elves live a long life and reproduce quickly, and now wizards like to do everything by themselves. There are too many idle house-elves in the Ministry of Magic."

While leading the way, he happily introduced the benefits and sources of house elves.

"Since the wizards conquered the elves in ancient times, this race has been the best servant. Every house-elves are trained in slavery from birth, and they must serve their masters from generation to generation. They can do all the housework, Not to disobey any order of the master. For them, their highest right is to obey the master's orders."

"In the beginning, only the old pure-blood families were qualified to keep elves in captivity. But over time, many pure-blood families declined or even died, so many house-elves lost their owners. The Ministry of Magic accepted these house-children Elves, wait for those who need them to show up. If you want to keep elves in captivity, you must have a big enough house."

"If your house is too small, the house-elves will feel industrious. Many wizards would like to have a house-elf to do household chores, but their house is too small for no elf to be willing to serve them." Bo suddenly stopped and asked, "Oh! By the way, do you have a big enough house? Sir?"

Zhang Hao chuckled and said, "Of course, I have a castle to be taken care of by them."

"Yeah! Cousin? You still have a castle?" Zhang Qiu said in shock: "Why didn't I know?"

"Not before,

But there will be soon. Zhang Hao said indifferently: "I just planned to buy a castle. It seems that there are quite a few castles for sale in the UK, right?" "

"God! Cousin, you are crazy!" Zhang Qiu looked at Zhang Hao like a fool, and she said with difficulty: "For a few house elves, what?"

"You don't understand! It's called style!" Zhang Hao rolled his eyes at Zhang Qiu and said angrily, "I'm a god! I want to be different from the nouveau riche!"

Zhang Qiu was speechless for a moment. She held onto her smooth forehead, as if she had endured a 99,999-ton crit.

The reason why it wasn't 100,000 tons was because she was afraid she couldn't bear it...

"Aha! This is no problem!" Bob said happily: "If you have a castle, it may not be a problem to keep more than ten house-elves."

Zhang Hao nodded, expressing his satisfaction.

Then, Bob began to introduce the dos and don'ts of keeping elf in captivity.

"If you don't want to lose your minions, it's best not to give them access to clothing. Because once you give them clothing, they'll be free. Of course, few house-elves want to do that -- after a long training session , they already hate freedom. But to be on the safe side, it's better to be careful."

They came to a dining room like the Hogwarts Great Hall, and there were many house-elves busy in the dining room, and a few wizards were instructing the elves to work.

A little further in, is the place where the house-elves live. Bob took Zhang Hao to visit there for a while.

As long as there are elves, everything is clean and tidy, with almost no dust.

Obviously, this is the handwriting of the elves.

Bob communicated with a staff member for a while, and then Zhang Hao saw the staff member take out his whistle and blow it.

"Beep! Beep!"

As the whistle sounded, there was a series of crackling sounds unique to Apparition in front of everyone.

A short figure appeared in front of him, and the house-elves stood in a row, and they were very well behaved.

Some pixies may be skinny, and they can't help but whisper.

"Hey! What's the matter? Is there work for us?"

"That's great! I've just finished my work, and I'm punishing myself at my leisure!"

"Sir, if you have any work, please hurry up and assign it!"

These house-elves are really hardworking, and what they get is not proportional to what they give.

"Quiet!" Bob scolded, and then said respectfully to Zhang Hao: "Sir, you can choose as you like."

Zhang Hao was not pretentious, and directly began to choose among the many elves.

There are hundreds of elves here. They are skinny and small.

Ears as big as a bat, big bulging eyes, a long, flat nose...and a dirty fig leaf...

From the outside, they really aren't that different.

Some elves, guessing that they might regain their masters, start selling themselves impatiently.