Hogwarts Outsider Chapter 165: Oppression and slavery

At Hogwarts, Mr. Pringle, the keeper of the castle, has never been very nice.

Even in the castle, there are many terrible rumors related to him.

But I have to say for him that Mr. Pringle has never really physically punished students, especially in such a cruel way.

Even a student like Neville who had seriously violated school rules and was sentenced to confinement; he was just doing some chores with chains on.

But now, Neville and Hermione were almost taken aback by Mr. Pringle's hideous method.

"Crack!" Another slap of the whip.

The house elf who was drawn let out a howl.

House elves are very strange creatures. They look skinny and small, with ears as big as bats, bulging eyes the size of tennis balls, and a long, flat nose. ...At the same time, they can speak human words, and they look like short human beings...

"Ah... ah... ah..." With whip after whip, the house-elf screamed and screamed.

"Quickly tell... who ordered you to strike!" Mr. Pringle roared.

There was no answer, and all the house-elves looked at their battered companion sympathetically, but no one spoke.

"Damn it!" Mr. Pringle seemed to be in a panic, and he tried his best to whip the whip in his hand.

……

"No..." Hermione's eyes filled with tears.

But fortunately, Matthew stopped her in time, otherwise she might be agitated and rushed in to try to stop Mr. Pringle.

Even Neville Longbottom, who came from a pure-blood family, was very surprised by the scene before him.

Mr. Pringle gasped heavily at first, and after a short rest, he continued to start his interrogation, which was still so hideous.

Neither Neville nor Hermione could bear to look directly at them.

Matthew tugged at them, signaling them not to look any further.

"Matthew, this is too cruel..." Hermione held back her tears and said softly, "They are slaves... those house elves..."

Matthew didn't speak, but pointed to a small iron door on the other side.

Then he took two friends and quietly left the door of the room where Mr. Pringle was; because Matthew was worried that it would be too bad if they lost control of their emotions and were discovered by Mr. Pringle!

Then, he walked to the other small iron gate. The small iron gate was very short, and could barely accommodate an adult house elf to pass through; for a twelve or thirteen-year-old wizard like Matthew, he had to bend down to barely pass through.

Just after breaking into the room, a pungent stench came immediately.

All three of them quickly covered their noses.

Then, they were extremely shocked by the scene in front of them.

If you guessed correctly, this small room should be the "lounge" of the more than one hundred house elves.

Densely packed small beds appeared in front of them...a room about the size of their common room actually had nearly a hundred beds; So the size...

Not only these, but the sheets and quilts are extremely tattered and look like they have been used for decades. The cotton in many quilts has all fallen off... It's hard to imagine that these thin things will accompany those little guys through the whole winter.

It was very cold in the room, with no fireplace or anything else for warmth...it was only November. It was hard to imagine what they would do if it was really cold winter.

And beside one of the beds, they found a small iron basin.

There is something similar to swill in the iron basin... In a sense, it can be called "food"...

Hermione bent down and approached the pot of things... Then, she seemed to spit it out...

For any wizard, these things are too much to swallow.

"Slave labor..." Hermione's breathing became very heavy, and it was difficult for her to say these words.

"The house elves are cooking for Hogwarts after all, they can at least steal something to eat while cooking..." Neville said a little self-deceiving.

But he must also know that this is impossible. For house elves, stealing is completely impossible.

Matthew patted Hermione on the shoulder lightly: "Let's go!"

They have been in this kitchen for too long...

It was obviously not safe, especially since Mr. Pringle was next door to them, whipping the poor house-elves down hard.

……

The three of them tiptoed out of the kitchen again.

Fortunately, they were not discovered by Mr. Pringle... Although they don't know it, entering the kitchen is not a violation of school rules!

However, compared to their very excited expressions when they first entered the kitchen, the three of them now all looked extremely heavy.

Including Matthew Wakefield...Although he had already expected that the house elves in this world lived a life of inhumanity...But when he witnessed their living environment and living conditions with his own eyes... After that, he couldn't help but be shocked by it.

The three of them walked through the bright and wide stone corridor silently~IndoMTL.com~.

When they appeared next to the auditorium again——

"I can't believe it..." Hermione finally stopped her silence, and she said with a bit of tears, "They actually treat those poor little guys like that... They cook for us, carry our luggage, and clean up the house ...but still have to live such a hellish life..."

"Wake up, Hermione..." Neville said somewhat "rationally", "They're just house elves...they're not wizards..."

"I'm not a wizard, so I can do whatever I want like this?" Hermione suddenly became very angry, "Treat them like this...even if it's pets, it shouldn't be...not to mention, the house elves gave us Help is much greater than pets..."

"They may not like a comfortable life..." Neville continued to explain, "You don't know about house-elves, they actually like hard work and hard work... If they are given a comfortable environment, they actually It will be very disturbing..."

"Are you an idiot, Neville?" Hermione said suddenly annoyed, "It's obviously just a matter of raising your hands... For wizards... improve the working environment of house-elves... improve their lives... "

"Hermione..." Neville shrugged, and looked at Matthew for help, "Matthew, you can persuade her too..."

While wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, Hermione suddenly said: "So... they will treat Muggles like that in the future... right?"

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