HARRY POTTER EXTRACT
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Young Adult (18-35)Accents
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Harry told his eyes away from the sign and looked over his shoulder to see who else was sharing the box with them. So far, it was empty, except for a tiny creature sitting in the second from last seat on the end of the road behind them, the creature whose legs were so short they stuck out in front of it on the chair, was wearing a tea towel draped like a toga, and it had its face hidden in its hands. Yet those long bat like ears were oddly familiar, Dobby said Harry incredulously. The tiny creature looked up and stretched its fingers, revealing enormous brown eyes and a nose, the exact size and shape of a large tomato. It wasn't Dobby it wass, however unmistakably a house elf, as Harry's friend Dobby had been. Harry had said, Don't be free from his old owners. The Malfoy family did so Just call me Dummy, squeaked the elf. Curiously, from between its fingers, its voice was higher even than Dhabi's had been a teeny quivering squeak of a voice. And how respected third was very hard to tell with house elf that this one might just be female run and her mind. He spun around in their seats to look there. They had heard a lot about Dobby from Harry. They had never actually met him. Even Mr Weasley looked around in interest. Sorry. Harry told the elf. I just thought you were someone I knew, but I know who's. Don't be too, sir. Squeak to the elf. She was shielding her face as though blinded by the light that the top box was not brightly lit. My name is Winkie, sir. And you, sir? Her dark brown eyes widened to the side of side plates as they rested upon Harry Scar. You is. Surely we gotta Yeah. Said hurry. But don't be talks of you all the time, sir. She said lowering her hands very slightly and looking all struck. How is he said, Harry. How's freedom suiting him? Ah, sir. Said Winky shaking her head. Uh, some meaning. No disrespect, sir, but I was not sure you did. Dobby a favour, sir. When you were sitting him free. Why? Said Harry taken aback. What's wrong with him? Freedom is going to Darby's hand, sir. Said Winky sadly, ideas above his station, sir. Can't get another position, sir. Why not? Said Harry, when he lowered her voice by half active and whispered, He's wanting paying for his work. Sir. Paying, said Harry blankly. Well, why shouldn't he be paid? When he looked quite horrified at the idea and closed her fingers slightly so that her face was half hidden again? House elves is not paid, sir, she said in a muffled squeak. No, no, no, I says to Dobby, Isis, go find yourself a nice family and settled down. Dubbie. He is getting up to all sorts of Bajic, Sir, what is unbecoming to a house elf? You goes rocketing around like this. Dobby, I says. The next I year uses up in the department for regulation and control of magical creatures like some common goblin. Well, it's about time. He had a bit of fun, said Harry. House elves is not supposed to have fun. Harry Potter said Winky firmly from behind her hands. House elves does what they is told. Eyes not liking ight, said all Harry Potter. She glanced toward the edge of the box and helped. But my master sends me to the top box, and I comes