Chapter 532 Push Her Back

Now, only Evan and Hermione were in the Common Room.

Hermione still looked angry, and her eyes were slightly red. Ron's reaction was obviously irritating to her. Despite her usual strong character, she was sometimes particularly vulnerable.

"Don't take it to heart, Hermione. Harry is right. Ron is just stressed. He doesn't mean it," Evan said, gently patting Hermione's shoulder. "You know, Malfoy's insult to his parents the other day made Ron feel bad."

"I'm not angry, but I'm surprised. Does he really believe house-elves enjoy being slaves to others!" Hermione said, taking a deep breath. "Precisely because everyone has this misconception, the interests of house-elves cannot be protected."

"Ron's thoughts represent the conviction of most pure-blood wizards. It has been so for many years in the magical world. The relationship between wizards and house-elves has been like this for a long time. Everyone accepts it. They don't see anything wrong with it, and no one will try to change anything."

"So, this is our responsibility, and it is also the purpose of the Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare," Hermione turned and looked at Evan, her beautiful brown eyes shining again. "House-elves have been enslaved for too long. They have forgotten to fight for their rights. Under the control of the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, they also dare not do so; I have studied the existing laws. The context of the enactment of these laws was completely different from today's, and it is worthless to continue implementing them."

Hermione evidently conducted thorough research and found a lot of information. It was impossible to persuade her otherwise.

Apart from all the emotional factors and the inherent concept, Evan thought Hermione's thoughts were reasonable. It was truly unfair to exploit and enslave house-elves by wizards and bind them with magic.

Regarding Ron's comment that house-elves enjoyed being slaves to wizards, it made no sense at all.

Ron's idea was purely a pure-blood theory and was similar to what Voldemort and the Death Eaters had always preached.

They believed that pure-blood wizards were born noble and vehemently rejected Muggles, Muggle-born wizards, and other non-human intelligent creatures. They considered them inferior races that should be enslaved by pure-blood wizards. They did not hesitate to wage wars for this.

Although most wizards were mostly opposed to Voldemort and did not agree with his pure-blood concept, no one could have thought how similar they were to Voldemort and the Death Eaters in their treatment of house-elves.

Frankly, it was terrible.

Based on previous magical historical data, one could observe that the relationship between house-elves and wizards had not been as abnormal as it was now.

For centuries, wizards had waged wars against house-elves, conquering and enslaving them.

In the end, they completely destroyed the living environment of house-elves and turned them into servile races of wizards and slaves of pure-blood wizards.

From that moment on, every house-elf was trained in servility from birth. Slaves had to serve their masters for generations; they must not casually disobey their masters' orders. If they disobeyed, they had to punish themselves.

For house-elves, their supreme right was to obey their masters' orders. They considered serving their master for life as their greatest glory. Looking at Kreacher, one could see that his greatest desire was for his master to cut off his head and hang it sideways on the wall of the Black house as a decoration, just like what happened to his ancestors when they aged too old to serve.

This was absolutely wrong and a distorted concept.

When Evan returned to Hogwarts a thousand years ago, the relationship between Helga Hufflepuff and her great family of elves was not remotely the same.

Their relationship was not that of master and slaves; they were mostly assistants and friends of Hufflepuff.

They were also the first house-elves to be at Hogwarts, the ancestors of all house-elves.

It was not a Hogwarts tradition to enslave house-elves.

Hermione's notion was not misguided, and truly, someone had to rise up and advocate for the house-elves.

Especially wizards born to Muggles like Evan could comprehend this subtle discrimination existing in the magical world. He believed Hermione's approach was valid, albeit undeniably challenging.

Relying on the power of a few young wizards was akin to attempting to undo the entrenched deformities prevalent in wizarding communities throughout the centuries.

This task was particularly formidable when both wizards and house-elves regarded it as natural.

Not all wizards were as conscientious as Hermione, and not all house-elves desired freedom like Dobby.

"We can't shy away because it's daunting," Hermione said, gazing at Evan as if she knew his thoughts. "We must take a stand. Evan, consider the current plight of the house-elves. Someone has to champion their cause!"

"But you must realize it's mostly self-inflicted," expressed Evan. "Observing Ron's reaction, I know it's nearly impossible to sway those pure-blood wizards to change their views. The house-elves may not necessarily embrace it; they are accustomed, and you may face opposition from all sides..."

"Someone has to do it, don't they?!" Hermione whispered, fixing her intense gaze on Evan.

She possessed an unparalleled persistence and gravity on her countenance; she had resolved to see this through to the end.

She wouldn't hesitate even if the whole magical world turned against her and all pure-blood wizards opposed her. Because Hermione firmly believed she was right, and everyone else was wrong, she had to stop this unjust enslavement.

Evan felt it was foolish to inexplicably help house-elves do what they didn't want to do and go against the prevailing concept of the magical world.

But Hermione didn't see it that way. If she didn't, she wouldn't be Hermione!

This was not a matter of success or madness but of following one's own beliefs and ideals.

Evan knew she had invested a lot of effort and time in establishing the Society for the Promotion of Elvish Welfare. It wasn't just about house-elves; appreciating that effort and bringing happiness to her heart was worth it.

Hermione, as she was now, was undoubtedly very captivating. It wasn't just her appearance; it was her pure heart. This was the most precious treasure in the world.

In the candlelight, Evan looked at Hermione sitting beside him, her lovely face filled with determination.

A strange feeling arose deep in his heart, and a mischievous thought came to Evan: he wanted to nudge Hermione again!

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