Chapter 305: Grand Fair and the Chess Tournament! (II)
"Is that a House-elf?" a high-pitched voice squeaked in front of them.
Darcie looked at her. The voice belonged to a girl of their age. She had flaming red hair and a freckled face.
Not to be impolite, Darcie nodded at her.
"Are you guys rich?" the girl asked again. "Does he like to be with you? Father says rich people treat house-elves like slaves. Are you a slave, house-elf?"
Color rose to Dobby's face, his large ears and nose becoming red.
Daphne's face became as cold as ice, and even Darcie frowned.
Then the shout came screeching through the air. "Ginny! What nonsense are you spouting now?"
A short, slightly plump witch came running towards the children with large strides.
"Dobby is not a slave, miss," the house-elf squeaked, looking very indignant. "Dobby is Miss Darcie's knight."
The older witch looked horrified.
She looked around and found the florist shooting daggers at the little girl with red hair and herself.