Chapter 352: Selling Badges, Inexplicably Falling Into the Trap

"No." Aaron shook his head as a matter of course.

"What?" Hermione widened her eyes and looked very surprised, "Slave labor exists in your family."

"Don't dare to say that." Aaron lowered his voice, "Many wizard families have house elves. If the word slave labor gets out..."

"Will I offend many people?" Hermione said indifferently.

"Think too much, you will just be treated as an idiot.

Although I don't want to hit you, no one cares about this kind of thing, not even the house elves.

You want to fight for their rights, but what if they don't want these rights themselves?"

"Isn't it possible? No one doesn't want to live a good life."

"But house elves are like this." Aaron said speechlessly, "Unconditionally providing better services to wizards is their greatest pursuit, and what you want to fight for them is an absolute insult to them.

Of course, I don't deny that there are one or two weirdos in this tribe, who may fight for their insignificant rights with the contempt and indifference of their own tribe..."

Halfway through his words, Aaron's voice stopped abruptly, because a pair of angry eyes appeared on the opposite side.

Gulu!

"That... I'm telling the truth. What you do is meaningless."

Hermione was unmoved, but pushed the box of badges forward a dozen centimeters, "Do you want to join the House-Elf Rights Promotion Association?"

"It will make me look stupid and... cruel." Aaron said with embarrassment, "I have thought about giving my house-elves some preferential treatment before, but when I proposed it, they were as sad as if their parents had died, and even thought they had done something wrong and started to punish themselves."

"Then what?" Hermione asked with interest.

"Then I gave up. I can't force them to accept welfare benefits.

In fact, my house-elves are lucky. At least I have my family who won't punish them casually. In addition to no salary, they will still be given the necessary respect." Aaron said, counting on his fingers, "Clean and decent clothes, warm rooms, and healthy meals have never been treated unfairly.

In a way, their treatment is much better than those poor people."

Hearing this, Hermione smiled happily and picked a silver badge from the box, "I hope you will join the Elves' Rights Promotion Association now."

Aaron was stunned for a moment, and said with a somewhat unnatural look: "Isn't what I said just now clear enough?"

"It's very clear, but because of this, I want to invite you to join." Hermione said straightforwardly, "I specifically checked The slavery of elves can be traced back to centuries ago.

Many wizards have been abusing house elves so far, but the way the Gaius family treats house elves can be our short-term goal.

The long-term goal is to give elves the right to use wands and make them eligible to work in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. "

"Excuse me, interrupt me." Aaron waved his hand, "Remove the word 'we', don't bring me."

Hermione stuffed the badge into Aaron's hand without saying anything, "Two Sickles, this is the money for the badge."

"Uh... If you are short of money, I can lend it to you, without interest, so there is no need to sell this thing."

"What are you thinking?" Hermione rolled her eyes, "This is the membership fee, used to print flyers."

"Sorry, I'm busy." Aaron pushed the badge back and politely refused.

Hermione hesitated, "You are just the honorary vice president, you don't have to do anything."

Aaron held his forehead in silence, "I have said so much, do you not understand or are you pretending not to understand?"

"You will not lose anything by joining." Hermione smiled.

"But there is no benefit." Aaron said very bluntly, "Past experience tells me that it is better to have less trouble than more. My intuition tells me that this House Elves Rights Promotion Association is meaningless. My twitching right eyelid tells me that this is a big trouble. I don't want to get involved in it."

"Okay!" Hermione sighed slightly, "You guessed right, I am actually here to sell badges."

Puff!

Aaron laughed dumbly and gave her a thumbs up, "You are good, you are really good."

"Do you want to buy it?" Hermione raised her eyebrows proudly.

"Give me money." Aaron said helplessly.

Abe turned his face away unhappily, rummaged in his pocket with his two paws for a while, and took out two silver Sickles.

"As the vice president..."

"Hmm?" Aaron glared at Hermione. I'll give you another chance to reorganize your words.

"Ahem! For the sake of our friendship of more than three years, shouldn't you support me a little more?"

Aaron rolled his eyes helplessly, and Abe also took out two gold Galleons and two silver Sickles from his pocket with great pain and put them together.

If it was to buy something with money, it would have accepted it, but now it felt like a waste of money.

"Thank you very much. You won't regret it in the future."

"Haha! Excuse me, how many members does this so-called Elf Rights Promotion Association have?"

"Two, but there will be four soon." Hermione said confidently, "I plan to let Ron manage the membership fees and the financial manager, and Harry will be the secretary and responsible for record keeping."

Aaron's mouth twitched, and he felt that he had jumped into a deep pit without knowing what was going on.

He was about to say something when Hermione quickly left the library with a few books, leaving only a silver badge on the table.

"It seems that it may not be so easy to climb out of this pit." Aaron sighed and put away the silver SPEW badge.

Abe squatted in front of Aaron. He could feel the helpless mood of his master. He wanted to comfort him but didn't know how to say it.

"It's okay, honorary vice president!

It's okay... I think so!"

After joining a club with no prospects for no reason, Aaron was no longer in the mood to practice magic circles. He returned to the Slytherin common room with Abe in his arms.

......

In the Shenming Temple, the thought body was testing the performance of the flintlock pistol.

As for the target, it was a huge stone made of earth elemental magic, and he also specially carved a high-level defensive magic circle on it.

As the magic power continued to be injected into the gun body, the golden patterns on both sides became more and more brilliant.

Bang!

The bullet was fired from the muzzle, and the round marble hit the boulder in an instant.

The yellow defensive magic circle suddenly appeared, resisting the strong impact of the bullet.

Click!

The gravel flew, and the explosion sounded. The magic circle collapsed at a very fast speed, and a large gap was also hit in the boulder.

After penetrating the boulder, the bullet did not stop moving forward, and hit the wall of the Shenming Temple directly.

A more complex magic circle emerged, but it was only a stalemate for a moment, and the round bullet was crushed into pieces by this magic power.

"My shooting skills are still very good." Aaron said complacently.

"This is the highest power this gun can reach at present, between high-level and ultimate elemental magic. Each shot will consume about one-tenth of my magic power, but if it is combined, the consumption will be much less.

Ancestor Alger's evaluation is very accurate. It can injure dragons, but it is difficult to kill them."

Abei turned his face away unhappily, as if he was very disgusted with the master's comparison with dragons.

"I'm not talking about you, we are just talking about ordinary dragons.

You are only a juvenile now, and this gun can still break your dragon scales, but after you grow up, this gun will not pose any threat to you."

Abei pokes his claws at each other with grievance. That's what he said, but it's still a long time before it grows up.

Its upper limit is far higher than that of ordinary dragons, but its growth rate is extremely slow. Even if the master occasionally "helps it grow", it is still only in the juvenile stage.

Aaron picked up Abei, "Don't think too much, there are many days in the future, and you will grow much faster with me."

Abei nodded hurriedly, without any doubt about it.

"You have also tried it. Do you have any suggestions for modification?"

"Well... I don't have any suggestions for modification. The craftsmanship of the ancestor Arger is impeccable." The thought body thought for a moment and said, "But there is no problem with the gun, but the bullets are different.

Ordinary bullets can be replaced by transfiguration. After all, ours is a magic gun.

But special bullets require special materials and need to be made by special methods, which consumes a lot of resources."

"I will find the materials for the bullets when I have time." Aaron said. He is not in a hurry for this matter. He doesn't need this gun at this stage.

"That's good. I will devote some of my energy to learning enchantment knowledge and gun maintenance.

But there is still a small problem." The thought body smiled hesitantly, "This gun needs a resounding name. After all, it is our first weapon. It can't be without a name!"

"That's right!" Aaron scratched his head, "The name needs to be considered carefully.

How about this, you think of some more suitable ones, and then notify me to choose."

The thought body's face immediately darkened, "Why do you think I told you this? Isn't it because the name is difficult to choose?

In addition, our sex "We have the same personality and the same thoughts. Do I need to inform you of the appropriate name?"

"Uh... don't be so polite. Maybe you will feel confused!

I will have to make the final decision at that time."

"I know myself well." The thought body said impatiently, "Just flip a coin when you are confused."

"Just notify me." Aaron smiled awkwardly and asked, "How is the homework assigned by Professor Trelawney?"

"Done." The thought body said easily and took a roll of parchment from the shelf beside him.

"How did you do it?"

The thought body did not speak, but pointed to a crystal ball on a table.

Aaron's mouth twitched slightly, "As expected of me, I use divination to predict the future movement of planets.

You didn't divine anything else, did you? For example, the Goblet of Fire."

"No, it was very successful this time, very successful.

And the divination results show that we will have a very stable month."