"You shouldn't enter the Forbidden Forest. If it weren't for the centaur escort you, you would probably die in it." Dumbledore listened to Zhao Mai's "processed and interpreted and weakened" adventure story, with a worried look on his face and shook his head gently: "It's too dangerous there. Even if you have experience and specially trained wizards cannot go deep alone."

Of course, my ally Zhao Mai wanted to say that. But he didn't need to defend himself in front of Dumbledore like a child, but instead took out the petrified elf: "Professor, do you know whose elf this is?"

Dumbledore held his glasses, looked carefully, and said, "It's strange, why are there elfs in Hogwarts? What did he do to petrify him?"

"I found and caught him. He admitted to attacking Ms. Elbera and then petrified himself. I can't petrify such a profound spell." Zhao Mai poked the elf's stone statue: "He is unwilling to say who ordered it. This is indeed very loyal. But every house elves has a fixed master, and this can always be found."

"Yes, you're right, you'll always find it out." Dumbledore nodded: "Thank you very much for all this, but I still want to say that it's too dangerous. We will block the hidden passages on the stairs immediately, and we will check the backs of all murals as soon as possible to eliminate these hidden dangers."

"What about his master?"

"Ms. Ellebera just woke up and used the last bottle of petrochemical ointment in the hospital." Dumbledore pointed to the petrochemical elf and said, "If the school wants to remove his petrochemical, it will have to wait for a while. But we will definitely investigate who his master is. As for you, I suggest you don't say that you have been to the Forbidden Forest. If you are punished for this, it will affect your subsequent study and exams. It is very wise for you to come and find me directly. Now, go back to the dormitory."

Zhao Mai nodded and turned around and left.

The office door closed, Dumbledore looked at the petrified elf and frowned deeply: "Bigby, why are you here? What kind of instructions did Grindelwald give you?" He stood up, pushed away the astrology that blocked his footsteps, and came to the cabinet where the potion was stored. "De-petrochemical, remove petrified... Well, there is indeed a bottle here."

Dumbledore dipped his wand in ointment and applied it to the stone statue: "The stone turns into flesh and blood, and quickly restore it!" A ray of light enveloped the little fairy and freed him from the petrification.

As soon as Bigby recovered his ability to move, he immediately began to wave his arms. The power of magic gathered on him, and he was ready to escape as soon as possible. "Stop, Bigby, I order you!" Dumbledore stood opposite the elf and whispered, "Do you know who I am, right?"

"Mr. Albus Dumbledore, his master's good friend, is also half of the master of Bigby." The elf quickly bowed, then rubbed his hands and said, "Half master, what are your instructions?"

"What kind of mission are you doing in Hogwarts?"

"The master doesn't let me tell others..."

"Say, I order you, and I am your master."

"It's only half..." The elf squatted on the ground, rubbing his hands hard, his eyes dodging, and seemed uneasy.

Dumbledore knocked the elf's head with his wand and said seriously: "Do you remember, Grindelwald said, let you obey me like you obey him."

"Oh, yes, the master did say so!" The elf finally got rid of the contradiction, his eyes full of joy: "The master sent me to interfere with the cram school, so that their grades would drop or fail the exam."

"Are you going to kill a student?"

"Oh, of course not, the master will not give such an order." said the elf: "All injuries can be cured and recovered. I just received the order to scare them."

"Why do you do this?" Dumbledore could not understand. There might be a problem in finding the wizard spell. Grindelwald reminded him first through letters. Later, the two people also exchanged ideas for repairing and improving the spells through letters. Although the wizards attributed the search for the wizard spell to Dumbledore, he himself knew that Grindelwald had also made great contributions to it.

The arrival of the cram school is to find the credit for the wizard curse. From this point of view, Grindelwald has no reason to target the cram school. Moreover, his command to the elves is just "interference with their study and influence their grades", which is even more strange. What can a few cram school jump to?

"What else does your master ask you to do?" Dumbledore asked.

"The master also told me to get something to you after completing the task. The task has not been completed, so I can't perform it yet." Bigby straightened up and said with an expectant smile on her face: "The master said that when I complete these two things, I will praise me."

"Where to get things?"

"A place called Cape Kahnde, there is a nameless tombstone, and the things inside are what I want to take. Bigby didn't know where it was, but the owner said I need to think it out myself and find it, otherwise it would not be worthy of praise."

"Cape Caend, is there this place?" Dumbledore tapped his fingers on the table and tried hard to find out his knowledge. He finally had to admit that Grindelwald was a more skilled wizard and more knowledgeable. Dumbledore had no impression of Cape Caend.

"No matter what your previous order was, you can't disturb my students anymore!" Dumbledore ordered in a stern tone: "Go back and tell your master that Hogwarts is a place to learn knowledge. No matter what plan he has, he must be far away from here, otherwise I will completely cut off relations with him!"

"No, you can't order me to violate the orders of my master, it's not good." Bigby said with a sad face: "I really want to get the praise from my master, which is one of the highest honors of the house elf." Tears flowed out of his big eyes, falling to the ground drop by drop.

"Bigby, I am your master, so you must obey my orders." Dumbledore's eyes softened, and he whispered: "And, I have a more severe and more difficult task to hand over to you. As long as you complete it, I will praise you."

Bigby wiped away her tears, swallowed hard, rubbed her fingers and asked, "What is the task?"

"No matter who asks you who instructs you or who is your master, you can identify the person who inquires you as the master, and he is also instructing you. Can you do this?"

The elf looked at Dumbledore blankly, his eyes rolled several times, and then shook his head: "No, I can't do it. I only have one, two masters, I don't have so many masters... I disappointed my master, I won't get praise..."

"It's a test, a test of protecting your master and your master's secrets," Dumbledore said. "You have to do this, otherwise Grindelwald's days outside will be even more difficult."

Bigby beat his head hard, swaying left and right, and finally nodded: "Yes, I will work hard. I am cheating on the bad guys and protecting my master! I can do it!"

"Very good, and you have to remember to try to escape, leave Hogwarts, leave far away, and then go to Grindelwald and pass on my message. Remember?" Seeing Bigby nodding, Dumbledore said, "Now there is one last thing left, hiding his body!"
Chapter completed!