Part 2
“Wow!” Harry exclaimed. “Peter Rabbit certainly went beast mode on your balls, Dobby!”
“Oh, he very much did, Master Potter!” Dobby nodded. “Only Dobby’s wallet suffered more than Dobby’s balls on that day.”
Chica took a big sip from her favourite ‘World’s Second Best Singing Animatronic Bird Thing’ mug. “I'll bet! Who tortured your balls next?”
Dobby burst out laughing for zero point three one three three three recurring seconds, then put a hand over his mouth to suppress further chortling. “You'll never guess who tortured Dobby’s balls next! Never in your lives!” He tittered a little more, then composed himself. “It was Blaze the Cat!”
“WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!” Harry was so surprised that he turned into a monkey for no discernible reason. “Ooh ooh! Ah ah! Blaze Cat! Fire Princess Blaze Cat! Ooh ah!”
Chica had also turned into a monkey, but an animatronic monkey, so she could talk normally. “Bust my bananas, is that true?!”
“It certainly is, monkeys!” Dobby hooted. “And it started like this…”
**Begin Dobby’s flashback**
Following the financial crisis that Chapter Eighteen had put him in, Dobby was just about ready to do anything for money. Except porn, but only because King K Rool would trick him into getting his nuts trod on by Jordi, or beaten up by Donkey Kong if he tried to do that again.
And so, Dobby had sunken to the lowest of lows. The absolute worst thing a person could do in order to scrounge up a profit. And considering what has happened in this fanfiction so far, you know this is some fucked up shit. Truly revolting to even the most deplorable of sots and rogues.
Dobby was looking to become an NFT salesman.
Of course, Dobby had never had anything to do with NFTs or cryptocurrency before, so he needed some help. Luckily his friend Sonic was willing to help, and had booked the house elf a flight to Cryptoland so he could learn all about bitcoin and blockchains and other computery-money things that I don't understand at all.
The microsecond the helicopter touched down on a bitcoin landing pad, something that looked like a coin with arms and legs and a kind of sexy looking nose dashed up to Dobby, and slapped him on the ass ten times. “Welcome to Cryptoland, Dobby!” He screamed, before snorting some white powder he had stashed up one of his gloves. “My name is Connie, but you can call me Connie. My full name is Connie, which is short for Connie, but my friends call me Connie. I will be your guide through this amazing place until I get bored and try to persuade the higher ups to make a cryptocurrency themed brothel again. Did I mention my name is Connie?”
“Um…” Dobby looked around the entrance to Cryptoland. It didn't look like any of the promotional material he'd seen. The sea looked weirdly slimy, the sand had turned brown as poop, and the palm trees sagged more than my second grade Math teacher’s butt cheeks. Dobby wasn't sure if cocaine was supposed to be legal in Cryptoland either. “Thanks, Connie.”
“No problem, my little house elf friend! I'd love to give you a proper tour of the island, but Sonic told me to bring you to him fast.” Connie said, his eyes slowly turning red.
That sounded about right for Sonic, Dobby thought to himself. “Oh, ok. And where might Dobby find Master Sonic?”
“Oh, you couldn't possibly miss him, he's in The Hub!” Connie laughed. “There's a big crowd around where Sonic is. He brought a woman with him, so naturally all the crypto kings are getting their simp on. She's literally the third female to ever come to this island, and she doesn't look like a terribly animated stick figure!”
True to Connie’s word there was a huge swarm of virgin men surrounding a brown building, which looked a lot closer to collapse when you weren't doing as much drugs as Connie was. “There it is, The Hub! Here you can work, and talk, and drink coffee, and hate smurfs, and do drugs, and de-stress to your heart’s content!” Connie screamed right in Dobby’s ear.
All the men were swooning over whoever the female Sonic had brought with him was. “Damn, I bet she could play around in the Himalayas for hours and would be perfectly fine!” One fedora wearing gentleman remarked.
“Oh my god! That forty five degree ponytail makes her look like a Native American! Her attitude must be so different from the other females.” Another coomer commented.
And in The Hub itself, sitting on big chairs that sort of looked like Connie’s face, were Sonic and the mysterious woman accompanying her. Sonic saw Dobby and Connie in the crowd, and called to a white hedgehog standing nearby. “Hey, Silver! Bring those guys over here!”
“It's no use!” Silver shouted, then he telekinetically carried the house elf and cryptocurrency man all the way to Sonic’s table.
“Glad you could make it, Dobby and Connie!” Sonic said while shaking Dobby’s hand and punching Connie in the nose, as is the proper custom when greeting coins with faces. “How are you guys doing?”
“Never better, Sonic.” Connie smiled as blood trickled out of his nostrils. He was so happy that Sonic respected and embraced coin culture.
“Dobby hopes he’ll be doing better now that he's here, Sir!” Dobby said optimistically.
“Trust me, Dob-bro. Once you learn about crypto, things will only get better for you.” The hedgehog then gestured towards the female cat sitting next to him. “But before we start talking crypto I’d like you to meet my good friend-with-benefits, Blaze the Cat!”
“Hi.” Blaze said to the two newcomers coldly, which is weird considering what her powers are.
“Nice to meet you, Mistress Blaze.” Dobby respectfully shook Blaze’s gloved hand.
“Enchanté, mademoiselle.” Connie kissed the same hand, even though Dobby was still shaking it, so he mostly just kissed Dobby’s hand instead. “That's German for ‘my mother is a cabbage’.”
“Whatever.” Blaze dismissively turned her head away from the two. “Silver's here too, I guess.”
Sonic looked around and saw the hedgehog in question, t-posing in midair and nearly clipping through a window. “Yo, Silver! Could you get Dobby and Connie some drinks?” The speedy blue hero asked.
Silver nodded blankly, then stared at the pair in question. Or at least, he seemed to be, nobody could really tell what he was looking at.
“Um… Dobby would like a glass of orange juice, please.” Dobby muttered, trying to not look Silver in the eyes.
“Me too!” Connie chuckled. “Nothing puts a tingle in the pingle like orange juice once it's had at least thirty two tonnes of cocaine sprinkled into it. Wouldn't you agree, my dear?”
Blaze crossed her arms grumpily. “Shut up. I'm only here because Sonic is going to suck my forty five degree ponytail later.”
Dobby thought that was pretty rude, but didn't say anything.
Sonic, noticing that Connie was still transfixed on Blaze’s beauty and/or feet, leaned into the coin man and whispered in his ear. “One word: Pyrokinesis.” The two friends fistbumped and giggled like schoolgirls, much to Blaze’s annoyance.
Silver, who had been ragdolling all over the bar for a couple of minutes now, looked very upset. “There's no juice!” He shouted to the table while breaking a vintage bottle of Pinot Dogecoin with his face.
“Darn, this place barely has anything to drink!” Sonic complained.
Connie gulped down a couple hundred tabs of LSD, then looked over at the bar. “I have no idea what you're talking about, the bar’s fully stocked!”
“No it isn't, you filthy stoner!” Blaze snapped.
“I'm not a stone, I'm a coin. I'm made out of metal.” Connie said.
Blaze lit him on fire and he melted slightly, which was a very good counter-argument.
While everyone argued and complained about whether the Hub’s bar was empty or not, a pink female hedgehog climbed up a palm tree, which miraculously did not snap in two under her weight. The trees were very malnourished because the groundskeeper only watered them with hyperlinks to images of water.
“This is the final straw!” Amy Rose grumbled as she readied a sniper rifle on top of the tree. “First he does the no pants dance with Cyber-Hillbilly and Princess Asshole, then he goes off to Sodor with that treasure stealing jerk, and now he’s fooling around with this stuck up bitch? When is Sonic going to realise he belongs with me?!”
“Never, he doesn't like you.” A seagull squawked at Amy.
Amy grabbed the seagull by the neck, crushing its windpipe instantly. She threw its lifeless body into the sea, then continued to prepare her weapon. “Sonic likes me, he just doesn't know it yet. And he will continue to not know as long as these stupid harlots keep getting in the way. What have they got that I don't have?” She growled. “Though more of a cutie than a hottie, you can't deny the fact that I’m still attractive. Two things that make me attractive are the fact that I wear a dress, and when have you ever seen 3 big, very smooth arcs of hair sticking out of a person's forehead? You haven't!”
“Duuuuude!” An NFT bro below Amy said to his friend. “I can totally see up her skirt!”
“She's canonically twelve years old.” The friend replied.
“Ah.” The NFT bro would have said more, but he was already being carted off to jail.
**End flashback**
“Good gracious! Blaze sounds like the fourth hottest female Sonic character ever!” Harry puffed, just as the magic spell wore off and he stopped being a monkey.
“Literally!” Chica squealed. Pyrokinesis was awesome, and cool, and good.
“She certainly was! But little did Dobby know what would happen to Dobby’s balls!” Dobby commented, before giving Harry an expectant look. “So, would Master Potter mind telling Dobby and Mistress Chica about the plan to stop Voldemort from stealing credit cards?”
“I wouldn't mind in the slightest!” Harry would've gladly listened to Dobby talks about his balls getting tortured for years on end, as hopefully the readers will too, but he was glad that he got to tell his own tale. He took a deep breath, then continued his epic saga.
**Begin Harry’s flashback**
After Dumbledore had told Harry about his plan to stop Voldemort in his tracks, the two wizards waited until nighttime, but not too late because they weren't allowed to stay up after bedtime.
Harry was now dressed like a little boy. He wore a Roblox t-shirt and a propeller beanie, and was sitting at Dumbledore’s gaming pc with a lollipop in one hand and a computer mouse in the other. “Oh boy!” He laughed in the highest, squeakiest voice he could muster. “I sure do love playing games on Dumble- My dad’s computer!”
Harry nearly blew his cover by crying, because Voldemort had killed Harry’s dad. He ran him over with an Austin Allegro and never said sorry.
Just then, a mysterious presence entered the computer. “Hello, little boy.” An evil sounding voice said. “Are you enjoying your game?”
“Yes I am, Vold- creepy computer voice I've never met!” Harry answered.
There was an awkward pause, until the voice spoke up again. “You are aware that you've only got Microsoft Word open at the moment, aren't you?”
Harry almost panicked. “It’s… a very fun game.”
Harry couldn't see Voldemort on the other end of the connection, but he could tell he was shrugging. “I suppose it is. What is your name?”
Harry nearly said his actual name, but he knew if he did that the jig was up. Fortunately, he had a brilliantly deceptive cover story planned out. “My name is Parry Hotter! I'm seven years old and have never gone to any wizarding school ever! Not even Hogwarts!”
“That's very good. Tell me Parry Hotter, would you like to unlock some exclusive dlc for Microsoft Word?”
“Absolutely! I'd love some Microsoft Word dlc, Mr Creepy Voice!”
“Fantastic. You only have to give me your father’s credit card, and then you will receive the finest dlc money can buy!”
Harry whipped out a fake credit card, and pointed it at the monitor. “Here you go! I swiped it from Dumble- dad when he told me to tell you that I stole it, so I could trick you into thinking I'm a gullible little boy with a credit card to give you when I'm actually Harry Potter!”
“Well done, Harry!” Dumbledore shouted from outside the room. “He doesn't suspect a thing!”
Suddenly, a pale hand emerged from the computer screen, greedily stretched out to claim the bait. “Hand me the card, Parry. It is time to finish this trade.”
Harry put the card in Voldemort’s hand. He would have gotten his wand out so he could blow the dark wizard to bits, but the hand grabbed him painfully and yanked him forwards.
“You thought you were so clever, didn't you Potter?” Voldemort laughed.
“WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!” Harry wailed as his arm was pulled into the screen. Dumbledore tried to help him, but got distracted by a frog outside the castle. “How did you find out?!”
“Little boys don't play Microsoft Word. They play Google Docs!”
“Noooo!!” Harry was taken straight into the computer screen, he tried his hardest to hold onto the table, but it was too slippery because Dumbledore had recently licked it clean.
“HARRY!” Dumbledore and the frog screamed as the face of the boy who lived (which is honestly a pretty redundant title because every boy lives except the ones who are dead) vanished into the monitor.
“You will never stop my credit card theft scheme, Harry Potter! All the cards shall be mine!” Voldemort cackled as dark magic writhed around Harry, his mind becoming a blur.
The next thing Harry knew, he had been imprisoned by the wicked wizened wizard known as Voldemort. He knew he was in some kind of prison because he could see iron bars, blackened stone walls, Big Tyrone, and no clear way of escaping. He had only one thing to say about this new predicament. “WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!”
**End flashback**
“Oh, heavens!” Dobby gasped. “To think that Voldemort put Master Potter behind bars!”
“Voldemort is so evil! You weren't held in his prison for long, were you?” Chica trembled.
Harry chuckled at his friends’ concern. “Thankfully I wasn't, or I might not have been able to hear more about how Blaze caused Dobby’s balls harm!”
Dobby laughed heartily, so much that blood came out of his ears. “Perish the thought! Shall Dobby continue his story?”
Chica and Harry nearly exploded with excitement. “Hell yeah! Do it!”
Dobby chuckled at his friends’ enthusiasm. “Alright then, but you're in for a long haul!”
**Begin Dobby’s flashback**
Just when Blaze was about to burn Connie for being an argumentative drug addict again, a shot rang out through all of Cryptoland and Dobby felt a terrible wave of pain fill his balls as they were struck by a bullet. “WOOOOOOOOOWAAAAAHAHHAAAAAAYAAAAAH!!” He screamed as he was knocked off his chair and fell to the floor, convulsing in horror.
“Dobby!” Sonic gasped, quickly rolling over to the house elf. “What’s wrong, Dobby?!”
“Dobby will tell you what is wrong, Sir!” Dobby hissed painfully. His balls had been hit so hard that it felt like they should have come out of his ass. “DOBBY’S BEEN SHOT IN THE FUCKING BALLS!”
Sonic, Connie, Silver, and all the Cryptolanders around them gasped in shock. Blaze didn't gasp, she had been on her phone the whole time. “Whatever.” She said, eyes glued to the screen.
Connie was so appalled by the attack against Dobby that all the drugs left his system, and he morphed into a muscular man with a coin for a head. He cradled Dobby’s limp body in his gigantic arms, eyes sparkling with both worry and rage. “My dear friend, who would dare do this to you?”
Silver was just about to track the trajectory of the bullet that had hit Dobby’s balls, but then a familiar voice gave a cry of “Damn it, I missed!” Amy squirmed around in her tree, trying to reload her sniper rifle as everyone turned towards her.
“Amy! What the hell do you think you're doing?” Sonic angrily shouted at the female hedgehog.
“Hi, Sonic!” Amy waved at the male hedgehog cheerfully. “I'm just trying to kill that stupid hussy Blaze, so you can sleep with me instead!” She attempted to reload her gun, this time making sure that she was not distracted by how much she wanted to lick Sonic’s eyes and sniff his fingers. “Prepare to be exterminated like the vermin you are, Blaze!”
Blaze rolled her eyes. “This is why you're only the tenth hottest female Sonic character, you rude bitch.”
Connie gently put Dobby down on the floor, then began charging towards Amy. “You would attack an innocent(ish) maiden, and shoot at a gentle house elf caught in the crossfires, just to bolster your chances of getting laid? Shame on you, Amy Rose! By the power of crypto, I will punish you!” But before Connie could land a hit on Amy, he was swatted away by her Piko Piko Hammer. He would have gone crashing straight through a window, but he was telekinetically caught by Silver.
“Geez. You really let yourself go after Forces, Silver.” Amy grimaced upon looking at the white hedgehog’s face.
“Here's a spruce!” Silver yelled as he threw a wooden table at Amy, while flying closer to her with dramatically flailing limbs and NordVPN.
Amy scoffed. She smashed the table in half before it could hit her, then she jumped on top of Silver and kicked him in the back. Connie tried to defend Silver, but was only able to be knocked over again. Amy loved Sonic so much that only Sonic could defeat her in combat, because that is how love works.
“That does it!” Sonic growled. “I won't sit around and let you beat up my friends just because you're mad I won't put my wiener in you!” He cracked his knuckles, Knuckles the Echidna screamed because he had been cracked, and then Sonic began to fight against Amy.
“Sonic can't defeat that vile monster by himself! Come on Silver, let’s cover him! And by covering him, I mean just standing on the sidelines and cheering him on while sometimes commenting on the ensuing battle!” Connie said to Silver, before jumping through the fresh hole in the wall Sonic had made while punching Amy all the way to the beach.
While the fight between Sonic and Amy raged on, Blaze got off her chair and knelt down beside Dobby, who was still lying on the floor clutching his poor little testicles. “Hey. Want me to heal your balls?”
Dobby blinked in confusion, he'd mostly been paying attention to the battle. “What?”
Blaze glared at Dobby with contempt. “Would it kill you to listen to me? I'm offering to heal your balls with my fire powers. Do you want me to or not?”
Dobby scratched his head confusedly. “How exactly can fire heal Dobby’s balls?
“Ugh, shut up! It just can! I'm going to heal you anyway, just don't get the wrong idea. It's not like I platonically admire you after Sonic told me a story about how you heroically sacrificed yourself and your balls to help him and the Freedom Fighters in a battle against Eggman, baka!”
Dobby shrugged and laid back. “Ok, you may heal Dobby’s balls in that case.”
“Cool.” And with that, Blaze engulfed Dobby’s balls in flames, and it was as painful as you'd imagine. Before Dobby could burst out into a cacophony of screams, Blaze firmly clasped a hand over his mouth. “Be quiet, pain is just weakness leaving the body.” By that logic, Dobby’s balls should have been stronger than Superman and Goku combined by now.
Dobby gave a muffled squeal of agony, but when he looked down at his testicles, he saw that they were really being healed by the fire. The numerous bruises, scratches, burns, blisters, and tumours began to miraculously disappear. The less noise he made, the less it hurt. Soon Dobby's balls were as good as new.
“Wow!” Dobby remarked once Blaze extinguished the healing fire. “You have completely healed Dobby’s balls! Thank you, Mistress Blaze!” He cheered, only to get slapped in the face.
“It's not like I appreciate your gratitude for my seemingly destructive but ultimately helpful medical technique, baka!” Blaze went over to the bar, rummaged around, then found a bottle of milk that she gave to Dobby. “And it's also not like you look thirsty and may be in need of extra calcium, baka!”
Just as Dobby was about to take a sip of the milk, there was a big crashing sound from outside. Amy and Sonic were still fighting, and it seemed like Amy had the upper hand.
“Admit it, Sonic! You can never defeat me because you love me deep down, so why don't we stop fighting and go do sex things?” Amy laughed.
“Don't fall for it, Sonic! You know her true nature, do not allow yourself to be tempted!” Connie called to Sonic from the sidelines, where he and Silver were at.
Silver took a break from licking the bottom of an empty popcorn bucket to shout “Doctor Seuss!”
Encouraged by his friends, Sonic stood his ground. “Never, Amy! Leave me alone!”
Amy shook her head, and swung her hammer around menacingly. “I don't want to leave you alone, we're meant to be together forever!”
Sonic sighed, he didn't want it to come to this, but it was too late to turn back. “That's it, you give me no choice! It's time I used my ultimate attack!” He flew high into the sky, raised his hands to heavens, and let out a cry filled with pure justice and the hopes and dreams of little boys and girls and middle aged single mothers and perverted old men everywhere. “Supreme Milk Ball! Charge!”
As soon as those words had left Sonic’s mouth, Flounder floated out of the sea and right into Sonic’s hands. “Woah, hey! What's going on?!” The yellow and blue fish squirmed around, before Sonic gave him a harsh squeeze. “AAAAAAAAARGH!”
“Holy mackerel!” Ariel commented as Sonic squeezed all the milk out of Flounder’s nipples, which he had developed sometime between The Little Mermaid and The Little Mermaid II: Return To The Sea. “Those furry land dwellers are seriously fucked up!” Ariel swam away as fast as she could, while Flounder was tossed back into the water, his milk forming a floating orb that Sonic looked at with interest.
“Not enough milk!” Sonic muttered, before calling out to the rest of the world. “People of Earth, I need your help to get rid of a bitch. Lend me your milk!”
“Ok, Sonic! Here you go!” An NFT enthusiast pulled out a carton of milk he had been carrying around in his backpack. Miraculously, it was actual milk and not just a hyperlink to an image of milk. The carton burst open, and its contents flowed into the milk ball with ease.
“Goo goo ga ga!” A baby in New York squealed as he threw his bottle out of his pram. The bottle rocketed through the sky until it joined with the rapidly growing ball.
“Moo!” A cow in the middle of England said, before raising its udders in Sonic’s direction and adding its contribution to the attack.
“Here you go, Sonic! Our entire milk supply!” An African village cheered as they sent a single drop of milk flying towards the heroic hedgehog.
All around the world, people gifted Sonic their milk, some even trying to spend their life savings on buying more to give to him, only to realise the shops had already depleted their stock so they could give it all to Sonic themselves. The milk ball was now huge, easily dwarfing The Hub in size.
Blaze looked to the ball, opened her shirt up, and began breastfeeding the still charging attack from a distance. “Don't get the wrong idea, Sonic! It's not like I want you to wipe Amy Rose off the face of the Earth with the power of milk, baka!”
Dobby wanted to help too, so he began an attempt to open the bottle of milk he was holding, but the lid was stuck on immensely tight. Despite this, the milk was still very much intent on joining the ball. And so the bottle began to fly towards Sonic, taking Dobby with it, much to the house elf’s dismay. “Wait, no, no, no, NO!”
Dobby was pulled straight into the centre of the ball, where he soon found himself drowning in scalding hot milk while his balls painfully boiled, undoing the healing Blaze had bestowed upon them. “AROOMGLUBUBUBUBUBLLAERRRGH!!” He gurgled frantically, the pain only getting worse the more he desperately tried to escape.
Amy looked up at the milk ball with awe, but also disappointment. “That's impressive, but I'd prefer it if you covered me in another type of white bodily fluid. Ideally of your own making, Sonic.” She could have easily left the area Sonic’s attack was going to hit, but love made her stupid and immobile.
Sonic pulled out a rose from out of nowhere, gave it a sniff, then ate it. “Amy, look how you have changed! You used to be a sweet, caring, innocent girl. But now I see the true ugliness that lies beneath, because of the terrible sins you have commited!” He shouted. “Such hideousness must not be allowed to taint this world! DIE!!”
And with that the attack finished charging. The milk ball blasted towards Amy, Dobby still trapped inside it. It travelled at a strange trajectory, which Connie and Silver noticed from the sidelines.
“Hey, Silver. What kind of angle is that?” Connie asked Silver while flexing his big crypto muscles at the 0.5 women who were actually into cryptocurrency.
It only took Silver a single glance to know. “It's obtuse!”
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!” Amy screamed. Understandable, since she was now being boiled alive by the massive sphere of milk crashing into her at breakneck speed. Dobby screamed too, this probably hurt his balls even more than it hurt Amy.
“SONIC, STOP IT! DOBBY IS IN- WAAAAAH!!” Dobby tried to tell Sonic, before being cut off by a sudden surge in temperature that made his nuts feel like they were going to explode.
“I’M SORRY DOBBY, BUT THIS GIRL’S GOTTA GO! HIYAAAAAH!” Sonic roared, willing the milk ball to get even stronger and hotter.
Amy eventually stopped struggling, as her entire body was covered in burns and beginning to be dissolved by the blazing hot milk. “Sonic, even if you destroy me, I'll still love you forever! Goodbye, my beloved! OOOOOOWWW!!” And with that, she was dead. The milk ball exploded, covering all of Cryptoland in boiling mammary gland secretions. Even though a lot crypto-bros were hurt and/or killed by this, they didn't mind because this was the closest they had ever been to having sex.
When the steam cleared, Connie strode over to Amy’s liquid remains and knelt before them, a single glistening tear trickling down to his immaculate chin. “It always brings me misery when a maiden chooses to hate as much as they love, for no love can be pure if malice lies within your heart.” Then he snorted up the hedgehog goo and reverted to his normal self. “Ah… That’s better. What timeline am I in again?”
“Please impregnate me.” Blaze said to Sonic, once he had landed back in The Hub. “Dramatic special attacks that totally vaporise people and/or cause pain in a house elf’s balls turn me on.”
“Forgive me, Blaze. We can't do that now, there is… much to think about.” Sonic turned away from the cat. “I will still touch your butt though.” And so, he did.
Dobby simply laid down on the crater the milk ball had made in the ground, groaning at the pain he felt in his balls. “Blaze? Can you heal Dobby’s balls again?” He softly whimpered.
But Blaze did not listen, she was too busy having her butt touched by Sonic. “Alright, alright, I'll just be there in six hundred four thousand and eight hundred seconds.” She sighed, while trying to ignore Dobby.
Dobby felt betrayed by this sudden lack of care. He wanted to call Blaze something very rude and offensive, like ‘mildly disagreeable person’ or ‘woman with skewed priorities’, but he was in too much pain.
Connie and Silver sauntered over to Dobby, and sat down next to him. “So,” Connie inquired. “You wanna talk about crypto?”
Dobby was never the same again.
**End Dobby’s flashback**