“Is Harry Potter thinking about “releasing” Lucius Malfoy from Azkaban?, asked the former house elf although he already knew the answer already.
“Narcissa Malfoy is in danger”, Harry told the gentle little elf. “She sent you to me , didn’t she”.
Doby only smiled bashfully and bowed his head slightly, but neither confirmed or denied what he knew Harry was already quite sure of.
“Take my hand, Harry Potter”, said the elf and the two dissaperated.
In less than the blink of an eye they were standing at the gates of the imposing edifice known to wizards everywhere as Azkaban Prison.
As the two approached the gate, down swooped several dementors. Harry, wand already out and at the ready shouted the incantation, “Expecto Petronum”, repelling the dementors as they were approached by a human guard that asked him to surrender his wand prior to entering. Harry said to the guard that the dementors have taken an “interest in him”. The guard replied with a finger pointed at Doby, “You have a house- elf …he’ll protect you.”