The next day finds the trio outside Hagrid’s for Care of magical Creatures. The class was just about to begin when they saw someone flying in on a broomstick. Charlie Weasley dismounted his broom and walked over to Harry, Ron, and Hermione,
“Harry Ron Hello
Dragons for Hermione
Lest not rescue elves.”

Hermione ran over to Charlie and nearly yanked his arm out of its socket in her haste to take him down to the mistreated house elves. Harry and Ron followed them down to the kitchen where they encountered Dobby the Magnificent and his assistant Winky the Wonderful who had turned one of the food preparation tables into a stage. There was rather large and foul smelling kettle set in the middle. “And now, Dobby will attempt to pull a rabbit out of his kettle.”

Dobby made some wild hand gestures, took off another one of his socks, and waved it over the kettle saying, “Abra Kadabra!”

He stuck his arm into the kettle and came out with a trout. He shot a nasty glance at his assistant and slapped her in the face with the trout. Winky fainted with the impact of the trout slap. “Dobby will try a different one, sirs and miss.”

“Worry not dear elf
Some rest we all require
Can you get a snack?” said Charlie, to try and comfort the elf.

Winky immediately jumped up at the chance to serve and returned with six bananas: enough for one each. “So, what are you doing here?” Ron asked his brother.

“Society for
The promotion of elvish
Welfare called on me,” Charlie said.

It was supposed to be haiku, but the only resemblance to those poems which sound like a sneeze (Buffy the Vampire Slayer reference) was that it followed the 5-7-5 syllable rule. As a matter of fact, Hermione was quite disappointed that none of Charlie’s dialog was very poetic at all.