"Stop those men," she cried out as she hit the ground, "they're going to shoot the Mayor!"Taking the beeping device in her hand to be a possible bomb,... the Police rushed the new arrival instead. Only Ultra Woman followed the girl's command and rushed the two men, just as their guns came into view.The hard impact of Ultra Woman's reinforced baton off the side of the closest gunman's head sent him tumbling to the ground. A hard right cross took care of the other, but not before he got off one shot. She cursed silently and resolved to take the short cut, through the back streets of a run-down inner city area which would save her ten minutes on the drive.Then it happened.On a quiet street, lined with houses in varying states of disrepair, the engine cut out completely and would not restart!She released the bonnet catch, got out of the car, opened the bonnet and stared at the engine. As she did so, she wondered why she bothered; she didn't understand the first thing about internal combustion. It was left to Kreacher himself to explain to her, that the elves had no use for freedom: that to them, it was their sole purpose in life to serve their masters and mistresses; and what need had they for—wages! The house elves at Hogwarts were required to work long hours and carry out menial tasks, but they were always treated (they believed) fairly and with kindness. In the end, though, while some of the elves had even baulked at the thought of being made to wear anything other than a clean. Whether the old bugger was trying to catch me out in a lie, or drum home to Kylie that we came from opposite ends of the financial spectrum I’m still not sure. Jack had been correct in his prediction, after the meal, whilst the others headed for the Palm Court, His lordship did ask me to accompany him onto the patio for a little while. There he didn’t actually make a financial offer, he just kind of implied that a certain young cub reporter, might possibly find himself being offered a post on.