Chapter 215 Afterwards

Argus Filch, the administrator of Hogwarts, whose main responsibility is to catch and punish the little wizards who have made mistakes, has a very bad temper, even to the extreme.

Because he was a squib, Filch was deeply jealous of the young wizards. Over time, that jealousy fermented into malice.

But Principal Dumbledore still made him the administrator and did not revoke his position.

However, as time went by, the principal may have regretted it a little, which was one of the reasons why he refused to accept Penny's admission.

How cruel it would be for a person without the talent of magic to live in an environment surrounded by wizards!

While others wave a magic wand and their room is clean, you spend hours, or even days, clearing away clutter.

Others can fly on a broom, but you can only catch up with your legs on the ground.

Faced with the strange eyes of others, you still have to pretend that you are just like them.

Welcome and send.

Filch watched as those little wizards who originally shrank in front of him gradually grew into beings that he did not dare to provoke during the seven years of wizard training.

You can imagine what kind of mental journey Filch went through.

However, Filch persisted, even if he groveled in front of the professor - he loved magic so much, and magic was so fascinating that he was even willing to give his life for it!

However, looking at the debris and dust on the ground, Filch's spiritual support seemed to explode in an instant, and for a moment he felt despair.

This time, he really wanted to quit his job. He has been living in the wizarding world and does not want to be a Muggle. He is a squib, but he is also magical!

But if you can give yourself peace of mind, living in a Muggle neighborhood is also a good choice.

Although it may be a little uncomfortable at first.

Footsteps sounded in the corridor.

"Argus! Argus! Are you injured?" In a daze, a light flashed before Mr. Filch's eyes, and a face full of concern.

"Merlin! I heard that the Gryffindor Tower collapsed. I was afraid that you would pass by there, so you would always patrol the castle at night...I told you that those little brats running around in the castle were tacitly approved by the principal. , you don’t need to worry about them at all, they will be back during breakfast anyway..." The person was talking nonchalantly, and Filch only felt that he might indeed be older and could no longer hear what the other person said clearly.

A well-maintained hand waved in front of his eyes, "Argus, are you listening?"

Filch raised his head, stared blankly ahead, hugged the other person amidst his exclamations, and cried like a child.

Harry panicked and wanted to run to Gryffindor Tower.

The feeling Filch gave him was so strange!

He must be crazy!

Harry felt that tonight was really bad. He should not have used the invisibility cloak to run around the castle. Not only did he lose his wand, but he was also caught by Filch!

But who destroyed the trophy showroom?

Just as he was thinking wildly, Harry bumped into the twins.

"Ouch!"

"ah!"

"Hey!"

Three voices rang out, waking up Principal Dumbledore who was thinking about how to educate Harry after he found him.

Looking at the three little wizards who fell into a ball with some surprise, the principal said cheerfully, "Oh, this is really a collision of fate, but Mr. Potter, why are you here?"

Harry was speechless.

Naturally, the twins didn't notice Harry's little thoughts, and eagerly told him that Gryffindor Tower had collapsed, but fortunately, everyone was safe.

Harry secretly looked at the headmaster, his blue eyes looking directly at him through half-moon glasses.

The principal knew everything.

Inexplicably, Harry had this idea.

He lowered his head in shame, feeling remorseful for his recklessness.

Ah, will the invisibility cloak be taken away?

"Mr. Weasley." The principal looked at the twins, "Please help me tell Professor McGonagall that I will solve the matter in Gryffindor Tower. Please rest assured."

The twins nodded and prepared to drag Harry away.

"Potter and I still have something to discuss." Mr. Headmaster interrupted their little action. The twins could only give Harry a comforting look, patted him on the shoulder, and left together.

Harry was stealing glances at the Headmaster.

Principal Dumbledore looked serious and seemed to want to say something. At this moment, there were footsteps in the corridor.

Professor Snape floated over like a big bat, his steps brisk. When he saw Harry standing in front of Dumbledore, his eyes flickered for a moment, and then he regained his composure.

"Severus, didn't you go enjoy your Christmas vacation?" Principal Dumbledore greeted kindly.

Professor Snape stopped and stood opposite the principal, looking directly into his eyes. "I was brewing the potion in my office when I heard an explosion."

As he spoke, he looked at Harry, "So, this is Mr. Potter's credit? Could it be that the Christmas carnival can no longer satisfy you and you need to blow up the castle to celebrate?"

Harry raised his head and glared at him angrily.

Principal Dumbledore smiled and said, "Severus, I will take care of this matter. You can go back and make the potions. They cannot do without you, the potion master."

Snape bowed to Principal Dumbledore and left.

"Okay, Harry." Principal Dumbledore's gentle voice sounded, "I found this on the ground. I don't know which little wizard it belongs to."

A wand was handed to Harry.

Harry's eyes lit up. Isn't this his wand?

He happily took the wand and said, "Thank you, Principal!"

Principal Dumbledore said seriously, "Mr. Potter, although the wand can be purchased, if you lose it when you need it urgently, I think you will regret it for the rest of your life."

Harry felt a little embarrassed.

"I made various mistakes when I was young, and even did things that I regret to this day." Principal Dumbledore fell into memories, "So... Harry, I know how long-winded an old guy like me is. It’ll bore you.”

As he said that, he seemed to have remembered something and laughed, "Although Robert said I have a lot of fans, haha, it seems I am still a bit charming!"

Harry laughed too.

Dumbledore bent down, stared into Harry's eyes, and said, "I hope you can remember that the wand is really important to wizards, and you must protect it."

Harry nodded vigorously, "Yes, Headmaster."

"Okay, I think you need to report to Professor McGonagall. She must be very worried about you." Principal Dumbledore waved his hand to indicate that he could leave.

Harry thanked him immediately and left.

Principal Dumbledore watched him go away and smiled.