Chapter 264
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Rui Chen 3499
"I...I..." Filch was speechless for a while, but his body reacted faster than him, and tears were already streaming from his eyes.
"I never thought I could do magic! It's like a dream... Am I dead? I know what I've done!"
"It's good that you know what you've done!" Connor's head was full of black lines. The reason why he pickled Filch was that he didn't want this guy to die in his textbook.
Filch was still extremely excited, holding Prout's wand and kept waving it, and fireworks flew out one after another from the tip of the wand.
It is the style of these fireworks that looks familiar, and the Weasley twins often put on similar fireworks shows.
Looking at everything in front of him, Harry couldn't help muttering, "Use the wand to set off fireworks in the corridor. If Filch finds out, he will probably be reprimanded again."
Malfoy let out a short sneer, "That's because you can't understand what squibs mean! Squibs can be regarded as the lowest-ranking heterogeneous group in the wizarding world!"
Connor couldn't understand Filch's behavior at first, and even had a tendency to regard him as a reborn parent.
Inspired by Malfoy's words, he now understood why Filch was so excited.
Squibs are generally born in wizard families. In such a family environment, a person who cannot perform magic becomes a very special existence.
Not only that, because Squibs can't cast spells, even if they can feel everything in the magical world, they can't integrate into them. They are born different and need to endure the strange eyes of other wizards.
Especially the students from wizarding families, when they knew that Filch was a Squib, they would always deal with Filch with mockery or pity.
The attitude of the students actually represented the attitude of most wizards towards Squibs in the wizarding world—they felt that Squibs were pitiful or ridiculous.
Perhaps touched by Malfoy's words, Filch confides all his previous experiences, including why he hates the students so much, because of the strange eyes of the students.
All in all, he was jealous that the students had the talent to learn magic, and at the same time he hated some students, hating that they would use frivolous words to reveal the fact that he didn't know magic.
Williamson asked aloud, "Professor Kong, isn't Filch's situation an exception?"
After he calmed down, he thought about what happened today, and finally came to his senses. He was indeed too optimistic about the matter of the Squib turning into a wizard.
When this question was asked, Filch seemed to realize something, and asked, "Professor Kong... am I really an exception?"
Kong Nuo touched his chin, waved his hand and said, "Your situation is indeed quite special, but I don't think it should be an exception."
"But if I want to get a definite result, I need at least another squib. After all, this kind of thing has to be based on facts, right? You won't believe me if I talk about it?"
"Of course we believe it!" The words spoken by the people in the room were so unified at this moment.
"Uh..." Kong Nuo looked at their sincere eyes, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Anyway, find me another squib, and I'll do it again according to the method Filch restored!"
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Because of the weakness of Squibs, in order to comfort and encourage each other, they often set up mutual aid associations to share information with each other.
Every member of the Squib Mutual Aid Association wants to have the ability to cast magic, and often organizes to sign up for some education and training institutions that can provide "quick spell chanting courses" for learning.
However, trying again and again like this often only hit them again and again, making them gradually despair of casting magic.
"Argus, I hope you are not using magic props as a trick to deceive people." A tall and thin middle-aged man said.
The middle-aged man was well dressed, with a French accent in his tone.Compared to his figure, his face looked much older, and there were also bulging veins on his face, making him look a bit hideous.
Filch nodded and said, "Mr. Rozier, of course I don't need to lie to you! There is no reason to lie to you! If it weren't for your funds to support us all the time, the Mutual Aid Association wouldn't be in operation today."
Rozier smiled bitterly: "Sorry! After all, the repeated disappointments have made me lose my illusion about casting magic."
Rozier is a Squib, a Squib from the Rozier family of the Holy 28.
The Rozier family is much more kind than the Black family. They will not remove the Squibs from the family, and even arrange the lives of the Squib members.
With the help of his family's advantages, Rozier communicated with the pet industry in England and France, and has lived a fairly prosperous life ever since.
For example, Mrs. Norris raised by Filch is actually a gift from Rozier, and it is also a symbol of the mutual aid society.
"You won't be disappointed this time! Mr. Rozier." Filch led Rozier out of the Leaky Cauldron and turned into an alley, which was the road leading to Knockturn Alley.
"Welcome to join the martial arts school, Bao Xue Bao Hui, I wish you a rampage in the magical world." Rozier looked at the wooden signboard used by the martial arts school to recruit students, with a bit of distrust in his tone.
"Ahem..." Filch couldn't explain this, so he could only say with a dry laugh, "This signboard was made by those employees of Professor Kong. Professor Kong himself is definitely a great scholar!"
"If it weren't for his hard research and perseverance in treating me who has lost consciousness, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to cast magic!"
"Sounds like a nice person." Rozier responded casually, "There are many dangerous medicines in Knockturn Alley. I remember that there was a member of the Mutual Aid Society who claimed that he had obtained a potion that could perform magic. "
"However, it was just a hallucinogen, and everything was just the imagination of that member. I still remember how that member left us in the end-he soaked himself in a tank of hallucinogen, and finally Drowning."
Filch quickly explained: "Mr. Rozier, I can understand your uneasiness, but my ability to cast magic is definitely not due to those hallucinogens!"
He took out the wand he bought from Ollivander's wand shop, and released a trickle of water from the tip of the wand, "This is the wand made by Mr. Ollivander, and this is the Clear Spring Curse I cast!"
"That couldn't be better!" Rozier let out a long breath, "It's really nothing to make me an experiment subject, I just don't want you to continue to be deceived!"
"I never thought I could do magic! It's like a dream... Am I dead? I know what I've done!"
"It's good that you know what you've done!" Connor's head was full of black lines. The reason why he pickled Filch was that he didn't want this guy to die in his textbook.
Filch was still extremely excited, holding Prout's wand and kept waving it, and fireworks flew out one after another from the tip of the wand.
It is the style of these fireworks that looks familiar, and the Weasley twins often put on similar fireworks shows.
Looking at everything in front of him, Harry couldn't help muttering, "Use the wand to set off fireworks in the corridor. If Filch finds out, he will probably be reprimanded again."
Malfoy let out a short sneer, "That's because you can't understand what squibs mean! Squibs can be regarded as the lowest-ranking heterogeneous group in the wizarding world!"
Connor couldn't understand Filch's behavior at first, and even had a tendency to regard him as a reborn parent.
Inspired by Malfoy's words, he now understood why Filch was so excited.
Squibs are generally born in wizard families. In such a family environment, a person who cannot perform magic becomes a very special existence.
Not only that, because Squibs can't cast spells, even if they can feel everything in the magical world, they can't integrate into them. They are born different and need to endure the strange eyes of other wizards.
Especially the students from wizarding families, when they knew that Filch was a Squib, they would always deal with Filch with mockery or pity.
The attitude of the students actually represented the attitude of most wizards towards Squibs in the wizarding world—they felt that Squibs were pitiful or ridiculous.
Perhaps touched by Malfoy's words, Filch confides all his previous experiences, including why he hates the students so much, because of the strange eyes of the students.
All in all, he was jealous that the students had the talent to learn magic, and at the same time he hated some students, hating that they would use frivolous words to reveal the fact that he didn't know magic.
Williamson asked aloud, "Professor Kong, isn't Filch's situation an exception?"
After he calmed down, he thought about what happened today, and finally came to his senses. He was indeed too optimistic about the matter of the Squib turning into a wizard.
When this question was asked, Filch seemed to realize something, and asked, "Professor Kong... am I really an exception?"
Kong Nuo touched his chin, waved his hand and said, "Your situation is indeed quite special, but I don't think it should be an exception."
"But if I want to get a definite result, I need at least another squib. After all, this kind of thing has to be based on facts, right? You won't believe me if I talk about it?"
"Of course we believe it!" The words spoken by the people in the room were so unified at this moment.
"Uh..." Kong Nuo looked at their sincere eyes, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Anyway, find me another squib, and I'll do it again according to the method Filch restored!"
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Because of the weakness of Squibs, in order to comfort and encourage each other, they often set up mutual aid associations to share information with each other.
Every member of the Squib Mutual Aid Association wants to have the ability to cast magic, and often organizes to sign up for some education and training institutions that can provide "quick spell chanting courses" for learning.
However, trying again and again like this often only hit them again and again, making them gradually despair of casting magic.
"Argus, I hope you are not using magic props as a trick to deceive people." A tall and thin middle-aged man said.
The middle-aged man was well dressed, with a French accent in his tone.Compared to his figure, his face looked much older, and there were also bulging veins on his face, making him look a bit hideous.
Filch nodded and said, "Mr. Rozier, of course I don't need to lie to you! There is no reason to lie to you! If it weren't for your funds to support us all the time, the Mutual Aid Association wouldn't be in operation today."
Rozier smiled bitterly: "Sorry! After all, the repeated disappointments have made me lose my illusion about casting magic."
Rozier is a Squib, a Squib from the Rozier family of the Holy 28.
The Rozier family is much more kind than the Black family. They will not remove the Squibs from the family, and even arrange the lives of the Squib members.
With the help of his family's advantages, Rozier communicated with the pet industry in England and France, and has lived a fairly prosperous life ever since.
For example, Mrs. Norris raised by Filch is actually a gift from Rozier, and it is also a symbol of the mutual aid society.
"You won't be disappointed this time! Mr. Rozier." Filch led Rozier out of the Leaky Cauldron and turned into an alley, which was the road leading to Knockturn Alley.
"Welcome to join the martial arts school, Bao Xue Bao Hui, I wish you a rampage in the magical world." Rozier looked at the wooden signboard used by the martial arts school to recruit students, with a bit of distrust in his tone.
"Ahem..." Filch couldn't explain this, so he could only say with a dry laugh, "This signboard was made by those employees of Professor Kong. Professor Kong himself is definitely a great scholar!"
"If it weren't for his hard research and perseverance in treating me who has lost consciousness, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to cast magic!"
"Sounds like a nice person." Rozier responded casually, "There are many dangerous medicines in Knockturn Alley. I remember that there was a member of the Mutual Aid Society who claimed that he had obtained a potion that could perform magic. "
"However, it was just a hallucinogen, and everything was just the imagination of that member. I still remember how that member left us in the end-he soaked himself in a tank of hallucinogen, and finally Drowning."
Filch quickly explained: "Mr. Rozier, I can understand your uneasiness, but my ability to cast magic is definitely not due to those hallucinogens!"
He took out the wand he bought from Ollivander's wand shop, and released a trickle of water from the tip of the wand, "This is the wand made by Mr. Ollivander, and this is the Clear Spring Curse I cast!"
"That couldn't be better!" Rozier let out a long breath, "It's really nothing to make me an experiment subject, I just don't want you to continue to be deceived!"
