Hogwarts: From Squibs to Greatness

Chapter 30: The First Step of the Plan: Filch's Piety
Unlike the arrangement in the Charms class, John has different preparations for different courses.

In the herbal medicine class held together with Gryffindor College, John, with his super memory and strong physical fitness, as well as the experience in caring for herbal medicines taught by Mr. Hal World Frazer, handled herbal medicines almost perfectly.

This made Professor Sprout, the dean who already admired John, appreciate John even more, and generously added five points to him.

It also made Harry and the others recognize John's excellence again, and at the same time inspired Hermione's aggressiveness again.

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, John, who had been prepared for a long time, performed a small magic spell, or a fake magic spell, that could temporarily close the sense of smell within an hour by using Hal's world magic knowledge combined with earplugs to listen.

Maybe he will accumulate enough to optimize this spell later, so that it will not be able to cast counter-spells or stop spells like closing its ears, but it is enough for now.

Compared with the bubble head curse, which has obvious characteristics and can only be learned in senior grades, the little curse named "Smellless and Unscented" by John is more hidden and simple. Even a little wizard in the first grade only needs to practice it. Learned it a few times.

At the same time, out of the principle of friendship and mutual assistance, John taught this little magic spell to the little wizards of the same grade in advance, as well as Harry and the others, which also made Hermione further determined to surpass her heart.

With this little magic spell, except for Slytherin, several other colleges have escaped Professor Quirrell's stench attack in the next semester.

This is also the case, so that John and other little badgers did not show disgusted expressions during class, which seemed to comfort Quirrell's already riddled and fragile heart, and he added five points to Hufflepuff on the spot .

Although in the follow-up class, he inadvertently saw the scene where the student cast the sniffing spell on himself because the time was up and the spell expired, causing his fragile heart to shatter into a piece of scum, but that had nothing to do with John.

However, this does not change the evaluation of the little badgers in the follow-up. I don't know if it was Voldemort's request, or Quirrell was afraid of being tortured and dared not make a mistake.

It's really just following the scriptures and not teaching any real skills, not even the most basic and simple spark spell, which is used to call for help and communicate in an emergency.

Flying lessons with Ravenclaw is nothing to say, although flying on a broomstick is indeed very attractive to John, but compared to the flying magic guide, riding a broomstick is still slightly tame.

Even the fastest rocket crossbow in the future has a top speed of 300km/h, but John, who has been trained in the world of Tanya, can reach a subsonic speed of 900km/h using the flying magic device, which is directly faster than the rocket crossbow double.

With regard to these dilapidated old antiques in the flight class, the speed to the limit is just a turtle crawling in John's eyes.

So in order to show that he is also not good at it, John directly showed his general flying talent. He has no interest in Quidditch.

Moreover, his performance like this reduced the pressure on the little badgers at his level, and the little eagles who heard about John's performance. It was really a day of being hit too much, and finally found out what Xueba is not good at .

John naturally saw their thoughts from the expressions on everyone's faces, and he smiled and didn't say anything. After all, the real reason for his behavior was really hated.

It was night soon, and after John had finished his dinner and made some preparations, he followed Professor Sprout, who was waiting for him in the common room, to the closed place tonight.

Walking through the corridor, John finally saw Filch standing in front of the medal display case, carrying tools, and Mrs. Norris squatting quietly at his feet.

Seeing John being brought over by Professor Sprout, Filch had a complicated expression on his face.

"John, the content of your closed punishment tonight is to scrub these medals. When the time comes, Filch will take you back to the dormitory, understand?" Professor Sprout touched John's hair lovingly and said with concern .

Professor Sprout still loves this child who showed unique excellence in just one day, especially after knowing John's experience, he feels more distressed.

"I know, thank you for your concern, Professor Sprout." John nodded with a smile.

Professor Sprout didn't say much, but stroked John's hair again, gave Filch a few words, and then turned and left. There are still many herbs in the greenhouse that need to be taken care of by her at night.

For a long time after Professor Sprout left, John did not take over the tools Filch had prepared for the first time, but stood quietly watching Filch, this old man who is well-known in the wizarding world. Squib.

And the other party was looking at him at the moment, as if stimulated by the emotion in John's eyes, Filch's face was a little distorted, and he spoke with anger and sarcasm.

"Mr. Williams, even if you look at me like this, I will not soften my heart and avoid your punishment!"

But John ignored these, and said in a somewhat slow and erratic tone: "Mr. Filch, I think you should have something to talk to me? Otherwise, you would have let me start working immediately, Why don't we just open the skylight and speak honestly, it's better for you and me."

Hearing John's words, Filch's face became contorted, as if he was struggling, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Williams, I have to say that you are indeed an excellent person. I think you should know my What do I want to tell you about!"

Looking at Filch's tightly clenched fists, John didn't make a sound but his lips moved slightly, and Filch could see what the words John just said were.

That was the pain of his life and the source of tormenting his soul.

Looking at Filch, whose face was completely livid, John had no sadness or joy on his face. He unseen a trace of dragon power falling on Filch, easily piercing his mind, so John's voice was like It is the misty fog that is elusive.

"Mr. Filch, actually, I think I understand you very well. After all, we are very similar. We are both so eager to change our destiny. The only difference is that my magic power rioted, and you spent half your life just because you were deceived." Got some money."

"As much as I hate to say it, unless you're a late magic riot like me, Squibs should never try to cast magic"

Hearing these words, Filch, who had been haunted by Longwei, showed a ferocious expression on his face, but this expression soon turned into despair.

The old Squib, who longed for magic and threw himself at Hogwarts for half his life, knelt down in front of John, his face pale like a drowned corpse, and his whole body trembling as if he was in a world of ice and snow.

"But you have also seen my excellence, and I am very interested in changing your fate. To be honest, I have already made some achievements in alchemy."

"Compared to those stereotyped deceptions, what can you say to make the squib can cast spells, why don't you come and try to believe in my alchemy?"

Under the power of Longwei, Filch, who had completely surrendered to John, looked up at him with tears in his eyes. At this moment, in Filch's eyes, there was a holy light behind John, just like the archangel who descended into the world in the Bible. brought him redemption.

Yes, Filch is even a devout Catholic, because he sincerely hopes that God will grant him a miracle that will allow him to cast spells.

"What do you want? Money? Magic books? Potions? Or my life? As long as what you say is true, then I am willing to give everything."

Like the most devout believer, Filch knelt down at John's feet. If he hadn't retracted his feet a little, the other party would even have chosen to kiss his shoes.

"Mr. Filch, I don't think I need these. This is a deal. I make a condition. If you agree, then I don't mind making you the first Squib to cast magic." John said calmly, as if Sculpture without sorrow or joy.

Filch looked like a desperate man who had grabbed the lifeline, his eyes were full of piety and joy: "What is the condition? Mr. Williams"

"It's very simple. In the future, I may travel at night. You just need to turn a blind eye to me." John said directly, "After all, my current level is not enough, and I still need to learn more. Span could go up to fifth grade"

"Agree or reject?"

Hearing John's request, Filch hesitated, not because he couldn't do it, but because it was too simple, which made him hesitate, afraid that this was just a lie told by a little wizard for convenience.

John naturally saw Filch's worry, or he had thought of it a long time ago, and directly took out a brass tube about the length of a palm from his arms, with a large number of symbols and patterns engraved on it, and the top was A piece of clear glass.

"I know your concerns, Mr. Filch, so I bring my sincerity, try this, it's one of the experimental products I researched and made"

Hearing John's words and looking at those calm dragon eyes, Filch reached out tremblingly and took the alchemy creation in John's hand.

"I guess I don't need to teach you how to say the Luminescent Charm, Mr. Filch?"

Hearing John's words, Filch nodded in a daze, and slowly clenched the alchemy creation in his rough and old hands.

Just like what John said, he knew the incantations of Luminescence very well, because in the past many days and nights, he took the old wand he picked up and practiced these incantations in the room over and over again in vain.

At this moment, Filch's face was full of longing for hope, and the fear that this was just a dream. With a trembling voice, he read aloud in a very, very soft tone.

"Fluorescent Blink"

In the next moment, he clearly felt that something in his body flowed into the alchemy creation in his hand, a feeling he had never experienced before.

Then, in his shocked, excited, and ecstatic eyes, the glass at the top lit up.

"This...I...this..."

Filch was like a bewildered child, with a smile on his face, tears streaming from his eyes, his eyes constantly alternating between the light in his hands and John's face.

John nodded. Sure enough, it was the same as his experiment. The Squibs just couldn't mobilize the magic power in their bodies because of their blood, which didn't mean they didn't have magic power.

What Filch held in his hand, John based on the magic circle in Hal's world, combined with Tanya's world to calculate the reason for the orb to mobilize magic power, plus the fixed magic generator made by alchemy in the main world, after receiving fixed instructions Absorbs the magic from the Squib's body and releases the spell fixed within it.

But as John himself said, he can only create the simplest experimental product now. If he wants to create a generator that can further release other magic or multiple magic, he needs to study further and improve his knowledge reserve .

As if confirming that John could really let him release magic, Filch became more devout, lowered his head and held the fixed magic generator in his palm and handed it to John.

But John didn't accept it. This was something that was supposed to be handed over to Filch, so John said directly: "Accept it, Mr. Filch, this is a small addition to the transaction between us, and the time span of this transaction may It will be long, and I hope you will be patient."

"No... sir, this is too precious, I... I don't know... I..."

Filch stared blankly at John, but his hand holding the fixed magic generator had veins.

John reached out and patted Filch on the shoulder, then cast a cleaning spell on the showroom, and said directly: "I'm going to the library, good night, Mr. Filch, and Mrs. Norris."

After that, regardless of Filch's reaction, he disappeared into the dark corridor.

Filch knelt on the ground, watching John's disappearing back until he was completely invisible.

When Filch wiped away his tears and got up from the ground again, the burning desire for magic and the endless admiration for John were removed from his eyes.

　Filch is pitiful and hateful, but still very useful as a tool man
　　
　
(End of this chapter)