Hogwarts: Breaking off the engagement at the beginning and marrying Hermione instead

Brown saw that Filch was not panicking.

Instead, he stood there quietly.

Before Filch could speak, Brown took the initiative to say:

"Hello, Mr. Filch.

Filch had obviously never met a little wizard who was so polite to him, and he was a little panicked for a moment.

""Ah? Ah! Hello."

Then, as if he had realized something, he said viciously:

"Don’t you know that the school doesn’t allow night outings?"

""I'm sorry, Mr. Filch, I got up too early.

I forgot the school curfew.

By the way, my father mentioned you when I was at home. This is my gift to you, please don't refuse."

As he spoke, he took out a tube of green potion.

"Oh? I see. Who is your father?"

"Albert Foley!"

"Albert... Albert... I know! I remember that you are Albert's son."

Braun knew from his confused look that he didn't remember his father.

Of course, his father didn't mention this dud.

He made it all up.

"That's right. By the way, this is the potion I prepared specially for you.

You should have heard of the Alienation Potion!

And it's an Alienation Potion that can hatch alien species!

This is a gift that my father asked me to bring for you.

Just add it to your blood, and even a Squib who can't use magic can use certain magical abilities through it."

Filch's face changed when he first heard about the Squib, and then he couldn't help but get excited when he heard that he could use magic.

In order to be able to use magic, he has signed up for countless Squib classes over the years, but the result... is no use at all.

Although he spent a large amount of gold Galleons, he still did not gain magic power.

He was about to give up.

But at this moment……

"Is this true?"

Filch said, holding the potion in his hand tremblingly.

"Of course. You can experiment with it sometime.……"

"Now, go now."

Filch took Braun's hand and was about to go to the experiment.

He had waited too long and didn't want to wait any longer.

Braun didn't break free of his hand:

"Well, let's go to a place with grass."

Brawne was hurriedly dragged by Filch to the Black Lake.

"Look... here... is it okay?"

Filch said breathlessly, but his eyes were filled with excitement.

"Oh, of course. You can open the bottle cap now and drip your blood into it. Don't add too much, just one drop is enough."

As soon as he finished speaking, Filch couldn't wait to uncork the potion. He bit his finger hard and blood flowed like it was free.

But he didn't care at all.

Instead, he carefully dripped a drop of blood.

In a moment, the potion turned from green to gray-black.

""Is this what a Squib's blood would look like?"

Brown thought to himself.

Because of the special nature of the alienation potion, each wizard would experience different changes when they dripped it.

But the difference was very small.

But in Filch's case, the color actually changed.

"And then what?"

"Pour it on the ground. The seeds in the potion will grow rapidly after contacting the soil."

Filch poured the potion carefully on the grass as if he had heard an oracle.

One minute, two minutes, when Filch was about to despair again.

He felt it!

A weak consciousness appeared in his mind.

And where he had just sprinkled the potion, a weak and malnourished black-gray vine began to grow.

"I, I feel it! Magic, this is magic! I can control it!"

Filch shouted excitedly.

Tears kept flowing down his wrinkled skin.

"Can it actually supply magic power to the Squib?"

Braun stared at the malnourished vine thoughtfully.

Originally, he wanted to see if the Squib could control the alienated plants.

But he didn't expect the result to be somewhat beyond his expectations.

""What? What happened? Why is it getting less? My magic! Where's my magic?"

Filch, who was originally crying, couldn't help but shout loudly again.

"Disappeared?"

Braun was stunned.

He caught a glimpse of the withered plant and understood:

"It turns out that it is not a permanent improvement. It is the power of plants."

Looking at Filchbraun who seemed a little crazy at the moment from heaven to hell, he shouted:

""Calm down! Calm down, Mr. Filch!

The magic is not gone, it's just temporarily gone.

I want you to try to control it and see if your magic is better than before?"

Braun's loud shouting made Filch gradually calm down.

He began to feel his body secretly as Braun said.

"It seems that it is more controllable than before? And it has also increased a lot?"

Filch said hesitantly.

"Sure enough!"

Brown thought to himself. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

"But what about my magic? Why did it disappear again?"

Filch calmed down and then began to ask anxiously.

"Look at that plant."

Braun pointed to the spot where he had just poured the potion.

However, the soil in the place that was once full of life was now exposed.[]

A shrunken seed with black patterns lay there quietly.

"What about that vine?"

Although Filch was surprised by his own magic, he had already seen the strange plant.

But now the plant disappeared, and there was no trace of it, only a black seed left.

"It disappeared due to lack of energy. But it will grow again as long as there is enough medicine."

"So my magic isn't mine?"

Filch said with some disappointment.

"Mr. Filch, I think you should know that everything in the wizarding world is not obtained out of thin air.

And the most important thing is, haven't you discovered it?

Your magic power has increased.

What does this mean? You should know!"

"What does it mean? What does it mean?"

Filch's eyes became brighter as he spoke:

"In other words, as long as I continue to water and cultivate this plant, one day I will be able to truly possess magic power! Powerful magic power!

The magic power to become a wizard!"

"That's right, Mr. Filch!

You understand very well!

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And even if the magic can't riot, what can you do?

As long as you have enough potions to activate the plant when needed, then you are a wizard, although not completely.

But isn't that enough?

Under the nourishment of magic, you can also have a long life and some spellcasting ability?"

Brown said half-inducingly and half-temptingly

"That's right! As long as I keep cultivating this plant, I can be like a wizard."

Filch carefully picked up the seed as if he was looking at a rare treasure.

After a while, he asked hesitantly:

"Is this kind of cultivation medicine expensive?"

"Ten Sickles a bottle! I think that's not expensive."

Braun smiled.

"Ten Sickles? It's not expensive indeed!"

As a Hogwarts caretaker, he gets sixty Galleons a month. (This is my own creation. Dobby's salary is forty-seven Galleons, and he gets two days off a week. Filch works 24/7 without a holiday, so I don't think this salary is high.)

This salary is higher than some Ministry of Magic officials in the wizarding world.

The reason why he still lives in such a difficult situation is because he has invested all his money in those Squib training classes.

"Besides, Mr. Filch, I think you have many friends like you who are in need."

"You mean this kind of thing is unlimited?"

"Of course not, I mean you can spread the word among your friends. You know, the Ministry of Magic considers this potion too dangerous. Who knows, maybe it won't be produced again one day.……"

"Not producing? No! It must be produced!"

Filch said with red eyes.

Now this potion is his hope.

If it is gone, doesn't it mean that he will never have the hope of becoming a wizard in this life?

It would be fine if he had never felt this kind of magic.

But now!

Whoever cuts off his hope of becoming a wizard, he will fight to the death!

"Of course, we will produce it for the benefit of the magic world and to help people like you who need it.

But the Ministry of Magic puts too much pressure on us."

Brawne sighed as he spoke.

"Ministry of Magic? It's all Ministry of Magic! Ministry of Magic! How do you want me to help you?"

"I think a parade will help us relieve the pressure greatly.

Of course, we are not without reward.

You can get 20% off the purchase of potions! That's not all. As long as your friends are willing to parade and pay a Galleon, they can get a lottery ticket.

And we will select a lucky person from them.

Get the same power as you!

What do you think?"

Filch seemed a little hesitant.

"Is one too few? I'm afraid they won't agree.

You know, not all of them are as rich as I am."

"Five! Five at most!"

Braun said with a tone of regret:

"You know, it's not that I don't want to help you more, but this potion is very difficult to make. Otherwise, it wouldn't be so powerful, right?"

Filch nodded subconsciously.

Isn't it?