The Grey Wizard of Hogwarts

"Aha, I caught you, little wizard who doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, I'm going to lock you up." Filch tilted his eyes and mouth, holding a lamp, and acted evilly.

"Oh, Mr. Filch, I just came out of Professor Snape's office, with the permission of the Dean."

He took two random steps and drew Filch's gaze to himself.

As long as it doesn't affect his own interests, he never minds doing something that makes others owe favor. This is the experience of following an old wizard to wander the bottom of life - you never know when what you do will have an impact later.

Professor Snape's reputation is obviously very useful, Filch asked a little unwillingly, "Have you seen Harry Potter just now, no, there must be other people with you."

An Dong was delighted, with an inexplicable look on his face, "Who would walk in the castle without sleep in the middle of the night? It's empty and there's no fun here."

"Who knows!" Filch waved his arms. "It's just so boring. There are always some little wizards who don't sleep in the middle of the night, and even throw stinky dung eggs in the aisle. I have to clean them up for a long time every time."

While muttering, he was about to continue walking forward, so frightened that the four little brats under the armor shrank back into the shadows.

After a few more steps, I really want to catch them.

They can only blame them for being too curious to observe the mysterious cousin Ron, otherwise they should have run back to the Gryffindor bedroom by now.

The most hateful thing was that Anton grimaced at the four of them behind Filch.

The four of them were so frightened that they hugged tightly.

One step, two steps, Filch diligently looked around with wide eyes, he knew too well where the little wizards would hide.

Seeing that the lantern in his hand was about to shine on the side of the armor, Anton smiled, "Mr. Filch."

Filch turned his head.

"Have you ever heard of 'clean up'?"

Filch's whole body stiffened, his face darkened quickly, and there was a secret he didn't want to tell others, but a secret that everyone knew - he was a squib and couldn't cast any spells.

The freshman who just entered the school obviously didn't know it, and showed his knowledge rather proudly, "The cleaning spell, a very simple spell, gently wave the wand, no matter how many stinky **** was thrown in the corridor, it all disappeared. ."

Filch walked back angrily, looking at Anton coldly, "Don't be smart, little wizard!"

An Dong laughed, "Looks like you know."

He shrugged, "I know who has a way to make a prop to reinforce the 'clean up' spell, even a little wizard who doesn't know how to spell can easily release this spell."

The little wizard was showing off his knowledge again, but this time, Filch was moved.

"Who?" Filch's voice became inexplicably hoarse, he was a little nervous, and looked at Anton expectantly, "Who can make such a prop!"

Don't say it's cleaned up, even if he can only cast the simplest and simplest light spell, he will definitely treat that as a treasure!

Every day I hold it to sleep, no, I can't hold it to sleep, what if it breaks!

How he longed to be able to cast a spell!

"Fred and George, my cousins." Anton smiled brightly.

He raised his eyebrows, "You know, they are very naughty, almost no one can order them to do anything, but you have enough rights to let them do it for you."

Filch was all excited, "Of course, maybe as long as I'm not so strict with them, they will appreciate it."

Then he stared at Anton closely, "Can they really do it?"

"They just told me about this a few days ago, and I funded them a little gold Galleon." Anton patted his shoulder gently, "They are suffering from no place to study this magic item properly. , maybe you can arrange a place to supervise them well by the way?"

Filch's breathing became rapid, "I... I'll talk to them tomorrow."

He walked back in a bit of panic. From a distance, he held the handle of the lantern and waved it, as if casting a cleaning spell. That gesture seemed to be secretly practiced thousands of times, without the slightest mistake.

"Clean up!"

"Clean up!"

"Clean up!"

The murmur of the incantation gradually walked away along with the sound of footsteps that seemed to be lighter.

Anton looked at his back silently, feeling inexplicably a little emotional. Perhaps Filch's biggest mistake was coming to live in this castle full of wizards and watching the little wizards squandering him out of reach. talent without appreciating it.

Of course, this is not the most important thing.

The important thing is that he can finally have his own laboratory at Hogwarts and continue his research.

Hehe, Mr. Filch will definitely help them find a good position with the greatest enthusiasm for this.

Nice!

Anton said goodbye to the four little kids in a happy mood, "Good night."

The four of them got their heads out of the armor and said in unison, "Good night."

As An Dong also walked away, the four of them came out and looked at each other.

"Did you hear that, he came back from Snape's office in the middle of the night, and he was planning to cast a terrible spell in the castle!" Harry's focus had always been rather peculiar.

Ron looked a little depressed and unhappy, "George and the others never tell me about their inventions."

Neville looked at the calm figure, "If only I could be like him."

Looking at these three boring men, Hermione rolled her eyes, "I'm going back!" Turned around and left.

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"What?" George and Fred looked at each other with strange expressions.

Anton cut open the bread, stuffed the coriander, barbecued meat, and a bit of mushroom sauce in it, planning to make a hamburger or meat bun.

"I persuaded Filch to help us find a place for us to study, and I placed an order with him. It's just an imitation wand, but at least it's a good start."

"Wow~" George looked amazed~www.NovelMTL.com~ I still feel incredible. "

Fred looked at Anton up and down and laughed, "Maybe the Weasleys really need a Slytherin, Anton, it's so much fun to do things with you."

"Really?" Anton smiled and took a bite of the bread, feeling the fragrance of the mushrooms and the tenderness of the roasted meat. "I told you, we will be very good brothers."

He raised his eyebrows, "Remember the plan I told you, the campus canteen? Maybe we can start from here."

"Hahaha." George frowned, "If that's the case, Filch will regret it."

Fred shrugged, "No no no, George, our stinky **** eggs are going to sell out, and Filch will definitely enjoy using 'clean up' to the fullest."

Perfect closed loop!

Anton thought of that scene, tsk tsk tsk, he continued to eat breakfast hard and took a gulp of juice.

far away.

Gryffindor table.

Ron looked at them with some jealousy, "I started to hate Anton. He took my brother away."

Hermione rolled her eyes, "Excuse me, what are you doing now?"

Ron looked strangely at the homework in front of him and Harry. "Well, at least he copied it for us. It's all your fault, Hermione, if you'll let us copy the homework, I won't have to go to him. ."

"You should do it yourself!" Hermione stood up angrily.

Harry and Ron looked at each other and nodded.

Then they continued to bury their heads in copying, and when they were free to do their homework, they didn't need to copy this Slytherin villain's homework.

Well, it was such a happy decision.