Chapter 790

Filch stayed in his small office, a place most students didn't want to go in. The room was very dark. Only an oil lamp hung from the ceiling could provide a little light. The whole room had no windows and smelled of fried fish all the time. From this point of view, filch has been deeply rooted in the essence of the dark cuisine of the British Empire.

Several large wooden cabinets leaned against the wall, with gray marks on the wall, which were used to hold the files of students who violated discipline. Against the cabinet, there was a fur covered recliner covered with cat hair. In a prominent place behind the table, there was a heavy shackle. Everyone in the school knew that filch often begged Dumbledore, He was allowed to hang the students upside down on the ceiling.

Of course, Dumbledore would never agree unless he was crazy.

Filch also likes to threaten students and lock them up in the dungeon in Hogwarts basement. He treasures a pair of nine whips. This tool of whiplash is the favorite thing for Muggle Catholic monks to abuse themselves. Some church schools also use it to control students, whiplash and corporal punishment.

Malfoy glanced at him with disgust. He said in a rough voice, "it smells like cat Sao!"

"Clean up!" he didn't use his magic wand, but slightly lowered his fingers. With a strong pumping force, he pumped away the air in the room and replaced it with fresh air. Gore and Crabbe's two attendants were still behind him. Only after Malfoy's training for a period of time, they listened a lot and had a little dogleg consciousness.

"Let's wait for filch here!" Malfoy sneered. He took a letter out of his arms and said to his two attendants, "Gore, well done... If you hadn't found this, I wouldn't know Filch's secret!" he bowed his head and read the words written on the envelope: "learn spell quickly, correspondence course for beginners of magic."

Malfoy raised his letter and announced loudly to his attendant, "our gatekeeper, Argus filch, is a mean and disgusting squib! A squib lower than mud!"

"No wonder I've never seen him use magic!" Malfoy laughed.

Gore and Crabbe laughed, and Crabbe flattered Malfoy: "A squib... In our family, if we give birth to a squib, it will disgrace the whole family. My father will get rid of 'him'. Even those wizards who follow Dumbledore will expel the Squibs at home... But Dumbledore dares to take a squib in school."

"If I told my father that he knew about it... He would drive filch and Dumbledore out of school together. He is the board member of Hogwarts and has the power!" Malfoy said conditionally, but he soon woke up from this childlike cruelty and show off mentality. He subconsciously tightened the black cover magic book in his arms and whispered to the two attendants: "when filch comes back, you will guard the door."

Malfoy remembered the knowledge he had learned from the book, how to command his subordinates, how to master power, and how to control the great and subtle magic power. He reflected on his boldness and childishness and became deep.

Gore and Crabbe saw that Malfoy had become silent and deep. They all shrank behind Malfoy. I don't know why they were most afraid of Malfoy now.

Malfoy didn't wait long before the door opened and filch came in with a triumphant smile.

"Harry Potter, he can't get any good this time!" filch said excitedly to Mrs. Norris: "I finally caught his tail! Although Pippi didn't say it, he is so afraid of Harry Potter now, which can only show that... He was the troublemaker that night!" his eyes turned to the house and saw Malfoy three people.

Filch jumped up like an old cat. He shouted, "Malfoy? Now is not the time for you to walk around... It seems that I have to teach you a lesson..."

Filch stopped, his pale face turned brick red, and a sharp mouth, which was just doing his duty, was as weak as a dead fish. On filch, the vitality mixed with bitterness and jealousy seemed to be taken away from him in an instant, making him a little lost.

He stumbled up to Malfoy and the three, trying to take the letter.

But Malfoy put it away like lightning. He made a color for Gore and Crabbe. Crabbe hurriedly pulled Gore who was reluctant to give up and ran to the door.

"Noise curse!" Malfoy closed the people in Filch's office and used this spell on them. He didn't believe Goyle and Crabbe. After using this spell, they couldn't hear anything even if they were lying on the door.

"Filch." Malfoy remembered something he had learned in that book and decided to try it on filch today. He sat on Filch's chair, crossed his hands on his knees like a big man, and whispered to filch: "Dumbledore kept the secret well. No one expected that the gatekeeper of Hogwarts, bathed in its glory, mixed in a squib in this glorious, great school and humble corner!"

"No... no!" falch stammered. "It's not mine... It's for a friend... It may look... But..."

"I can see through people like you at a glance. This is the skill of our Malfoy family. Every Malfoy family can see through those cheap... Lying mud seeds and squibs." Malfoy sneered.

"Look at your eyes, don't you find the blood of envy and the ugly expression of greed when you look at those noble pure blood, even the low mud seed every day? Argus filch, I don't know you are the disgrace of the pure blood family, but you must be kicked out by your family because your family is soft or negligent Such a disgrace survived. "

"The reason why you hate those wizards who have made mistakes is that when you see them, your heart is as jealous and resentful as a poisonous snake. Those young breath, happy laughter... And magic reflect your ugly heart like a mirror... So you are so jealous and resentful. You enjoy the feeling of torturing them. You are born an inverse!"

"We all know why the shackles and whips in your house are prepared, and how you expect to send the wizard's children to the dungeon... I swear, if I tell my father about this, he will call the school board and let those noble pure blood wizards drive you out of here and from this school ！”

"I didn't think so," filch said in fear. "Master Malfoy, I never dare to think so. If I were such a person, Dumbledore would drive me out."

"It doesn't matter what Dumbledore thinks!" Malfoy scolded. "What matters is what my father and I think."

"You should know the legend. If the Dark Lord knew you... A squib dared to kill you where he had studied... It was like Dumbledore demonstrating. They wouldn't do it to the students because their children were inside, they wouldn't do it to the mud seed, because it would drive the mud seed parents crazy. But what about you? Filch, Who cares about a squib? "

"Dumbledore will protect me," filch said incoherently.

"He has no time for himself... And, filch... Squibs are original sins, dirty and cheap things. They are a disgrace to wizards and families... I know, filch. No one wants to be squibs. Look at Neville. He almost became a squib. Thanks to his uncle, he forced Neville's small potential."

"From then on, Neville's future is very different. A squib Neville, no wizard is willing to marry his daughter, but a wizard Neville can study in Hogwarts." Malfoy sneered, "so you're still praying for these deceptive lies." he tore up Filch's letter, and filch was excited to get it back.

"The hand to lock the throat!" Malfoy roared. Filch immediately felt an invisible hand holding his throat. The strength of that hand was amazing. Like a giant monster, he lifted filch into the air. He could only break the invisible hand helplessly. His pale face was red and his legs were weak in the air.

"Do you realize the difference between us?"

"I am a wizard, a powerful and noble pure blood wizard, and you are just a squib... Even a squib inferior to mud. You have to be glad that you live in this chaotic era. If you still live in the glorious era of pure blood, you will be drowned at the age of 11!"

Filch looked at the cold Malfoy in despair, but felt the big hand on his throat loose, but he fell down.

"But you are lucky. I am not an ordinary wizard. Even in pure blood, I am more glorious. I have the power that previous wizards never dreamed of. My power can subvert everything. As a squib, you have a new choice to live as a wizard, rather than die like garbage in the future liquidation."

Malfoy said with a smile, "I can make you have magic again. Although magic is rooted in noble blood, the mud species have proved that they can master the mystery of magic a little without having noble blood and degenerate into pure blood. It is pure blood that gives their strength to their servants, so that Muggles may also have magic."

"But different from pure blood, the magic of mud comes from magical creatures, domestic elves and the blood of magical animals."

"I know this secret, and I have mastered the magic of giving magic power to Muggles again. Blood transformation magic can inject those smelly and cheap blood into your blood vessels, so that you and your offspring can have humble magic power. But you should remember that the magic power of pure blood is noble, while the magic power of mud species comes from animals and is naturally cheap. People now confuse these ... I will make them remember again in the future. "

Chen ang observes all this through a Dharma array monitoring the whole earth and the magic world on the moon well. His "biochemical experiment on the transformation of wizard blood and the origin of magic" accurately records the data collected by filch.