Fantasy World Transmigration

Filch stayed in his small office, a place most students would not want to go into. The room was very dark, with only an oil lamp hanging from the ceiling, which could provide a little light. There were no windows in the whole room. , but also exudes a smell of fried fish all the time. From this point of view, Filch has already grasped the essence of the dark cuisine of the British Empire.

Several large wooden cabinets are leaning against the wall, the gray wall is dotted with desk marks, which are used to store the files of students who violated discipline. In a conspicuous place hung a heavy shackles, and everyone at the school knew that Filch often begged Dumbledore to allow him to hang students upside down from the ceiling.

Of course, unless Dumbledore was insane, he would never say yes.

Filch also likes to threaten students, to put them in the dungeon in the basement of Hogwarts, he treasured a pair of nine whips, this kind of whipping tool is the favorite tool of Muggle Catholic ascetics to masturbate Something that some missionary schools also use to discipline students, flogging and corporal punishment.

Malfoy glanced at it in disgust, and said gruffly, "It smells like a cat!"

"Clean it up!" He didn't use his wand, but just slightly lowered his finger, and a strong suction pulled the air out of the room and replaced it with fresh air. The two followers, Goyle and Crabbe, were still following him, but after a period of training by Malfoy, they became more obedient, and they became a little dog-legged.

"Let's wait here for Filch!" Malfoy sneered sarcastically, he pulled out a letter from his arms, and said to the two followers: "Gol, well done... If you didn't find out Well, I don't know Filch's secret yet!" He lowered his head and read out the words written on the envelope: "Quickly Learn Spells, Correspondence Course for Beginner Magicians."

Malfoy raised the letter in his hand and announced loudly to his entourage: "Our janitor, Argus Filch, is a vile, disgusting Squib! A man worse than a Mudblood." Lowly Squib!"

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

Goyle and Crabbe also laughed, and Crabbe responded to Malfoy flatteringly: "A Squib... In our family, if a Squib is born, it will shame the whole family. My father must Will get rid of 'him', even those wizards who follow Dumbledore, they will expel the Squib from the house...but Dumbledore has the audacity to keep a Squib in the school."

"If I tell my father to know about this...he will definitely kick Filch and Dumbledore out of the school together. He is the director of Hogwarts and has this power!" Malfoy conditioned reflex Said, but he quickly woke up from this childlike cruelty and showing off mentality, he subconsciously tightened the black leather-covered magic book in his arms, and whispered to the two followers: "Wait a minute Phil Qi is back,

You go and guard the door. "

Malfoy remembered the knowledge he had learned from that book, how to command subordinates, how to hold power, how to control great and subtle magical power, he reflected on his recklessness and childishness just now, and became deep.

Goyle and Crabbe saw that Malfoy became silent and deep, and they shrank their heads and hid behind Malfoy. For some reason, they were most afraid of Malfoy as he was now.

Malfoy didn't have to wait long before the door opened and Filch walked in with a triumphant smile on his face.

"Harry Potter, he won't get any good this time!" Filch said excitedly to Mrs. Norris: "I finally caught his tail! Although Peeves didn't say it, he is now Being so afraid of Harry Potter can only show...that he was the one who caused the trouble that night!" He turned his eyes to the inside of the house and saw the three of Malfoy.

Filch jumped up like an old cat, and he yelled, "Malfoy? This is not the time for you to walk around... Looks like I'm going to teach you a lesson..."

Filch stopped talking, his pale face turned brick red, and his acrimonious mouth, which had been doing his duty just now, was limply opened like a dead fish. The vitality driven by jealousy seemed to be taken away from him in an instant, making him a little lost.

He staggered up to the Malfoys and the three of them, trying to take the letter away.

But Malfoy put it away like lightning, he made a color for Goyle and Crabbe, and Crabbe hurriedly pulled the somewhat reluctant Goyle to the door handle.

"Sound Disturbance Curse!" Malfoy closed the doors in Filch's office and used this spell on them. He didn't believe Goyle and Crabbe, after using this spell, even if they were lying on the door to eavesdrop Can't hear anything.

"Filch." Malfoy remembered something he'd learned in that book and was determined to try it on Filch today, sitting in Filch's chair and crossing his hands like a big shot Putting it on his knees, he whispered to Filch: "Dumbledore kept the secret very well. No one thought that the gatekeeper of Hogwarts, a part of its glory, would be in this glorious, great house. In an inconspicuous corner of the school, a Squib actually got in!"

"No...it's not!" Filch stammered, "This isn't mine...it's for a friend...maybe it looks...but..."

"I can see through people like you at a glance. This is the skill of our Malfoy family. Every member of the Malfoy family can see through those low... lying mudbloods and squibs." Malfoy sneered.

"Look at your eyes, don't you see the bloodshot eyes of jealousy and greedy ugly expressions when you look at those noble purebloods, even lowly Mudbloods every day? Argus Filch, I I don’t know that you are a disgrace to that pure-blooded family, but you must have been kicked out by your family, because of your family’s soft-handedness, or negligence, etc., which allowed you to survive such a disgrace.”

"The reason why you hate those wizards who have made mistakes so much is because when you see them, your heart is as jealous and resentful as a poisonous snake gnaws. Those youthful breaths, joyful laughter... and magic are all like Reflecting your ugly heart like a mirror... so you are so jealous and resentful, you enjoy torturing them, you are born a reverse species!"

"We all know why the shackles and whips in your house were prepared for, and how you look forward to sending wizard's children to dungeons... I swear I'd be very happy if I told my father about this." As he cares about the growth of little wizards, he will convene the school board and let those noble pure-blood wizards drive you out from here, from this school!"

"I never thought about it that way." Filch said fearfully, "Master Malfoy, I never dared to think about it like that. If I was such a person, Dumbledore would definitely kick 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 that if the Dark Lord knew you...a Squib dared to be in the place where he used to study, the Death Eaters would kill you...like Dumbledore protesting. They won't attack the students because Their kids are in there, and they won't do anything to the Mudbloods because it would drive those Mudblood parents crazy. But what about you, Filch, who cares about a Squib?"

"Dumbledore will protect me," Filch said incoherently.

"He can't take care of himself... and, Filch... Squibs are sin, dirty and low. A disgrace to wizards, a disgrace to families... I know, Filch. No one wants to be a Squib, look at Na Willie almost became a Squib, thanks to his uncle, who brought out Neville's little potential."

"From now on, Neville's future will be very different. A squib Neville, no wizard is willing to marry his daughter to him, but a wizard Neville can study at Hogwarts." Malfoy sneered: "So you still Begging for these deceitful lies." He tore up Filch's letter, and Filch was eager to snatch it back.

"The hand that locks the throat!" Malfoy roared, and Filch immediately felt an invisible big hand strangling his throat. The strength of that hand was astonishing, like a troll, it lifted Filch to the ground. In the middle of the air, he could only helplessly break the invisible hand, his pale face was flushed, and his legs kicked in the air feebly.

"Recognized? Our difference?"

"I am a wizard, a powerful, noble pure-blood wizard, and you are just a squib... a squib that is not even as good as a mudblood, you have to be glad that you live in this chaotic era, if you are still living in the glory of the pure-bloods Age, you will be drowned at the age of eleven!"

Filch looked at the cruel Malfoy desperately, but felt the big hand on his throat loosen, and he fell down.

"But you are lucky. I am not an ordinary wizard. Even in pure blood, I am even more glorious. I have power that the previous wizards could not dream of. My power can subvert everything. As a squib, you are so humble With a new choice, to live as a wizard, instead of dying like garbage in the future liquidation."

Malfoy said with a smile: "I can let you have magic power again. Although magic power is rooted in noble blood, the Mudbloods have proved that you don't need to have noble blood, and you can also master the mystery of magic power by falling into pure blood. This is pure blood. Blood bestows their power on their servants, making it possible for Muggles to have magic too."

"But unlike pure blood, the magic power of mudbloods comes from magical creatures, house elves, and the blood of those magical animals."

"I know this secret, and I have mastered the magic that re-gifts magic power to Muggles, bloodline transformation magic, it can inject those stinky, lowly blood into your blood vessels, so that you and your descendants have humble magic power. But you have to remember that the magic power of pure blood is noble, while the magic power of mudbloods is derived from animals and is inherently low. People today confuse these things... I will make them remember again in the future."

Chen Ang observed all this through a magic circle on the Moon Well that monitored the entire earth and the magic world. His "Wizard Bloodline Transformation and Biochemical Experiments on the Origin of Magic Power" accurately recorded the data collected by Filch.