Hogwarts: From Luna's family to god

Additionally, the deep meaning contained in Vizet's tone at this moment made Filch a little amused.

Filch really couldn't be sure whether Vizet's so-called "mastery of magic" was true.

He knew that he was a Squib. If he could really master magic, he would not become the gatekeeper of Hogwarts and suffer from the anger of these students.

Now he signed up for the fast spell-casting course, just to try again and see if there is a miracle.

When he saw the wand at night, he was so excited that he held it in his hand and tried to use the magic lighting spell.

However, the reality is cruel. As a Squib, he really has no talent for magic.

But... Snape is a potion master, and Vizet goes to Snape's office every week...

Could it be possible to get some kind of potion from Snape through Vizet so that the Squib can cast a spell?

Potions are widely used in the magical world. Filch learned from the Daily Prophet that someone invented a potion called wolfsbane potion that can restore the sanity of the transformed werewolf.

As the werewolves at the bottom of the magic world, they can be liberated from their violent bloodthirstiness with the help of potions; then can the squibs be changed by potions and have the ability to cast spells?

Thinking of this, Filch gritted his teeth, as if he had some hope, but was afraid of being disappointed again.

His voice was forced out from between his teeth, "Can you...what can you do...to really let me cast magic?"

"Mr. Filch, please pay attention..." Vizet shook his head gently and corrected Filch's statement, "I said 'master magic', not cast magic."

Chapter 106 Reaching a Negotiation

Are you kidding me?

Filch wanted to say this, but he was so eager to cast a spell that he resisted the urge.

What's more, although Vizet's tone was oppressive, he was very respectful in addressing him, and he kept calling him "Mr. Filch".

Most people in the school addressed him directly.

After thinking about it, Filch swallowed his saliva, softened his tone and asked hurriedly: "What do you mean?"

Fred looked extremely surprised, "Oh! So you can speak normally! It's really amazing!"

"Indeed!" George nodded in agreement, "I thought you were born with such a bad voice..."

Vizet asked: "Mr. Filch, if I remember correctly, your daily work, in addition to emphasizing the importance of school rules, is to clean the castle, right?"

"Wrong!" Fred raised his hand and said, "Vizet, you are too polite, how can you call it' Emphasize the importance of school rules'? "

"Obviously he is looking for trouble on purpose!" George nodded in agreement, "Last time, that kid named Creevey was almost caught by him, and Creevey didn't do anything!"

"Shut up!" Filch glared at Fred and George, nodded and said, "That's right! My job is to find...maintain school rules and clean the castle."

Fred and George screamed: "Ouch!"

"Then maybe you can try this...please wait." Vizet took out a piece of paper from his pocket and began to cast a spell on the paper, "Clean it up!" .

The paper kept changing in his hand, gradually swelling up, the color became darker, and soon turned into a wand.

Filch had been fooled by a fake wand earlier. Now he saw the birth of a fake wand again, and he could not help but resist subconsciously, "Will it become a toy in the end?"

"It will turn back into a note, but the effect is different." Vizet shook his head and handed over the fake wand, "Mr. Filch, you can try it."

"What should I do?" Filch's voice was a little hoarse, and his hand holding the wand trembled.

In any case, as a squib, he still wanted to cast magic.

"Master the magic..." Vizet repeated again, "Hold the wand completely with your palm, just like a normal spell... Excuse me, do you know the gesture of the Descaling Charm?"

"Of course I know! I also know the spell." Filch swallowed a mouthful of saliva and shouted impatiently, "Clear...hiss! Clean it up!"

Although he bit his tongue, he still endured the pain and recited the clear Descaling Charm.

As the wand was waved, he felt as if a breeze was blowing around him, bringing out a lot of dust and cat hair, condensing into a mud ball.

"Descaling Charm! This magic! This magic! Descaling Charm!" He waved his wand incoherently, casting magic again and again, "Clean up! Clean up!"

Although there was still a breeze blowing, there was no more movement.

Even so, Filch still waved his wand tirelessly until the wand turned back into a piece of paper, and his eyes instantly fell into confusion.

Looking at the paper in his hand, he seemed to feel that he was dreaming just now. Now that he woke up, he was still a squib who could not do any magic.

Vizet was also observing Filch's spellcasting, summarizing the shortcomings and the areas that had been optimized.

It seemed that the chanting sound had disappeared, which was a successful optimization direction.

And the Descaling Charm could only be used on oneself, which was a point that needed to be further improved.

He looked at Filch and said, "Mr. Filch, I still have to go to class, and I definitely don't have that much time during the day..."

When Filch heard Vizet's voice, he was like an ant falling into the water and meeting duckweed, and he said impatiently: "Whatever you want! I still want to cast magic!"

He held the parchment that had been restored to its original state in both hands, with endless desire in his eyes.

This desire to cast magic that has been suppressed in his heart for decades is difficult for others to understand.

"Mr. Filch, please listen to me first. Research takes time." Vizet's tone recovered, "There are still many imperfections at present..."

"Imperfect?" Filch opened his mouth and tried to understand Vizet's words.

In his opinion, this fake wand is perfect enough, completely satisfying his desire to cast spells. It is like an extremely precious treasure, which is afraid of melting if you hold it in your mouth and falling if you hold it in your hands.

Vizet nodded and said, "As a descaling spell, its function cannot be limited to cleaning itself, but should also be able to clean other places."

"It should be able to play a greater role, such as helping you clean the castle and saving some unnecessary time. This is the effect of the descaling spell."

"To make it have such a function, I need to move freely in the castle... In addition, there is..."

Can it be used to clean the castle?

Before Vizet finished speaking, Filch nodded impatiently, "No problem! Absolutely no problem! Let these two little ghosts go too, right? No problem! No problem with a few more people!"

The Weasley twins refused together, "We don't need to let them go."

Fred grinned, "Filch, I still like your rebellious look. How about you recover? I really can't adapt to it!"

"That's right!" George nodded, "You look so strange to me now! If I don't fight with you, I will fall asleep during the night walk!"

Filch curled his lips and began to consult Vizet's opinion, "You see..."

...

After some discussion, the two sides reached an agreement.

Vizet will continue to improve the function of the fake wand, and at the same time, he will be able to enjoy the greatest degree of freedom in Hogwarts Castle.

Not only him, but also the students whose names Vizet wrote down can enjoy the same care.

"I will definitely keep my promise!" Filch put away the list and quickly left the corridor.

Looking at Filch's figure that seemed to have regained his youth, George suddenly had an idea, "In that case, can we... use the dung eggs without scruples?"

"Yes! We can use them without scruples!" Fred clapped his hands, looking a little excited, "We have always wanted to try the effect!"

"The main reason is that the thing is actually not easy to clean. If Professor McGonagall finds it, we will definitely lose points, so we have never done it!"

George's eyes lit up, "He casts a spell to eliminate the dung eggs, and we continue to improve the dung eggs until the dung eggs cannot be eliminated by the Descaling Charm!"

"Good idea! For dung eggs that cannot be eliminated by the Descaling Charm, we can develop props that can eliminate the smell of dung eggs..."

"That means countless gold Galleons!" Fred's eyes seemed to emit golden light, "Such prank props must be sold as a set!"

Vizet smiled but said nothing. This fake wand is just the first step, and he still has many ideas to practice.

To achieve this, you can gain greater freedom, and walking in Hogwarts Castle is a key step...

Chapter 107 Marauder's Map

After such a commotion, the three ended their night tour tonight.

Walking on the moving stairs, George asked curiously, "Vizet, how did you come up with the magic you just performed?"

Fred was also curious, "Yes! I thought your magic props were also realized through alchemy, but I didn't expect it to be just magic!"

"Maybe it's because I'm good at transformation magic?" Vizet smiled slightly, "Professor Sprout told me a theory, and I integrated it into the transformation magic."

"Professor Sprout's theory?" George and Fred looked at each other, "She actually kept a trick!"

"That's right!" Fred analyzed seriously, "That swamp magic is not that simple."

"That's right! After all, he is a professor at Hogwarts!" George nodded in agreement, "Almost none of them are simple."

"Except Lockhart!" They said in unison, with their mouths wide open, all full of wanton smiles.

Vizet didn't comment. Professor Lockhart was too weird, and there was a strong sense of separation.

"Fred, George, are you interested in that theory? I can tell you about it."

Fred's eyes lit up, "That theory? Can you tell us about it?"

"Isn't it Professor Sprout's secret weapon?" George was also very interested.

"It just happened to be the right time." Vizet shook his head, "I wasn't the only one listening at the time, Luna and Hannah were also there, and we helped take care of the herbs together."

"Then tell us about it!" The Weasley twins rubbed their hands, their movements were always so tacit.

Vizet took out his notes and talked to them about the "Magic Cube Theory" while walking up the stairs, which made the two of them stunned.