HP Approaches the Magical World

Argus Filch, Gatekeeper at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Unlike everyone else at Hogwarts, he was a Squib.

As a non-magic born into an all-wizard family, the Squib had to endure far more than Mudbloods or Muggles.

This kind of growth experience made him develop a very strange personality.

Others hate him, and he hates others.

In the wizarding world, Squibs are often encouraged to blend into the Muggle world. After all, they can still have a place in Muggle society and lead a normal life.

But Argus Filch doesn't seem to be so lucky. The place where he works is Hogwarts - a place full of wizards.

Underage wizards are more hateful than adult wizards. Their concept of good and evil has not yet been cultivated, or they are not as hypocritical as adult wizards. Adult wizards will at least hide their thoughts.

Dumbledore is the one who treats him best among the people he met, and he will not look down on him because he is a squib, but this matter is not that simple, because everything Dumbledore does has a purpose, Even if you don't have it at first, you will gradually have it later.

He looked down on those little wizards, but wanted to be them very much. This situation also contributed to his terrible behavior and hatred towards the little wizards to a certain extent. Hanging from the ceiling of his office are chains and handcuffs that he polishes so that if he gets permission, he can use them to punish students who violate discipline, which is his favorite thing to do.

Mentally twisted?

He doesn't deny it.

He didn't like his own name, Argus, which was as terrifying and annoying as its Greek counterpart, the Hundred Eyes.

No one likes him.

Until he met Jon Smith.

That little wizard was different from other students. He never showed curiosity or inquiry in his eyes, as if he knew everything. Moreover, the most special thing was that he didn't hate himself, and was even willing to talk to himself.

Filch knew what he looked like, his appearance was as distorted as his mentality, and every time he saw those students being scared by him, he would be very happy.

Later, he knew Jon's identity.

Although he was a squib, as the executor of Dumbledore's shady affairs, Filch knew a lot of things.

Jon Smith is a pure blood wizard.

Jon Smith is a Hufflepuff.

Jon Smith is a descendant of the Hufflepuff family.

The increasingly shocking news was being accepted more and more by Filch, as if it were the gap between Jon and him.

The gap between a descendant of the greatest wizarding family and a squib is simply desperate.

Filch will not despair.

That kind of emotion has already been engraved on the pie, eaten into his stomach and then excreted. As early as when he was a child, he had already felt the most hopeless thing in the world.

Like I said before, no one likes him.

The reason why he is willing to work at Hogwarts,

Not because of how good the treatment is here, nor because of how happy it is to work here, but because Dumbledore said he needed him.

Although I know in my heart that there is a high probability that this is a lie.

However, a legendary wizard said he was needed.

For Filch, nothing is more important than this.

...

"It's a pitiful life."

Sitting on the chair and listening to Jon finish talking about Filch's past, Seshali said with emotion.

She looked at Filch who was still slumped on the recliner in the yard, propping his chin with his hands in boredom.

"How long will he be like this?"

"have no idea."

Jon turned his head and glanced at the time. Nearly twenty hours had passed since the soul activation last night, but Filch still showed no sign of waking up.

"Maybe I'm still getting used to it, or maybe I don't want to wake up at all."

Seshali nodded: "It's understandable, if my life is so painful, I also want to not wake up in my dream."

But she then said: "But if he doesn't show up in school, won't he be discovered?"

"No one will find this incident strange, because no one pays attention to him at all, but Peeves knew about it, and came to take a look in the morning. I guess the students of Hogwarts will have a good time today. , without Peeves messing around, and without Filch watching secretly, it should be easy, right?"

"That makes sense, but have you ever thought about it, after becoming a wizard, would Filch still be willing to continue living such a life of being excluded in Hogwarts?"

"He has no choice, as I said before, because of the magic net, he can't leave Hogwarts, and you also know that the growth of the magic net is painfully slow now, probably in some It will take more than ten years to fully grow, unless you get super-mass nutrients, but do you think Dumbledore and Grindelwald are willing to dedicate themselves?"

"Even if they are willing, the will of the world is not willing."

Seshali brushed her hair, then grabbed a piece of paper from the table and sketched it.

"Speaking of which, the shape of the jellyfish has been fixed, right?"

"In theory, that's right."

Jon explained: "I don't know if you have heard of it. There is an immortal jellyfish, the existence form of the magic net, which is very similar to this jellyfish."

"Lighthouse jellyfish? I understand, but jellyfish itself is not a living thing, it's just a kind of aggregation."

"The magic net is not a living thing, is it?"

Jon shrugged his shoulders: "Anyway, theoretically speaking, this is the most suitable state, whether it is an aggregate or any other state, in short, you have to know that this form is most suitable for the magic net. "

"Okay, anyway, you are the main designer."

This indifferent attitude made Jon both helpless and accustomed: "Although it is not a living thing, but at this stage, there is no other place that is more nourishing than Hogwarts for the huge amount of nutrients and nodes that the magic net needs as a larva. Appropriate, I intend to let it grow with the students, if we can survive."

"We're definitely going to survive."

Seshali became serious: "Don't care what our final result is, at least we must firmly believe in this."

"Yes, yes, I see, a slip of the tongue."

In order to prevent Seshali from continuing to educate, Jon begged for mercy decisively. Then he was about to speak when he suddenly saw Filch stand up from the recliner.

Seshali naturally saw it too.

"What is he looking at?"

"Probably...in a daze, after all, becoming a wizard has to be digested to some extent."

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