The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

"What? You actually refused?"

Link asked with a puzzled expression.

He really didn't understand Lupin a little bit now.

In his opinion, with Lupin's current state of being displaced and impoverished, he has no qualifications to reject him at all.

You must know that what Link can give him is a stable job and a place to live, and Link will not deduct his salary like that Orionto.

"Although you may have heard it from the conversation I had with Orionto just now, I still have to say that I am a werewolf." Lupin pointed at himself and said solemnly, "As a werewolf, I always feel like a werewolf on a full moon night. I will transform, and then I will lose my mind and attack the surrounding creatures indiscriminately. And the people I hurt will also be infected with the werewolf virus, which will gradually become a werewolf. A dangerous existence like me, you really Do you want me to be a tutor on your side?"

"I don't think it's a problem, I have full confidence in you."

Link said without hesitation.

He wasn't lying, and while werewolves were dangerous, Lupin was different.

Lupin is an extremely self-disciplined and kind werewolf. In the original book, when he was not transformed, he would rather lock himself up and get bruised all over, and would not go out by himself to vent his bloodthirsty desires.

The fact that the Ministry of Magic has yet to contain him is proof enough that he still retains his good nature.

Therefore, Link was very at ease with him.

However, although Link has shown sufficient sincerity, Lupin still shook his head and said:

"I'm so grateful for your trust in me, really, boy. It's just that I'm afraid I'll inadvertently hurt you and it'll ruin you."

"But……"

"No buts, boy," Lupin interrupted Link, "and even if you didn't mind my werewolf status, your mother wouldn't allow me to stay by your side."

"She doesn't know you're a werewolf."

"Don't underestimate your mother, I've heard of Mrs. Foley's name. I bet she'll know who I am tonight at the latest, and she won't let you come again next time. Classes are here because it has a bad record of hiring werewolves."

Lupin spoke decisively, which left Link speechless.

In fact, he didn't have much intention of continuing to pester Lupin at this point.

After all, the other party is not willing, and he is not good at forcing it.

It's just that the future research on "The Magic of Language" may come to an end.

Thinking of this, Link's expression became a little low.

Seeing this, Lupin also smiled slightly. He took out the thick book he had used as a lesson plan from the weather-beaten tattered briefcase, stuffed it into Link's arms and said:

"Don't be sad, boy, come and take it. The Magic of Language is the one I used to use when I was at Hogwarts, and it has many of my notes on it. I hope it makes you happy."

"Really? Thanks."

Link flipped through the book "The Magic of Language" in surprise, and saw that there were a lot of scribbled notes on it.

For a time, Link felt that his mood was much better.

"Come on, boy, I've got to go. That guy Orionto won't just let me leave with the money, I'm sure he's trying to contact the Ministry by now."

Having said that, Lupin reached out and stroked Link's hair, turned around and ran towards the exit without looking back.

And Link didn't mean to stop him, just looked at the other party's back and said goodbye, and then moved his attention to the "Magic of Language" in his hand.

Overall, today's harvest is pretty good.

Although he failed to recruit Lupin, he was very satisfied to obtain such an 'old book' Link.

Thinking like this, Link happily walked to the classroom with the book in his arms.

He can't wait to go back now.

However, he just walked out a few steps when he ran into Filch head-on. The other party was also holding a tattered cloth bag with large patches in his hand. It seemed to contain many pieces of metal products, accompanied by Filch's The movement is still emitting 'bang bang! Clang! 'the sound of.

"Link! Have you seen Mr. Orionto?"

Before Link could speak, Filch said impatiently.

Looking at his anxious appearance and the big bag in his hand, Link instantly understood the other party's intention.

Out of humanitarianism, he shook his head and advised:

"Mr. Filch, I don't recommend you buy a quick spell class. Honestly, it's just a waste of time and money, and it won't help you at all."

As soon as he said this, Filch was stunned for a moment, and then his expression became gloomy.

"You already know that, right?"

"what do you know?"

"Know I'm a Squib!"

Filch suddenly raised the volume, but Link heard the words but did not speak, he just stared at the other party with no expression.

But Filch obviously took this as his acquiescence. At this moment, he stared at Link with those red eyes like a wounded beast, and roared at the same time:

"I don't care what you think, anyway, I think Professor Andrew's speech is very good! It's also very helpful to me! You can't stop me from signing up, Link! As for the fact that I'm a squib, you want to spread the word Just pass it on! I'm not afraid of you!"

After saying that, Filch quickly disappeared from Link's field of vision with a bag full of Jin Galleon.

This made Link shook his head speechlessly.

To be honest, Link really felt that Filch was a little bit of a cover-up.

The fact that he is a Squib should be known to all the seniors at Hogwarts. After all, how can a wizard clean the hallway with a mop by himself?

Everyone just didn't mention it for his poor sake.

However, Link can actually understand what Filch is doing now.

Don't Filch and so many Squibs here really know that they can't get spellcasting through this so-called quick spell class?

Probably not either.

As the Squibs who have always been at the bottom of the wizarding society and have been discriminated against, they may not come here for classes to pursue knowledge, but hope, encouragement, and companionship.

This is the same as some old ladies who were tricked into buying health care products that Link had seen in his previous life.

How many of them are really deceived?

Many of them are not buying health supplements at all, but the services of those salespeople.

Think about it, for just a few thousand dollars or a few hundred dollars, those salespeople who are good-looking and talkative will treat you like their real grandparents as filial piety, and they can spend time with their peers when they usually get together for activities. Time, why not do it?

After figuring this out, Link went straight back to the classroom and packed up his things.

Since Filch insisted on using his savings for most of his life to pursue this ethereal consolation, Link would naturally not stop it.

Because if you stop it again, maybe the two of them will become enemies.