I can enter Hogwarts in the last days

Chapter 239 Ancient Magical Alchemy Wand
Filch took the wand with trembling hands, and it felt...as if he was holding the most precious object in the world. He gently stroked the wand, fearing that the wand would break with too much force.

A light wave, an upward move... Filch's gestures were extremely accurate, as if he had practiced thousands of times.

"Lumos! (Lumos)" fluorescent glowing spell.

"Zizzizi..." Well, this is the voice in Ian's mind, because he has already felt that the "bright" magic text at the core of the wand has changed.

Because it was his first attempt, when he made this wand, he chose the magic text that he knew best and was also the simplest to burn.

The traditional magic wand has functions such as conduction, amplification, and stability, but the magic text alchemy wand made by Ian has only one function, and that is 'shaping'. The Squib only needs to slightly mobilize the magic power in the body to shape the ancient magic text. , release the magic.

But the shortcoming is equally obvious, that is, singleness.Just like the current wand, it only burned 'bright', so it could only emit fluorescent flashes. To put it bluntly, it was not as economical as a flashlight.

The practicality is average, but the significance is significant.There is no squib who does not desire to release magic. At this point, it is important to mention that the word squib refers to a person who comes from a wizarding family but cannot release magic.

Are there squibs in the Muggle world?The answer is: yes.

But without experiencing the magic riot, they were still called Muggles.

Squibs have lived in a magical world since childhood and cannot release magic, so they yearn for magic more than anyone else.Just like a person who has clearly seen the light but is ruthlessly pushed into the abyss, Squibs are the most pitiable group of people.

Closer to home.

After Filch finished chanting the spell, about a second or two later, a warm white light clearly appeared on the top of the wand.

Ian expected that the other party's excitement and dancing did not appear.

Filch just stared blankly at the soft light group, watching quietly, as if he was under a petrification spell, without making any movement.

Just under the light of the light group, two lines of tear marks were clearly visible. This old man, who was over fifty years old, was crying silently, but the slightly raised corners of his mouth showed that he was not really sad.

Extreme joy gives rise to sorrow. This word could not be more appropriate to use at this moment.

But this is just an appearance. Filch's inner complexity is indescribable.Through the soft light, he seemed to see the scene of his childhood again, a carefree life until he was confirmed to be a Squib after he was 11 years old.

Mother's reluctance, father's determination, brother's confused eyes...

"Argus, forgive me, there's nothing mom can do."

"You must live in the Muggle world. This is tradition. I have already contacted the family to adopt you."

"Brother, do you want to go out to play? Take me with you!"

60 years!A full 60 years have passed!But Filch never gave up. He signed up for quick spell casting training classes, standard spell pronunciation classes, etc. as long as he had money. He always believed that he was a wizard.

"Ho... ho ho!" Filch made a sound that sounded like crying and laughing. He did it, he released the magic. At this moment, he wanted to go home so much, and wanted to say loudly to his parents and younger brother: He is not a squib. He is a true wizard.

But...he has lost all his family members in 60 years.Even if his younger brother has descendants, to him, they are only blood relatives, and his real relatives are no longer around.

"Filch, you are a wizard!" Hagrid said angrily.

After the Myrtle incident, Hagrid stayed at Hogwarts for a full 50 years, and he also knew Filch's affairs very well.Unlike his own wand that was cut off and still able to secretly cast spells after repairing it, Filch was really pitiful.His pity is not that he is incapable, Filch's pity comes from his own persistence, and he cannot ask for anything!Can't let it go!

"Yes, I am a wizard!" Hagrid's words made Filch's eyes light up again. "Thank you, Hagrid. I'm a wizard, you see!"

"Knox!" Filch extinguished the magic, and then said: "Lumus!"

The light group lights up again!Between the flickering of light and dark, there was also Filch's renewed confidence.

"Thank you, Dear Mr. Titus!" Filch bowed respectfully to Ian.

Although there were not many words of thanks, Ian could see loyalty and gratitude in Filch's eyes. Perhaps this was a big favor without words.

He had seen Filch's look like this before. Many of the Death Eaters beside Voldemort had this look on that day at Hogsmeade.

"You're welcome, this is what I promised." Ian said softly. "Now we have a new task, so hurry up and get everything done before dawn."

"Filch, do you have a good place to hide your stuff?"

Facing Ian's question, Filch patted his chest and said, "Come with me, no one knows the castle better than me."

That's right. He spent his whole day battling wits with mischievous little wizards. Unlike the twins who had living maps, Filch discovered the three secret passages of Hogwarts with just an oil lamp and a pair of feet. His understanding of the castle was It’s really not a wasted reputation.

……

after an hour.

Ian said he was an expert in Filch's operations and had gained a lot of experience. He really had gained a lot of experience.

What kind of tricks are these? The empty partition under the faucet in the bathroom, the corner of the corridor on the sixth floor, the block behind the landscape painting, the door to Professor McGonagall's office, the hole hidden under the floor, the crystal ball cabinet in the Divination classroom Hidden compartment...

In short, this journey of hiding covered the entire castle, from the potions classroom in the basement to the principal's office on the eighth floor. Almost all the places Filch found were extremely secretive.

"Phew! It's finally done. Thanks for your help, Filch." Ian breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's nothing, there are still several places." Filch said excitedly, unable to hide the smile on his face.

Perhaps this is entertainment and play after 60 years. After untying his knot, Filch once again experienced happiness in this hidden treasure game. That kind of joy from the heart, just like a child. The wizard gets the same as the first wizard chess set.

"Hahahaha, I already thought of their pig-like expressions." Ian smiled heartily. "By the way, you can tell people like you about the wand. I will continue to improve the wand so that its effectiveness is no longer limited to one or two magics. When the time is right, I will open the sale of these wands. "

Ian's words made Filch's pupils shrink. No one understood the pain of Squibs better than him, but today someone stood up to help them get out of this pain, and he was the first beneficiary.

"I thank you on their behalf!" Filch bowed again.

　I'm going to have a meal first, and I'll be coding a chapter when I come back later, asking for votes...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)